At this moment, a loud shout broke the tension.
Lu Xiaoming felt that something was not right. Chang Mingzong was his new ally, so how could he be thrown into the dungeon?
He felt that he had to stand up, and the young man immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "My father is the Lord of Ningze City, who dares to touch me!?"
“…”
This city is familiar to many people.
It is a rare independent city in the world of cultivation. It is not taken over by any sect. It is a real big city and the cultivators inside are said to be very powerful.
Ming Xuan was inspired. He paused as he looked at all the cultivators, then said slowly, "My father is the head of the Ming family, and my grandfather is at the Refining Void Realm. If you touch me, you will just have to wait."
The grandfather of the Ming family has been in seclusion for a long time, so it is obvious that he is unlikely to come out, but that does not stop Ming Xuan from shouting out at this time.
The realm of Lianxu is very impressive. Looking at the world of cultivation, it is a realm where one can walk sideways.
If the evil cultivator in the secret realm had not been careless and was seized by Luoying and killed with a sword, then without the realm suppression, they would have been the ones to die after leaving the secret realm.
“…”
ah?
Duan Hengdao was stunned. Is it possible to play like this? Competing with one's father?
The Buddhist practitioners of the Buddhist Dao looked at Lu Xiaoming with a gloomy look in their eyes. They first looked at him and asked, "This matter has nothing to do with you, right?"
Why are people from Ningze City joining in the fun?
Lu Xiaoming: "You can't say that. Since Ye Qiao chose me, it means I am useful."
Of course he knew that Ye Qiao had taken a fancy to his background. After saying that, Lu Xiaoming did not forget to turn into a Ye Qiao fan and shouted: "You have no idea how powerful our Ye Qiao is!"
“…”
Depend on.
Where did this idiot come from?
The Son of God almost couldn't keep his smile. Where on earth did Ye Qiao rescue this idiot from?
Qin Huai was also somewhat surprised by her identity and asked, "You are a young city lord, and you entered the Great Secret Realm without anyone?"
“I brought it.” Lu Xiaoming whispered, “Then the scene was too chaotic. When you were fighting for the Bodhi fruit, there were monsters and evil cultivators, and you soon lost contact with the guards.”
All his original supporters were of unknown life or death. Since it was an independent city, Ningze City was still very far away from the Five Sects. Before his father arrived to pick him up, Lu Xiaoming had to hold on to the big leg in front of him.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the awesome thing is not the team, but Ye Qiao.
He is unable to practice cultivation and relies entirely on his father for protection. Now that he has left the city, he will look for a new supporter.
At that time, he will only need to kneel down and lick the thighs, and he will be able to get along well.
This is Lu Xiaoming’s way of survival!
The Son of God lowered his eyes. Even if he wanted to catch them all in one fell swoop, he had to take into account the forces behind them. Some families were completely unreasonable when it came to protecting their people. It was extremely unwise to anger a master of the Void Refining Realm.
"You can leave." He chose to give in and said to Mingxuan, "Others must stay."
Song Hansheng was not willing to be outdone. He raised his voice and looked straight at the son of Buddhism. "I am the next designated patriarch of the Song family." He sneered, and his words were particularly harsh. "What are you Buddhists?"
The head of the family, we really can’t afford to offend him.
The Son of God's smile froze, and he wanted to take down this arrogant guy regardless of the consequences, but it was obviously not possible.
They cannot afford the wrath of the Eight Great Families at the moment.
Ming Yi hesitated for a moment, then said, "I am also a direct descendant of the Ming family."
Among more than a dozen people, three were from the Eight Great Masters.
"To be honest." Shen Ziwei said softly: "My family actually also has a city."
“…”
The Buddhist practitioners who were about to take action: "..."
Damn it. Why don’t these second-generation immortals with backers just die?
The Son of God's delicate facial features twisted uncontrollably, and he glanced at the people present. He found that the easiest person to bully was Ye Qiao, who had no backing at all.
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