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Chapter 1122 Difference(2/2)

Luo Tianzhen looked at the ancestor who had been silent and asked: "You knew about this a long time ago, why didn't you tell us earlier? If we knew there was such a strategy, we would definitely not cause trouble."

"Humph." Luo Shentong snorted coldly.

"Don't look at me. I have always believed in the Palace Master. The Lord of Hell has always been fair and just in doing things." Luo Tianhui hurriedly lowered his head.

"Yes, hell is always fair."

"right."

"..."

"This matter was handled fairly."

"Master Fu has taken great pains."

People from all ethnic groups praise each other.

I completely forgot who was filled with indignation just now and which personage was filled with indignation.

Now that we have profit and power, what's the point of making trouble? Otherwise, why don't we just wait for our ancestors to help us "look decent"?

"If I had told you ahead of time, you would still have taken advantage of me."

"Let the clan leader ask." Luo Shentong did not leave in a hurry, even though his descendants were arrogant and respectful, so the Shura clan still had to count on them.

They are not confused when it comes to big things. If they dare to take a chance, they are not really useless.

But with them, can the Shura clan really rise?

Luo Shentong was thinking about King Zuo Tianfeng and his disciple Luo Tianfeng.

It is true that one generation is inferior to the other.



Seeing the saints from the Six Lords and Hundreds of Clans in the giant ship's hall, Wu Rong immediately let them go back, and they can be integrated one after another when the giant ship returns.

Wu Rong was so busy that he didn't know the time, so he went to the Alchemy Hall and asked: "I'm disturbing the teacher's alchemy. I still have some things to ask the teacher's opinion on."

Tu Shanjun was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"

Wu Rong cupped his hands and said, "Teacher."

"The Yuren Clan can become the bridgehead for the underworld to control the Eastern Barren. Now Yuren Yue is facing various pressures and needs a highly respected and capable person to take charge. I plan to send Elder Qiu to the Eastern Barren to control the situation."

Tu Shanjun could tell what Wu Rong meant at a glance: "Elder Qiu is the elder of the sect after all."

"It just so happens that the branch sect is located in the Star Luo Sea. The Star Luo Sea has long been included in the Eastern Wasteland due to the destruction of the domain barrier."

"I have no objection, it's up to you to decide." Tu Shanjun smiled helplessly.

"You have to tell the teacher about such a big thing."

Wu Rong smiled knowingly.

"Sir." The devil stepped forward flatteringly.

"What's up?"

The devil said with a smile: "I see that the Shura tribe's autonomy will be imitated by many in the future. In addition, the underworld is so powerful. Master, you must need a monk who can handle all kinds of affairs in the dark."

"Oh? The chief judge is not going to recommend himself, is he?"

Wu Rong laughed. The devil had been following his teacher for many years and managed to become a fake saint. However, to play such a "dark" character, the devil was not enough.

"Young man is self-aware, so this is the one I want to recommend to the young master."

The devil looked at Dunyi provocatively.

Dunyi cupped his hands and came forward and said, "Dunyi has met the young master."

Wu Rong looked at Dunyi and then at Tushanjun: "Is this what the teacher means?"

"No no no."
Chapter completed!
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