The name of the rebellious ink snake is probably in the eastern part of the entire Western China, and it can be said that no one knows no one. In addition to his identity as a refining three-dimensional tribe, his cultivation has also reached the middle of Yuan Tianjing. With the ink snake under his seat, even many monks in the late Yuantian world can’t compared to!

What is even more terrifying is that the character of this ink snake is cruel and bloodthirsty. If it falls into his hands, even the children of the big tribes will not hesitate to kill them. The cruelty of their means is to make them This land has a huge fierce name.

Broken West Gorge, Ghost Gate off!

This sentence alone is already a description of the horror of the ink snake! What makes the Zama tribes desperate is that there is also a majestic of this.

Although Matthew's cultivation is only the beginning of Yuan Tianjing, he is the head of a family. He is always in this desert. His means can be said to be endless, no more than the ink snake!

In terms of the strength of the Zar tribe, even when the patriarch was alive, there was no chance of winning the two at the same time, let alone the situation of isolation and helplessness.

For a time, a desperate mood spread rapidly in the hearts of the Zama tribes. Even if it was the strong Zar Qing, the face was also powerless. Especially under the attack of Nato Torre, Zar Qing was even determined to die.

But when the Tulong was about to be close to the two mothers of Zarqing, they suddenly turned into wild sands and scattered around the heavens and the earth. From the scattered yellow sand, a tall figure slowly walked out. When the eyes swept over the crowd, they showed a clear and determined face, and it was Luo Yang!

"Is that guy?! Did he save his wife and the patriarch?"

"How is it possible! Matori is a monk of Yuantianjing..."

"Even if he just shot him, I am afraid that it has already used all the strength. Our Zar tribe is really going to die here today..."

Looking at Luo Yang's figure, the Zar tribes around him were shocked. Even though they shook their heads, their faces showed disappointment and bleak look.

For the voices of the Zal tribes, Luo Yang naturally heard it clearly, but did not pay attention to it, turned to look at Zarqing and Zaltai behind him.

"Are you all right?" Luo Yang looked as usual, asking for a calm opening.

"We are fine, just thank you... Luo Daoyou, this is the thing of our Zar tribe. You still leave this place earlier." Zalqing’s look revealed hesitation, but he still shook his head and said.

In her opinion, even if Luo Yang really hides the cultivation, it is only a monk of Yuan Tianjing. It is impossible to deal with both the ink snake and the Matoly. So she will be so open, not willing to involve Luo Yang in this matter.

After listening to Zalqing’s words, Luo Yang’s face flashed a glimpse of an unexpected look. After shaking his head and shaking his head, he was about to open his mouth. In the air, the high priest who had been fighting with the ink snake had already It was shot down to the ground.

boom!

The shape of the high priest is heavily smashed in the dust, and the old face is more aging, as if it took a few decades between the Shouyuan, and even the body is dead.

"I didn't think that there is still a big living man in Danyang. If you kidnapped, I don't bother to kill you. Since you have chosen to stand up, you must be acquainted with the funeral." ""

After defeating the high priest, the eyes of the ink snake swiftly swept through Luo Yang's body, and when the cold eyes in the eyes flashed, the tone said quietly.

"Mato patriarch, except for the little hen, all these people can be slaughtered?" The ink snake's face showed a bloodthirsty smile, and asked with a sneer.

What he didn't think of was that Matato was as if he didn't hear him. He looked at Luo Yang with a look, and the whole person seemed to be stupid.

In fact, not only the ink snake did not think of it, even the people of the Zar tribes looked at Matoly with doubts and wondered what he was doing.

For the eyes of everyone's doubts, Matori had no time to pay attention to it. In the moment when he saw Luo Yang appear, his mind was already ringing like a thunder, and the roar of his voice filled his head.

Unlike the ink snake squatting in this broken Xixia, he is the patriarch of the Mato tribe. He travels to the West China and the Taoist area all the year round. Many news about the territory outside the Tao is also clear. Naturally, I have heard of it. Luo Yang’s name.

Especially a month ago, he also went to the 100,000 mountains outside the Hundred Robbers. He and the good people watched the whole process of Luoyang’s ancestors. Luo Yang’s figure of the five-and-a-half-step ancestral monks It has already been branded in his mind. At this moment, it is recognized, and the whole person is like a lightning strike!

As soon as he thought of the various deeds of Luo Yang in the territory of the Tao, Mato Lie seemed to have half the blood in his body. His face was like a gray, and his body was constantly shaking. Looking at Luo Yang’s eyes, he revealed an unprecedented shock. fear!

Looking at Martial's deputy to see the ghost, the whole world was caught in a strange death, all people's faces were revealed with a suspicious color, even if standing behind Royan's Zalqing There is also a doubtful color in the eyes.

"Is it because of him..."

Zalqing’s gaze looked at Luo Yang, but he shook his head and shook his head. When he was so funny about his own thoughts, the tortoise that was in the same place was also returned to God, not waiting for the ink snake to continue. Opening, it is directly praying in front of Luo Yang.

"The wild people don't know the number of gifts, they rushed to the Supreme, and please the Supreme Lord for your life!!"

Matthew’s voice was trembling, full of fear, without any sham, even the people around him could clearly hear that the deep fear in the voice of Matori was like an ant, praying Supreme forgiveness!

Looking at the scene of this strangeness to the extreme, everyone was shocked and looked at the Matori, who was kneeling on the ground, with an unprecedented incredible!

In particular, the people of the Nazar tribe are even more roaring in their heads. They really can't believe it. What kind of horror is Luoyang, who looks so ordinary, can actually make Matthew such a Yuantian monk It is the length of a family, and worships at his feet to pray for forgiveness.

Even the ink snake, which has always been lawless, is also a tremor at the moment, and there is a deep shock in the look.

For a time, everyone’s minds are inextricably linked to a doubt.

"This person... Who is it?!"