Many people were very disgusted with Gong Lanyan's proposal and were very annoyed.

If Gong Lanyan hadn't said this, everyone would have been doing well.

Now that she has brought it up, those who are unwilling to be forced to express their opinions.

Once you express your opposition, if you don’t say anything else, you will at least offend Xuandao Sect!

The four old guys of Xuandao Sect now have a little bad look at them!

And when this matter reaches Shen Lang's ears again, even if Shen Lang doesn't speak, he will have ideas about them in his heart!

If these words reached Shen Lang's ears, I still don't know what Shen Lang would think and how to treat them!

Isn't this a matter of nothing to find trouble?

This old woman Gong Lanyan is really harmful to others!

There are many opposing people, at least half of them.

Among them, Wen Moxin, the ancestor of the Mahayana sect, opposed the most fiercely.

Among the five sects, the people of the Mahayana sect were slightly marginalized, and their relationship with Shen Lang was obviously not as good as those of the other sects.

Although Wen Moxin admires Shen Lang, she also respects Shen Lang and is grateful to Shen Lang.

But if he completely surrendered to Shen Lang and even handed over his soul blood, this relatively conservative old guy was very unhappy.

He said: "I personally think it's good that we are like this now."

"Our Mahayana Sect is now considered a force in Xiaolang's hands. He wants to command us to do anything, and we will never say anything! We are his soldiers, his generals, and his sword... Why do we have to hand over the soul blood?"

"And Xiaolang doesn't have this kind of intention, right? He said at the beginning that he just needed to hand over the Wolf Warriors and others to him!"

Wen Moxin glared at Gong Lanyan fiercely and continued, "Don't look at me like this. I am the oldest among this group of people, but my cultivation is not high... On the other hand, my life span is the shortest."

"Supering soul blood will directly affect my cultivation level and indirectly affect my life span."

"It's not that I'm rude to myself. Everyone is acquaintance, and I don't need to be too face... My qualifications are probably the worst among us. If I can't overcome the bottleneck and improve my cultivation within 30 years, I'm afraid I'll be one step ahead of everyone and embark on the road to the underworld."

"So in this situation, I feel very unhappy when you ask me to hand over my soul blood... This has nothing to do with the attitude of my Mahayana Sect towards Xiaolang. If Xiaolang wants our Mahayana Sect to go down the mountain to eradicate the demons, I, Wen Moxin, will immediately take people out and will never say a word!"

"If Xiaolang had a crush on any ore vein of the Mahayana Sect, we would not say anything and would immediately give in!"

"Why do we have to say that we have handed over soul blood? We have already made a vow of the Heart Demon Blood for things like the Thunder God! "

Wen Moxin has already said this, what can everyone say? Look at me and I look at you, and they all fell silent.

For those with extremely talented people, you may not have to care much about life.

Because as the cultivation level increases, the life span will also increase accordingly.

But for those who are old, have low qualifications, and cannot produce some treasures of high age... this is very fatal.

No matter how high a warrior is, his life span is always an obstacle that cannot be avoided.

Even the powerful Emperor Wu Jing still has to go through the five declines of heaven and man in the end.

If the bottleneck in the cultivation level cannot be broken, it will only age until death.

If there are no extremely high-quality treasures to prosper, it will eventually be a dead end.

Soul blood will have a significant impact on future cultivation.

People like Wen Moxin will never be willing to do such things.

While everyone was making noise, Zhuge Xian'er was holding a classic in a corner of the hall and was watching quietly, without any interest in what was happening in the hall.

Neither participate, nor comment, or even... I didn't pay attention at all!

The fat Chen Tianci sat next to Zhuge Xian'er.

However, I don’t know how inhuman ravage he suffered. At this moment, Chen Tianci’s face was swollen and covered in scars, and his face was full of grievances.

The wolf-warrior Tiefeng and Ganluo, and the other two stood respectfully behind Zhuge Xian'er, watching the noisy ancestors of various sects rolled their eyes...

Next to them, Wang Dashu, the lord of Songduo Peak, and Tian Mohan, the great elder, sat there, unable to speak, but were in such a whirlpool, both of them were sitting in pins and needles.

Because Wang Dashu is Master Shen Lang, in a sense, his status has even surpassed that of the sect leader Su Wenxuan.

These old guys usually invite him to attend meetings.

Tian Mohan, who Jiao Buli Meng Meng, naturally followed him.

However, the things that the ancestors discussed are no longer something they can interrupt. Their faces are very strange at the moment, and they wish they could leave directly to avoid embarrassment.

At this time, Dongfang Jian, the fourth ancestor of Xuandao Sect, sneered: "Okay, the old lady in the palace just said that. What's the point of arguing about? Don't mention this matter again."

