For a while, everyone's face became weird ,,,,,,,,,

Let me go, is this what people can do?

"According to the news that I replaced from the Soviet Union, on the original god and demon battlefield, a total of five forces contained each other. In addition to the families of the Protoss, the Demon, the demon, and the human race, there were also many ethnic groups.

The souls of all ethnic groups on the battlefield of the gods and magic are collectively called the gods of the gods. "

Yang Wenjun's face could not help but dark: "These are not secret for me."

"On the battlefield of God and Demon, they divide each other in their respective regions, and it seems to be a personal country." Zhuo Junlin sighed: "Among the ethnic groups here, all ethnic groups are set in the army. All ethnic groups are set up.

There is one of the highest unification, one general, and other troops deployment, which are freely compiled by coach and general. On the battlefield of the gods and magic, the strongest, the monopoly, the number of survivors, the most monster clan,

Unity, only the people have always been the goal of invasion of all ethnic groups, and have become the bottom of the bottom. "

"This is not a secret." Yang Wenjun shook his head.

"What is secret for Sister Yang?"

"I know?"

Zhuo Junlin only feels that the whole person is not good. If you are not afraid of not being able to beat you, Lao Tzu must hit you with a bloom. You have to force Lao Tzu to say what he knows, but in the end you bully Lao Tzu?

Is it necessary to bully people like a person?

"The Supreme Coach of the Protoss is the fighting alone, the demon of the demons, the monster no robbery, the monster coach Long Qianhai, the people's coach laughed, the survivor coach is beautiful.

General Zhu Zhan, the generals of the human race have no power, and the survivors have no way. These ten representatives of the combat power ceiling on the battlefield of the gods and magic, each of which is a strong man in the Great Luo Jin Wonderland. "

"Da Luo Jinxian?" Yang Wenjun's brows frowned.

I was afraid that Yang Wenjun was not afraid of it, but suddenly he heard the news, but still felt a trace of accident.

Now it is a small world here. Even if it is a powerful practitioner outside, it is impossible to interfere with the movement of the gods and demon battlefields. There is such a powerful practitioner on the battlefield of the gods and magic battlefields. It is a thing that is not good for the low -level practitioners such as the self.

"Isn't that a ghost gate, you also have to send the strong man in the same realm to sit on the battlefield?" Yang Wenjun's eyes flashed a trace of different colors.

In the past, on the Demon Battlefield, the human race has always been a target of all ethnic groups. Now, there is an extra ghost door on the battlefield of God and Demon. For human races, it is not good news.

Even if the people may have an extra enemy since then.

"At least before the ghost door entered the magic battlefield, the ghost gate has always been the master on the bright side. Even if it is a means of a black and white building, it has not found whether the ghost door has sent the strong man who sent the great Luojing realm.

Let's enter together. "Zhuo Junlin sighed:" And under the Da Luo Jinxian, there are a lot of true fairyland who are in the gods and magic.

"Isn't it above the gods and demon battlefields, countless practitioners above the realm of God? So how does the Ten Ten Show kill such a big name on this god and magic battlefield?"

A slight change: "Although the only rule above the magic battlefield is that the high realm strong cannot shoot the low realm monks. But in the magic battlefield where the strong gathered, even if they are strong, they want to kill one of them.

It is not easy to do it, but I'm afraid it is not easy! "

"According to the intelligence of the Black and White Building, on the battlefield of the Gods and Demon, although the high -level strong people cannot take the initiative to take the initiative to shoot at the low -level monks, in order to show their strength, all ethnic groups often like to fight for gambling. Especially the gods of the gods like to fight around

All ethnic groups are deeply killed, and the ten shows of the heavenly court. As the brilliance of the same realm, the soldiers of all ethnic groups in their hands are countless. "

"Betting up to fight with each other?" Yang Wenjun's eyes could not help but light up.

Everyone's face can't be dark.

This violent woman, she turned her eyes bright when she heard the news, and she must have broken again.

"Actually, the fighting between all ethnic groups is still actually. This time the most strange news for me is that the Soviet Witch has specifically told me that the visible enemies are terrible, but the invisible enemies are more terrible."

Sighing: "I even doubted whether it was on the battlefield of the gods and magic, and there was something that could not be seen between the people of the human race?

Any enemy is dangerous. "

There was a stray color in Yang Wenjun's eyes.

At this time, the first -generation person in the younger generation was full of helplessness.

"It can be seen that the people on the battlefield of God and Demon are not united." Yang Wenjun nodded: "At the beginning of the power without Mou, he wanted to give us a horse.

A very dangerous signal. At least in my heart, from the beginning of the gods and magic battlefields, there is no kind of goodwill to us with no expectations and laughter. "

Zhuo Junlin's face could not help but change slightly.

Could it be that Yang Wenjun has another plan from the beginning?

"On the battlefield of the Gods and Demon, the strength of its own strength is already at the bottom of it, and it is everywhere in the gaps. This is not the way I want." Yang Wenjun flashed a trace of chills: "And now laughs and power.

