Jin Ling stared towards the Dharma King's Hall, bowed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Master, Jin Ling is gone." ”

Yan Ziyu sighed, Jin Ling, you say that you don't have nostalgia, but you still remember your old wishes in your heart, right?

Jin Ling was silent, this mood was very complicated.

Tong Hu suddenly shouted: "No, Jin Ling, do you feel that your master's spirit in the sky is looking for you?"

Jin Ling was stunned, Tong Hu smiled, the people in the Dharma King Hall have been beaten down by us, should we take the good things in the Dharma King Palace?

Shi Jiaoxue shouted, "This is a robbery, right?"

Tong Hu shook his head, this is wrong, the Demon Master was eaten by the King of the Golden Wing, and his things Jin Ling also has the right to inherit, isn't it? Now Jin Ling has nothing, this is not right!

Jin Ling said: "No need, Master gave me one of the most important magic weapons a long time ago, the Qingyin Bell, the Demon Whip is in the master's hand, the White Tiger is given to Senior Brother Yuhu, and there is nothing else." The property of the Dharma King's Palace never belonged to an individual, but was born in the world. ”

Luo Jin also immediately said: "Master, you can't take those things." Originally, we didn't care about the loss, but if we took it, we would pay for it. ”

Boss Tonghu is not interesting, he used to rob everyone and was elated, but now Shi Jiaoxue wants to stop it, and Luo Jin also stops it, originally I wanted to get some private money for you Jinling, you don't want me to be so enthusiastic What are you doing?

Suddenly, a golden-winged roc bird came from the sky, screamed, and dropped a golden whip from its claws. The golden whip flashed and fell directly into the hand of the golden bell. One after another, the spirit spell rose from the golden whip, and it did not enter the center of the golden bell's eyebrows, and he had already recognized the golden bell as the master and set the soul seal.

Jin Ling held his whip at the golden-winged Dapeng bird that had disappeared in the sky and silently recited: "Thank you, Master!"

The disciples of the Sea of Compassion around them were all shocked, and Jin Ling took the Demon Whip, and that was the person who inherited the mantle of the Demon Master! A big white tiger jumped out of the Dharma King's Hall with a roar, ran to Jin Ling, and lay down on him, letting Jin Ling ride on him.

Tong Hu's eyes widened. Burst out laughing, and that's pretty much it. Let's just say, how can we do it in vain, how can we have to have a harvest? This tiger is good, let's take turns to play Tiger Shock...... Reaching out and touching it, the tiger opened its mouth and bit Tong Hu's arm with a click.

Tong Hu's forehead was bruised, and the heavenly box burst out with a hundred auspicious lights, beating the big white tiger for a while.

Jin Ling pounced on the big white tiger to block: "Master, don't fight!" The big white tiger lay on the ground with tears in his eyes. A big bag.

Yan Ziyu laughed, this tiger is good, he can distinguish loyalty and traitor!

Tong Hu roared: "Your mother will have to pay for meat in the future, bite me!"

Shi Jiaoxue said coquettishly: "It's so cute, what's the matter with a bite! Okay, okay, let's go!"

The big white tiger took the initiative to ask Shi Jiaoxue and Jin Ling to ride on his back with peach blossom eyes, and carried Luo Jin and Yan Ziyu together in Tong Hu's unhappy gaze. Tong Hu was helpless, so he rode the Xuantie Leopard to chase after him, and put all the others into the Haotian Jade Dew Pot. In the blink of an eye, the dust is gone.

Only then did a group of disciples of the Sea of Compassion dare to start to wake up the drunk people on the ground with medicine. A huge paw print on the body of the Dharma King of All Destructions, I don't know if it was stepped on by a tiger or a leopard.

The Jade Tiger Ming King ran out of hiding, and with teary eyes, he saw that the big white tiger abandoned himself and followed Jin Ling. Master Shenyue, Dan Tiesheng, and the Palace Master of Jade Chang all had gnashing teeth on their faces.

The Jade Chang Palace Master's eyes turned red and said, "Tong Hu, I will definitely not let you go!"

Master Shenyue said, "Tong Hu has the support of Wuji Tianzun. He also has a very good relationship with the Wan Xian League, how easy is it to clean him up? For example, today, the younger generation, there are no more than three people who can clean up Tong Hu. Extinguishing the sun, Yao Zhao, Bai Gang. Annihilation and Yaozhao have teamed up to overpower Tong Hu. But none of them will take Tong Hu's life. After that, he sighed, "The chemical workshop once wanted to ask for the destruction of the sun to deal with Tong Hu, but who knew that the Destroyer of the Sun actually refused!

The Jade Chang Palace Master's eyes lit up: "Yes, I'll go find Bai Gang and kill him! Bai Gang, he once said that he was willing to do anything for me!"

