MTL - Ten Gods-Chapter 2420 Ugly

The beast is about ten feet high, and it is difficult to move from the distance.

After all, Xiao Muchen is only the cultivation of the Jinxian class, which is much worse than this beast.

Lin Tian looked at this scene, and it was the first time to move. It appeared in front of Xiaomuchen, and kept Xiaomuchen behind him. The law of the wilderness was sacrificed for the first time, and the fierce beast with a height of ten feet was directly slap. Pumping far away.

"Master!"

Xiao Muchen can move again, seeing Lin Tian suddenly appeared, it was a lot easier.

The situation just now is really a deadland. If Lin Tian is not present in time, he definitely has no way to live.

Lin Tian smiled and licked the little guy's head. The pressure of the majestic made all the other king-level beasts in the concave land fall down, and they did not dare to move: "For now, experience here, rest properly. It is also necessary."

Xiao Muchen has been practicing in this place for nearly three months. The cultivation of Jin Xianjing has been completely stabilized, and the essence of the spirit has become extremely condensed. He can easily feel it. Today, he feels that the little guys don't continue to practice for a while. After all, the little guys are still a little younger, and the high-intensity cultivation is not very suitable for the little ones.

He took Xiaomuchen to leave the concave land and walked to the outside world, ready to take the little guy to walk and relax.

Soon, he walked out of the Xianshan, where he appeared outside and walked on a boulevard.

There was no one on the boulevard. For the time being, he and the little ones were only there. Later, there were monks in the distance. A large group of people was together, and they were talking about what they were looking for. They were heading towards him.

"this is?!"

"found it!"

There are dozens of monks in the distance, and the spirits are not weak. The next moment they saw Lin Tian and Xiao Muchen, all of them are moving, their eyes are on the body of Xiao Muchen, and everyone can’t help Exposed to the fine mans.

At this time, they looked at Xiaomuchen, and it felt like a drowning person saw a life-saving ship.

At the moment, a group of people quickly rushed, grabbed directly to Xiaomuchen, and even ignored Lin Tian next to Xiaomuchen.

Lin Tian’s face was so heavy that there were hurricanes in the body, and dozens of people who rushed forward came back together: “What to do!”

These dozens of people are not the seven monks who destroyed the Xiaomuchen family in the Blood Devils Hall, and there is no greed for the blood of the wilderness in the eyes. Therefore, he did not directly kill the killers, but only shakes these people with momentum. .

"what are you doing?!"

Dozens of monks were shaken back, one of them was screaming, and the other monks were glaring at Lin Tian.

"What am I doing?" Lin Tian's face sank: "In the face of my disciples, I don't answer my question, but ask me?"

"Your disciple?!"

"He is a descendant of the Holy Land! When is your disciple?! You want to take his blood?!"

"Seven dimensions will be dangerous, do you only consider yourself?!"

Some time ago, Lin Tian saved Xiaomuchen and killed many of the seven major forces such as the Blood Devil Hall. However, those things did not spread too far, so, in the whole seven-dimensional days, There are very few people who know about such things, and there are fewer people who know Lin Tian.

"Seven dimensions will be dangerous?"

Lin Tian frowned.

"Small garlic!" Dozens of people, the one who swears and swears, directly hits a god-destroyed painting, which is about the ban on the three ancient tribes of the ancient demon domain: "The whole seven-dimensional world has already Spread it all over, you dare say you don't know about this?!"

Inside the gods' paintings, there is a picture of the loose seals in the ancient ruins. It is also mixed with a heavy voice. The seal of the three ancient tribes is about to be broken. At that time, the entire seven-dimensional world will be ruined, only to wake up. The blood, spirits and origins of the ridiculous and sacred people of the wilderness will be able to stabilize the seal, avoid the seven-dimensional catastrophe, and call on the seven-dimensional heaven and earth monks together to wake up the wilderness of the wilderness as soon as possible. Find out and strengthen the seal.

Lin Tian’s face suddenly became cold and swept to dozens of people again, just like watching a dead body.

Once, the sacred sacred sacred life guards the seven-dimensional world, seals the three ancient tribes of the seven-dimensional disaster, and protects the seven-dimensional Tianning, this world, the descendant of the sacred sacred Xiaomuchen, but because of the awakening of the wild blood, was the Blood Devil Hall, etc. The big forces are eyeing, in order to seize the blood of the wilderness to control the law of the wilderness, the several major forces have directly destroyed the Xiaomuchen family, and the old people who have been accompanying Xiaomuchen have been killed. Throughout the process, many forces of the seven-dimensional Tianxiu practice have numerous monks. Obviously knowing these things, but no one has extended a helping hand after Xiao Yangchen’s sacred sacredness, and turned a blind eye to these things.

Now, because the seals of the three ancient tribes left by the sacred seals will be broken, this big seven maintenance line is the first to think of the blood, spirit and origin of the sacred sage To repair these seals, to ensure the safety of others, and to ensure that they do not need to be enslaved by the three major groups that were later broken.

