Chapter 582 Lion opens his mouth

" shut up! What is this place? Where are you qualified to speak?"

Ming Wanxue stared at Zhu Zhu coldly and couldn't wait to tear Zhu Zhu immediately.

Garros scolded her. After all, the two sides are of equal status and are both real elders. There is a struggle between the two sides. She doesn't care whether they win or lose.

But Zhu Zhu is a little guy, how can he have the right to scold her? He also laughed at her, looking for death.

"Ha ha, I've heard that Elder Wan Xue is very arrogant for a long time, but now at first sight, it's true." Zhu Zhu shook his head and sneered, and then stared at Ming Wanxue: "Does my bamboo leaves have the right to speak? Your elder Wanxue has no final say, and only the elder has the final say!"

"Hum... The elder didn't say that Zhu Ye was not qualified to speak. What right does Elder Wanxue have to scold Master Zhu?"

"Oh, by the way, is this the so-called anger?"

Zhu Zhu is sharp and sharp when talking about the great truth, especially compared with Garros. How can Ming Wanxue reprimand him?

Even Shadong, the owner of Mawang City, who sat next to Ming Wanxue, also frowned, thinking that Ming Wanxue's reprimand just now was quite embarrassing and angry.

As a powerful elder, he should not have made such a mistake.

However, from the other hand, it can also be seen that Ming Wanxue is in a very bad mood at this time, and she is confused and loses her sense.

Thinking of this, Sha Dong couldn't help turning his eyes to Garros and Zhu Zhu, and his eyes suddenly appeared.

"Well, now that things have been said, too many accusations and disputes are of no benefit to solving the problem." The elder looked at Ming Wanxue and then turned his eyes to Garros: "Master Garros, are the nine holy elders doing now?"

Garros said in a low voice, "Good peace!"

"Hmm."

The elder nodded: "The elders are the mainstay of our Mawang demon realm. They can't be damaged. Now they are fine."

"The struggle between you is nothing more than the map of the Third Army. At the beginning, the elder assigned the Third Army to Elder Garros to consider the extraordinary combat effectiveness of the King Ma army controlled by Elder Garros. He wanted to improve the combat effectiveness of the Third Army by letting Master Garros manage it, but he did not expect so much to happen. Things!"

"This is the elder's fault!"

Garros and Zhu Zhu immediately stood up and said, "It's Garros who is reckless!"

Ming Wanxue also stood up, but it was much slower than Garros, "Wan Xue knows what's wrong!"

"Well, if I'm wrong, I'm wrong. You don't have to say more."

"Now, Master Garros has been in charge of the Third Army. Do you know that he will improve the combat effectiveness of the Third Army in the future? Otherwise, I will be the first to let you go!"

The elder stared at Garros and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Garros will definitely live up to Boss Zhang's expectations!"

"Well, both of you are wrong in this incident, but Ming Wanxue actually sent the Holy Elders to capture Master Garros. The impact of this matter is too bad. Have you forgotten that only I can move?"

The elder's tone suddenly turned and stared at Ming Wanxue coldly.

Ming Wanxue was stunned and knelt on the ground, "Wan Xue knows his mistake!"

"Huh! It was your fault to send the holy elders to capture the powerful elders, and the nine holy elders were destroyed by the whole army, which is also your fault. Because of your stupidity, I almost lost nine holy elders in the Mawang Demon Realm..."

"How should I punish you?"

"Big Elder, Elder Wanxue is also angry because the Third Army was deprived. Please take it easy!" Shadong, the owner of Mawang City, stood up and pleaded for Ming Wanxue.

"Yes, Elder, Elder Wan Xue is also confused for a while. Please forgive her this time!" Jian Qing, the mysterious real-power elder, also begged for mercy for Ming Wanxue.

"Hmm! You don't have to say much. The elder has already figured out what is right and wrong!" The elder glanced coldly at the two demons and said, "From today on, Ming Wanxue is no longer the elder of real power, but on the top of Ming Wansheng!"

"Thank you...thank you, Elder!" Ming Wanxue's face was pale and his expression was sad.

Ferce!

The elder showed her fierce side.

When the matter was decided, the elder left early, and the Mawang Hall fell silent again, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

Zhu Zhu and Garros looked at each other and smiled.

They have predicted today's results for a long time, but now it seems that there is no deviation.

After all, from beginning to end, the underworld horse is a series of provocation, and they are all passive counterattacks. Although the means of counterattack are a little fierce, they do not need to bear much responsibility.

The Pluto is different. They are very active, but they have not achieved their purpose. It can be said that they have lost their wives and soldiers.

