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The Thunder Dragon Sect and the other six disciples who went out for a nap had already returned to their positions a quarter of an hour ago.

They are waiting for the next wonderful duel!

If not unexpected!

Only the top two masters of the true biography disciples are left to fight!

This type of confrontation, which represents the highest level of the young generation in the East Continent, takes place only once in three years, and everyone is looking forward to it.

"Aha, it's finally about to start, I can't wait!"

"Me too! I look forward to Junior Brother Su's action!"

"Yeah, I don't know that Junior Brother Su will be able to defeat a few true master disciples in the end!"

Many disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect talked with excitement.

Su Ba's losing streak to the opponent's four true followers makes them full of confidence in Su Ba!

Some of the disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect who have faintly regarded Su Ba as an idol, they can beat a few true master disciples in one mouth.

However, in the direction of the Liuzong area, those disciples looked at this side with a sneer.

They firmly believed that their true master disciple could directly ask Su Ba to kneel down and call him uncle!

at this time.

The incense of time has been burned.

Tang Baiguang stood up, was about to say something, suddenly felt something in his heart, turned his head to look, his eyes became a little unbelievable!

Not dare to neglect, Tang Baiguang walked down the stairs quickly and greeted him toward the entrance of the square.

Everyone looked startled and turned to look.

I saw at the entrance of the square, a silver-haired old man leaning on a dragon wood cane, smiling slowly and walking towards him.

The old man looked very old, but his eyes were clear and deep, as if he had read the vicissitudes of the world.

The people of the Six Sects looked stunned, but the disciples of the Thunder Dragon Sect were surprised and speechless!

"I... I'm going... That's... the ancestor..."

"No, the ancestor... actually came out!"

"I have been in the sect for more than ten years, and I have only seen the appearance of the ancestors in portraits. This... isn't it true..."

The ancestor of Thunder Dragon Sect, named Tang Mo, was cultivated in the Divine Sea Realm.

Everyone in the audience, except for the great cultivators in the Rotating Pill Realm, the rest, the disciples of the Sixth Sect, the disciple of the Thunder Dragon Sect basically only saw Tang Mo in the portrait.

As early as more than two hundred years ago, Tang Mo had retired to the back mountain of Thunder Dragon Island, ignorant of the world.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Tang Mo actually came out of today's Seven Great Sects of the Eastern Continent who would meet martial arts once every three years.

To know.

Tang Mo didn't know how many times he had met with this level of martial arts. When he was young, he had also participated in it, and he had overwhelmed the crowd many times and looked around.

Logically speaking, Tang Mo didn't look down on such small scenes at all. How could he come here?

"Uncle Master, why are you here?"

After Tang Baiguang greeted him, the first sentence asked everyone's doubts.

"Hehe, the purple spirit is coming from the back mountain today, and there seems to be a double dragon fighting. The old man expected that a real dragon should be born today, so he came and took a look."

Tang Mo Dan smiled.

what? !

Ssangyong fight? The real dragon was born? !

Tang Baiguang was surprised!

If what Tang Mo said is true, then Su Ba must be one of them. As for the other...

Could it be the cold young man from Jinlongzong?

Tang Baiguang's gaze shifted, and he saw that Tang Mo's gaze at this moment fell on the cold youth of the Golden Dragon Sect in the distance.

Tang Baiguang frowned slightly.

Is this really the case? Unexpectedly, the Golden Dragon Sect also produced a Tianjiao-level genius.

No wonder Jin Xiangqing is full of confidence, even when he sees Su Ba so good, he doesn't change his face, as if everything is under his control.