What kind of ugliness? !

"you……"

Facing Lin Tian’s eyes, dozens of people were trembled without a reason, like being placed on the neck with a knife.

"You... what kind of eyes do you have?!" The man who swears loudly said: "This is the decision of the seven-dimensional whole repairing world. Do you have any objections?!"

"You have no right to object!"

"The seal of the three ancient tribes is a desert holy, and now the seal will be broken, it is reasonable to be rebuilt by the descendants of the wild!"

"Correct!"

Others are attached.

Lin Tian’s face became colder: “Roll! Immediately! Immediately!”

Dozens of people heard the words and were furious.

"Do you want to fight against our entire seven maintenance line?! Who do you think you are?!"

"Hand over him!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, start!"

Dozens of people opened up and forced to move forward again, and someone shot the gods and noticed the other monks nearby.

Bang!

Dozens of people, all of them are in a state of silence, and the combined offensive is very powerful.

Looking at these dozens of people, Lin Tian no longer said anything, in vitro swordsmanship intertwined, humming and swaying directly.

In an instant, dozens of people were shrouded, one after the other blasted, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared at the same time.

This place has become quiet for a moment.

Xiao Muchen took Lin Tian's clothes corner: "Master."

The gods have just painted the paintings, and the little guys have seen them. Now, he has been stared at by the whole seven-dimensional sky. Even the top seven priests of the gods are no exception, far from the big forces that were previously used by the Blood Devils Hall. It is extremely dangerous to stare at it. In these circumstances, his master will protect him, will be involved in these crises, will become the common enemy of Qiweitian.

Lin Tian looked at the little guy, looked at the little guy's eyes, and looked out. The little guy is now not considering his own dangerous situation and is completely worried about him.

"Master, if... If Xiaochen can make the whole seven-dimensional sky avoid the disaster and let Xiaochen go, it is actually worthwhile. Master does not need to be targeted by those who protect Xiaochen." The little guy took Lin Tian’s Clothing corner, said: "After Xiaochen is gone, Master, you... Can you help Xiaochen revenge for Grandpa Zhou?"

Lin Tian is moving, Xiao Muchen is only six years old now, and there are still about three months away from the age of seven. A child under seven years old is in this situation when he knows that Qiwei Tiandi is about to suffer from catastrophe and sacrifices himself to stop it. When I say this, this sense of responsibility and dedication, on this young little guy, makes him feel a distressed.

He crouched down and licked the little guy's head: "Don't think too much, you are not obligated to do anything for the creatures of this world, don't owe them anything, only they owe you, owe it to your ancestors," he said. "Not to worry about what Master is worried about, this seven-dimensional day, in the eyes of Master, nothing can be considered, Master will protect you."

"Is this seven-dimensional day in your eyes nothing?! The tone is quite big! Isn't it afraid to flash your tongue?"

The cold sounds.

In the distance, in a few different directions, there are more than a dozen figures, and the intertwined atmosphere is extremely tyrannical.

Moreover, with these dozens of people, more figures stepped from the sky to the sky, and gathered hundreds of people in a blink of an eye.

These people, all of them, were all nearby, and they all came here because of the gods and paintings that were used by one of the dozens of people killed by Lin Tianqi. Chen is in this place.

"Are you the one who saved the sacred sacred some time ago?" The person who first stepped here opened, for a priest who taught the gods, repaired to be in the early days of the silence, knowing that Lin Tian saved Xiaomuchen. At this time, I looked at Xiao Muchen next to Lin Tian: "Hand him over. This is for the whole seven-dimensional world. His death can resolve the next seven-dimensional catastrophe and save the endless life."

"One person, compared with the whole seven-dimensional, is light and heavy, I don't think I need to say more, you should understand."

Another person opened up, being an old man of the sacred sage, and also in the early days of the silence.

The fairy sacred sects and the dry gods have the same strength and are one of the seven top strategists of this seven-dimensional world. The other five top-level strategists are Bailing Pavilion, Taifeng Daomen, Tianmingzhai, Tuxianbaoguan and Hongshan Jinjia.

At this time, among the dozens of people who first came to this place, there were several top-ranking powerhouses.

"Hand over!"

"The world is alive!"

"If you sacrifice him alone, you can exchange the peace of the entire seven-dimensional day. This is a great fortune in misfortune."

The other hundreds of monks who came here came from various inheritance professors, and they spoke at this time.

Lin Tianzi is cold, watching these people, without any superfluous words, the law of the wilderness is boiling, condensing the sword of the gods, and directly smashing the swords toward these people, the raging wild weather, all the people will be shrouded in the first time.

Too ugly!

Too dirty!

Such an ugly thing, such a dirty and no bottom line, these people are all like a person who thinks that they are waiting for the truth, I think this is taken for granted!