The words of the old monster chasing the sun made the two sects of Liuyun and Wanling, who were still a little hesitant, all of them stand on the side of the Baoshu Sect at once.

Because, everyone has a sense of foreboding.

"Old Monster Chasing the Sun, I think you are crazy, right? You set the rules? Who do you think you are? The four major sects of the Sixteen Nations Alliance, it is not your turn to have the final say in the Purple Yang Sect!" The Nine Lion Ancestor had the most irritable personality and scolded loudly.

The old monster who chased the sun smiled fiercely: "Nine lion old monsters, you frogs at the bottom of the well, you can't see the general trend at all." The Alliance of Sixteen Nations is destined to change, unchanged, then there is only destruction. ”

Suddenly, the blue-robed man behind the old monster took a step forward and stretched out his hand to stop the old monster's words.

This person was the envoy of the Jiuyang Heavenly Sect, he was wearing a blue robe, and his status was obviously one level higher than the other three gray-robed people.

This person's eyes were deep, and in a sweep, it was like a cold ice sweeping in front of everyone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce myself, Zuo Lan, is the fourth-level inspection envoy of the Jiuyang Heavenly Sect. Chasing Yang is the spokesperson selected by my Jiuyang Heavenly Sect in the Sixteen Nations Alliance. ”

Jiuyang Heavenly Sect Fourth-level Patrol Messenger?

They were all in a state of confusion, what was that? They hadn't heard of it. What Jiuyang Heavenly Sect, what patrol messenger?

The Chiba Ancestor exchanged a glance with the Nine Lions and the Binglan Venerable, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes. Although Ye Chonglou has traveled to many places, he has never left the territory of Vientiane.

According to Ye Chonglou's memory, in the Vientiane Territory, there is no Jiuyang Heavenly Sect.

Zuo Lan saw the ignorant appearance of these Yuan Realm Venerables, a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he secretly said in his heart, it was really a group of poor frogs at the bottom of the well.

The old monster who chased the sun came over and said with a smile: "Lord Zuolan, these frogs at the bottom of the well have lived in a remote place for a long time, where do you know the majesty of the Dao Heavenly Sect? These cheap bones, if they don't beat them, they won't be obedient. ”

Zuo Lan has a big head, but he is not as familiar with the situation of the Sixteen Nations Alliance as the old monster chasing the sun, and his understanding of these people is naturally not as good as that of the old monster chasing the sun.

Zuo Lan originally planned to use the majesty of the Jiuyang Heavenly Sect to oppress everyone and subdue everyone.

And the old monster chasing the sun hopes that Zuo Lan will make a move, knock these old guys, and the most important thing is to kill a few people to deter them.

Chiba and Nine Lions and the others, when they heard such shameless words as the old monster chasing the sun, they were all furious. This old monster chasing the sun is so shameless, luring the wolf into the room without saying anything, and even saying such things inside and out.

It's just that this Zuo Lan's momentum and strength are obviously higher than all the ancestors.

Looking at the other party's momentum, it is obvious that he is prepared.

"Open the skylight and speak brightly. The Alliance of Sixteen Nations, I Jiuyang Tianzong has taken over. With the Ziyang Sect as the team, the purple light rudder was formed. Chasing the sun temporarily leads the helmsman's position. From now on, the term Sixteen-Nation Alliance ceased to exist, and the four major sects were removed from then on. Here, there is only the purple light rudder! You must all take refuge in the purple light rudder. Those who go along prosper, and those who go against it die!"

Zuo Lan is from Jiuyang Heavenly Sect, and he has the majesty and momentum of Heavenly Sect, and his words, like a holy decree, are unquestionable.

"Now, if any of you are not convinced, you can stand up and speak. ”

Zuo Lan took a step forward abruptly, and the momentum of his whole body urged, and the momentum of the Yuan Realm quadruple filled the entire void at once, causing the surrounding Yuan Realm Venerables to change their complexions one by one.

