Everything points to disaster!

Luo Shi's opinion is more pessimistic than Qin Yang.

"Senior Brother Luo, wasn't he able to contact Senior Brother Jin's residence that day?"

"Far water can't quench the thirst of the near, unless it is the great martial sect of the sect to make a move, otherwise, there is no chance!"

The Great Martial Sect is the realm above the Martial Sect.

Tianwu Continent, as seen by the world, is respected by the Martial Sect.

Only in the sect, above the martial sect, there are still strong people.

The Great Martial Sect is only stronger than the Martial Sect, not the limit of the martial arts.

But because of the rules of the Tianwu Continent, the Great Martial Sect is the limit. If you want to break through, you can only leave the Tianwu Continent and go to a higher-level martial arts world.

In the Tianwu Continent, only the three major sects have the method of how to leave the Tianwu Continent, and only the three major sects know how to complete the leap from the Martial Sect to the Great Martial Sect.

These things are unknown to the worldly people.

Qin Yang also learned after listening to Jin Ding and Luo Shi's explanations that the beings of the Tianwu Continent were just sitting in a well and watching the sky.

"Maybe, the Great Martial Sect will make a move!"

Qin Yang still has this self-confidence. If this master of his really has vision, then he will never sit back and watch himself be destroyed.

And fortunately, Qin Yang's guess was really right!

Jin Ding was intercepted by fifty Blood Thorn Knights, and when he was dying, he was lucky enough to connect to his master's messenger.

As soon as the old man heard the reason, he immediately exploded!

At the moment before Jin Ding was about to encounter the poisonous hand, the phantom of a giant hand fell from the sky, and with one palm, it slapped the fifty blood thorn knights who formed a battle formation to surround Jin Ding into mud.

And the golden tripod in the palm of his hand was unscathed.

"Jin Ding, where is the person that Senior Brother wants?"

"Meet Uncle Seven!"

Jin Ding escaped death, saw the faces of the people who came, and shivered directly.

It seems that the old man was really angry, and actually sent Yun Xuanzong's best killing star over.

The peak master of the seventh peak of Yunxuan Sect, Ye Wentian!

Ye Wentian can be called the miracle figure of Yunxuanzong. The wonderful embodiment of cultivation can be incarnated into thousands of people, playing the world.

However, this Ye Feng Lord's temper is not very good, and he kills people at every turn.

If it weren't for the ten thousand wonderful incarnation to sharpen his mind, it would be possible for this one to become a demon lord of the killing path!

"That direction!"

Jinding's fast road pointed to the direction in which the flying boat was attacked.

A hundred miles away, in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Ye Wentian's mind moved, the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth turned into a rope, directly tied Jin Ding strongly, and dragged him to lightning.

Poor Jin Da Martial Master was dragged like a puppet, unable to mobilize even a little Yuan Force.

A moment later, outside a dense forest of raging flames.

Jin Ding saw the seriously injured Luo Shi and the unscathed Qin Yang.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Seeing the person his senior brother was looking for, Ye Wentian's eyes immediately lit up.

Jin Ding was thrown to the ground and fell to the ground.

Ip Man Tian descended in front of Qin Yang and Luo Shi.

"Senior Brother Qin, this is the Seventh Senior Uncle, Master Luo visits the Seventh Senior Uncle!"

"Okay, half-dead, swallow this quickly and heal yourself!"

Ye Wentian waved his hand casually, and Master Luo's bow down was instantly frozen.

And after Qin Yang finished saluting, he was just about to straighten up, when he suddenly found that his body was not under his control, and he saluted Ye Wentian three times in a row.

"Qin Yang, very good, from today onwards, you are the only disciple of this seat, the young master of the seventh peak of Yunxuan Sect!"

"Huh?!"

Hearing Ye Wentian's words, don't say that Qin Yang was dumbfounded.

Even Master Luo and Jin Ding were dumbfounded, Qin Yang, but the closed disciples set by their master were their junior disciples.

Uncle Seventh came out like this to cut off his beard, what's the matter?

"Uncle Seven!"

"Shut up!"

Before Jin Ding could speak, he was yelled back by Ye Wentian, "Do you need you to talk nonsense when you do things in this seat?" The artistic conception in this kid's body is really the best seedling to practice the killing path of this seat. If the old man is not convinced, you let him beat me!"

Let him hit me!

Hearing Ye Wentian's words, Qin Yang only had one feeling, this one, right temper!

It's just that which disciple are you really looking at?

Qin Yang aimed at Jin Ding and Luo Shi, but these two honestly became ostriches.

"Boy, enter my door, and kill the Tao! Go, and take you back to the field for the teacher!"

"That, Master, my sister is still waiting for me over there!"

"You still have a sister? Where's that? Forget it, I'm not going to do anything about it. Let your sister worship under the old man's door, he will really come to beat me!"

Ye Wentian controlled the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, locked Qin Yang and the three of them, and crossed the space in an instant, appearing in the cave where Qin Yi was hiding.

Xiao Bai felt Qin Yang's breath and rushed out of the cave with a meow.

"This is, good, good, good, haha, this seat is really the head of good luck!"

Ip Man smirked.

"Uncle Seventh, do you know what kind of primordial beast this is?"

"Nonsense, your seventh uncle and I practice thousands of incarnations, incarnate thousands of worlds, travel in all worlds, in this world, there are really few things I don't know!"

"So, what the hell is this?"

"Want to know?" Ye Wentian looked at Jin Ding with a smile, "There is no door." If you all know, how can you show the wisdom of this seat? "Of course, Ye Wentian would never say that he didn't know what kind of Yuan Beast Xiaobai was. He plays all worlds, and even he can't recognize the Yuan Beast, will that grade be worse?

"Brother!"

Qin Yi ran out of the cave and ran towards Qin Yang excitedly.

When Ye Wentian saw Qin Yi, his eyes widened again, and he looked at Qin Yang, "Boy, is this really your sister?"

"Of course it's true!"

"It doesn't make sense, she's your own sister?"

"Yes!"

"Stinky boy, are you an idiot when you are in this seat? Your sister has phoenix blood, if you are a mother, how can you not have a little bird blood on your kid?"

Ye Wentian glared at Qin Yang and raised his hand to slap his head.

Qin Yang's figure shook and dodged.

"Master, the gentleman doesn't move his hands!"

", I'm not a gentleman!"

Ye Wentian didn't expect Qin Yang to actually avoid his move, although it was just a casual palm, not a martial art, nor hostile. But the control of the Great Martial Sect, with a gesture, came naturally.

This disciple of his own, it seems, has really picked up a treasure!

"Well, what about your father and your mother? Where are they? I'm going to ask them why they favor one over the other?"

“......”

Qin Yang listened to Ye Wentian's words, and wanted to ask, is your old man lacking roots and tendons! The bloodline thing is inherited, some people are lucky, and if they encounter it, some people are unlucky, so naturally they don't get it.

"Stinky boy, what kind of eyes do you have, do you feel like I'm making trouble in this seat?"

"Master, what, should we hurry back to the sect?"

"What's the hurry, what kind of bullshit bloodthirsty wolf warhorse regiment, you just let them go?"

"Of course not. It's just that this little revenge, the disciple plans to avenge it himself!"

"Okay, this is the disciple of this seat!"

Ye Wentian immediately laughed, laughing so hard that his mouth opened wide, which was very scary.