The Lion King and others also agreed with King Beamon that they were stationed in the third line of defense.
At the same time, the news that Qiu Jiajun lost three lines of defense and flew to the king of Nan like a piece of paper.
Three more parts flew over the South King's Mansion and flew towards the east, west and north.
"The orcs are out again!"
After reading the (Qing Qing) newspaper, Nan Wang didn't panic on his face, but just said something lightly.
The king of the south has a large face, white face (color), three long beards, (body sh n) wearing gold (color) brocade.
The breath is like the sea, endless and unfathomable.
Judging from the appearance, the king of the south was born with an emperor's face.
The Nan family has risen in a troubled world, from a thousand years ago to the present.
It is said that his ancestors had been enlightened by a senior, leaving behind a book that is said to be a god.
But a thousand years have passed, and no one in Nanjia can successfully cultivate.
The current South King has also been very low-key, and no one knows which step he has taken.
Anyway, the top assassins sent by the east, west and north are dead in his hands.
However, the three parties did not stop, sending people to test each year.
Therefore, the three parties can roughly estimate his cultivation.
Therefore, the Quartet has been peaceful for years, and no large-scale battle has occurred.
They are all waiting for the opportunity, waiting for a chance to shoot.
"South King, those six Beast Kings are all from the strength of the Holy Peak, our Qiu family can do nothing!"
The owner of the Qiu family who stood on one side (body sh n) shouted in the autumn.
"Well! I don't blame you. Anyone who encounters this game will lose out."
Nan Wang picked up the golden bottle and took a sip of Qiongyeyuyu.
"South King, how should we respond?"
In the autumn, he was forgiven by Nan Wang, and his heart (qing) was relaxed for a large part.
"It seems that only the king himself shot it!"
Nan Wang said indifferently, and stretched out his left palm of gold (color), looking over and over again.
A happy face (color) in autumn.
"The king of the south descends, the mana is boundless!"
"Well! It's just six Beastmasters from the Holy Peak.
If the King was afraid of them one or two years ago, but now ... hehe! "
Nan Wang didn't show much compliment to the autumn, but there was a disdainful expression in his eyes.
Autumn respectfully remained silent. He knew that it was inappropriate to speak at this time, and he could only listen.
Sure enough, Nan Wang did not listen to him.
"Did you all retreat to the ground?
"Yes, the South King, Qiu Jiajun all arrived."
"Just stay there, King will go to the six beasts tomorrow morning!"
"Yes! My subordinates retire!"
Looking at the back of autumn, Nan Wang smiled slightly.
This is his wife's brother and his most loyal subordinate.
I have been enjoying blessings for so many years, and there is nothing to do.
King Nan did not mind his ability.
Just being loyal is enough.
In the early morning of the next day, six of King Bemon came to the other side of the lake.
The lake water is hot all year round (hot r), and mist is floating on the lake. This is a good place for vacation.
But at this time, it was full of Qi.
The Qiu Jiajun on the other side of the lake changed their fear (color) of the previous days (ri), and they were calm as usual.
(身 sh n) Standing upright, holding a spear in his hand, he remained motionless despite the wind.
One person stood in front of them, with large square faces, three long beards, and a gold (color) brocade, carrying both hands.
This person is their centering pill, the backbone!
South King!
When the six kings of Beamon met the south king, the corners of his eyes did not tremble.
This person ...
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have felt his presence at all.
In other words, this person (body sh n) didn't breathe a little bit of breath.
He is the king of the south!
Beamon and others can say for sure.
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