Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Ding Hao smiles and focuses on the key points.

boom!

The whole hall was blasted in a moment.

Everyone was unstoppable and smashed. Someone jumped up from the chair. The whole scene was like a salt in the original hot oil pan, and it instantly frantically boiled.

With the entire sect, all rise to the fairy world? This is simply a matter of Arabian Nights. You must know that in the past tens of thousands of years, even the strongest of the whole endless continent has been troubled by entering the fairy world. Now the entire sect is able to enter the fairy world?

Isn't this a joke?

If you don't know that Ding Hao is not the kind of arrogant person, I am afraid that everyone will laugh like a joke.

Even though Ding Hao has created countless miracles, what he said now is a bit horrible.

Ding Hao smiled and looked at the reaction of everyone, any exaggerated expression was in his expectation.

In fact, when he first listened to [遁天石匙], it was such an expression.

After a full tea time, all the talents slowly recovered from the madness and unbelievable arguments. Each of them stunned and shot the hot brilliance, staring at Ding Hao, fearing He grinned at the next moment and said that what he said was actually just a joke.

"Ding Hao, this... What is going on? Can you tell me in detail?" Li Lan gradually stabilized his mind.

Ding Hao nodded.

He said everything he had discovered on the mainland of God in this period of time.

At the end of the day, everyone was shocked and stunned. I never thought that the so-called fairy world would be such a world. The name of God is the mainland, and they are the first to hear.

"You mean that people who have gone to the world from the endless continent, after a short period of adaptation, will their strengths advance by leaps and bounds, and thousands of miles?" Wang Mengfeng asked incredulously.

Ding Hao nodded.

He began to explain.

"On the mainland of the gods, there is still a very complete tide of power in the ancient times, and the aura between heaven and earth is extremely abundant. The law of power is clear and easy to sense. These are the paradise for cultivation for any warrior. The understanding seems to be a very simple example. The endless continent is like a barren land. The seeds that can survive in such a harsh environment can be replaced by a fertile and nutritious land environment. The madness, the same truth, the martial artists who practiced on the endless continent, the power of the decline is too fierce to suppress, once they change into a clear and complete environment of power tides and laws, they will immediately show incredible cultivation. Talent, the former suppression is a valuable asset for us."

Ding Hao said his guess.

"It turned out to be like this." Li Lan thought thoughtfully.

Everyone else has heard of God.

The so-called fairyland turned out to be such a world. It is not like the fairy gods who have long sleeves floating around the sea as they thought before. There are genius treasures and rare animals everywhere, but according to Ding Hao’s description, if If it is such an environment, it sounds very good.

"Right, you just said, have you chosen the mountain gate for the sword?" Li Lan was calm on the surface. In fact, he was already screaming in the heart and asked.

Ding Hao nodded.

He also said the things that he had discovered inadvertently in the creation of the mountain gate, focusing on the grandeur and magic of this mountain gate, the perfect regional division and the powerful guardianship power, and the endlessness in the mountain gate. Genius treasure and so on.

Of course, Ding Haolu went to some things about Ding Sheng’s husband and wife.

Everyone in the hall was fascinated.

The mythical mountain gate described in Ding Haokou, they are almost excited to faint.

Really unbelievable, I thought that the whole Zongmen could move into the fairyland is the luckiest thing. I didn’t expect that there is still a ready-made perfect mountain gate waiting for the sword. It’s like the best of heaven. Everything is prepared for asking Jianzong.

All of this is brought by Ding Hao.

Until this time, many of the doormen who asked Jianzong asked themselves in the depths of their hearts. In the end, it was like Ding Hao, the darling of the heavens, because of what reason he would come to ask a small sect like Jianzong?

In the end, asked the ancestral merits of the ancestral ancestors of the Jianzong, let the heavens drop Ding Hao to come to this mountain gate?

If there is no Ding Hao, now ask Jianzong, maybe it is already in ruins?

There is no absolute arrogance, no jade nourishment, no Xuezhou overlord... Maybe Qingping College still exists, and perhaps the Selangor people have already shivered under the hoof of the Yaozu.

"Mom, when are we going?" Wang Mengfeng patted his thigh and jumped up.

He has some time to wait.

The expressions of other people are almost exactly the same as the peak of the king. They are hot and crazy, and they can't wait to rise to the fairy world at once.