Everyone calmed down.

Since this guy Dongfang Jian said that, it is obvious that the four old guys from Xuandao Sect must have been secretly vented just now.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief... The person who spoke the most important thing here was the Xuandao Sect.

Since Dongfang Jian has said that, at least everyone doesn’t have to make things so difficult for him.

If the people from Xuandao Sect insist on forcing them to sacrifice their soul blood, it would be a big trouble!

Dongfang Jian sneered and said, "You idiots, are you all relieved?"

Everyone was stunned and became a little embarrassed, and they picked up teacups to cover up their embarrassing situation.

Dongfang Jian shrugged and said, "Actually, I was relieved... Humph, I clearly told you that the opportunity has been missed now, and you will have no way to regret it if you want to go back on your word in the future!"

"Tsk, don't think about how powerful our Xiaolang is, how many mineral veins or resources can be found... Now even the powerful Emperor Wujing is bowing to him! Are you a god-like thing? What can you do? The cultivation level of a few old guys is only at the beginning of Wang Wujing. Tell me, what can you do?"

"I'm still fighting here, it seems like Xiaolang wants to incorporate you very much... Stop dreaming!"

"Now any subordinate of Xiaolang is a hundred times stronger than you... no, a thousand times stronger! You are nothing!"

A group of old guys were all blushed by Dongfang Jian's words, and they all had their beards and stared at each other.

Only Zhuge Xian'er's mouth was slightly raised and she showed a smile.

Look at me, look at you, want to refute these old guys, but they just can't refute the Dongfang Sword!

Think about it before, the major commanders of the Wolf Warrior were just the sixth and seventh level of Xuanwu Realm.

It wasn't long before they were all Wang Wujing now.

Shen Lang even cut one by one, and cut melons and vegetables and killed a group of powerful quasi-emperor martial arts mirrors!

There are also powerful people from the Emperor Martial Mirror for his use!

What do several Xuan Iron-level sects count?

Even the Qiyuan Sect, which many major sects dare not offend easily, doesn’t take Shen Lang seriously!

They just came over like a soft and hard penis, otherwise Shen Lang might not have accepted it!

If Shen Lang is willing, I believe that those spiritual bronze sects, even the Misin-level sects, will come and join you!

Dongfang Jian seemed to have a real fire, and said relentlessly: "I'm so full that I'm still quoting scriptures to me and say that I don't need to surrender? Do you really think my Xiaolang will accept you? Remember it for me, and you will regret it in a few days!"

"But I tell you clearly that there is no regret medicine in this world! Even if Xiaolang is willing to accept you, I, Dongfang Jian, don't agree! Do it!"

As for this, Dongfang Jian and Jiang Haitian were swaying their sleeves and ready to leave.

They are really angry.

Although Xuandao Sect did not think about acquiring these other sects, after these guys formed an alliance, they didn’t see anything they did. However, the most delicious food and drinks were all based on Shen Lang!

If Shen Lang hadn't given the several mine veins of the wilderness, if Shen Lang hadn't given them the "Thunder God's Art", if Shen Lang hadn't protected them... How could these Xuan Iron-level sects live so freely now?

They took all the benefits, and when they said they wanted to surrender to Shen Lang, so many people started to make trouble!

It's really not a thing!

Seeing that the four old guys of Xuandao Sect were leaving, the people who had opposed the most before were immediately panicked.

They stood up one by one, without caring about their demeanor, and directly grabbed the four people of Xuandao Sect!

"Don't get angry, we really have no other intentions, don't get angry."

"Isn't this just everyone gathered together to discuss it, why are you angry..."

"Come on, sit down first, I will massage your back and shoulders. Don't get angry. Being angry hurts the liver and lungs."

Several old guys tried their best to say good things, wanting the people of Xuandao Sect to calm down.

Dongfang Jian was about to curse a few more words when a figure flashed at the entrance of the hall, and Shen Lang, who was depressed, walked in: "Yeah, why is it so lively? Are all the ancestors here?"

Everyone in the hall stood up immediately.

"Brother." Zhuge Xian'er stood up to welcome him.

His legs had been cured a few months ago. At this time, Zhuge Xianer lost a little melancholy, and his skillful steps were so elegant that he was so elegant that he was impeccably elegant.

Shen Lang waved his hand to the ancestors of various sects and said, "I'll do something with Xian'er, so you don't have to be polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Tianci: "Who are you handsome guy? Have we ever met? Why do you have tears when you see me?"

"I...I am Chen Tianci!" Chen Tianci was so aggrieved that almost broke out.

Shen Lang shook his head and said, "No, Tianci is not as handsome as you?"

"Tell me who beat you like this and I'll take revenge on you."
Chapter completed!