Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Ting is bored sitting at the main seat of the hall... Waiting for the news from zongmen that he can start attacking magic ridge.

Since it was the joint action of the six sects, it was natural that the six sects attacked the magic ridge at the same time... After everything in Lincheng was on the right track, he had been very bored waiting for nearly two months. He didn't know when the sect door would send a message that he could do it.

Another moment passed.

The keepsake in Jiangting's waist suddenly began to tremble.

Jiang Ting, leaning on his chair and waiting with his head tilted, sat up straight in an instant. With a wave of his hand, the keepsake left his waist and appeared in the palm of his hand.

Then the corners of his mouth showed a smile, and mana and divine thoughts poured into his keepsake. There were not many records in his keepsake. Now someone sent a message through the keepsake. I think it was on the other side of the door.

indeed.

As soon as mana and divine thoughts poured into the jade slips, the phantom of Taoist Qingfeng appeared in the hall.

Jiang Ting got up and saluted: "Sir, but all six are ready?"

"Yes." First, he nodded, and then Taoist Qingfeng said with a smile: "just now, six cases have issued a statement to hang the devil road at the same time. On the other side of the city, you can start to attack."

Jiang Ting showed his joy and then showed his puzzlement: "master, this Lincheng is quite big. Although there are many sect disciples, there are not too many in Lincheng... According to other elders, once there is a war, scattered cultivation and small forces will come?"

Taoist Qingfeng nodded again: "this is nature. The six sects act at the same time. Many small forces and scattered cultivation are closer to the six sects. It is natural to help."

"Well... How to deal with the credit of sanxiu and the small forces? The disciples discussed with other elders, but they just let the disciples make their own decisions. It's hard for the disciples to make decisions when they participate in such a grand event for the first time." Jiang Ting touched his head, which was simple and honest.

Taoist Qingfeng pondered for a while and whispered, "I remember, Zhen Yang, who is good at refining tools, is also near the city?"

"Yes." Jiang Ting did not deny it.

"In that case..."

After a pause, Taoist Qingfeng said with a smile: "go on and let Zhen Yang refine a batch of keepsakes for the small forces. Use the keepsake perception to record the contributions of casual cultivation and the small forces... Since you work for our purple frost gate, don't let people think that we are stingy."

Jiang Ting's eyes picked: "equal treatment?"

Taoist Qingfeng smiled and said nothing. The phantom just looked at Jiang ting.

Seeing this, Jiang Ting pondered for a while: "no, there is always a difference between sect disciples and non sect disciples... The same thing, non sect disciples need more credit to exchange, and some things they cherish very much cannot be exchanged by non sect disciples."

Taoist Qingfeng smiled even more, but he didn't agree or deny: "if you meet someone who is not old and has extraordinary talent, you can pull him into the sect... You are also an inner sect elder now. In the sect, except for those who don't show up as easily as a teacher, your rights are not low. For some things, you can become a steelyard in your heart."

"I see..."

The two sides talked again for a while, and then the message was interrupted.

Then, Jiang Ting got up, walked slowly through the open hall to the door, looked at the sky, looked at many buildings, his eyes narrowed slightly... The war will start.

In the last war, his cultivation was too low and he hardly participated.

But this war... He is the person in charge.

All the disciples of zishuang sect participating in the war will listen to his orders... This is the improvement of cultivation, and the status and reputation are very different from those in the past!

Although, in the golden elixir realm, he is only a mascot.

However, he is not as weak as the leader Liu Feng... If he really talks, other golden elixirs, even the peak of golden heaven, can't refuse.

It's just that he doesn't like this... After all, his cultivation is weak. If he really gives orders, he may inadvertently take over some beams. Therefore, he will only discuss with others rather than give orders directly.

"War is raging..." Jiang Ting shook his head and pressed down his thoughts with a sigh.

With a flash, the whole person flew to the sky. At the same time, the breath belonging to the golden elixir did not converge and spread rapidly in all directions.

All of a sudden, the 14 golden elixirs hidden in the city Lord's residence looked at the suddenly exposed River Court, and their eyes... Were dignified, ferocious, or solemn.

They knew that Jiang Ting suddenly appeared and made such a high profile... It must be that zongmen had heard the exact news of the war.

The people under the golden elixir, whether walking in the street or resting and practicing in the room building, were immediately shocked by the breath of Jiangting belonging to the golden elixir realm. One by one, they looked at the sky with respect or admiration.

Even if you don't send out divine thoughts, you can feel that countless lines of sight converge from the river court in the sky at the moment.

He didn't speak in a hurry, but stood quietly.

When the sight is strong to a certain extent.

Jiang Ting spoke slowly: "not long ago, the sect gate cooperated with Qiushui Pavilion and Tu Xing gate... Tianlan six sect have announced the simultaneous requisition of the devil way... The devil way is extremely evil and the soul is soul-threatening..."

A steady stream of stories about nearly half a column of incense.

Jiang Ting's voice became cold again: "from now on, I, the disciple of zishuang sect, will attack the magic mountain... World War I, destroy the devil!"

Many disciples scanned each other.

After a while, it was a tacit understanding and began to drink together.

"Kill the devil in World War I!"

"Kill the devil in World War I!"

"Kill the devil in World War I!"

The shouting goes straight into the sky... Those who stand in the street, lie prone by the window, or stand on the roof of the building all wear purple frost door clothes.

In unison, don't have some prestige.

Jiang Ting looked around, and then his figure disappeared... Hiding his figure, he stood on the roof of the city master's house.

Looking at those disciples who seemed to be still excited, he shook his head without a trace and sighed... Whether it was a rolling battle or a close match.

Once you fight, you'll die!

I don't know if we can really kill demons in the first World War this time. How many people will survive until the end of the war.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly: "I'm still a little cold-blooded..."

He always felt that with his just sigh, if his heart was kind and compassionate, that sigh might connect his mind and get some understanding.

Unfortunately, his heart is cold and hard... Sigh, just a sigh, feeling, not at all.

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Outside the city Lord's residence.

Many disciples of zishuang sect don't know what Jiang Ting thinks... Those disciples began to look around for familiar people or agreed teammates.

The order to attack magic mountain has been issued... For them, naturally, now is the time to attack magic mountain!

Not only the purple frost gate, but also the other six Tianlan sects attacked the magic ridge at the same time... There is only one magic ridge, which can't be stopped naturally.

In their view, this attack is zongmen's generosity. They take all kinds of benefits for nothing. If they don't seize the time to attack and invade the magic ridge, they will delay too long. I'm afraid the magic ridge will be broken through. At that time, they won't get any benefits.