"Heh~"

Looking at the warm jade and fragrant women here, like the strange women who were quintessential from an era, they couldn't care about their identities anymore, and they collapsed here, Lin Qing couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Isn't this the contemporary saint of the Six Desires Holy Sect in the West? I didn't expect that after a few days, your strength has increased greatly, and you have reached the realm of grandmasters, which is really amazing. But you're not in your house, the Western Holy Sect is blessed, and you came to me to take care of my Northern Holy Sect to clean up the portal, what's going on? ”

As far as the eye could see, one after another familiar figures jumped into Lin Qing's eyes.

Don't mention the contemporary sword girl of the Taiyan Sword Sect, she was the first to shoot at Lin Qing.

At the beginning, she had a face-to-face with Lin Qing, and then she was directly hung on the wall by Lin Qing with the holy woman of the Western Demon Sect, which can be said to have lost face.

And at that time, she was only congenital, but now she has become a grandmaster-level combat power. This is eating a pig and giving birth to fat, and it can't compare to such a speed.

What's more, she and Qiao Linglong are world enemies!

Between the two, not to mention that there is you without me, with me without you, when they meet, they have to distinguish a high and low, but there is not much difference.

And Lin Qing was turning his head again, and all of the people present basically had a relationship with Ming Linqing, but unfortunately most of them were hung on the beams of the house, and then they were the ones who lost face.

But now it is possible to come here to fight for the same man, if the young heroes in the rivers and lakes who were hooked by them knew about it, it is estimated that the three views can be refreshed countless times.

Sure enough, behind each goddess there is a big pile of photos of long cylindrical instruments in their mouths, compared to scissor hands! Look at it, the word "positive" at the root of this thigh is not less written. Lin Qing secretly thought of something, and the expression on his face seemed to have a little inexplicable look.

"Ahh You bastard, you're not human! How could there be such a vicious person as you? Feng Lang treats us very well, where will it be like you!! Since I suffered your humiliation, I just want to cramp and skin you and eat your bone marrow! ”

Before Lin Qing could say anything, he suddenly saw a girl who was paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up alive or dead, with a pure and beautiful face, and a little familiar, who was scolding herself with a resentful face, and after scolding, she still seemed to feel puzzled and spit at herself.

"Who are you? Are we cooked? Don't say it so ambiguously, it's like when I've done something I'm sorry for you. Lin Qing's face turned purple with anger as he said casually.

"You don't even remember me! You don't even remember me, you whipped me twenty times, and hung me upside down on the beam of the house for two days and two nights, and now you say you don't know me! Woo woo... Woowoo woo ......"

Suddenly, at the moment when Zhang Wanyu was crying, she saw Lin Qing wave her hand and a huge piece of "yellow mud" flew in, which went straight into her mouth.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Wanyu's creepy Mary Sue fragments that she didn't know where she learned them were swallowed directly into her stomach along with the yellow mud.

"Who is this thing, as soon as I came, I put on such an attitude, I, Lin Qingtang, am an upright person, when have I done these things to you, don't slander me here!"

Lin Qing's shameful laugh was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the women's soldiers who were slumped on the ground one by one, except for their mouths moving, there was no place to jump, and suddenly they were scolding one after another.

In the words, while constantly ridiculing Lin Qing with various words, they are constantly holding Feng Zheng sentence by sentence, as if here, in this world, only being attached to Feng Zheng's body is the only value of their existence!

Lin Qing didn't pay much attention to this ridicule in the face of this voice, but listened attentively on the side. Although he had already predicted the son of the era of "Feng Justice", he knew that for a son of the times, the so-called auspicious death and good fortune turned into evil, and the humanoid stallion was just the basic setting.

Under the abundance of luck, not only can you find that glimmer of life every time. As his enemy, his brain is filled with a mess of paste, no matter what he does, it is in vain, and even his own kills again and again have the opposite effect, making the son of the era grow at a faster speed!

Even if someone could push him into a corner. It can temporarily explode seeds, explode the seventh, eighth, and ninth senses, awaken the memory of the fifth world, open up the forbidden area of God, and awaken the ancient bloodline.

All living individuals within a radius of thousands of miles, even if they are true form grandmasters, can be regarded as chess pieces that can be discarded, so as to calmly get out of themselves and become cannon fodder.

If you really force him to the point where there is no way to retreat, then the legendary Star Magister - "Liu Xiu" "understands, his life experience can definitely show you a bloody face."

Facing all this casually in front of him, Lin Qing was really not surprised at all.

But it wasn't until he saw this scene that he felt a little sad for them.

These can be called the quintessence of an era, and they can be called the proud women of the sky. At this moment, one by one they threw themselves into Feng Zhengyi's arms like moths to a fire, and even more so that she could abandon all her subjective opinions, it was like turning into a delicate vase.

In the face of such a reality, if it weren't for Lin Qing's own deep roots, and even being able to compete with the world in some aspects, how could it be described as "creepy"!!

Indeed, according to Lin Qing's guesses, the origin consciousness of this world is not like the majestic horror of the extraterritorial heavenly demons when they descended thousands of years ago.

If you want to ask him to make a move in the long time, it is basically better than nothing, and looking at the long river of history, there is no appearance of him making a move. But it doesn't matter if it doesn't make a move, those martial arts people who rely on it to exist, one counts as one, and all of them are slight "bacteria" on its body.

He has many, many ways to control this group of "bacteria" in his body.

It only takes the slightest inadvertent bias in some places, and the results are no longer similar.

As long as it is willing, it may be able to taste in an instant what it means to be the enemy of the whole world, without a trace of the pain of standing on both feet!

Now Lin Qing first gave this hope, and then took the opportunity of the extraterritorial temple to infinitely expand his confidence.

Then, when he was at his most high-spirited, he personally interrupted the hope and pride in his heart again and again, if nothing else, the backlash from the world consciousness should come.

Lin Qing intentionally or unintentionally looked at Feng Zheng, who was protected by this group of women's army, and the exercises of several layers of his god and demon martial arts fell on him...

"You're damned!"

Looking at the "broken flowers" all over the ground, Feng Zhengyi only felt that the blood around him was burning like never before because of his anger.

He stepped past all the confidantes here, in the sound of a coquettish "Feng Lang".

People are in mid-air, and the fist wind has been overwhelming!

Ten percent of the internal force, the blood of the whole body, without reservation!