Although the long ascending immortal level was a leader-level holy association, there were many Tianshu Sect Master, the king of the country, half-immortals, saints, and emperors. For a moment, many people looked at each other and their ears were raised.

It smells of gunpowder!!

"Then you are the palace lord of Fanlong Palace, Hua Dongming?" Zhu Minglang asked back.

"Of course... not." The man in a long golden and red dress shook his long sleeves back and raised his chest slightly and said, "I am the palace master sitting down, Zhong Xian's great guardian, our sect master is thinking that you and him are also from the same school. Let me give you a few words to you and let you take care of yourself. Please give me a good listen..."

The man in the long-clad golden red clothes had not yet spoken. Zhu Minglang raised his kick and kicked the man who was half facing away from the temple's immortal stairs!

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!!!!"

The man in a long golden and red dress rolled on the lengthy white jade stairs, and with the help of Nuwa Dragon Zhu Minglang, he exerted a heavy force on him, making him roll faster!

"Bang!!!!"

The great guardian Zhong Xian rolled to the bottom, got up with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He climbed up, pointed at Zhu Minglang at the height of the place, and shouted in anger: "Bold and arrogant, I will talk to you well, you have committed murder in the daytime. Isn't this the god of the temple's Xuan Ge seriously? Didn't I take my Shenhua Qiu seriously?!"

"A eunuch who passes the message dares to show off his power in front of my sect leader. Since you like to pass on messages to Dongming, then tell him that those who deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors like him should hide it with their tails begging for mercy everywhere. He dares to sway in front of me like you. I will take down his head and take it back to worship my old sect leader of Loulong Sect!" Zhu Minglang pointed to the eunuch who passed the message and said.

Li Wangshan and Qin and the two sect leaders who came with Zhu Minglang were so straightened!

Brother Zhu turns out that he has such a bad temper??

This is in front of the Xuange Temple. To put it simply, the Xuange God may be watching the people coming somewhere. Xuange has always advocated peace and does not take the initiative to cause trouble. Zhu Minglang is really tough to hit people under the eyes of other gods like this.

Yang Bing glanced at Zhu Minglang, but didn't think there was anything strange about it.

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Zhu Minglang is even more rampant at Longmen. Those little gods and gods who were rumored by the Dragon Ghost Sorrow, probably he is the one who is rumored by the ghosts.

"You... you are arrogant, you... you are ignorant, Saint, Saint, you must make the decision on this matter. As the great guardian of the Fanlong Palace, I will temporarily come to participate in the meeting before the Holy Meeting on behalf of our palace master. This person commits murder on the steps of the temple. Shouldn't he bring him to justice?" Zhong Xian himself did not dare to attack Zhu Minglang, but he began to use the Xuange who presided over the meeting to put pressure on Zhu Minglang.

On the Immortal Step, there was indeed a man wearing the helmet of the War Lord. He put his hands on the hilt of the heavy sword. The heavy sword pressed on the white jade. The entire Immortal Step seemed to be overwhelmed.

He took a step and his body made a "clang" sound of metal collision.

"This sect master, please be cautious in your words and actions. No one is allowed to use force in the Xuange Temple here." The Saint of War warned Zhu Minglang.

"What's the grudge between my Loulong Sect and Fanlong Palace? To put it bluntly, their Fanlong Palace is a small branch of our Loulong Sect. The members of their entire Fanlong Palace are all subordinates of the sect leader. Is my son and son of my rebellious disciple who will teach me a lesson and I will be your turn to take care of you?" Zhu Minglang turned around and asked back.

The War Saint frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Zhu Minglang's words.

But in terms of words, Zhu Minglang said nothing wrong. Fanlong Palace was indeed part of the Loulong Sect before, and the traitors split.

"No one is allowed to use force. This time it is just a warning. I will expel you next time." Zhan Shengzun did not worry about the grudge issue, but reiterated it.

"Haha, you, a little general who guards the Kingdom of God, actually said the words to expel this crazy god. Are you worthy of it?" At this time, the little war god Yang Bing had already walked up, and he stood proudly in front of the War Saint Lord.

After drinking for a few days, Yang Bing and Zhu Minglang had already let go of their past grudges. At the critical moment, they even stood up to support Zhu Minglang. Zhu Minglang was a little surprised.

"Since my God has allowed me to maintain order here, I have the right to suppress all uneasiness." said the Saint of War of God.

"Brother Zhu, even if you beat that guy up, I will stare at this person. If he dares to touch you, I will beat him up and go all the way!" Yang Bing was also an unreasonable person, and he said in a threatening tone.

Zhu Minglang nodded, he walked down the steps, raised his hand and slapped the eunuch Zhong Xian!

"Bao!!!Bao!!!"

Each slap was very strong, and the teeth of the eunuch Zhong Xian were knocked away several times.

The great guardians of Fanlong Palace were all stupid. He didn't know why he could not use any divine power, and his body was as heavy as if it had been petrified. It was obviously a very ordinary method, but he had no power to fight back!

