"I am Toron, I finally came back."

Men's faint emotions, thoughts, and thoughts.

Then, his eyes opened suddenly.

A fine light, like lightning, flashed through his old eyes.

The faint flooding sound, like a thunder, quietly exploded on the top of the Froor Palace.

"You wait for the juniors, don't quickly worship quickly!"

boom!

The earth swayed, and the Froor Palace also trembled.

Soon, deep in the palace, three burly and majestic figures, after hearing this sound, all trembled.

Then, it seemed crazy, and ran out.

Among them, the leader who ran at the forefront is the leader of the Froor Palace, Froor Palace!

"Multi .. Brother Dulun?"

"True ... Really you?"

Seeing this man who was like a savage in front of him, King Froor widened his eyes.

I felt wrong for a time.

The other two were also shaking.

No one did not expect that the leader of the Froor Palace, who was in office, was the first in the Indian country who closed the dead. Duoron, after sixty years, went out of the customs.

"More .. Doron?"

"Is he ... he ... the only high -strength person who rushed into the top ten of the heavenly list in the Asian region."

"The current brother of King Froor, the title" Madly ", Master Duorun?"

Hearing the name of Duolun.

Those young disciples around could not help but widen their eyes.

One by one because of a horror, I couldn't help but pump out the air.

In my heart, there are stormy waves!

...

"Sixty years."

"At that time, you were alone, and you had to go to the depths of Shenshan."

"Master, we go to Shenshan to visit you every year."

"Ten years, twenty years ..."

"Seriously, until thirty years, we all think that you will never come out."

"I didn't expect ..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"I didn't expect it!"

In the hall, these four men representing the old men of Indian State gathered together, but they were excited, almost old tears.

Especially the current Ferro Palace is even more difficult to hide the joy.

"Hahaha..."

"It's really a god to flourish, my country martial arts!"

"Now we are here, there are four title."

"Coupled with the new title of the new year."

"My Indian country, there are five strong titles."

"And Brother, you, you will enter the top ten of the list of the list sixty years ago."

"And this smooth breakthrough, you are alone, you can be comparable to the three pillars of the hot summer."

"If so, the paper strength of our Indian martial arts has surpassed the hot summer!"

"In the future, the title of the first martial arts country in Asia is in our Indian country!"

"Hahaha..."

Froor Palace excitedly printed a few cups of spirits.

For a long time, the hot summer martial arts have always called Xiong Asia.

Their Fro -Palace was pressed by the Martial Arts Temple for so many years.

Previously, the god of war Ye Qingtian of the hot summer was very arrogant and arrogant. He rushed into the Indian country alone and hit their title.

This matter, they always remember!

A strong person who has a strong title, without allowing to break into other countries, is an invasion, and it is also a great blasphemy to the dignity of the country.

But at that time, the Froor Palace was not as good as the martial arts temple. Even if Ye Qingtian was offended, this humiliation could only endure.

There is no way, all dignity, all dignity rely on strength to fight.

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