Divine Child System

The one who was called Brother Fei was the Sect Master Fei Hua of Baolan Sect.

He is a very good person, he likes all kinds of random analysis, and the analysis is often useless nonsense.

Seeing Zeng Haoren and asking for help, Feihua immediately showed off.

"This immortal wasteland is not the dominance of the Nebula Palace. Nebula Palace wants to deal with us. We can ask other sects for help!"

As Fei Hua spoke, a triumphant expression appeared on his face.

Obviously, he felt that he was wise, martial, and wise.

Even this can be discovered.

"Oh, I'm so smart!"

Fei Hua couldn't help but thought to himself.

But after Zeng Haoren and others heard it, they were all speechless.

This is really Feihua, and everything he said is nonsense.

Do you still need to talk about this?

The Immortal Wasteland is certainly not the only sect in the Nebula Palace.

However, Donglin Mansion is directly under the Nebula Palace.

Let them ask other sects for help, let alone whether other sects are willing to stand up for them.

Just when there is a sect who is willing to come forward, then the problem comes again.

Such a move by Donglin Mansion was tantamount to betraying his own Shangfeng directly.

This is a taboo in the entire immortal wasteland.

At that time, let alone protect the major sects of Donglin Mansion, I am afraid that even ordinary people will be in disaster!

"Hey!"

Zeng Haoren sighed long and fell into despair.

The other sect masters are also in despair, like walking dead.

No way, this problem is unsolvable.

They can only passively wait for the butcher knife to fall.

Only Fei Hua was puzzled, wondering why everyone's expression became more depressed.

Could it be that what I said was wrong?

Fei Hua was puzzled to the extreme.

At this moment, Ye Meng's milky voice sounded.

"You cowards, what's to be afraid of, it's just soldiers coming to cover the water and earth!"

"Look at you, all of them are like turtles with heads down, not even a bit aggressive!"

The childish voice of Ye Meng's milky milk came to everyone's ears.

The complexion of everyone suddenly changed.

No matter who it is, it is naturally unacceptable to be said to be a tortoise.

However, they also knew that what Ye Meng said, although hurtful, was true.

They really are the turtles.

"Little sir, this is not because we are timid and we just want to wait for death, but the Nebula Palace is too powerful. They can send a few powerful people here to slaughter the major sects of our Donglin Mansion!"

Zeng Haoren said with a bitter smile, his expression was extremely miserable while speaking.

"How big is the gap? Don't say anything about the difference between heaven and earth with this baby, it's too empty!"

Ye Meng curled his lips when he heard the words, and said with milk.

In fact, he already has a solution, but there are still some things to know.

He provoked the matter, and their ancient immortal gate, which was also in Donglin Mansion, was also involved in it, so he naturally couldn't stand by and watch!

"The weakest monks in the Nebula Palace are all cultivation bases in the fit period!"

Zeng Haoren explained, concisely and without any extra words.

He believed that after Ye Meng heard this, he should have a judgment in his heart.

The weakest monk must surpass the entire Donglin Mansion. How can such a disparity in power resist?

It's okay if you don't resist. If you resist, I'm afraid the end will be even worse.

However, after Ye Meng heard it, he didn't take it seriously.

He curled his mouth and said milky voice.

"What about the highest?"