There is no conspiracy to disagree with senior management of the two people, and it is a newcomer. I don't like it. "

In the voice of talking, Yang Wenjun's eyes showed a hint of chill: "It is best that everyone is not related now, otherwise, I don't mind the high -level blood on the battlefield of the gods."

Zhuo Junlin and Lingzheng Liuzi could not help but look at the same time.

What kind of arrogant person is this so arrogant?

A monk who turned the gods actually shouted to change the blood of the high -level high -level in the Da Luo Jin Wonderland. Is this self -confidence from there?

However, no one is strange, nor does it think that Yang Wenjun is bragging.

Because the woman in front of me is Yang Wenjun, it is the first stronger who will always bring countless miracles. At least until now, every word Yang Wenjun has never been able to do it.

,,,,,,,

"Do you have any plans?"

"This time is the time when we are showing our skills." Zhuo Jun was full of face and shiny: "This time, all ethnic groups have come in so many newcomers, and they must not be so familiar with each other.

Two -footed heaven and earth treasures, just take them to practice their hands. "

Yang Wenjun almost stunned directly.

What the hell is this? I really remembered so soon to let my own non -book buy and sell open?

I'm afraid that no matter how can Yang Wenjun laugh and have power, there is no power, but on the surface, the kung fu still has to do it.

After all, the gods and demon battlefields here, the two coach and general of the human race, as the newcomer who entered the gods of the gods, also has to do it. In reason, at least gifts and enters the gods and demon

The roster of the battlefield always sent to the Marshal Mansion for the record.

Only by selecting the Marshal Mansion and the General Mansion, can we give the newly entered flag and compile to the newly entered people.

Otherwise, even the military secretary in the army cannot count the war loss and military merit of the people.

Even though Yang Wenjun doesn't like this kind of entertainment no more meaning, he has to come.

For such a thing, as one of the hosts who entered the Demon Battlefield, Yang Wenjun naturally cannot be absent. Even if there is no one, there is no less than Yang Wenjun. This is also the cognition of the human race.

If even Yang Wenjun cannot represent the identity of the younger generation of people, who else has the qualifications?

This is the first strongest of the younger generation of the human race. If Zhuo Junlin is still alive, the cultivation of Zhuo Junlin may be possible to compete with Yang Wenjun, but if it is about the influence of the younger generation, then the influence of the younger generation, then

I am afraid that Zhuo Junlin and Lingzheng Liuzi will be tied to one, and it is not comparable to Yang Wenjun at all.

Both Yang Wenjun's status and the merits of the human race are the top of the younger generation of people.

Zhuo Junlin and Lingzheng Liuzi can only be regarded as a thug.

Between the master and the thugs, the status and identity of themselves are very different.

Regarding the visit of Yang Wenjun and several young Tianjiao's visit to the door, they all laughed and expressed the hottest welcome, and even the general who had no plot had no idea that after receiving the news, he hurried over.

Because they are very clear about each other what Yang Wenjun's arrival means ,,,,,,

A total of nine representatives of the young people of the human race: Yang Wenjun, Buddha, Taoist, Luo Narcun, Yang Zhan, Wanliyun, Han Tiantong, a fat bald king big dog, or a young woman of a human race.

But except Yang Wenjun, no one knows that Wang Dagou is Zhuo Junlin, and Su Xuanyi is Leng Qiuyue.

For the table full of wine, Yang Wenjun and others have no interest at all.

On the gods and magic battlefields, how much human and material resources do such wine and vegetables are very clear. Especially Yang Wenjun and others personally entered the battlefield with the Nantian Army.

The wine and vegetables are still a little inferior, which makes Yang Wenjun, who is dissatisfied with the belly, is even more unhappy.

There are more than a dozen tables of wine and vegetables, only Zhuo Junlin is working hard at the table of wine and vegetables, and I am afraid that everyone presents will watch it.

Is this guy who can't give birth to a starving ghost?

In this occasion, the wine and food placed on the table is usually just showing. People who see the world generally never be willing to eat the lower skin to eat and drink.

Just eat and drink for this, don't you even have a face?

When you come here, there is generally a business talk. Even if the owner's strong invitation is invited, at most, it is a good taste to leave each other with a good impression.

I was afraid that everyone who was present was considered to have seen some worlds, but it was as thick as her face, but she has never seen it.

Du Xiaoxiao's handsome case, with a smile on his face. He had a depressed face, and the eyebrows were full of anger, and it seemed that it could break out at any time.

"Girl Yang, I wonder how this young hero is called?" Quan Wu Mou's eyes were even more angry.

"Is this General Quan asked me?" Zhuo Junlin said directly: "Actually, Sister Yang and I are not familiar with each other, but I heard that this time Master Yang and the brothers are coming to visit Marshal, and they will be thick next time.

Follow your face. "

Quan Wucou's face couldn't help but dark: "What do you know?"

"Wang Dogou, a little dog leftovers, how about it?"
Chapter completed!