Chapter 337 Great opportunity!

Jin Tianji, a arrogant arrogant who is so proud to his bones, has an ambition in his heart to sweep the world one day and rule the Quartet!

Suffering a huge blow in life suddenly, the future is hopeless, and it is normal to feel ashes.

Su Ba has investigated Jin Tianji's situation.

Because of the lack of timely treatment, coupled with being ravaged by the violent power of thunder, Jin Tianji's cultivation has fallen to the acquired realm at this time!

If there is no treatment, the realm will continue to decline, and eventually become a waste!

"Su Ba..."

Seeing that someone was approaching, Jin Tianji slowly raised his head, and when he saw Su Ba, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he spat out the name that made him unforgettable!

"Su Ba, you will die, just wait, the day the Black Dragon Sect's army perishes the Thunder Dragon Sect will be your day of death!

You will be cut in a thousand pieces, cramped, and you will never turn over! "

Jin Tianji was disheartened, and the only thing that supported him to live on was his hatred for Su Ba's rotten bones!

Su Ba looked down at Jin Tianji with a condescending expression on his face. Hearing Jin Tianji's words, he smiled lightly and said slowly.

"Jin Tianji, when will the Black Dragon Sect arrive? What are the plans?

If you come honestly, how about I heal your wounds and stop you from falling? "

"You are dreaming, haha, Su Ba, I want you to die, I want you to die, and there are countless Thunder Dragon Sect disciples for your company, hahahaha!"

Jin Tianji's eyes were red, and he laughed arrogantly!

"what!"

Suddenly, Jin Tianji screamed!

It turned out that Su Ba kicked him to the wall.

"If you are stubborn, then you are in despair, and you will die on your own!"

Su Ba looked at Jin Tianji indifferently, and then said to Tang Ruoxi, "Senior sister, let's go."

He didn't report his hope at first, he could ask something from Jin Tianji's mouth, the storage ring was in hand, and it was time to leave.

"Well, tomorrow morning, you and I will meet Tang Mo's ancestor."

"it is good."

. . . . . .

The next morning.

The back mountain of Thunder Dragon Sect.

Dense water vapor misty.

The green bamboo is soaked in the mist-shrouded peak water vapor, which is lush and pleasant.

This tender bamboo forest was where Tang Mo lived in seclusion.

At the end of the forest path, there is a chic little bamboo house, walking in it, the fragrance of a piece of soil and tender bamboo blows.

Tang Ruoxi brought Su Ba to the bamboo house and was about to open his mouth to greet him when Tang Mo's old and kind voice came from inside the bamboo house.

"No need to report, just come in."

"Su Ba, go in, the ancestors are looking for you."

"OK."

Su Ba nodded, then pushed open the door and entered.

The furnishings in the bamboo house are quite simple, with only a small bed, a wooden table and two vintage rattan chairs.

at this time.

Tang Mo just sat on a rattan chair and watched Su Ba walk in with a smile.

"Sit down, Su Ba."

Tang Mo pointed to the remaining rattan chair.

"Um."

Su Ba responded and sat down properly.

After Su Ba sat down, Tang Mo poured Su Ba a cup of tea and said slowly.