"This son has already come out, which poses a huge threat to my clan. Now he has banished the clan even more."

The talking patriarch of the Xia clan looked at the patriarch of the Su clan and said, "So now I have to join forces to kill him."

"That said, even Wu Daolin died in his hands, and more than a hundred sacred monks of the Wu clan were unable to kill him. If we only wanted to kill him with the number of clan superiors, it would not Reality." said the patriarch of the Dong clan.

The patriarch of the Fu clan spoke at this time: "If this is the case, then we can only ask the seniors of the town clan to kill. But Chen Ze has the strength to kill Wu Daolin, if he wants to escape, I am afraid that one or two people will be There is no way to stop it."

"So the eight clans of ours must join forces, and at least each family must send a town clan-level powerhouse to take action." The Xia clan chief said.

Some tribes made it difficult when the words came out. Except for the Wu clan, the remaining eight clans will have town clan-level powerhouses, but whether they are capable of fighting is unclear. Just like the Su clan, their town clan-level elders are sealed for long sleep, and they can't even practice.

Before the family failed to appear as a successor, every shot was risking a huge life.

"I'm afraid it's difficult." The patriarch of the Su clan said: "You all know that the senior of my Su clan is 50,000 years old, and he is struggling at this time. If he can't make a move, he will not make a move. Play a deterrent effect. I believe that most of the strong in other clans are like this."

Everyone couldn't help being silent after hearing what he said. Today's Nine Clans are old, there is only one Chen Ze, and they can't send a master to stop them.

Seeing everyone's silence, the patriarch said: "It's better to send out invitations and have a talk with Chen Zexiang. See what his purpose is. If you really want to develop your own power, we might not help him. Anyway, the current Wu The name of the clan survives."

"Yes, that's it. After all, what everyone is looking for is nothing more than an interest. If what Chen Ze wants is just a Dao realm to cultivate, we can help him."

"I agree too!" said the patriarch of the Dong clan.

"agree!"

...

In this discussion, the Wu clan did come, but he was a young person who didn’t know how many generations he was. He hadn’t even sat in the clan as a steward, and was forced by the Su clan to become the patriarch of the Wu clan.

Seeing that my family was ignored by others, it was helpless to exchange for benefits.

"Well, since everyone agrees, then we will use our own means to post to Chen Ze and invite him to discuss with him in Longhua Mountain!"

The patriarch of the Su clan then left here, but he did not reverse the Dao domain of the Su clan, but flew to another place.

Chen Ze, right here.

He landed, and Chen Ze sat by the lake to fish.

"You are very leisurely," said the patriarch of the Su clan.

"You'll be able to keep me busy right away, won't you?" Chen Ze's hands were terrifyingly steady, as if they hadn't changed forever.

"I like the way you want to kill me but don't dare to do it."

boom!

Chen Ze rolled out his cultivation base together, and flew him upside down in shock. A Nine Dao Sage retreated, Chen Ze's hand holding the fishing rod remained motionless.

"If you have something to say, let's get out of here."

The patriarch of the Su clan was shocked to vomit blood, but he laughed comfortably: "Chen Ze, the more you are like this, the happier I am. Haha..."

Chen Ze didn't respond to him anymore, as if he was fishing as a sculpture.

The patriarch of the Su clan asked himself to be uninterested, and said: "Next, the eight clans will send out invitations to you and make peace with you."

"I killed so many of them, and I am still willing to make peace with me. This **** benefit can make people think of blood hatred so lightly." Chen Ze sneered.

"Monk, you have a life span of tens of thousands of years, and so many relatives have died. If it is not driven by profit, there are no clans." The patriarch of the Su clan said: "Chen Ze, I want you to participate in the discussion."

"Kill them all?" Chen Ze asked.

The old Su clan nodded: "Yes, kill them all. Only in this way can they feel that you must kill, and they will be willing to shoot the town clan-level powerhouse."

Chen Ze turned his head and looked at him: "You are in such a hurry to mess up the Jiu Clan and it won't do any good to the Su Clan. What is your purpose?"

The head of the Su clan had a calm expression: "You will never know this."

"That depends on whether the strong town clan of the Nine Clans has the ability to kill me." Chen Ze said.

"Among the Nine Clans, there are venerable weapons, which are controlled by masters of the town clan level, and your combat power is a lot higher. You are bound to die. Haha..."

The patriarch of the Su clan laughed and left, and Chen Ze's hand holding the fishing rod remained steady, indicating that his mood had not been disturbed from beginning to end.

"You are so cruel, you are definitely not someone who can be restrained by a disciple. What purpose do you have?"

On one side, Wu Xuan squinted slightly.

"I'm greedy for their bodies." Chen Ze said straightforwardly.

Wu Xuan sniffed coldly, she would never believe Chen Ze's rhetoric. She couldn't see what desire Chen Ze had, let alone male style.

This absurd reason is really bad.

Wu Xuan's reaction left Chen Ze speechless. He was telling the truth. He really greets those people's bodies, as well as the energy of cultivation.

Luo Zhen hid in a dark corner, his eyes could see a corner of the future, but also a piece of cause and effect.

But Chen Ze couldn't see clearly, he only felt that this man's luck was dazzling, and the future was immeasurable.

Moreover, he saw that this trip to Longhua Mountain was not Chen Ze's death, but rather a leap to the summit.

"He agreed?" The crowd gathered again, and the Fu clan chief asked.

The patriarch of the Xia clan said: "Naturally. You can still believe the methods of my Xia clan. Chen Ze has agreed to meet him in Longhua Mountain three days later. Moreover, only talk to the eight of our patriarchs."

"Okay, let's talk to him!" The Fu clan chief said: "The old man went to meet this young talent in person."

Chen Ze is now more than a thousand years old, but in the eyes of these people, he is really a junior.

On this day, the atmosphere around Longhua Mountain was steaming, and the entire Triple Heaven cultivator was paying attention here.

More people are watching from afar, wanting to see how the man who has been disturbing the situation in the third heaven with his own power is really good.

Chen Ze was clad in a mysterious clothes, stepped into the void, and landed on Longhua Mountain without hesitation. When he came alone, he didn't care what kind of nets the Nine Clans laid out here.

"Chen Ze, I have heard about your style a long time ago, and I saw it today with extraordinary momentum, young and promising." said the Xia clan chief.

Chen Ze glanced at them and said, "I didn't want to talk to me. What to talk about, let's talk about it."

"Chen Ze, we are looking for you, so we naturally want to talk about the situation of the Sanzhongtian. With your current cultivation base, you are already qualified to propose plans and ideas for the Sanzhongtian." said the Patriarch of the Dong clan.

"You want to talk to me about the situation in Sanchong, are you qualified?" Chen Ze's eyes were cold.

"Chen Ze, you don't want to be rampant, I don't want the triple heavens to disrupt the world, and the world will be charcoal. Otherwise, once the masters of my various races, towns and clan masters, you will undoubtedly die!" The clan chief of the Dang clan shouted.

boom!

Chen Ze punched out, and the blood was magnificent, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became dignified.