Mysterious World Beast God

Saint Zhonglu seems to have negotiated with the other Wanquanmen brothers, and then he said: "This little brother, we are very grateful for your kindness. But you should pick it up by yourself and send it over. What if we do it? , I’m afraid it’s not serious or serious, and it hurts you by mistake, but it’s not good."

"Sorry." Lin Wei shook his head simply, "I can't take it off by myself. If you want, come and do it yourself."

"Huh?!" The several war sages of Wanquanmen's face suddenly became cold.

"Boy, are you kidding us?" Another burly man with strong muscles glared. This kid, does he really think he is qualified to challenge us? !

Lin Wei looked at the other side helplessly while trying to get rid of the silk keywheel, and said impatiently, "If you don't believe me, pull it down. This **** thing... well... even if it is given to me, I don't want it!" He again After trying a few times, this key wheel is extremely tight, even if it uses the strength of feeding, it will loosen a little bit at most. But based on this alone, it is obviously impossible to take it off!

The several battle saints of Wanquanmen looked at each other, and one of them spoke to the Zhonglu saint: "Big brother, this kid's movements and expressions don't seem to be fake..."

Saint Zhonglu nodded, he could already feel that the war sages of other surrounding forces were getting more and more ready to move.

"That's the case, I came here." Zhonglu Saint said slowly. He said as he floated out, "In order to ensure that this silver wheel can be taken off smoothly, I will inject vindictive energy into your body, temporarily Seal all your mobility. Don't resist, otherwise there will be two shortcomings. Don't blame me for not reminding me in advance!"

As soon as this remark came out, Master Yu, Gui Mo Di and the others changed their faces.

Lin Wei's expression also sank, and then he laughed again, and said, "Good! Good! Good!!!" He said hello three times, paused slightly, and continued, "So this is our strange style. The face of the big sect on the mainland... I saw it today. Wanquan Sect! I heard that you are upright, everyone on the mainland praised it. When I saw it today, it’s really not as well known as meeting each other! Wanquanmen and Jingfan Temple are all the same virtue..."

Lin Wei's last words shocked the surrounding saints.

Why are you still involved in the Jing Fan Temple? !

Su Lin, who wanted to be close to Yu Feiyan before, also had a wonderful expression on his face. Obviously, he did not expect Lin Wei to say such a "tough" word.

The suzerain of the Jingfan Temple was dumbfounded, and Rao, who was well educated, couldn't help but say: "Young man, don’t let go of your tongue. As the first sect of the Jingfan Temple, I have inherited it for tens of thousands of years , Has always been admired by everyone, can you slander it casually?"

Lin Wei mentioned the original meaning of the Jingfan Temple, referring to the great elder of the Jingfan Temple. Among the battle saints present, only Yu Feiyan and Master Yu knew the meaning of Lin Wei's words.

Lin Wei originally had a good impression of the master of Jingfan Temple. Because the strongest combat skill he currently has cultivated-the Heavenly Demon Art, was obtained from the Sect Master. Of course, the original volume of the Heavenly Demon Secret Art held by the Sect Master at that time was not as powerful as Lin Wei could display now. The Heavenly Demon Art is in Lin Wei’s hands, because it happens to match his body of the Dark Demon God, and the energy level in his body is extremely high. Finally, after Yuanmiao’s transformation and optimization, it has the current multiplied increase. The power of terror! But in any case, Lin Wei still has a hint of gratitude in his heart for the suzerain who is willing to exchange the heavenly magic tactics for an equivalent exchange to observe the ancient runes on his body.

However, this scene now is different.

"So," Lin Wei looked at the Sect Master of the Jingfan Temple, and slowly said, "Can the Sect Master guarantee that when several warlords of Wanquan Sect attack and **** me, the Sixth Sect of Guizong Sect Can you stay neutral all the time?"

The Sect Master thought for a moment, and just wanted to open his mouth to answer the word "Yes", but then listened to Lin Wei to continue: "In addition, can the Sect Master guarantee that the Guizong Sect will not attack me?"

The word "Yes" just choked in the throat of the sovereign.

May I?

Of course not!

Although he kept talking about "equivalent exchange", and he did so when he wanted to observe the ancient runes on Lin Wei, but Xiao Xun was just a small warlord in the Jingfan Temple. He used Wanli Yunsuo and Tianmo Jue in exchange, and he didn't want to lose the reputation of bullying juniors. But the current situation is different. Not to mention that the silk key wheel is still a masterless thing at this time. Even if it is really subdued by Lin Wei, if it is related to the interests of the sect, he cannot easily let it go.

Because he is the master of Jingfan Temple!

Many people can say irresponsible big talk, but he can't!

Lin Wei smiled, he did not retreat but moved forward, slowly flying towards the court.

His gaze slid over the body of the Great Elder of Jingfan Temple without a trace, and then he said loudly: "I won't let anyone seal my body with grudge! Since you don't trust me~www.NovelMTL.com~that Just follow the most straightforward idea in your heart, come and **** it."

Lin Wei's words, word by word, completely removed the half-hesitating and half-deceived veil on the surface of the war sages!

The auras of the Saints of War of Wanquanmen changed, like four volcanoes about to erupt.

Especially the white-haired Zhonglu Saint, his eyes are even colder, and no one has dared to talk to him like this for a long time. This kid who didn't know where he came up really didn't know the sky and the earth, he really thought he would be a war saint after he was fit, so would he be qualified to play treasures here?

Lin Wei continued to fly forward.

"Boy, I know what you are thinking." A Jing Brahma Temple war sage with his eyes half-closed suddenly turned his head and glanced at Lin Wei, sneered, "I want to use words to provoke us to **** together, it's best If we act and restrain each other, you can stand on the sidelines and profit, right? You are too naive. Boy, with your strength, you are not worthy! Give you one last chance to hand over the silver Round. Otherwise, die!"

"Worthy or not, you have to use your fist to speak." Lin Wei said calmly, "I don't want to cause trouble, you'd better stay aside and don't provoke me..."

"You..." The Zhan Sheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and then he smiled furiously, "Good boy! Do you know how much face my words have given you?! Do you really think I am a man? Is it a good talker? That is so, let me take care of you on your behalf."

In the voice of the words, the figure of the Zhan Sheng suddenly flashed, and he swept out several kilometers away, then stretched out his big hand and grabbed it at Lin Wei.

The sage Zhonglu shot sharply in his eyes, and uttered a low voice: "Go!"