Silence!
Unparalleled talent?
insult?
"Ah!"
far away.
Di Yan laughed endlessly, "It is said that there are many arrogant people in the human race, and I have seen it today!"
Arrogant!
It's not just him.
Even Zhao Mengyou couldn't help but have this idea.
She took the initiative to come to the rescue.
It's not entirely to make friends with Zuo Yang, but more of a temptation.
Test Gu Han!
She was extremely smart and had an exquisite mind. Naturally, she had already noticed that although Gu Han's cultivation level was not high, he was vaguely the center of this group of people. Even Zuo Yang, the Holy Son, had his opinions as the main ones. This made her respect Gu Han.
Han became more and more curious.
"snort!"
Behind Wu Han.
One follower looked sarcastic.
"how!"
"Extreme talent is not enough to describe it?"
"What a loud tone. Did you cause the bell to ring eight or nine?"
Mention this.
Gu Han's face suddenly looked a little ugly.
I have ten rings!
There is still no reward!
His expression was naturally caught by everyone, and they thought he was a little guilty, which naturally attracted more sarcasm.
"My young master."
The follower looked proud.
"Incited the Dao bell to ring six times, won the favor of the Dao, and was rewarded with a heaven-level skill! Can you compare?"
"hehe."
Behind the Qi army.
Naturally, there are followers who are not willing to be outdone.
"My holy son also caused the Dao Bell to ring six times, gained a hint of heaven's favor, and his physique has improved to a higher level. In the future, the holy realm can be expected!"
The road bell rings six times.
This is the standard equipment for these holy sons.
Hear the words.
Gu Han's face turned even darker.
There are rewards!
Only I don’t!
No matter how much you think, how frustrated you are!
See Gu Han's reaction.
Zhao Mengyou was very disappointed.
She originally thought that Gu Han had at least six or seven ringing bells, but now it seems that he is just a person seeking fame and reputation. The actual situation may...not even ring four?
"What the hell!"
Murong Yan muttered.
"I'm also six rings! What a bullshit saint son, this level? He's not even worthy of carrying shoes for my brother!"
"Yes!"
Ah Sha was a little angry.
"Compared with the young master, they are far behind!"
The two of them were full of resentment.
It's just that I can't tell the truth.
How to say?
Gu Han?
Ten bells?
Who believes it?
Besides, I can’t say this.
As for Ah Sha’s Nine Rings... I can’t say anything about it at all!
The eight bells in the left center...it's so embarrassing to say this!
Do the math and do the math.
Only Murong Yan's six rings are left to support the scene.
Just obviously.
Can't hold it up very well either.
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly.
There was a burst of laughter.
far away.
A big demon man pointed at Di Yan.
"Six rings count as a bird!"
"My young master, the seven ringings of the Taoist bell attracted a trace of the blood of the heavenly demon into the body!"
"Wait until he becomes a saint! Haha, just wait and cry!"
"..."
Hear the words.
Wu Han and Qi Jun's expressions instantly darkened.
This time.
Just compare them directly.
and.
If the Heavenly Demon bloodline can grow smoothly, it will definitely achieve the Holy Realm in the future. This is a huge potential threat to these forces!
Only Zhao Mengyou.
Still staring at Gu Han.
I noticed that his face was getting darker and darker.
Her face even looked bad, and she even regretted that her previous behavior was a bit reckless and she shouldn't have stood up to the rescue so quickly.
To be continued...