"Nissa is here too."

"Nissa is as diligent as I am, and there must be a reward for calling us over."

Simon got excited.

First, it was because I was called over with Nisha, and I felt that my relationship with her was a little different, and I was indescribably happy.

The second is to guess that this time I came over, probably because I was diligent and not lazy, and I wanted to be rewarded.

Simon glanced at Nissa for a moment, and then wondered what Master Horace would give him.

Asked to stand straight and not be lazy, even if no one was watching, Simon didn't feel tired. The sun was shining on his face, his eyes were a little open, and Simon didn't sit down.

Nissa, too, stood obediently.

However, among the thirty companions in total, no one dared to sit down, and at most stood softly.

Wait until noon.

A fine layer of sweat oozed from Simon's nose, and he was wondering if Master Horace had forgotten about them, when he saw Lord Horace, as well as Master Senior, and Master Burns approaching.

That Lord Guangyuan was also there.

Simon blinked.

It was the first time he had seen the baron so closely. It is worthy of being a man who can subdue the purple-eyed bone dragon, although he doesn't look so strong, but standing beside the three guardians, Simon saw Baron Guangyuan at first sight.

I saw Baron Guangyuan coming over.

Simon was a little nervous.

He didn't even hear what Baron Guangyuan said to the three guardians, but he saw Baron Guangyuan reach out and point at him, and also point at five companions, including Nisha.

"Come along."

Simon was confused, following Baron Guangyuan, side by side with Nissa.

Soon.

Then they came to a stone house.

……

Descended the mountain.

Simon was still in a trance.

"Poor Dao Guangyuan, from today onwards, you and the other six will be disciples of the Poor Dao."

"Morality is quiet, and it is really too clear. A yang comes to the copy, and the co-religion is forever bright. ”

"Simon, in the future, your Dao name 'Xuancheng' will be the fourth disciple of the Poor Dao."

Baron Guangyuan's voice was still recalling.

Right now.

Baron Guangyuan was already his teacher.

"I actually became a disciple of the teacher?" Simon couldn't believe it, and his steps were a little vain.

"Simon."

"Oh no, Fourth Senior Brother."

Nissa looked at Simon and graciously stepped forward to join him.

"Huh?"

Simon froze and looked at Nissa.

"You should call me Senior Sister." Nissa couldn't help but laugh when she saw Simon being stupid.

"Senior sister."

Simon came back to his senses suddenly, and Nissa was given the Dao name 'Xuanning' by her teacher, and among the six of them, she was ranked first and was the eldest disciple.

"Hee-hee."

"Don't be stunned, let's go home. Father and mother must have been overjoyed to hear the news. ”

Nissa pulled Simon and strode down the hill.

She is a year older than Simon and more mature. But Leng Buding was accepted as a disciple by Baron Guangyuan, and he was still excited. I just want to go back early and tell my parents the good news.

Simon's eyes widened and his head clouded, and before he knew it, he trotted back home with Nissa.

……

After sending the six newly accepted disciples home to pack their luggage, Lu Qingfeng returned to the stone house.

"Two Terran boys, two little minotaurs, two Black Prison Clan children."

"The qualifications are not bad, and they are diligent and hardworking. Good student cultivation, in the future, he can be the pillar of the Guangyuan Immortal Sect in the Barbarian God Realm. ”

Lu Qingfeng thought in his heart.

When you come to the Barbarian God Realm, you just happen to catch up with such a situation, if you don't do anything, it will be a pity. In particular, the great situation of the two worlds in the barbarian god realm should naturally be taken advantage of.

"The Venerable Six Pupils and the God of Tai Sui began to lay out three hundred years ago, and I don't know how many True Immortal disciples were reincarnated. In three hundred years, there may have been a bit of climate in the barbarian god realm. ”

"But I'm a bit of a magic sect, and I have all kinds of spells and magic weapon inheritances, so I'm not necessarily weak."

"The Great Avenue."

"In this life, we have to fight."

There is a back road of reincarnation, Lu Qingfeng has no worries, and he wants to do a big job, "The establishment of the sect gathers luck, at least it can accelerate the cultivation of this life." ”

Thereupon.

Lu Qingfeng deliberately asked Horace and the three of them to select thirty children of the three clans from the watchman's lair who had not yet begun to practice the Barbarian God Realm method.

Six people were selected from among them and accepted as disciples.

This is to teach the immortal Dao method and open up the immortal Dao vein in the barbarian god realm.

"The Barbarian God Realm method is biased."

"In the future, we must still have orthodox Dafa."

Establishing a sect is not an overnight thing, Lu Qingfeng first accepted the disciples and slowly adjusted. There is no need for Guangyuan Immortal Sect to conquer the city for him, as long as he can assist in education and gather luck for him.

Misty luck.

Although Lu Qingfeng has gone through the sixteenth century and has a lot of experience, he also knows nothing and is still groping.

……

Accept the disciples.

Don't be in a hurry to open a mountain and establish a sect.

While cultivating in the Watchman's Lair, Lu Qingfeng was teaching the six disciples while also learning about the surrounding situation.

Unaware of the passage of time.

Starry Floating City.

The Duke of Doyle's mansion is home to Night Elves.

"How's it going?"

In a secret room, Duke Doyle shook the glassware in his hand and muttered to himself in the empty room.

The Void.

A figure stepped out of the darkness, with pointed ears, also a Night Elf.

"Duke Rorel sent Zal to the Watcher's Lair to invite Guangyuan, but was refused." Defoe replied respectfully.

"Hmph."

"I've said a long time ago that Lorel's set won't work at all."

