Supreme Pupillary Master:Peerless Eldest Miss

At the same time, beyond the clouds.

The birthplace of Vientiane dragon root in Northwest China.

"Buzz!"

As the central light suddenly broke through the ground, all the strong people who had been waiting for a long time flew out and rushed to the light.

"Shua Shua!"

With the action of the crowd, a group of people suddenly stepped on the waves from a distance.

"Boom!"

With the most current man flicking his sleeves, chapped ripples burst open in the surrounding air.

"Ming Zun!"

Looking at the figure that appeared, all the strong people around were ready.

"Ming Zun, you never participate in the snatching of the world's treasures. Why make an exception this time?"

Looking at the figure with silver clothes and black hair that appeared in front of himself and others, it was like an indomitable existence. The dark gold mask covered the man's handsome face.

The strong breath that permeates the whole body seems to separate heaven and earth.

That terrible breath, without action, is enough to frighten the strong people who rob Vientiane dragon roots here.

It is a unique and self respecting atmosphere.

"I have no intention to compete with you. I just want to borrow the holy pen of Daqin holy courtyard."

Night Qianyu said, looking over the place where the Vientiane dragon root was located and looking at the old man in Zhu clothes with a huge holy pen not far away.

The latter is the old man Luo Qingtong saw in Heiyu sub city before, who gave her a recommendation for the purple quota of Daqin holy courtyard.

When he heard that yeqianyu wanted to borrow his holy pen, he burst into laughter.

"OK! I'm glad to lend it to Ming Zun. But please win the Vientiane dragon root for me! My old bone can't stand the torture of illness!" The old man in Zhu Yi said with a smile.

Night Qianyu didn't say anything, but his eyes swept through the people present.

"Did you hear what he said? This is a Vientiane dragon root. I... want to take it!"

At this point, his hands and sleeves suddenly waved.

"Boom, boom!"

When the word "take" fell, the air burst where the sound of thousands of people in the night passed.

The light mass wrapped in the root of the Vientiane dragon, together with the countless strong divine consciousness and power connected to the light mass, also exploded.

"Shua!"

Night Qianyu raised his hand and firmly connected the Vientiane dragon root in his hand.

At the same time, all the strong men who competed with him for the root of the Vientiane dragon vomited blood and flew back. When they looked at him, they were full of horror.

It is said that there is a problem with the strength of Ming Zun. The strength he can play is less than 34 / 10 of his heyday. Unexpectedly, he is still so strong!

It's terrible!

A group of strong people failed to compete and left one after another.

Night Qianyu took the Vientiane dragon root and went to the Supreme Master of Daqin holy courtyard.

"Check the whereabouts of this breath!" He avoided the hand of the Supreme Master to take the Vientiane dragon root and released the breath of the holy pen spirit released before Qu Lao.

"Eh, it's the breath of holy pen spirit from my holy yard. Which one has offended you? Or the evil doctor?" The supreme Dean looked at the breath and was amazed.

"By the way, I left a purple letter of recommendation for the little child. Should she go to Daqin holy college?" The supreme president said happily while checking.

Night Chihiro looked at him with an indifferent face.

Admission?

Indeed.

Not that woman, but her stupid man.

But I won't tell him about it.

The man nodded faintly.

The supreme Dean was elated for a while and soon found out the source of the breath.

"Well, it's the smell of a tutor surnamed Qu in Tianyu imperial branch." He stroked his beard.

"Bend." The night's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tianyu branch!

The identity of that woman seems to be ready to come out!

"Return immediately to Tianyu empire!"