Xie Yingwen sneered, and he had already kicked Zhao Xiaotian to death. This woman was really too snobbish.

It is also because he does not continue his practice. If this matter seems to be without if.

“Look again.”

He calmly turned toward another electric car.

Zhao Xiaotian is dependent on others and is extremely weak.

If she had seen her current actions, she would probably have been so disgusting that she vomited.

On the edge of the lake island, hotels stand.

The Fu tribe lives in the place where the Fu tribe lives.

Too many businessmen, hawkers, ordinary people or practitioners who survive in the vassal family.

This place is not just a big city, but at least a small city.

In a hotel, there was darkness in several rooms.

Outside the guest room, a group of men and women, like senior executives, walked slowly over.

Their aura is extremely powerful.

In the dark room, all the breath was covered up.

And when those passers-by like corporate executives left the passage, the light in the room lit up again.

In one of the rooms, there were several men dressed in men.

They were dressed differently from others, and they were all robes.

The revival of spiritual energy has greatly improved productivity.

Various clothing cultures are unimpeded. Things like Hanfu like this can actually not go anywhere, attracting too many people's attention.

"Senior Brother Zihuan, those gangs have left."

"Senior brother, why should we from Wenzong be afraid of these nameless practitioners?"

There have been complaints among several scholars.

"When thousands of stars enter the world, it is not only Wenzong who pursues the martial gods. We can suppress one wave of people, how can we suppress ten thousand waves of people?"

Zihuan said coldly.

The man sorted out his clothes and stood up quickly.

At this time outside the door, there was a sound of knocking on the door.

I am a waiter, a cleaner, and I need to clean it.

A group of scholars made it as if nothing had happened and opened the door and left.

Give the room to the cleaning lady.

"These guys are pretty handsome."

The aunt smiled on her face and reminded the beautiful waiter next to her.

"I'm so handsome that I go there. The most beautiful thing in our hotel is handsome male guests."

The waiter pursed his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the direction the scholars were heading.

Obviously, her attitude is mainly because no matter how handsome she is, it has nothing to do with her.

If she could really get involved, her attitude would be completely different.

Above the wide beach, a group of strong men with arms outstretched, panting.

These are all powerful practitioners of practice.

By suppressing all the bloodline and spiritual breath, they became mortal fetuses with naked eyes.

Football speeding on the beach, this is a beach football chase game.

Everyone has fun with games.

Some people play football on the lawn, and some people play football on the table.

No matter how strong your practice is, it is also very interesting to suppress the qi, blood and spiritual breath and play a refreshing football game.

Throw out a towel.

A man with extremely dark skin caught the towel.

The man took the towel and wiped the sweat.

His expression immediately became solemn.

The one who threw the towel to him was a middle-aged woman.

The woman's expression was cold and frosty, and she could tell that she should have looked good when she was young.

"Master, I'm rude when I didn't see you coming!"

"I don't know on this earth in the future that at least the young master of Changtai Enterprise is definitely a well-known figure. You don't need to respect me so much."

The middle-aged woman said lightly.

"I, Qiao Tian, ​​are an ordinary practitioner on earth. How dare I compare with the strong people outside the domain? Master, you have ruined me."

A nervous look immediately appeared in Qiao Tian's eyes.

At present, in addition to Xingli Group, there are at least dozens of large consortiums that can be compared with it.

For example, the current Changtai Enterprise.

Super enterprises must have super practitioners in charge before they can retain wealth.

A middle-aged woman is obviously a latecomer. She can be the master of the Changtai Young Master, and her strength can be seen.

"It's good that you know. Within five days, the God of Martial Arts will arrive. As long as the process goes smoothly, you don't want to be the true god, and there's no problem that you can soar on the earth."

The middle-aged woman still said coldly.

"Thank you for your help. If anyone blocks my way, he will only end up being crushed to pieces."

Similar scenes happen constantly around the lake island and in various hotels.

In the eyes of thousands of practitioners and chaebol practitioners.

The sudden rise of Jie Yingwen forces at the moment, no matter how they gather together.

At most, it is one of countless forces, and nothing unique.

Thousands of forces gather here.

The earth is too big because in the dark, there is a force controlling the earth's plane.

Too amazing fights are basically impossible to happen.

Naturally, even if there are so-called powerful people who are against the will of heaven, there is no possibility of establishing a great name by killing.

It’s like a superpower that can make a name through war.

It would be normal if it was a peaceful era, economic giants could not be equated with superpowers.

And this power of blocking is the Dragon Emperor Sect that no one can see or touch in the legend.

With so many forces gathered here, the names of many powerful people cannot be controlled by everyone.

Time is lost again.

All major practice forces and consortium practitioners have all started to operate.

Among Jie Yingwen's forces, an uncontrollable hand is controlling the overall situation.

At the edge of the huge valley, there was endless roar, and there was also mechanical operation.

That's the terrain being dug.

When miracles arrive, all the cultivation forces need a position to observe miracles.

The Fu clan will not make any arrangements for this status.

A powerful consortium has occupied a recognized good position.

Martial arts are the most respected, and it is still reflected at this time.

The place occupied by Jie Yingwen Group is neither good nor bad, and these are all Ye Lingtian's arrangements.

The formation of the sky vein covers the valley.

Every door of Shengmen, Deathmen, Xiumen, and Jingmen are controlled by Ye Lingtian.

Obviously, the current position is most reasonable if it is to target Wu Zu.

Noisy momentum was spreading. When Ye Lingtian and Jie Yingwen were observing the situation, there seemed to be a scene of fighting in the distant places.

He looked in that direction and frowned.

Yuenu and the female cultivator of the Moon clan are quarreling endlessly with the consortium practitioners occupying the territory opposite.

You can tell at a glance that both sides have taken a fancy to that territory.

"Why do we grab this place? I said I will never go there after all."

Ye Lingtian frowned again.

All the eight gates have palms. There are bad luck and good luck in the heavenly veins of the formation, and there are bad luck and bad luck.

However, if you want to have an opportunity with the Breath of the Martial Ancestor, you would rather be inauspicious than inauspicious.

Inauspicious or unlucky means no fate.
Chapter completed!