Duke Doyle shook the test tube, and with a wave of his hand, a transparent vessel containing a dark red liquid in the air landed on Defoe's hand, "This is the 'water of night and silence'. After opening, it will naturally evaporate, and the baron and viscount will fall into a beautiful sleep when they smell it. You find a chance to stun him and take him to Fern Wall. ”

"Yes."

Defoe replied.

When it was over, Duke Doyle added, "Every human lord of Lorel cares, so don't hurt him, I don't want to anger this crazy woman." ”

"My subordinates understand."

Defoe nodded, put away the 'Dark Night and Silent Water', and vanished.

"Lorel is too conservative and too kind."

"Toynby is too upright and too rigid."

"Night is coming, and time is running out for Starshine Floating City."

In the secret room, a long sigh was heard from the Duke of Doyle.

……

The Watcher's Lair.

In the stone house.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the night elf who was bound by the Demon Ring in front of him, and couldn't help but smile, "It seems that Duke Doyle has a lot of confidence in you and this bottle of potion." You have sent your people against me, and I am confident that you will not fail. ”

"The Duke has no ill intentions, he just wants to invite the Lord to get together."

Defoe frowned and struggled secretly.

But this golden ring magic guide is really powerful, and it is rigidly bound, and it can't break free at all.

A moment of despair.

He never thought that-

came full of confidence, but he was caught in front of him.

With the strength of his viscount lord, he was actually discovered by the new lord in front of him before he released the potion. As soon as the five-colored light flashed, he was smashed. After that, before he could react, a golden light fell on his head.

I can't break free anymore.

This kind of method is very strange, even if Duke Doyle is in person, if he doesn't investigate, he will suffer a big loss.

Defoe looked at the Baron Guangyuan, and his heart was shocked.

"Don't struggle."

"The fighting qi in your body has been sealed by the poor path with a secret method. There is a golden ring of demons outside, how can there be a reason to break free? ”

Lu Qingfeng looked at the night elf, and the smile on his face was even worse.

If it is simply divided according to the energy level, the night elves in front of them are about the same as the monks of the Shidan Realm.

But in terms of physical body, it is not as good as the real person of Shidan who is casting his true body.

Only vindictive, but lack of change.

Only the 'retreat' in the talent is commendable.

Hidden in the dark night, it hides all qi fluctuations, making it difficult to detect. The secret attack was attacked, and a fatal blow was delivered in a silent place, even if it was the same lord level, it was difficult to perceive it first.

A natural assassin.

That is, Lu Qingfeng.

Da Luo Dongguan broke all the falsehood, Di Fu showed his 'concealment' swagger and appeared in the stone house, and was discovered by Lu Qingfeng at the first time, and a five-color divine light broke his talent, and his fighting spirit was also banned.

I'm afraid that even Defoe himself didn't expect to be subdued so easily.

"The Duke has no ill will, and I ask your Excellency to forgive Defoe for his offense." Defoe was soft.

He didn't want to die because of Duke Doyle's 'goodwill' invitation.

"Whether there is malice or not, it's not up to you to decide."

Lu Qingfeng stepped forward, his face did not move, and said lightly, "Let's let Poor Dao see what Duke Doyle has ordered." ”

"What are you going to do?!"

Seeing this, Defoe felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Five Ghost Dementors!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flickered, and five yin winds appeared from all directions of heaven and earth, and they all drilled into Di Fu's body.

"Ahh

The five ghosts are possessed, and the yin qi is cold.

Defoe was cold and couldn't help but scream. The soul seemed to be being torn apart, and Defoe let out one high-pitched roar after another, and the pain was overwhelming.

Lu Qingfeng turned a deaf ear.

The scenes in front of me flickered-

……

In the Chamber of Secrets.

The Duke of Doyle took out the 'Water of Night and Silence' and told Dufomo to hurt him.

……

Somewhere in the Floating City.

Defoe and a gray elf turned the clouds into the clouds, a look of joy on their faces.

The voice of the gray elf echoed in Defoe's ears—

"Kill the man, take the magician, and leave some traces of the shot."

"Doyle is aggressive, Lorel is stubborn. Tsk, I'm really looking forward to the two dukes turning their faces. ”

……

The wailing stopped, and the roaring stopped.

Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeves, and the five ghosts disappeared. Defoe was drenched in sweat, his face was pale and his eyes were scattered, and it was obvious that he had been tortured a lot.

"The old one."

"Old-fashioned conspiracy."

Lu Qingfeng felt a little bored.

He slammed his palm and landed on his chest, spurting out three bowls of blood and falling into the air.

"It's-"

Dilfoben's expression was sluggish, and he was immediately shocked when he saw this scene.

But he saw Lu Qingfeng pointing at the sword, the sword was in the void, pulling the blood, and there were words in his mouth.

In the middle of the air, the hot blood in the center of the head turned into threads, twisting like earthworms, forming all kinds of mysterious characters. The blood in the heart is insufficient, the follow-up is weak, and the characters are gradually about to dissipate.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Di Fu to the side.

"No!"

"Don't!"

The expressionless face fell in Defoe's eyes, but it was like the devil on the seventy-second layer of the abyss.

Even.

Far more infiltrating than the untouchable devil.

Lu Qingfeng ignored it.

With the seal in his hand, the golden ring of demon on Defoe's body turned into golden light and fell into his hand. As soon as Zhenyuan rolled up, he threw the defenseless Defu into control.

The next moment.

Bang!

Defoe's face was terrified, and the whole person exploded, and the flesh and soul were all turned into sacrifices of the 'Demon Silk Curse'.

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flickered.

Visualize the gray elf in Defoe's memory, with whom he was tumbling through the clouds. The strange characters in the air writhed like dragons and snakes, and in the air, one pocket turned into blood light and disappeared into the void.

"Whew."

After doing this, Lu Qingfeng's face was also a little pale.

Sit down and recuperate.

……