"Holy Son, now that the rivers and lakes are mysterious and the people's hearts are panicking, it is a great opportunity for my "Divine Sect Demon Gate" to desperately expand outward. But is it appropriate for us to just watch and let the other sects that were originally following us take advantage of us? ”

In a deep forest, people don't know that the sky seems to be close to the cliff. Lin Qing sat leisurely on the bench in a thatched house, and in front of him, Feng Zhengyi was also sitting on a small bench with a solemn face, sitting opposite him.

But in the next moment, Feng Zhengyi's face was bitter, and he was directly persuading Lin Qing in what he thought was the most sincere tone.

No one knew that the whole world that was disturbed could not live in peace, which made the entire martial arts and countless sects grit their teeth for it, and it also made the Northern Shura Sect want to tie up their own holy daughter on the spot, and then throw it on his bed, just begging him to remember the "Shura Holy Son" of the Holy Sect wholeheartedly.

After causing that great turmoil in the city, not only did they not further develop the prestige of their Shura Sect, but directly hid in Feng Zhengyi, the iron core of the Northern Holy Sect, and prepared a "back road" for themselves.

Here, with the money saved by Feng Zheng for half his life, Lin Qing can enjoy every day the enjoyment that all ordinary people in the Thirteen Dao of the Great Chu Martial Arts can imagine, or can't imagine!

Food, wine, if it weren't for Lin Qing's bad beauty, it is estimated that someone could get it.

Overlooking the scenery of thousands of mountains, according to their own cultivation, away from the red dust, and the aura of their own destiny.

I have to say that Lin Qing had a much more chic life during this period of time than he had in Huangcheng.

However, his here is where he can practice martial arts wholeheartedly, but he is the bitter Jianghu martial arts, those who have been stirred up by him, and the world has been turned upside down.

Needless to say, on this ...... Just the "Divine Sect Demon Gate" created by Lin Qing before, but in the future, most of the things will be handed over to his own hands, and he will not do it anymore, and there are definitely tens of millions of "MMP" who want to taste with Lin Qing.

It was also that he knew that he couldn't beat Lin Qing, otherwise he would definitely let this beloved Holy Son know what was called the power of the ancient black dragon, and what was the power of the Heavenly Peak!

"What the hell is there?" Lin Qing looked at Feng Zheng, who was looking at himself with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to ask for something for himself.

"I've been staying here all the time, and I haven't gone out much, but I definitely don't think that I don't know anything about those things in the rivers and lakes.

I, the "Holy Son of Shura", is a "pseudo-martial artist", it is estimated that there are very few people in the entire martial arts who don't know, aren't you going to tie me up, and then go to please your Highness the Holy Maiden? ”

From Lin Qing's sudden rise in a little time ago, the people of the Northern Shura Sect knew that when they were in turmoil and waiting for the destruction of the Holy Land Demon Sect at any time, there were still people who could hold up this Shura beam that was about to decline for them, so that their lives would still be glorious and rich.

Under such preconditions, the honor and disgrace of a mere saint is simply not worth mentioning.

Even if she is in charge of the Shura Sect's inheritance true weapon, the Shura Blood Eye Sword, it is rumored that since the "forced palace" happened at the main altar, it seems that the qi of the entire Shura Sect has shifted, and Mo Huan has lost the qualification to control the inheritance true weapon.

Even if it may be just a rumor, the blow to this saint is nothing short of a disaster!

Now, Mo Huan is facing the current situation of completely betraying his relatives, and he has no choice but to move out of the message that the entire Northern Shura Sect is enough to blow up and be torn apart, and even affect himself.

That is-the "Holy Son" Lin Qing they chose is simply a fake!

It can be said that after this news spread throughout the entire martial arts, I really don't know how many sects laughed off my big teeth.

I have heard that when faced with the possibility of taking over the throne of the head of a great sect, the branches, main lineages, elders, true lineages, and descendants of some sects will tear each other apart and assassinate each other because of disagreements in interests, and even do not hesitate to do such things as "going down and going up".

But they really didn't think that the Northern Shura Sect could actually play such a play after the seemingly settled established fact!

This is simply another refreshed the lower limit of the Five Directions Demon Sect.

Even the Grand Sect King of the Central Primordial Demon Sect, who has never taken the so-called slogans of glory, justice, and kindness to heart, and is always ready to do a big job, so that the whole world will return to the embrace of the Heavenly Demons, can't help but utter the words "Old man is ashamed to be with you, the Northern Demon Sect".

The Five Directions Demon Sect has been in unison and has not changed for thousands of years.

He could be so angry that the Dharma King of the Primordial Demon Sect would say such a thing. It is conceivable that in other sects, the impression of the Northern Shura Sect must be so deep.

Originally, Feng Zhengyi wanted to deliberately hide such a thing, so as not to have any bad thoughts about the Holy Son.

Anyway, this Holy Son has been cultivating in this mountain range for the past few days, and he has not been connected to the outside world at all.

I want to know everything through them. In that case, it's not up to them to say what they want to say?

"But...... It seems that the Holy Son has other channels of information besides me. Who could it be? ”

"And although I didn't make a move, but you have also been in the turmoil of the rivers and lakes recently, and the people of the Northern Demon Sect are panicking, and everyone is thinking of finding another way out, but I don't know how many characters have joined the 'Divine Sect Demon Gate', right? What's more, you're so sure that I won't know who exactly you've taken in? ”

Feng Zhengyi was thinking about something in his heart, but he suddenly raised his head and saw Lin Qing's smiling face, and then a cold sweat gushed from the sweat glands on his forehead, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the inconspicuous alley in the previous city, and once again faced his choice about his future life!

"He knows! Holy Son, he knows everything! How is this possible, it was only the two of us at that time......"

Feng Zhengyi forcibly suppressed his constant commotion of heart palpitations, and then couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his face that he couldn't stop at all, and then smiled heartily: "Hahaha, Holy Son, you are really." How could this happen? I had already heard before I came here that the group of people from the Northern Holy Sect did not believe the nonsense of His Highness the Holy Maiden at all, and they openly declared on the rivers and lakes that when the Holy Maiden cultivated the divine skills of the Shura Sect, she would hurt her innate spiritual consciousness without paying attention, so the words she said before were inaccurate. They have always wanted you to take charge of the overall situation from your Northern Holy Sect!

Even the "Bloody Eye Sword" in the Holy Maiden's hand, they are already ready, as long as Your Highness the Holy Son returns, you will be able to get it immediately. Is it true that you, Holy Son, don't want to lean over and pick it up? ”

"Really? Forget it. Lin Qing was noncommittal about Feng Zhengyi's words, and then spread his hands: "Take out the 'Taixuan Thirty-three Days God and Demon Diagram' and show it to me." ”

"Huh? Well! Yes, Your Highness the Son! The horror in Feng Zhengyi's heart rose to a higher level in vain, but it was the ghost who took out the nine-foot scroll from his arms that he had never left and slowly spread it out.

At this moment, Feng Zhengyi's expression and movements were as if he was preparing to go to the legend of the ancient century, Jing Ke, who assassinated Qin Shi Huang, with a serious and solemn expression.

"Anyway, how did this Jing Ke assassinate Qin Shi Huang in the first place, and it was the emperor who killed him who ran around the pillar?

What kind of thing is she! Disdain JPG. ”

Suddenly, Feng Zhengyi's mind seemed to flash this out of tune.