There is only one thing that Zhu didn't expect, that is, the first-level elder of the Pluto series conceded defeat so quickly. According to his idea, the seventh-order elder of the first series of Pluto was dispatched to seek face for the first series.

But there is no Pluto.

Although the reason is not clear, it must have nothing to do with the elder.

"Where are the nine holy elders?" Ming Wanxue stared at Garros and Zhu Zhu with resentment. Now that she has lost the position of the elder of real power, she is only the cultivation of the ninth-order demon. It can be said that her position in the Pluto Ma series will plummet in the future, all of which is due to be given by Garros and his hateful disciples.

The resentment in my heart is to the extreme.

"Ha ha, sleeping in Mr. Zhu's space ring!" Zhu Zhu laughed.

"Release the nine holy elders quickly!" There was a flash of murder in Ming Wanxue's eyes.

Zhu sneered and said, "Ming Wanxue, you have figured it out that these nine people were going to kill us at that time. If my teacher hadn't mastered the rune array, we would have died long ago. How could we stand here?"

"In order to save his life, my teacher scrapped 18 sacred artifacts and let them go like this. Who cares about my teacher's loss?"

"Also, the cultivation resources accumulated by the Third Army for thousands of years have been transferred by you. These things belong to the Third Legion, not to your Pluto!"

Listening to Zhu Zhu's words in the Mawang Hall, the lion opened his mouth, and the other four powerful elders were stunned and scolded in their hearts. Shit. Although your teacher can engrave holy weapons, there is also a probability. Eighteen sacred artifacts? Your holy weapon is Chinese cabbage!

Even Garros was also ashamed to twitch. He finally understood why Zhu Zhu would discuss with him on the way here. When discussing chips with the Pluto, everything was up to him.

This is for the lion to open his mouth.

"Eighteen sacred artifacts? The resources of the Third Army? Ming Wanxue sneered: "Are you too much?"

"Ha, then you can not accept this condition. Anyway, the elders are concerned about the life and safety of these holy elders. As long as they don't die, the elders will not deal with us. Well, Mr. Pig, let them sleep in the space ring!"

"Hmm! However, if you want to exchange these holy elders, you need 20 sacred weapons and all the practice resources of the Third Legion. Don't think that Master Zhu doesn't know how many practice resources the Third Legion has. If it is not enough, Master Pig will never release the Holy Elder.

After saying that, Zhu Zhu turned his head and looked at Garros and said, "Teacher, let's go!"

"Hehe, go back and get ready. Contact me when you're ready."

Garros took a look at Ming Wanxue and immediately walked out of the Mawang Hall, followed closely by Zhu Zhu.

"Everage Wanxue, 20 sacred artifacts and the practice resources accumulated by the Third Army in exchange for nine holy elders. You can't decide on this matter. You'd better ask the advice of the ancestor of the Mingma!"

Lord Wu stood up, warned Ming Wanxue, and turned away.

Other real-power elders looked at Ming Wanxue and sighed. Now they have seen the power of Garros Master and Apprentice. Ming Wanxue has lost their position as real-power elders because of the two demons. The situation is not miserable.

The evil star!

Garros is a pair of evil stars!

"Cough, little guy, do you have a big appetite?" Out of the Mawang Hall, Garros couldn't help smiling bitterly.

Zhu Zhu shook his head: "I still feel that my appetite is small. Do you think, how suspenseful are we this time? The whole army was almost destroyed. Isn't it too bad for us not to teach them a lesson?

"Alas, but we also have to worry about the ancestor of the Pluto series, the seventh-order saint... I'm under great pressure!" Garros sighed.

What about the seventh level? Master Zhu is not afraid of him now!"

Zhu Zhu said arrogantly.

He has this confidence. Now, the moon mountain saint of his imperial envoy is the seventh level. With his means, he is united with the moon mountain saint, and the ancestor of the underworld horse is not enough to see.

"Well, as long as you have confidence. It's just thanks to the elder this time. After all, our methods are more fierce. If she wants to pursue it, we still have a great responsibility.

"Don't worry, now that the elder needs us, she will naturally give us some benefits." Zhu Zhu laughed.

"Hmm."

"Master Garros, Zhuye Xian's nephew, let's talk together?" Lord Wu came out of the Mawang Hall and hurriedly greeted him.

"Ha ha, Lord Wu has arranged it?" Zhu Zhu's eyes lit up.

Lord Wu nodded with a smile.

"Ha, that's great. Let's go and have a look!" Zhu Zhu couldn't wait.

[Second update, please collect it.]