The Spirit Realm martial artist who was close suddenly felt shortness of breath, as if he had a thousand forces pressing on his chest, and his face was flushed, as if he was about to explode to death at any time.

"The Yuan Force is released, and the momentum is like stretching the earth, this is the Earth Yuan Realm!" Ye Chonglou snorted and muttered, "No wonder the power of one sleeve actually blasted Ye directly away." ”

Present, the strongest sun-chasing old monster is only the triple peak of the Yuan Realm.

And the Thousand Leaf Ancestor and the Nine Lion Ancestor are both Yuan Realm Triple Sect, Ice Blue Venerable, and only have the Yuan Realm Dual Peak. And Ye Chonglou, who has just broken through, is a heavy in the Yuan Realm.

In other words, whether it is a heavy or triple layer, it is only a small Yuan realm.

And this Zuo Lan, who claimed to be the envoy of the Heavenly Sect, turned out to be the Earth Yuan Realm!

Although there is only one hurdle between the Xiaoyuan Realm and the Diyuan Realm, this hurdle, the gap in strength, is far away from the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Especially since this Zuo Lan came from a big place like the Nine Yang Heavenly Sect, no matter which aspect of his advantages, he far surpassed the Yuan Realm Venerable of the Sixteen Nations Alliance.

Zuo Lan's brawl is a clear indication that he wants to use force to suppress it.

Who is not convinced, stand up!

Zuo Lan's eyes were faint, he swept in front of several Yuan Realm ancestors, and smiled leisurely: "I am the Earth Yuan Realm, if I use my strength to oppress you, you will definitely feel that I use brute force to suppress it, and you will definitely be dissatisfied in your heart." ”

After speaking, Zuo Lan's right hand pointed slightly, pointing at the gray-robed people: "These three are all my subordinates, and they are all inspection envoys of the Heavenly Sect. None of their cultivation broke through the Yuan Realm. In my Heavenly Sect, it also belongs to the existence of the bottom. ”

Zuo Lan's eyes were leisurely, and he swept towards the spiritual realm powerhouses of the three major sects: "Spiritual realm to spiritual realm, you can choose at will on the spot, one is counted as one, as long as someone can defeat these spiritual realm martial artists under me and me, you are still qualified to negotiate today's matter." If no one can beat my men, then cooperate obediently. Remember, just because I don't want to kill right now doesn't mean I won't!"

The spiritual realm is not too much for the spiritual realm.

If the three major sects feel that it is a little unfair to the Shangzuo Lan Earth Yuan Realm, then among the three major sects, there are many strong people at the peak of the Spirit Realm, and they all have the Spirit King level.

Several Yuan Realm Venerables looked at each other, and they all felt extremely depressed in their hearts. Now the situation is already obvious, the other party is not coming to the Treasure Tree Sect alone at all.

Instead, they came to the three major sects.

Although they didn't know what Jiuyang Heavenly Sect was, it was obvious that they were not willing to condescend to others, bury the foundation of the sect, and invest in the purple light rudder to be the subordinates of the old monster chasing the sun.

This is a great shame for the three major sects. They would rather die in battle than join the command of the old monster chasing the sun.

For a time, the three sects formed a unified camp very tacitly.

However, looking at the momentum of the other party, he was obviously not worried about them forming an alliance, and it seemed that he had eaten them.

Yuan realm to Yuan realm, or spirit realm to spirit realm, whatever they choose.

Fight or succumb.

All that was left for them was these two principles.

If they succumb, it means that they will lose their sect inheritance and become a vassal of the old monster who chases the sun.

If you fight, once you lose, you will inevitably become a vassal.

It's just that in the martial arts world, it would be a coward to succumb without a fight. No matter how powerful and terrible the opponent is, only by fighting can we control our own destiny.

"Disciple Tang Hong, willing to fight!" Tang Hong couldn't bear it for a long time.

