My Disciples Are All Villains - 1110. Chapter 1095 Which Onion Is The Lord Lu Is Again (3)

Emperor Zaihong of Daqing felt his body tremble slightly.

He saw these three masters with his own eyes. When they swept from the sky, he only used a cup of tea to abolish all the masters in the palace.

“Our time is limited, Your Majesty, give you ten breaths of time to consider.” The man looked straight at Emperor Zaihong.

Quiet for a moment.

Emperor Daqing gritted his teeth and said, “Okay, I…Answer…”

“and many more.”

A deep voice came from outside the hall, and the sound wave formed a tide that swept the entire palace.

When the Emperor Daqing heard this sound, he stood up excitedly, quickly walked down the steps, looked outside the hall, and said: “The Holy Lord has come, and the three can ask him. The Holy Lord is my brother to worship, if he agrees , I agreed.”

“Come just right.”

The three turned around and faced the outside of the palace.

Zhu Honggong put his hands behind his back. At first he was completely indifferent. When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the corpses on both sides and the smell of blood made him look serious and frowned.

He knew that there must be a master far above Liuye appeared.

The same is true for Lu Li.

Behind the two, there are hundreds of practitioners from Hongjiao.

Coming mightily.

Lu Li’s cultivation hasn’t recovered yet, and most of Hong Jiao’s masters are also Hundred Tribulation Dong Ming.

With such a swarm of rushes, the three white-robed practitioners came up with a word—the mob.

The middle-aged man headed by him already showed a smile, a triumphant smile.

The republic of Zhuhong and Lu Li walked in the forefront side by side, and when he stepped into the hall, the emperor of Daqing rushed up, where there is still a demeanor of the king of a country. Stepping forward, he took Zhu Honggong’s hand and said, “Brother Xian, you are finally here!”

For the first time, Zhu Hong was called Xiandi and got goose bumps all over his body.

“What happened? You called me in such a hurry, still using a commanding tone?”

“I can’t help it, you’ve seen it all the way…”

Zhu Hong looked at the three white-robed practitioners in the main hall. The three stood side by side and looked over.

The leading man said: “Are you the Holy Lord in the mouth of Emperor Daqing?”

“It’s me, what’s the matter?”

“Hundred Tribulation Caverns in a mere trivial area, the shelf is not small. The three of me are from Daming, and spent half a year crossing the endless sea. The cultivation base is a thousand realms whirling. However, based on your knowledge, you probably have never heard of a thousand realms whirling. “The man said.

Zhu Hong frowned and looked at Lu Li and said, “Old Lu, he insulted my IQ!”

Lu Li said, “Your IQ is not that high at first.”

“You are too uninteresting, even you run on me? Isn’t it just a thousand worlds whirling?” Zhu Hong said speechlessly.

“…”

The three men were slightly surprised, and suddenly felt that the fat man in front of him, who was respected as the Holy Lord, had some knowledge.

Lu Li walked over, glanced at the three of them, and said:

“Bai Lian?”

The three were even more surprised.

“Who are you?” said the white-robed man in the lead.

“Are you from the White Tower, or from the Great Underworld Dynasty?” Lu Li said.

As soon as these words came out, the three were horrified.

“Who are you anyway?” said the headed man.

Lu Li snorted and said:

“You are worthy to talk to me. Even if the White Tower trial comes, I dare not make trouble in front of me.”

The voice sank and continued: “I am ordered by Lord Shata to guard this place.”

“…”

The three looked at each other.

“Black Tower! You are from the Black Tower?”

As the saying goes, it’s not that the enemy doesn’t raise his head.

Neither of them knew that great changes had taken place in the Black and White Pagoda. Lu Li had been in Huanglian for a long time, and his cultivation had not fully recovered, so he could not contact the Black Pagoda. These three white-robed cultivators flew around in the endless sea. After flying for half a year, they came across here.

bass—-

The three drew their swords.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Lu Li frowned slightly, the Black Tower couldn’t hold them down?

