I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 234 Undercurrent surges, swords are on the verge of breaking out

The Seventh Level of the Eighth Palace Realm!
The red envelope is opened:
"Dancing steps of demons: Dao-level low-grade kung fu, the whole person turns into countless demons, all of them are charming and charming, seduce the soul, it is difficult to hold on!"

Judging by skills, one should be a third-tier sect, the strongest of the Tianmo sect.

It is said that in the Tianmo sect, there are all women, all of them are as coquettish as flowers, and they look charming, but they are extremely powerful.

How many men yearn for a gentle hometown, and it is also the burial ground of countless strong men.

"The Yin Miaoyi of the Tianmo Sect, Goddess! She actually fell in love with Leng Qiu, alas, a rising star of a generation, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape the hero's grave! A pile of buried women!"

"Tch, it sounds like you're not envious. It's the dream of many men to be able to enter the Heavenly Demon Sect. There are even three sons of God who publicly wanted to get her, but nothing happened!"

"Why do I feel that Yin Miao wants to divert trouble, intentionally annoy other people, and attract enemies to Leng Qiu?"

When everyone saw Yin Miao greeting Leng Qiu, all kinds of conspiracy theories came out, and they felt that there must be something hidden in it.

Leng Qiu heard the discussion and combined with her red envelope income, she knew that she was not simple.

It's not Yujie Fan who looks like it, but a goddess!

Is it a nympho to be a goddess?

"Boy, are you Leng Qiu? Roll over and die immediately! Yin Miaoyi, go find another man! He must die today!"

Without waiting for Leng Qiu to exchange greetings, a young man stood up.

The head is full of blond hair, dancing in the wind, like a lion's head.

Wearing a golden armor, the figure is majestic, and on the exposed skin, there is a layer of precious light flowing, like a god.

His eyes are as bright as stars, and his face is full of endless brilliance.

Extremely domineering!

"Bibbon Clan Damo! Seeing Leng Qiu is going to make trouble, so don't give him a way out!"

"The ferocious beasts in no man's land are generally stronger than humans outside, which is unimaginable!"

"Hehe, Leng Qiu, he is doomed today! He is the target of many masters!"

Seeing Da Mo standing up, everyone at the scene became interested.

I want to see how the long-rumoured God of Killing, Leng Qiu who destroyed two eighth-rank sects, will deal with it.

"Da Mo, what do you want to do? Is there no one to bully my human race? You want to die if you are so presumptuous on the human race's territory?"

Leng Qiu still didn't speak, and when he was about to teach Da Mo a lesson, a face was cold, like a glacier that hadn't melted for a thousand years, and even his voice was full of ice.

When speaking, the 36 masters in the whole scene couldn't help but get goosebumps on their skin.

"Xiaoyaochen, whose origin is unknown, specializes in wandering in no-man's land, and his strength is extremely terrifying! He has hunted and killed the true bloodline inheritor in no-man's land!"

Seeing him speak, someone exclaimed, as if they just saw him, inexplicably shocked.

"Xiaoyaochen, you will have to settle for killing my brother sooner or later, just wait!"

Damo, who was aggressive just now, suddenly lost his aura in the face of the indifferent Xiaoyaochen.It's just that the eyes flashed with murderous intent, which was far stronger than targeting Leng Qiu.

In a word, let people understand that the rumors are true, and the inheritors of the Armenian Clan were killed by Xiaoyaochen.

"Thank you!"

Someone stood up for him, Leng Qiu slightly cupped his hands and said.

He doesn't need it, but is only thankful for his deeds.

It's a pity that Xiaoyaochen is only targeting fierce beasts. He is as indifferent as ice, holding an ancient sword and wearing a gray gown, showing no superfluous expressions.

"You are Leng Qiu, who killed our sixteen Buddhist disciples. Today, we must seek justice!"

A bald man wearing cassock and scars on his head strode forward, pointing at Leng Qiu with the magic pestle in his hand, and said coldly.

The body is bathed in a layer of golden light, like a Buddha.

Leng Qiu just glanced at them, with a faint disdain on his face, and said:
"I heard that Buddhist disciples are merciful. I didn't expect that you are only born to kill. If you want to fight, you will fight. Are you afraid of you?"

If you all want to fight with him, then let you give up!

"Brother Leng Qiu, why are you in such a hurry, my sister said to protect you, I want to protect you! Let me do it!"

He was just about to step forward to make a move when Yin Miaoyi, who was beside him, stopped him with his right hand, walked forward slowly, and said in a delicate voice.

It seems that the powerful Buddhist sect disciples are nothing but rubbish in front of her, without any fear.

"The twelve sons of the Buddha sect, how many are here today, I want to protect him, do you dare to have any opinions?"

Yin Miao said very loudly, ready to challenge all of them.

Confidence and strength, far surpassing ordinary powerhouses.

Just as the twelve sons of the Fozong were about to step forward, a young master wearing a royal blue gown and holding a flute in his hand came out beside him.

With a handsome appearance, there is a radiant brilliance between his brows, and wisps of momentum blooming from his body, he is a romantic and suave young master.

With a magnetic voice and a bright smile, he seems to be more interested in women.

Holding the flute in both hands, he cupped his hands and said:

"Yin Miaoyi, you majestic goddess, do you want to bully others? The position of the Buddha is weaker than yours, but the strength of the team may not be worse than you. I'm here to teach you the dance steps of the demon. I heard that if you defeat you, you can enter the demon sect and enjoy The taste of boundless beauty!"

Judging by his appearance, he was a good man, but what he said revealed that he was a womanizer.

Of course, the Tianmo sect itself has a strong allure, but every man wants to enter it and experience it.

Seeing him stand up, Yin Miao said mockingly with a cold smile on her face:
"Son of the Underworld Sect, Li Dong, your Requiem from Hell doesn't do anything to me, go away!"

It seems that they are very familiar with each other, and they even know what exercises the other party knows.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense. Seeing that their god son and goddess were about to start fighting, the people next to them all avoided to the side for fear of harming Chi Yu.

Leng Qiu saw that they were about to make a move, shook his head slightly, and picked up the red envelopes and attribute points on the ground.

The characteristic of the Dragon Emperor's Overlord Art, in order to improve the Five God Realm, 81 kinds of skills are needed, and he can only collect them in this way.

Powerful people such as sons of gods, goddesses, and sons of Buddha possessed exercises that must have been passed down by the great religion for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

Even if there is something hidden in it, it is not rubbish.

The Twelve Buddhas are walking towards Leng Qiu, Li Dong wants to target Yin Miaoyi, Damo is eyeing Xiaoyaochen, and there is an imposing manner in front of the small Snake Emperor Valley.

Either the Son of God, the Goddess, or the inheritor of the bloodline of the beast, all of them are so powerful that the rest of the people had to retreat far away.

Just as they were preparing to fight, the old man in a gray robe sitting next to Snake Valley stretched his waist and shouted:

"What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about? My old man sits down for a while, and you are arguing all kinds of things, and you still let people sleep? The Snake Emperor Valley is about to open, and the opportunities inside, if you compete with your ability, will there be fewer battles?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the past, wanting to see who it was.

When Yin Miao and the others saw that it was Mu Yi, they couldn't help but frown, restraining their momentum.

However, Leng Qiu didn't, but said lightly:

"You want to sleep, go away. The treasure of the Snake Emperor Valley is mine. Whoever moves will die!"

(End of this chapter)