Luo Lao spoke.

"Old Luo, I don't know what else is going on?"

Gu Feng was puzzled.

Luo Lao reminded: "That Ji Lanxin is now extremely strong, and her power is not small, in the past ten years, she has been probing you, and today she has just entered, or you are coming on another day, otherwise, I am afraid there will be danger!"

"Oh?"

Gu Feng smiled slightly, he naturally expected all this, and said to Luo Lao: "Thank you Luo Lao for your kindness, I have my own response, first arrange a battle for Qian He, then arrange Ma Shan, and finally arrange mine!"

"Good!"

Seeing that Gu Feng was so confident, Luo Lao naturally wouldn't say more.

"Thank you!"

When the words fell, Gu Feng, as well as Ma Shan and Qian He, all entered the Shura battlefield.

"Their breath ......"

Luo Lao's gaze changed, and he found that he didn't see the breath of Gu Feng and the others clearly.

Without thinking about it anymore, she took out a piece of sound transmission jade talisman, directly punched into a golden power, and spoke: "Lord Eight Commanders, Feng Luochen is here!"

"What? This kid is coming? really?"

In the sound transmission jade note, a voice with a bit of excitement immediately came out.

"The old man doesn't dare to talk nonsense, Feng Luochen has just entered!"

Luo Lao spoke.

"Okay, good, I'll be here at Mashan!"

......

At this moment, the Eight Commanders are on the mansion.

"Haha, great, this kid is finally here again!"

The Eight Commanders were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths at the moment, the wrinkles on their old faces piled up, and their long beards trembled.

Next to the Eighth Commander, a woman who was wrapped in golden armor and only showed two eyes, and her face could not be seen, said, "This is the maple dust that you often talk about?"

"Ninth Commander, you don't know, this kid is definitely a genius, I have never seen such a talented and affectionate young man. Back then, I failed to accept him as a righteous son, and I used these ten years to prepare three treasures for him, I don't believe that this time, I can't impress him!"

The eyes of the Eight Commanders were full of persistence at this moment.

Although he said that he would give up accepting Gu Feng as his righteous son, but after returning to the mansion, he was still unwilling in his heart, he looked at his seven righteous sons, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not as good as this Feng Luochen, and it was not a little worse, but far inferior.

The idea of accepting Gu Feng as a righteous son germinated in his mind again, and this time, he spent ten years preparing enough sincerity.

"The golden beast soul you begged me to help build is just for this kid?"

The Nine Commanders were also surprised.

"Hehe, exactly! for this, it's worth it!"

The Eight Commanders thought.

Thinking of the sentence in Gu Feng's mouth, 'My father is the pride of my life', his heart couldn't help but tremble, he knew that if he wanted to get back the emotion of this family affection, the only way to let this Feng fall into the dust as a righteous son.

"Interesting, I happen to have some free time today, so I can go and see what is so special about that maple dust!"

The Nine Commanders were also interested, and immediately spoke.

"Hehe, look at this little guy, maybe you'll like it too!"

The Eighth Commander smiled, and then walked outside with the Nine Commanders.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a young man with an extremely handsome appearance and a majestic momentum, about twenty-five years old, coming over: "Father, the child knows that his father loves tea, and he specially found golden snow tea from the depths of the desert, and he has come to present it to his father!"

As he spoke, he took out a brocade box.

This young man is the head of the eight righteous sons of the Eight Rulers, Jin Cheng!

His cultivation has reached the eighty-nine veins, and he is the proudest son of the Eight Commanders.

But that was before, since ten years ago, after the Eight Commanders returned from the battlefield of Shura in the outer city, Jin Cheng obviously felt that his father was not as sad about him as he used to be.

He has been trapped in the eighty-ninth vein for ten years, and he has tried to ask his father for help many times, but he has been closed to food, because his father is refining some treasures.

And these treasures, he knew, were not for himself, but for that maple falling dust.

Thinking of Feng Luochen, Jin Cheng couldn't help but hate itchy, since this person appeared, his father put his heart on him.

Back then, he even wanted him to be his heir.

This made Jin Cheng feel unprecedented jealousy in his heart.

This time, he took great pains to get this golden snow tea to curry favor with the Eight Commanders, in order to get guidance, hoping to reach the ninety veins.

The Eighth Commander immediately laughed: "Haha, Cheng'er, don't be in a hurry to drink tea, today your future eighth brother has gone to the Shura battlefield again, go with your father to watch!"

"The future eighth brother...... Is it the maple dust?"

Jin Cheng spoke.

The Eighth Commander smiled and said: "Exactly, you are also anxious to come over your second brother and others, today your future eighth brother will definitely challenge the Shura List again, let's go over and make a scene for him!"

It's maple dust again......

At this moment, the hatred for Gu Feng in Jin Cheng's heart reached an unprecedented height, and he couldn't wait to kill Gu Feng immediately.

But he still maintained a smile on his face: "Father, I will immediately go to the second brother and the others, everyone will be very happy when they hear about this!"

......

The battlefield of Shura in the outer city.

Today's Shura battlefield is destined to be unpeaceful.

In the middle of the battlefield, Qing Ran fought with a bald young man in a monk's robe.

Qingran's arms and legs flashed with gold, and his fists and feet came out together.

And the bald young man's body was emitting golden light, and Qingran's fists and feet kept kicking the bald young man's body, making a sound of metal impact.

But this bald young man did not move at all.

Nothing at all.

"If you don't fight, you won't fight, I admit defeat, you guy's golden bell jar, I'm afraid I won't be able to break it in my life!"

Qing Ran was helpless, and finally chose to admit defeat.

"Amitabha, concede!"

The dervishes whispered.

In this way, the ascetic once again protected the name of the god of war of Shura.

Qian He was a little excited at the moment: "Qingran has lost again! I don't know when we will appear, I can't wait!"

"Luo Lao has just been lined up, it should take a while, just wait patiently!"

Gu Feng spoke.

Also at this moment, a deep voice spread throughout the Shura battlefield:

"The tenth on the Shura list, Ji Lanxin, challenge the seventh on the Shura list, Meng He!"

As soon as these words came out, the Shura battlefield was immediately detonated.

"It's Ji Lanxin again, the first beauty on the Shura list!"

"Ji Lanxin has just been the tenth for a long time, and he has launched another challenge!"

"And directly across the challenge of the two, it is actually Meng He, who challenges the seventh!"

"Who do you support?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Ji Lanxin!"

......

For a while, everyone began to discuss.

"Boss!"

Qian He and Ma Shan spoke at the same time.

The two naturally knew that this Ji Lanxin was on the list of killings listed by Gu Feng.

Gu Feng smiled slightly and looked at the battlefield: "Just take a look at her strength now!"

(End of chapter)