"Nanyang is the Lord but it does not matter."

"Let the Lord please talk, I am waiting to listen."

Everyone was swaying at Nanyangze, and their hearts were evoked interest. The Nanyang Temple was not much moved among the 100,000 mountains. The people who can make this identity of Nanyang Shaozhu personally conveyed very few things.

"After half a month, it is the three-year Nanchang Conference. Today, all parties are in power. I am sincerely inviting you to participate in the Nanyang Temple. It is still the old rules. The Nanyang Temple is waiting for you in Yancheng." Nanyang Zeqing Lang's voice was introduced. In the ears of everyone.

The people on the scene heard that they were all a glimpse. They did not expect that Nanyang Ze said this thing!

In the land of Nanchang, the most powerful nature is the super-power Nanyang Temple. This old rule...is nothing more than a match between the two, although these families are called the Ziyun mainland, but they fight with the Nanyang Temple. !

Hey!

When the people hesitated, the sky once again dropped a figure, and the last strong man who had previously left the situation.

The Zhuang Han’s faceless expression went to Nanyang Ze and whispered a few words. Nanyang Ze nodded gently and handed it to the crowd: “There are still some things to be dealt with in the Zongmen. Let’s go ahead and let us go.”

After that, Nanyang Ze’s entourage made a look, and the woman immediately noticed, and the five golden red phoenixes whistled in the distance, and the five fiery red birds flew into the air with their wings. Carrying Nanyangze and others to fly to the mountains.

In the valley, leaving a faceless helpless people, originally came out to find the baby, did not expect the baby did not find, but took a difficult job.

"Hey! There is nothing good about this. Everyone is scattered. Go back and count the elites and prepare for the Nanchang Conference." A middle-aged man in the crowd sighed and talked, and he was extremely reluctant to participate in the Nanchang Conference.

Others are also gloomy, some are embarrassed, some silently leave, and few people stay in this place for a long time.

The three people of Bud looked at the direction of the five people who left Nanyangze. The twin-eyed eyes flashed a faint gaze in the eyes of the bell. Suddenly, the old man whispered to the side: "I remember that the Nanyang Temple is in the southwest. Nanyangze’s departure is not to Zongmen?”

"Well? Indeed, the mountain he went to is the entrance to the 100,000 mountains, not the temple of Nanyang, you should not..." The old man who was called the uncle of Bud was suddenly surprised, thinking that Bard would go to track, Nanyang Ze is now a land of peace! Take the strength of the three of them...

"Nothing, curiosity, there is nothing here, let's go back and report to my father." Bud looked at the blackened stones around him, leaving some doubts between the thick eyebrows.

I don't know why, Bud always felt that there is a familiar feeling here.

Maybe it’s an illusion...

Bard sighed in the heart, and took off with two old men, flying to the direction of the Dragon Valley.

The 100,000 mountains are a labyrinth for the outsiders. However, for the Zongmen, which exists here, the terrain in this mountain is like the backyard of the house. Apart from a few special forbidden places, the other places are well-known.

Hundreds of miles away, another valley.

At this time, the sky was already dawning, and a white fish was white in the east. The green leaves of the grass dripped down the dew, and some insects began to feed.

Five people from Nanyangze fell from the sky, and the hot wind from the Jinyang Red Yang dynasty immediately evaporated the valley dew, and even the water on the dozens of bodies was lost.