"Luo."

The main hall master of the hunting monster and the main hall master of Asura yelled anxiously.

The sword sound in the air stopped abruptly.

The aura on Senior Luo's body also stopped.

Chang Ming Gu Jun saw this and he was relieved.

However, Senior Luo's eyes were still indifferent, "The old man just wanted to ask, when is the Basong people so unruly?"

"When is a great elder of the sect and an eighth layer of the sect of the monarchy, is it enough to ask us the head of the eight halls?"

"If you don't know the rules, the old man will teach you what the rules are."

Chang Ming Gu Jun heard this, his face changed again, "This is also called a personal grievance?"

With that said, Chang Ming Gujun still retreated.

For a long while.

The master of the ancient realm came from the sky.

Gu Jingzong and his party had been waiting in the distance long ago.

"Venerable Luo." As usual, the Sect Master of the Ancient Realm had a vast aura, holding his hands and looking down high.

"You should be clear about the meaning of my eight cases."

"Do we really want us to break into this fortress?"

"Hmph, this fortress made from hidden means is just a joke in the eyes of our eight combat powers."

Senior Luo's eyes were cold, "Gu Xiaoer, you can try."

"You..." The Ancient Realm Sect Master narrowed his eyes.

The main hall master of Asura sneered, "The ancient sect master really thought that the surname Luo would be as good as the old man when he stepped on your ancient realm sect?"

The master of the Asura Palace shook his tone, "When the surname Luo and the Yaolong ancestor were called brothers and sisters, I didn't see you eight sects being hard."

"I want to scare him with these few sentences today?"

The Sect Master of the Ancient Realm looked ugly at once, "The sky is about to change, but your Eight Palaces have to start a civil war with our eight sects, damaging the combat power of the human warriors?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall sneered, "Do you represent the Eight Sects of the Ancient Realm Sect?"

"Dare you say this in front of the sect masters?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall looked into the distance, "The old man seems to have seen you Ancient Realm Sect, Qiong Yuzong and Jinhuo Sect."

"The remaining five cases have not yet been seen."

The ancient realm sect master said proudly, "Eight things are complicated, and this time the disaster is unpredictable. My eight sects are ready to come."

"Either you don't come, if you come, the solution to the disaster will change."

The demon-hunting main hall master took a few steps forward and looked straight at the ancient realm sect master, "then there is no need to say more."

"Wait until the eight cases come together."

The main hall master of the hunting demon looked at the Oriental Kurple not far away, "Old Eastern Patriarch, please let the elites of the Eastern Family speed up and strengthen the fortress."

"The number of formations is doubled."

"You..." The ancient realm sect master's face changed instantly.

While talking about letting the eight sects come together, they ordered people to strengthen the fortress and add formations. When the eight sects come together, how strong should this eastern fortress be?

...

A few days later.

From the Eastern Family Land to the demon realm defense line, the vast area is already a huge fortress with tight defense.

The formations are densely covered with elites guarding them.

After half a month, the fortress of Dongfang's family was far stronger than the former stronghold of the southern fortress.

Of course, the price is a large amount of refining material consumption.

It also consumes a lot of spiritual stones and veins.

In the distance, there is already a black press, that is the gathering of eight martial artists.

Swish...wish...wish...wish...

Several figures flickered and arrived.

Several silhouettes, the breath radiating from their bodies far surpassed that of the ancient monarchs.

"Master Hall Masters." An old man, arched his hands first.

"I'm waiting for the Eight Sects of Martial Artists to come to change the disaster."

"From the sect master, down to the elders and deacons, and elite disciples, all come here."

"The number of each case is no less than 100,000."

"This time I am puzzled by the scourge of the sky, my eight cases will fight to the death here."

"In the past half month, the branch of the Dongfang family of Lao and the masters of the main hall have helped build this strong fortress."

"The old man thanked you all for Basong. I will keep you in mind for your achievements."

"Tsk tusk." The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Palace sneered, "It sounds good."

"We help you build a fortress?"

"Let's pull it down, right and wrong, and what is the achievement, I have my own conclusions about the lives of the mainland, and I won't bother you to remember the eight cases."

"I put the words of the old man here. If you eight warriors dare to step into the fortress, I will treat it as an offense."

"You..." The old man's face was instantly ugly.

"Keeping the East." Another old man said, "Did you forget your identity?"

"How dare you join the Eight Halls, according to our Dongfang family?"

"Do you want to count and forget your ancestors?"

The old man fell off with a loud voice, and the entire Dongfang Family Fortress was shaking violently.

The eight chief hall masters instantly grumbled, and squinted their eyes.

There was a wave of waves in Senior Luo's indifferent eyes, "The East is too high, the East Hongyuan."

Hearing this, the old man only glanced at Senior Luo, but he didn't even look at each other, "Venerable Luo? There is no place for you to speak."

Senior Luo grinned with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "You, an old monster, never appeared in the entire ancient years."

"The deity only thought that you were only dead. If you appeared today, could it be a corpse?"

If Xiao Yi were here, he would be shocked.

Not surprised by the strength of this Eastern Taishang.

Rather, he was surprised that Senior Luo, who had always been indifferent, showed this kind of grinning gesture.

This proves that the Eastern Supreme Master Luo's heart is definitely not an ordinary person.

It's not that the two of them have friendship, but it's very possible that in those distant years, this was an existence that even Senior Luo had to look up to.

At this moment, the eight main hall masters all looked towards the east.

Dongfang Kuanglan raised his head and glanced at the old man, only to salute, "Too great, did Patriarch not come?"

Yes, Dongfangjia is one of the eight ancient sects.

The one at the western end is just a branch.

The former Western Orientalist was a category of influence into the world.

In the past ranking of the hidden powers, the Holy Moon Sect was hailed as the top of the hidden world, while the Eastern Families in the west ranked second only.

In fact, the Holy Moon Sect is one of the eight sects, although it has declined.

The Western Oriental Family is a branch of the Eight Eastern Family.

Hundreds of hidden families have their own origins and stories.

The old man's face was indifferent, "The East is raging, you have not answered what the old man said."

"Uh, this..." Dongfang Kuanglan has always been stiff, but now, his face is obviously bitter and hesitant.

"Cough cough." At this moment, the Master Palace Master Shura pretended to cough twice.

Suddenly, the eastern turmoil turned his face straight, "Too great, now the disaster is imminent, and it will be a disaster for the entire continent."

"Shu Kuanglan has to be cautious. Now this fortress is guarding the entrance to the Middle Territory.

"My ancestor's motto of the Eastern family is to eliminate all evil in the world, and only the world will become clear."

"This time, I hope I am too sorry."

"You..." The old man's tone was stagnant, "Is it too much to use ancestral training to suppress this?"

The East Rush is never a general.

As the old Patriarch of the Dongfang Family who has guarded the demon realm defense line for many years and has repeatedly turned the tide, he is far more powerful than this Dongfang Taibai who has been retreating all year round.

The old man squinted his eyes, "That's not it?"

"You have to refuse us eight cases?"

The head of the demon hunter sneered, "It's just to reject you."

"You can fly over the fortress and garrison in front or on the side of the battle line."

"If you are interested, why have to stay in the fortress area?"

"A word." The master of the Demon Hunting Hall said in a solemn tone, "The Hallmaster Xiao Yi has an order. Without his permission, the Eight Sects cannot enter the defense line fortress for half a step."

The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall chuckled, "Too Shang, you should go and ask for a permission first."

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