The Daoist Master of Jinshan is the master of the Jinshan Daoist system today, and his cultivation is meritorious and creative, and he has even been recognized by His Majesty the Emperor of Qin, and he has been given the title of Jinshan Poison Tyrant.

This in itself is a symbol of strength.

You must know that His Majesty Emperor Qin is high, and it is impossible for ordinary masters to obtain his name.

"Jinshan Poison Tyrant...... It's really terrifying!" Wang Qiong couldn't help but sigh.

The history of human cultivation has been broken several times, and the Dao systems that can be passed down to today have good strength, and many inheritances have been preserved, which is their greatest reliance and heritage.

Among the many Lingshan Taoist systems, Jinshan is definitely the number one.

Ye Tian was able to obtain the support of the Jinshan Dao Master, so he was naturally even more fearless.

"You know how tricky it is now!" the Black Sword Demon reminded, "The ancient monks are transcendent and hidden in the world, and the laws and dogmas of the human world cannot bind them. ”

Especially an existence like the Jinshan Dao Master, with supernatural powers in his body, free from the world, everything is only based on his own heart, if he kills people, there are no taboos, and he will not be constrained by any factors.

"If he really stiffens Ye Tian, I'm afraid not many people are willing to conflict with him. The Black Sword Demon said in a deep voice.

He still has some understanding of the Jinshan Dao Master.

"Ten years ago, if it weren't for the great changes in Jinshan, and the Jinshan Daoist also suffered a heavy blow because of this, he would have been born and famous, and he would not have waited until today. ”

"Huh?" Wang Qiong's heart moved slightly.

"Who else dares to move the Spirit Mountain Dao System?"

The Black Sword Demon looked slightly gloomy and nodded: "Ten years ago, the Jinshan Daoist was broken through the mountain gate with a single sword, and all the eight hundred disciples under the sect died, and even the Jinshan Daoist was hit hard, and he hid in Tibet to save his life. ”

"Who did that?" Wang Qiong was shocked.

There are many masters in this world, and the Jinshan Dao Master is definitely not the strongest, he was injured, Wang Qiong was not surprised.

But even the mountain gate was broken, the disciples withered, and all of them were killed.

This kind of means and courage is not available to everyone.

There are only a handful of people who exist like this.

"The one who does it ......" The Black Sword Demon paused, and then spit out a name.

"Twelve Thrones, Black Blade!"

"What is it?" Wang Qiong was dumbfounded.

He never dreamed that the boss would have such a relationship with this Jinshan Dao Master.

"Among the twelve thrones, the Black Sword is the most jealous and hateful, the Golden Mountain Dao Lord was so immortal back then, and somehow he provoked this evil star...... "The Black Sword Demon sighed in a deep voice.

"I heard that the battle back then was extremely mysterious, and the black blade never appeared, thousands of miles away, with a horizontal sword, it destroyed the Jinshan Great Array, wiped out eight hundred disciples, and killed the Jinshan Daoist Lord, like a lost dog, and hid for a whole five years before he dared to show his face. ”

The Twelve Thrones, each of which is a legend of the world, has a fierce name and legend.

Breaking the gold mountain with one knife is one of the legends that belong to the black blade.

"I heard that that battle left a shadow in the heart of the Jinshan Dao Master, and the name Black Blade has also become a taboo, and it must not be mentioned lightly. "Black Sword Demon Dao.

In his eyes, he did not look down on the Jinshan Daoist because he had such a past, on the contrary, this became a proof of the strength of the Jinshan Daoist.

You know, he's facing the Twelve Thrones.

The existence of such legends, being able to survive in their hands, is a legend in itself, a thing worth showing off for a lifetime.

The Golden Mountain Daoist became famous and received a title called "Miracle Under the Black Blade".

"It turns out that there is another such one. The corners of Wang Qiong's mouth raised slightly, revealing a vague smile.

He especially wants to laugh out loud now, so that he can't die, this Jinshan Daoist is actually the boss's "old acquaintance".

"You now know how terrifying this Jinshan Dao Master is. The Black Sword Demon said in a deep voice.

"Got it. For some reason, Wang Qiong was a little looking forward to it.

The Black Sword Demon glanced at him and shook his head, he was still young in the end, and he didn't really understand the terrifying nature of the Golden Mountain Dao Lord at all.

Ye Tian has the support of characters like the Divine Martial King and the Jinshan Dao Master, how can he not be tough?

"Senior, what about another backer?" Wang Qiong asked.

"The Three Princes of the Day. The Black Sword Demon said directly.

"A prince!?" Wang Qiong frowned slightly.

For him, the three backers behind Ye Tian are the most tricky for the three princes.

This is not only a royal family, but also the son and son of His Majesty today.

This identity alone is extremely intimidating.

Not to mention, the three princes are famous, even Wang Qiong has heard of it.

This is a genuine master of the Fusion Weapon Realm, and his command is also as strong as a cloud, and he also holds many heavy weapons from the Qin Imperial Court Research Institute, and he is also quite prestigious in the government and the opposition.

"You now know why he dared to come to the door to force marriage!"

Wang Qiong showed a look of understanding.

King Shenwu, the Daoist of Jinshan, plus the three princes.

With these three mountains at his back, it is no wonder that Ye Tian was able to sit on the position of the senior brother of the Bright Academy Palace.

It is no wonder that he was able to win the favor of Luo Wangcheng and make a marriage with Luo Qingyuan.

Now, with these three big names supporting him, he is quiet, and comes to Luo Wangcheng in person, as long as he forces Luo Wangcheng to fulfill the marriage contract in advance, he can block Youyou's mouth, and even hit the Mending Heaven Guild and slap everyone who sees jokes in the face.

This trick draws the salary from the bottom of the kettle, and the big snake can be said to be playing like fire and pure love, and it is deeply samadhi.

The most important thing is that Luo Wangcheng has no reason to refuse.

In this situation, even the bigwigs who Wang Qiong bothered to enlarge would not be able to come forward.

"It's tricky. Wang Qiong understands the current situation very well, he wants to turn the tables against the sky, there is only one way to try.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the Black Sword Demon.

"It's not realistic for you to risk the world's condemnation to take away the Yuan girl......" The Black Sword Demon looked out the window, his expression solemn, and his voice became low.

"However, as long as you can do what I say, Luo Wangcheng will live up to you. ”

"Even if you regret your marriage?" Wang Qiong asked.

"If you really do it, even if the world is turned upside down, you can make a fuss. ”

"Senior......" Wang Qiong was about to say something more, but was directly interrupted by the Black Sword Demon.

"You'll know when you arrive. ”

Wang Qiong muttered in his heart, and he didn't ask more.

In fact, the Black Sword Demon's request was simple, and it had been stated before.

He said that a sword in Luo Wangcheng was broken, and what Wang Qiong had to do was to repair the sword.

Once successful, any condition can be negotiated, it is any condition.

"We're almost there!" said the Black Sword Demon in a deep voice.

Wang Qiong looked through the window made of glass chalcedony and saw a huge bronze gate appear in sight.

......

At the same time, under the bronze door, in the depths of the underground palace of Nuoda, there was a heavy impact sound from a cage closed by heavy chains, so that the surrounding chains were shaken and deformed.

"After 30 years of madness, who in this world still remembers your edge?

The old man's voice sounded in the depths of the dungeon.

In the darkness, a figure slowly opened its eyes, and the cloudy eyes bloomed with essence, looking overhead.

"Enchantress's breath!"