Nansheng Mountain, in the main hall in the clouds.

Qiankun, Jianzhongjun and Leilong gathered together, but the only one who did not see the true Lord of Changri.

The three of them looked bad, and the thunder dragon's expression was particularly bad. This old guy was back, not for anything else, just to catch up with the opening of the land where the land of the fall of the ancestor of the people was this time.

"The little Taixi Mountain actually gathered eight ancestors, which is amazing!"

Lei Long snorted coldly.

When Qiankun and Jian Zhongjun heard this, they exchanged glances, and both saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Although Thunder Dragon is not a good temper, he never speaks so sarcasticly, and he is vaguely filled with hatred.

Both of them are from the world. Since Lei Long came back, he saw him, he realized that his temperament had changed drastically, and his evil spirits were so gloomy.

After several indirect attacks, Lei Long refused to say anything. As for coming here today, of course, it was not to talk about this matter.

"It's okay for Fang Junmei and the others, but Hai Fangge and the other three have been without showing off for so many years. It makes people feel that they are just ordinary geniuses. Who would have thought that they were already at the level of the ancestor of human beings when they were born again? Could it be that I was also misleading?"

The Sword Jun sighed.

He has a good relationship with Fang Junmei and others.

Qiankun's eyes were unfathomable. After hearing this, he said lightly: "What makes me curious most is the best innate spiritual treasure they snatched from?"

No one can answer.

In the eyes of Thunder Dragon, the depressed and angry flashed by.

"What is even more curious is why they all returned to Taixi Mountain at this time? I heard that tens of thousands of years ago, Senior Feng Yao had visited their mountain."

The sword Jun said again, his eyes were already a little deeper, and his extremely handsome face began to sink.

Qiankun glanced at him and said, "Do you suspect they are coming to compete for the entry quota for the land where the people's ancestors fell?"

"Brother Dao should think so, right?"

The Sword Jun smiled bitterly.

Other people's achievements are ultimately the achievements of others. If you lose the opportunity, no one will be happy.

Qiankun's eyes became deeper without saying a word.

At this moment, Lei Long said angrily: "Although they came from the Four Saints, they do not belong to our Four Saints Alliance. Even Brother Feng Yao cannot force us to give up the quota for them!"

He said again: "Besides, I have been working on the Four Saints Alliance for so many years to help him fight against local monks. Is it because a group of juniors have come up now that we are going to give up all of us?"

When the two of Jian Zhongjun heard this, their expressions were not good-looking.

The thunder dragon's breath fluctuates, and the fierce and impatient light flashes in its eyes.

Qiankun glanced at him and said, "This matter has not yet been concluded. Lei Long, don't rush to get into the slightest straits. Besides, even if Brother Feng Yao intends to give them a few places, as long as we firmly disagree, there is still room for revenge for this matter."

When Lei Long heard this, he snorted coldly again without refuting.

Jun Youyou said in the sword: "Although there is room for you, I'm afraid we have to fight for it ourselves."

When Qiankun and Lei Long heard this, they immediately understood what he meant.

As an old two-step ancestor, Qiankun clan, one of Feng Yao's most valued cultivators, needs no need to say much about his strength, and after hearing this, his face was normal.

But the Thunder Dragon was ashamed.
Chapter completed!