"Come!"

The War Saint seemed to have been greatly insulted and suddenly shouted loudly.

Suddenly, a hundred people wearing thick battle armor appeared on the entire Immortal Step. They were fully armed, with golden helmets and holy armor, holding extremely heavy battle swords!

Faced with this situation, Zhu Minglang completely ignored it and beat him up. While beating, he scolded him, "Rebellious disciple, Rebellious disciple!"

"Get back!" Suddenly, a man came in a colorful robe and scolded all the sword warriors who appeared.

The heavy sword warriors retreated one after another, but the War Saint Lord's face looked extremely ugly!

This little sect leader was too arrogant. He beat people in front of the temple and kept bleeding. So many people stood up to support him.

Song Shenhou walked over quickly, with a peaceful smile on his face and said to the Saint Lord: "Saint Lord, then Zhong Xian, that's not the invitation to our leader's Holy Association, but just a follower. He is not qualified to attend this meeting. Besides, this is indeed a private matter of the other sect, so we don't need to get involved. Of course, they are really unreasonable to fight in front of our temple... Sect Master, turn left and there is a martial arts temple. Can it be convenient to bring people there and beat them? My God doesn't like seeing blood on this grand day."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Zhu Minglang saw that it was Song Shenhou, so he nodded.

...

After a while of beating, he beat the person half-invasive, and there is no need to kill him. The main thing is that someone has to pass on the message.

Zhu Minglang tidied up his sleeves and stepped onto the white jade ascending immortal steps again. When he saw several temple girls wiping the dirty steps just now, Zhu Minglang felt guilty and continued to walk to the high hall.

Everyone else looked at Zhu Minglang like a madman, but the look of staying away from him.

Too crazy!!

Xuan Ge Shen beat the person under his nose. Forget it, he continued to attend the meeting just like no one was fine.

Is this Loulong Palace that even the righteous god dared to beat him back then?

It's worthy of its reputation!!

The other people who came out of Loulong Palace, except for the licking dogs who became Hua Qiu, have more or less the potential for blasphemy.

...

When he entered the previous meeting, Zhu Minglang saw that everyone's seats were strictly arranged.

The righteous god sat in the high seat, the god-level middle seat, and the leader of the god-lower organization sat in the low seat, the sect, the king of the country, the sanctum, the sanctum... sat in the hall seat.

This is also considered a god's lesson, although many of them are false gods, muddler gods, clinging gods...

Zhu Minglang saw Song Shenhou, and he sat in a very high position.

The Sect Master Li Wangshan, who came with him, was not a small sect. Even in the hall, they were in the front row. They were not very lustful and wine-loving, and they were also highly savvy and well-known figures in Tianshu.

Zhu Minglang's location was awkward, probably because he was about to decline, so his location was almost close to outside the door.

Looking back from him, you can see the Zhan Saint with a black face.

Loulong Palace used to sit in the middle seat, but now it's about to leave outside the hall...

"Uncle Master, is it?" A man with little eyes and looks unfavorable came over and said politely to Zhu Minglang.

"Are you?" Zhu Minglang did not recognize this person at all.

"Hehe, since my uncle took over as the sect leader of the Loulong Sect, I should have a portrait of my sect. I am from the Hidden Dragon Palace. Master is too stubborn. He would rather not be left with one person in the Loulong Palace than to guard it. We disciples have no choice but to set up a sect. Of course, I am different from those of Huadongming who deceived and destroyed ancestors. My heart is still on our Loulong Palace. I was fortunate to see my uncle's boxing and palm techniques in front of the steps, which is exactly the same as Master. I admire him, admire him!" said a man who claims to be the lord of the Hidden Dragon Palace.

"Oh oh oh, Zanglong Palace, I have heard of it, it is also a branch of Loulong Palace. San is full of stars, but this sect is in a mess." Zhu Minglang said.

Zhu Minglang initially thought Loulong Palace was really a down-and-out sect. There was a little story, but that was it.

As a result, Zhu Minglang recently discovered that Loulong Palace was indeed very glorious many years ago, because it was not only a traitor Huadongming who became a big shot, but some other disciples of Loulong Palace have also been doing well over the years. They have set up their own sects and are not weak in strength.

"The master has a stubborn temper and is not suitable for the development of the sect, but the master is indeed an admirable teacher. He has brought many disciples like us. However, there are only two people in person, one is the Ming Dynasty in Huadong and the other is you." said the palace master of the Tibetan Dragon Palace.

After chatting for a few words, Zhu Minglang couldn't tell whether the palace lord of the Tibetan Dragon Palace was a reliable person. After all, anyone would say flattering words.

However, the palace master who was separated was sitting in many places than Zhu Minglang before.

However, the palace master of the Tibetan Dragon Palace stunted some questions about whether Fan Guangzhong had left anything.
Chapter completed!