Things are a little difficult.

“Since ancient times, black and white have not been incompatible. You are from the black tower, and that matter will be easy to handle.” The leading man said.

“Shut up all to me!”

Zhu Honggong suddenly raised his voice and walked over.

The three of them looked around, wondering what he was going to do.

The emperor of Daqing was confused and confused-all the characters could be understood, but the combination was totally unintelligible.

“Lao Lu belongs to the Black Tower, and I am not from the Black Tower.” Zhu Hong said.

“Who are you?” said the white-robed man.

“Speak out and scare you to death.”

The man in the white robe smiled.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the man in the white robe immediately released his palm.

The palm prints fly to all the hongkong like lightning.

Zhu Hong was shocked, raised his fists, and his gloves appeared.

Put your arms together.

boom!

The palm print disappeared.

The Zhuhongs stayed in place.

He looked at himself in disbelief and muttered, “I am so strong?!”

Lu Li said, “Your cultivation level has improved a lot. The palm that was just now is the palm of Thousand Realms.”

The white-robed man’s complexion sank.

They had regarded Lu Li and Zhu Hong as the two Great Thousand Realms.

“The black tower must die.” The white-robed man glanced at Lu Li.

At this time, a white robe practitioner next to him whispered: “There is a message.”

“No, wait for me to solve the immediate matter first.”

“But this is the third time…”

Zhu Hong laughed and said:

“Lao Tzu gave you time to move rescue soldiers, thinking that when Lao Tzu ruled Raptor Mountain, you were still playing in the mud.”

Lu Li whispered: “Isn’t it the Tiger Village?”

“I’ll ignore you anymore.” Zhu Hong rationalized his expression, thinking of Master’s appearance in his mind.

The man in the white robe was a little irritable.

Come to a corner, light the talisman paper.

Not long after, the white-robed man received the messenger paper.

He read the contents of the letter-passing talisman once, revealing incomprehensible color, and muttered: “How is it possible?”

“What does the letter say?” another white-robed cultivator said.

The leading man lit the talisman paper and turned around and said: “Evacuate Huanglian.”

“Boss, you’re not mistaken. If we finally found it, let’s withdraw?”

“The national teacher has an order and must not be disobeyed.” said the leading man.

Lu Li standing on the opposite side said:

“Gongsun Yuanxuan still has a bit of eye to see… I am Heita Luli, a descendant of the Lu family of Dayuan Metropolis. I will give you ten breaths of time and disappear from my eyes.”

Lu’s?

The white-robed man shook his head and said, “It’s really not because of you, so don’t be affectionate.”

Lu Li smiled without saying a word.

Everyone who fears the Lu Family speaks this way.

When the white-robed man thought of the order passed in the letter, he was a little upset and said, “I advise you to leave the Black Tower early. And you, fat man, this is already the site of the Devil Heaven Pavilion. No matter how much you and I fight. Meaning. If the national teacher had not ordered any killings, I would kill you.”

Lu Li was startled.

Zhu Honggong frowned slightly, and said in a harsh tone: “You say it again?”

“Fatty.”

“Next sentence.” Zhu Hong said again.

Land from:”……”

This sentence is enough to burn anger, Lao Zhu, can this be tolerated?

“This is already the site of the Demon Sky Pavilion.” The white-robed man said, “I am not afraid to tell you that now the Demon Sky Pavilion is famous for the Black and White Tower, and the Master Lu has designated Huanglian as a captive place. You and I should save it.”

Zhu Hong said, “I know the Motian Pavilion. Which onion is the Lord Lu?”

“You don’t know that Pavilion Master Lu is normal.”

Zhu Hong shook his head and said every word:

“Could it be that no one told you that the eighth disciple of Motian Pavilion is my fellow Zhuhong?”

The white-robed man was taken aback, shook his head and said, “I haven’t heard of it.”

“…”

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