King Yuhu Ming hurriedly said: "Sister, the point is to snatch back my White Tiger and Master's Demon Whip!"

Although the big white tiger usually seems very useless, that is, a riding pet, but without it, it will be ridiculed everywhere!

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Zhu Ziguo is now once again ushering in a period of explosive economic growth.

There are still a few days before the Tiger Slaughter Conference will begin, and there are strong people entering the country everywhere, and Zhu Ziguo's army will be busy just by registering the masters of entry, and every important checkpoint has already sent martial fighters with superb cultivation to assist in the investigation, which has not happened in the past hundred years.

Several warriors who had just arrived from Donghuang entered with the team of the Chamber of Commerce with heavy giant blades on their backs, and although there was a letter of introduction from the Chamber of Commerce, they were still subject to a very strict level check.

"What are you doing?" For the delay of being interrogated in a small country like Zhu Ziguo for as much as half a day, several martial artists with a high level of cultivation have been seriously dissatisfied, and some people are angry, releasing their true qi to exert coercion on the other party, "We are famous martial artists in Donghuang! Isn't it okay to take the document of the Chamber of Commerce as a guarantee? Zhu Ziguo ...... a small place."

It's no wonder he gets angry, the big man in charge of the investigation is not a soldier, he doesn't wear armor, and he doesn't have an armed Xuanbing Xuanjia, he can be said to be dressed very casually, almost tattered, and he puts his bare feet on the table and looks at every document carefully, and sees that the other party's sect and teacher seem to be full of contempt.

A huge palm grabbed from behind, grabbed the head of the shouting warrior like an egg, and flicked it back, and several warriors staggered behind like a pool ball and fell into a heap. From the glare of the sunlight revealed a terrifying giant wearing a red tasseled helmet, but the upper half of his body was naked, wearing only a heart guard.

Giant soldier Feng Ji!

Several warriors were stunned, the coercion of cultivating to the realm of transforming into a god had nowhere to exert in front of the other party, and this giant seemed to them to be an extremely familiar figure, the famous giant warrior in Donghuang, Feng Ji, nicknamed "Giant Soldier", a legendary figure who won a thousand games in a row to redeem himself.

"If you don't want to die, shut up and go to the back and line up honestly!" Feng Ji glared at a few people viciously, "I am entrusted by the Chamber of Commerce to take care of your life! Don't be ignorant!" After saying that, he performed the etiquette of a martial artist to the person at the outpost, and the killing intent that had gathered in the other party's eyes dissipated, and he nodded casually.

A few people obediently lined up in the line and asked quietly, "Feng Ji, is that also a martial artist?"

"Naturally. Don't you know that Zhu Ziguo's Martial Fighting Division has already sent martial fighters to help prevent entry?" Feng Ji said in a deep voice, "Those are all eighth-level martial fighters! Killing you idiots is a matter of moving your fingers!"

"Eighth rank?" For people from most countries, the level of a martial artist is not a very clear idea.

Feng Ji said: "In the world of martial arts, the level of a martial artist represents the rights he can enjoy and the level of his opponent. To challenge an eighth-level martial artist, you must be at least seventh. Exceptions are made except on special occasions. I'm only level seven, and I really the other party, and I can't save you. ”

"You're a giant soldier Feng Ji, you're only level seven?" Several martial artists were shocked, what level of strength was he equivalent to?

Feng Ji glanced at a few idiots who didn't know the height of the sky with a compassionate gaze, and the general cultivators who ran the rivers and lakes were not comparable to the strength of several major sects, which was equivalent to the level of a third-level martial artist?

Feng Ji said coldly: "In this Tiger Slaughter Conference, Tong Hu, the most important character, has just been promoted to the seventh level. But as far as I can see, he is completely capable of level eight strength. Even so, if he didn't play a full game, he didn't deserve to be an eighth-level martial artist. ”

Several martial artists didn't dare to say anything, and it was as easy for the giant soldier Feng Ji to crush their heads as it was to crush a boiled egg, but from Feng Ji's mouth, he could feel what an insurmountable gap the eighth level was for him, and the difference in strength at this level was so big.

Feng Ji coldly glanced at the long queue to enter, there were tens of thousands of martial artists who asked to enter in one day, and among them, those with extremely high cultivation could see several of them at a glance. Even some well-known grandmasters from famous families are obediently lining up with their disciples. What about the true immortals? The golden immortals also have to line up obediently.

The eighth-level martial artist is such a powerful existence, only the martial artist can understand how powerful the eighth-level is, and those outside sects don't know how big a gap they are with them because they don't have the opportunity to fight against them.

However, suddenly there was a vote of people who cut in line, and the leader was walking and scolding: "What? Tiger Slayer Conference? Who the hell gave this name?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes squinted, who is so grumpy? (To be continued......