"It seems to be someone from some palace. ”

Feng Zheng was just curious, and he couldn't remember it clearly when he heard the scaly claw.

Lin Zhao's heart moved, "Dragon Elephant Dao Palace?"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"It's the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace. ”

Feng Zheng nodded hurriedly.

When Lin Zhao heard this, he immediately understood.

Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, that is a powerful sect with the Five Qi Venerables in charge, in the Red Thunder Continent, it is only inferior to Xuanxin Pavilion, Wuxiang Zen Temple, Shenhe Villa and other sects.

Powerful.

If the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace arrived, it would be normal for Zheng Xishan to treat him so politely.

And ordinary people don't know it, but Lin Zhao knows. Most sects like the Iron Blood God Sect have backers. Only in this way can these sects, which do not have the Five Qi Great Venerable in charge, be able to survive in the Red Thunder Continent.

The backer of the Iron Blood God Sect is the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace. The Iron Blood God Sect offers many medicinal materials, ores, and other cultivation materials every year to seek the protection of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace.

If a sect of the same level provokes and attacks, the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace will not pay attention to it. But if a sect at the level of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace used the big bully to deal with the Iron Blood God Sect, they would have to stop it.

In fact, this is also a double benefit.

For the Iron Blood God Sect, it got a big backer. When encountering an irresistible opponent, you can also rely on the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace to survive.

For the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, the territory under its own control is already very large, and it is difficult to completely control it. It's better to win over these slightly inferior sects of the Iron Blood God Sect, and they don't need to spend much energy to receive a considerable amount of worship.

Why not?

This is similar to the 'vassal system' and 'suzerain' that Lin Zhao knew.

The Dragon Elephant Dao Palace is a hegemon, just like a suzerain. The Iron Blood God Sect is a small prince, and it is supplied for self-protection every year.

In the face of the arrival of the 'Sect Master's Country' Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, how dare Zheng Xishan, who is a disciple of the Iron Blood God Sect, be contemptuous.

"Just. ”

"What is the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace sending people to Kunshan City for?"

Lin Zhao couldn't help but wonder.

The one hundred and thirteen cities in the nine counties under the rule of the Iron Blood God Sect are just remote corners for the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, and they will never come when they have nothing to do, and they will surrender their identities.

I came this time, but I don't know why.

Lin Zhao thought about it like this, and then left it behind. He lived in seclusion in Kunshan City for seven years, and in addition to the daily necessary 'practice', he never exerted his magical powers, and lived in Zhengfeng Street like an ordinary person.

That.

The fact that there were disciples from the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace who came to Kunshan City also learned about it from Feng Zheng's mouth.

However, Lin Zhao was very happy about it. Living with the mentality and perspective of ordinary people is of great benefit to the improvement of their Taoism and cultivation. Life is everywhere, and there are many insights.

chatted with Feng Zheng for a long time.

Lin Zhao didn't care what the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace were doing when they came to Kunshan City, and when he saw that the sky was about the same, he got up and went to the kitchen to make a fire.

It is said that it is a fire, but in fact, there is a fire in the stove that is hidden and does not appear. As soon as Lin Zhao came, the flames were stirring, as if he was cheering.

Lin Zhao's five fingers poked out, his thumb moved slightly, and the qi machine on his fingertips was like a match, surging towards the flames of the stove.

Rumble!

The flames roared vigorously.

Lin Zhao then began to stir-fry and cook.

The stove flame regulates the temperature as you wish. A gas machine envelops the entire kitchen, and is blessed with iron pots, shovels and many other ingredients.

The fragrance escapes and whets the appetite.

Feng Zheng smelled the fragrance outside the courtyard, and he had long been eager to wear it.

Then.

Thundered!

In the north of Kunshan City, there was a sudden roar, and the entire Kunshan City shook for a while.

"It's an earthquake!"

Someone outside was screaming in panic, and the sound of running was mixed.

"Brother Lin is an earthquake!" Feng Zheng was startled, and shouted at Lin Zhao in the kitchen with an anxious expression.

"Earthquake?"

Lin Zhao came to the courtyard with a spatula in hand, comforted Feng Zheng, and looked up at the north of the city.

Feng Zheng has no cultivation, so he can't see the scenery in the north of the city. Lin Zhao saw at a glance that in the north of the city, there were several breaths rushing straight to the bullfighting, colliding with each other, causing the mountains to shake inside and outside Kunshan City.

"With a hint of anger, like a fire-like atmosphere, it is Zheng Xishan. ”

Lin Zhao has lived in Kunshan City for seven years, and has also seen Zheng Xishan, so he is no stranger to his breath.

"The one who is majestic, powerful, and infinite should be the people of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace. ”

Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, most famous for the peerless "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong". It is said that this martial arts has been cultivated to the highest level, and it can have the power of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants, which can shake the heavens and the earth and shatter the void!

Dao Palace disciples, after all, there are only a few who are qualified to practice "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong". However, most of them practice power-based martial arts exercises similar to "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".

It is the breath of the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace, most of them are majestic and vast, and they are full of power.

Zheng Xishan and the disciples of the Dragon Elephant Dao Palace naturally did not fight.

In the event of a conflict, it should be the other party.

"Ethereal and uncertain, agile and pretentious. ”

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Lin Zhao thought about it, and always felt that this kind of martial arts atmosphere seemed familiar. Thinking in his heart, he saw a finger pointing to the sky, and with a bang, the guard formation in Kunshan City was completely broken.

Boom Boom!

Inside and outside the city, there was a bang.

Countless buildings have collapsed, and countless dead and injured have been killed.

"Murong Zhang!"

"How dare you destroy my Kunshan City?!"

A burst of cheers sounded, it was Zheng Xishan, the city lord of Kunshan City.

Lin Zhao looked from afar, and saw Zheng Xishan, an iron-blooded man, rising from the ground, holding a spear, surrounded by a fierce aura as if killing a god.

A shot burst through the air and stabbed into the void.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines?!"

The man in the void, dressed in white like snow, was as indifferent as a god, high above. He stretched out a finger and said softly in his mouth—

"Finger Joining!"

One pointed out that the heavens and the earth moved.

Zheng Xishan held a spear in his hand and maintained an offensive posture. But a burst of energy shot out from the back of his head, smashing into a city wall, exploding and collapsing dozens of buildings.

Iron Blood God Sect!

The city lord of Kunshan City!

Zheng Xishan!

Fall in an instant!

......

Zheng Xishan, who is at the level of the Star Realm, is not the enemy of the people in white!

"The lord of the castle is dead!"

"The lord of the castle is dead!"

"Demons slaughter the city!

The fall of Zheng Xishan made Kunshan City completely chaotic. Ordinary people were frightened and became more and more panicked. In their eyes, the city lord who was like the sky was killed with one finger. Regardless of the reason, so many buildings were destroyed and so many people of Kunshan City were killed.

This man in white is not a demon, what is it?

"Demons?"

Feng Zheng's face changed greatly, and he turned his head to look at Lin Zhao, but he saw that Lin Zhao's face showed a trace of abruptness and no fear, so he calmed down a little.

"Brother Lin. ”

"The demons are going to slaughter the city, let's go. ”

Feng Zhengqiang settled down and stammered.

"There's no hurry. ”

Lin Zhao patted Feng Zheng on the shoulder, and a gentle breath entered, which immediately made Feng Zheng's hanging heart let go, and he only felt a burst of stability.

"Murong Zhang. ”

Lin Zhao looked at the void, and the young man in white was retracting his fingers, finally remembering what this person was about.