Ding Hao’s eyes fell on Li Lan’s body.

Today, the head of Jianzong is Li Lan. After all, Ding Hao’s words often represent Li Lan. However, in such a formal occasion, all decisions of Zongmen must be based on Li Lan’s words.

Li Lan’s face burst into a relaxed smile and slowly stood up. “Of course, the sooner the better, this matter must be kept secret. The whole process of relocation must be methodical, only those who are truly core and credible. Only to qualify for the immortal world, leaving does not mean disappearing in the endless continent, asking the swordsman to leave some of the Taoist system here."

After great excitement and surprise, Li Lan showed her calmness and calmness as a head.

Ding Hao also slowly stood up, his mouth showed a cold arc, saying: "I heard that I was not in the recent period, and some people are restless. Before leaving, they should give these people a lesson."

Everyone suddenly got a good spirit.

......

The shore of the mirror lake.

The original Xingzong industry has now changed its owner.

Since the annihilation of the sacred son and the lord by Ding Hao, Xing Zongzong has almost completely withdrawn from the martial arts stage of Selangor. This former is also a prosperous sect. The decline is unstoppable, and in the end it has to be sold. Maintenance, the industry at the edge of Jinghu, has now been sold.

The original Comet Manor has now become the resident of Jingchuan Pavilion in Jinghu.

As one of the top ten martial arts sacred places in the northern region, [Qingchuan Pavilion] has a huge force and a master, and there is no need for any strict guards, and no one dares to swear.

The first thing that Luotong returned to the manor was to come to the underground cell of the backyard.

It used to be the place of torture of Xingzong. It was extremely gloomy and filled with a touch of **** smell. The air poured in from the wind hole and made a squeaking sound, like a dying ghost mourning in the dark, on the walls. Mottled black blood, gloomy torture tools release a heart-warming atmosphere.

There are three or four flesh-and-blood corpses in the cell, all of whom are tortured and killed.

Another non-adult figure that was beaten was dropped on the black iron torture device. There was almost no good meat on the whole body. It was covered with a black vacuum of whip marks, branding, knife wounds and needles. Most of the body was even Almost burnt to coke, one eye was also smashed...

If the chest of this figure is not yet weakly undulating, anyone will regard him as a corpse.

"See Luo Elder." The strong man who is being tortured, kneeling on one knee, said: "This bone is very hard, and I will not reveal the slightest news when I am killed. I don’t see any torture value. It’s better to kill it directly."

Luo Tong did not speak, and slowly came to the figure hanging on the torture instrument, injecting a mysterious spirit. The vitality of the figure slowly boiled up. He looked up and kept staring at Luotong like a sword. .

"Your name is Zhao Xingcheng?" Luo Tong asked with a frown.

There was a hoarse voice in the shadow of the scorpion. Hehe said: "The husband does not change his name and does not change his surname. It is your grandfather Zhao Xingcheng."

Luo Tong was not provoked, but nodded and said: "Your willpower is indeed very strong. You can hold on to such a long torture trial and ask the disciples of Jianzong to look at each other. What did Li Lan give you? Let you die even if you are willing to torture, and you are not willing to give in?"

Zhao Xingcheng snorted.

He has almost no strength to speak now.

"I heard that you know Ding Hao, and are you familiar with him?" Luo Tong tempted.

Zhao Xingcheng looked up at him and covered his face with a trace of pride. This is the greatest pride in his heart. He once had an intersection before Ding Hao had risen, although it was not what Pleasant things, but now I want to come, but it is a memory that will always be remembered.

How sharp is Luo Tong’s vision, naturally it is a glance.

When asked about Ding Hao's affairs, he asked Jian Zong's disciples to show their uncontrollable pride, but Zhao Xingcheng's expression obviously has something more worthy of his own pride. Judging from this point, today's daytime Lee What Lan said is not false.

A disciple who has a good relationship with Ding Hao, even if his strength is only the realm of the great martial arts, has extremely significant use value.

"Ding Hao is still not asking Jianzong now?" Luo Tong asked patiently.

Zhao Xingcheng laughed very hard and smiled. The corner of his mouth showed a sly smile. "Why, old dog, are you afraid?"

Luo Tong clearly felt that the weak, like an ant, asked the disciples in the eyes of the Jianzong disciple, which made him an elder of the Qingchuan Temple. He suddenly had an uncontrollable anger.