Tang Hong's huge body ran out of the formation with a bang, and grabbed a big stick in his hand, which was the keel of a vermilion-scaled salamander that Jiang Chen gave him.

Seeing this big stick, the old monster chasing the sun narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling quite familiar.

Tang Hong pointed at the stick: "Which of you is on?"

One of them, a gray-robed man with a star painted on his chest, sneered: "You are a good person, are you embarrassed? Get out!"

As he spoke, he walked up to the stage and smashed Tang Hong with a bang.

This person has the lowest status among all the Heavenly Sect envoys, and the weaker his strength. But the momentum of this punch also faintly contained the sound of wind and thunder, obviously the momentum was not weak, and it had reached the ninefold cultivation of the spiritual realm.

This punch, the momentum of the mountains and the sea, where can Tang Hong, a martial artist who has not entered the Heavenly Spirit Realm, withstand?

Suddenly, Tang Hong felt that his eyes were full of fist shadows, and all the space between his breaths was completely sealed by the other party.

"Not good!"

"Tang Hong, retreat!"

On the side of the Treasure Tree Sect, there were exclamations and warnings.

"Ha Luha, don't measure yourself!" the Ziyang Sect was sneering.

"This Tang Hong has a bad brain, just a martial artist in the Spirit Realm, he dares to come out and make a fool of himself!"

"This punch will definitely smash him half to death. ”

Tang Hong was in a hurry, slammed the long stick in his hand, exerted all his strength, and yelled: "Block me, block it!"

Rumble!

The big stick smashed out a powerful momentum, collided with the fist, a red light flashed, Tang Hong's body flew upside down abruptly, and he retreated more than a dozen steps before he stood firm.

"Huh?" The one-star gray-robed man seemed to be quite surprised, his punch, even if a person with eight or nine spiritual realms was eighty or nine, he might not be able to withstand it. This stupid man is in the spiritual realm, and he actually broke most of his fists with a stick, but he is a bit evil.

"Boy, count yourself lucky. This punch will kill you!"

Tang Hong's qi and blood were rolling, although he was not seriously injured, but after his body received this punch, his whole body strength could barely be lifted.

At this moment, Qianye Old Ancestor flicked his sleeve and swept away the power of the opponent's punch: "Admit defeat in this game." ”

The ancestor of Chiba now attaches great importance to Tang Hong, second only to Jiang Chen, so naturally Tang Hong is not allowed to have an accident. He also knew that Tang Hong was too far behind the other party in the cultivation realm. This battle has no need to fight at all.

The stick just now, Chiba Ancestor speculated, it was probably the help of this magical long stick that made Tang Hong lucky not to be seriously injured.

Zuo Lan smiled faintly: "I'll only give you nine rounds." I have three men here, and one of them has fought three times. In a battle of the same level, if any of you can win even one round, you are qualified to negotiate with me. If you can't win a game, it's waste. Waste must have the consciousness of waste, obediently obey, and be a vassal with peace of mind. If you are obsessed, I don't mind letting the three of you disappear from this world!"

Zuo Lan's domineering is different from the domineering of the old monster chasing the sun.

The domineering of the old monster chasing the sun is expressed in the way of saying cruel words, and it is often not very scaring at times.

And this Zuo Lan's domineering is a fusion of his own temperament, as if he was born with such domineering capital, which makes people have to palpitate.

Nine rounds, as long as you win one game, you are eligible to negotiate.

If you can't win a game, then the fate that awaits the three sects is for people to drive, become their vassals, and completely lose the inheritance and dignity of the sect.

I have to say that although the other party is domineering, he gave them a chance.

If they don't win a single game in nine games, then what right do they have to bargain?

(I haven't been in a very good state lately, and I wrote hundreds of words in the afternoon.) I always think about how to develop the plot to be the best. Let the old cow adjust slowly, the update time is difficult to determine, but it will still insist on three changes. ）