"Divine Inscription Master?"
Feng Wuchen's eyes lit up and he beca clear in an instant, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he excitedly said: "Xiaoxiao is really smart! I forgot about this."
Seeing Feng Wuchen's brilliant and excited smile, everyone looked at each other, confused.
What's all this? I couldn't understand what Ling Xiaoxiao was talking about.
"Xiaoxiao, what kind of master inscription, what exactly is this? Why didn't Grandpa hear it?" Ling Muyun asked in amazent, unable to think of it even after racking his brains.
"Chen'er, you are quick to say what the thod is, it will make us anxious!" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
"Teacher, you don't always want to threaten with your soul power? This will kill Dragon Guards." Zhang Junlan was taken aback.
Feng Wuchen shook his head, smiled faintly, and said, "Even if Xuan Zi Xin is a divine inscription master, even if my soul power is above him, I can't threaten him, but his fire poison must be very terrifying. People feel creepy."
"Huo Po?" Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized!
Feng Wuchen is best at manipulating fire poison!
"Xin Xuanzi, old fox, it's over." Everyone in the Dragon Temple was feeling pitiful for Xin Xuanzi, and they seed to imagine the tragic end of Xuanzi.
The horror of the fire poison, the alchemist and tool refiners present had all seen it with their own eyes, and it was definitely not a pain that ordinary people could bear.
"Who wants to be a guest at the Xin Family with ?" Looking at everyone, Feng Wuchen asked with a harmless smile.
"I'm going!" Liu Qingyang jumped out first.
"How can I be missing from such a big good thing?" Zhang Junlan stood up second.
"I will go wherever Brother Feng goes!" Ling Xiaoxiao said with a smile.
"I'll go as well!"
"Leader! I'll go too!"
"And I!"
Everyone in the Dragon Temple sounded like chicken blood. They were extrely excited. The wanderer and Xing Feng and other older generations also participated, as if they were going to heaven instead of the family of Simon.
"Unfeeling, go to the Xin family imdiately and tell them that everyone in the Dragon Temple will be a guest at the Xin family in two hours." Feng Wuchen ordered.
"Yes! Master!" replied unfeelingly and respectfully, and imdiately went to the family of Simon.
"I don't care about the old man at the gate of heaven, he will also go to the Xin family to be a guest!" Bai Mie shouted loudly, and the tone of the word guest increased.
Everyone in the hall imdiately retaliated and laughed.
......
Simon family.
The unfeeling flash appeared, it was an instant movent.
"Who is the one coming?" Xin Fan Jian leaped forward and shouted coldly.
The unfeeling cultivation base had already broken through the Seventh Heaven Emperor Realm, and the aura and coercion spreading from his body was terrifying, and Xin Fan Jian did not dare to neglect.
But when he saw the incoming person clearly, he couldn't help being surprised: "The head of the eighteen emperors is unfeeling?"
"Tell Xin Xuanzi that two hours later, everyone in the Dragon Temple will co to the Xin family as a guest!" His unfeeling expressionless expression said, and his body disappeared.
Xin Fan Jian was stunned on the spot: "Everyone is here as guests?"
Doesn't this an that the Dragon Temple is at war with the Xin family?
Thinking of this, Xin Fan Jian's face changed again, and he flashed back to the hall to report in panic.
"Everyone is here as a guest?" Xin Changkong looked sluggish, sowhat unable to recover.
"Is this Fengying's brain kicked by a donkey? Don't you know that Long Nitian is in our hands? How dare you even take action against us?" An elder felt that he couldn't figure out a hundred brains for himself.
"Aren't Feng Ying very smart? Why are you stupid this ti?" Xin Qing said with disdain.
"Patriarch, since they are coming to die, why not do it?" Xin Yunchong sneered, but he also hoped everyone in the Dragon Temple would co to die.
"Patriarch, do you want to notify Young Master Zhu?" Xin Fan Jian asked worriedly.
Xin Xuanzi's face was sullen and he did not speak.
But the terrible pressure that broke out in an instant made Simon Fan Jian shudder, and his coldness from the soles of his feet reached the Tianling Gai, and he was scared to shut up imdiately.
Xuanzi Xin would never believe that Feng Wuchen would co to die, let alone that Feng Wuchen was a fool.
Since it is not, it is another conspiracy.
Xin Xuanzi was suspicious, and he had to think carefully about everything and be cautious.
The more weird things are, the more Xin Xuanzi takes them seriously, and must not be careless.
Two hours passed in a blink of an eye.
"Family... Patriarch... are here, they are here! Everyone in the Dragon Temple is here, six or seven hundred people!" A Celestial God Realm tribe rushed into the hall to report like a ghost.
The atmosphere in the hall was very heavy, and the solemn murderous aura made people feel deeply frightened.
The expressions of Xuanzi Xuanzi and the three elders were very solemn, and they had clearly noticed the mighty power of the Dragon Temple.
"The strength of the Dragon Temple has been raised to such a terrifying level!" Xin Changkong frowned deeply, never knowing that the Dragon Temple had such a powerful strength.
In a short while, the Dragon Temple army pressed the territory.
"Welco!" Xin Xuanzi said solemnly, and took the lead out of the hall, followed by everyone behind, as if they were approaching an enemy.
Thousands of people from the Xin family ca together, and the strong are like clouds, showing the strength of the Xin family.
Definitely not the supernatural strength of the heavens can be compared.
"Young Master is here! There are so many people here, is this going to start a war?" In the death jail of the Xin family, Long Nitian suddenly opened his eyes and sensed the breath of the people in the Dragon Temple.
This is too much to play, right? Say war starts?
This is Feng Wuchen he knows?
"Patriarch Xin, today I am here at the Dragon Temple to be a guest of the Xin family. I wonder if it is sincere enough?" Feng Wuchen squinted his eyes and smiled lightly.
"The arrival of the young master of Dragon God is the honor of the Simon family." Xin Xuanzi smiled lightly, neither humble nor overbearing, without fear on his face.
With Long Guarding as a bargaining chip, Xin Xuanzi is full of confidence, but he also wants to see what Feng Wuchen wants to do.
"Patriarch Xin, your palace has to be rebuilt. There are so many people in my Dragon Temple, I'm afraid it's not easy to arrange?" Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.
"The palace is small, but it can accommodate thousands of people." Xin Xuanzi said with a smile.
"If I had ten thousand people?" Feng Wuchen's smile on his face beca brighter.
Ten thousand people?
As soon as Feng Wuchen said these words, the complexions of the people of the Xin family suddenly changed, and they all showed awe.
If there are tens of thousands of people in the Dragon God Temple, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes for the Xin family to bloodbath?
Xin Xuanzi's old face was obviously a little surprised, even a little sluggish.
"Don't worry, it's just a joke." Feng Wuchen said with a smile.
Xin Xuanzi and all the high-level officials almost didn't spray any blood on the wall, making their faces green with anger.
Holding back the monstrous anger in his heart, Xin Xuanzi smiled indifferently: "Young Master Dragon God is better off straight to the point, don't go around in circles."
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