Fantasy: There Is Something Wrong With This Beastmaster

What happened to Su Meng made the atmosphere in Yunjian Palace a little cooler.

But fortunately, Su Xingtian has done well in his father's position.

"Pavilion Master Qin, I, Su, have a request."

Qin Luo said: "senior, but it doesn't matter."

Su Xingtian sighed: "I plan to let the little girl join your holy pavilion, even if it is to become a disciple, and the holy pavilion will discipline her."

Qin Luo looked at Su Xingtian and said with a smile: "Senior, aren't you afraid that the rules of my holy pavilion are a little too strict?"

Su Xingtian smiled bitterly: "It's better than my father's doting and tolerance, oh, you two don't know, this girl's temper is something I've been used to over the years, every time she does something wrong, she just wants to scold her, Seeing her crying, seeing her like that, I thought of her dead mother again, and in my heart, I always felt that I owed her something, as if I couldn't clear it all my life, and swallowed the words abruptly in my mouth, Alas! Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and I am so worried."

When Qin Luo heard this, he could only accompany him with a slight smile. Even though Emperor Zhong was recognized as number one in the world, he was actually just a father with a difficult family.

"Okay, there's no problem with this matter. Just make a bureau and let her enter the Holy Pavilion. A large group of people of her generation in my Holy Pavilion are enough to attack her."

Su Xingtian smiled suddenly: "The background of the Guige really makes me feel ashamed."

At the beginning, the Holy Pavilion was just two or three kittens and puppies, and Su Xingtian didn't care about it, but in just a few years, the Holy Pavilion has become a huge monster, so huge that even he, the middle emperor, felt suffocated.

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three days later.

In the square of the Zhongdi Palace, there are already more than a dozen spiritual saints and more than a hundred spiritual venerables gathered here.

"Ahaha! Old man Huo! Old man Bing, old ghost, you're here too?"

Wu Gan greeted one by one among the crowd. He knew more than half of the spirit saints in Zhongtianyu.

"Oh! Old Wutou, you can play well! Hey, do you still need someone in the Holy Pavilion? My great-great-grandson and great-great-great-granddaughter are yelling hard."

Wu Gan laughed loudly: "Hey! It depends on whether your two descendants are qualified enough. My holy pavilion is very strict in recruiting people."

The people called by Wu Gan are all well-known spiritual saints in Zhongtianyu, such as fire saints, soldier saints, Yan saints, and water saints.

Among them, Shui Sheng heard Wu Gan addressing him, and on the spot released a water snake to bite him.

"Shouting again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Wu Gan chuckled: "Don't talk, don't talk, come to the Holy Pavilion for a drink when you have time."

Bing Sheng looked towards the holy pavilion, his eyes resting on the two demon saints Lei Jiao and Deer God.

"Old Wu, if your two Saint Pavilion demon saints died in the Northern Nether Region, can you sell their bodies to me?"

Wu Gan's face froze suddenly: "Old man Bing, don't make old mistakes, or I won't be able to save you."

Bing Sheng said: "Let me just talk about it. The price is negotiable. At worst, I can sell myself as a slave. Although I am an old bone, my skill in making weapons is not bad."

Yan Sheng also looked towards the Sacred Pavilion, very puzzled: "The background of the Sacred Pavilion is really terrifying, there are actually eight sages."

"By the way, are you so willing to be the empress in the Holy Pavilion? I remember that you also have your influence? Didn't you send a message to let us go to Dongzhouyu to have a wedding wine more than a year ago?"

Wu Gan was embarrassed: "Oh! If you talk too much, you will be in tears. Don't say these things, don't say these things."

The home is gone, what are you talking about?

When Shui Sheng saw Wu Gan like that, he knew that he was deflated, and immediately said: "What did you do to blame, why don't you pay me to death?"

Wu Gan turned his head away, expressing that he didn't want to talk about this anymore.

At this time, the old man Tianjian came over and said with a smile: "Old Wu, why don't you introduce me?"

Wu Gan saw that there were steps to go down, so he immediately introduced it to the saints, and at the same time let everyone get acquainted.

At this time, Qin Luo and Su Xingtian finally appeared, and as soon as You appeared on the stage, they attracted the attention of the spirit saints and spirit venerables present.

The Emperor Su Xingtian said in a clear voice: "Everyone, I have summoned you to do something. You must know that the matter in the Northern Nether Region is too involved, and it will even affect the entire Great Spirit Realm. The Xuan Clan is the culprit. Not long ago I found the power of their Xuan Clan, and now I gather everyone, just want to take the power cultivated by the Xuan Clan in one pot!"

Both the Lingsheng and Lingzun present nodded their heads. Most of the Beiming region had fallen, and the scourge of the Xuan clan had already been exposed. The short-sighted people might think that the enemy was far away in the Beiming region, and the flames of war could not reach Own.

But the long-sighted cultivator has already understood the seriousness of the matter. If the Xuan Clan occupies the entire Beiming Territory, it will be possible to advance and retreat!

Moreover, the ability of the Xuan Clan has been announced by Wanbao Trading Company. The Xuan Clan has the ability to infect and assimilate. Although it will not directly infect the same clan like the king of the Xuan Clan, as long as it is contaminated by the aura of the Xuan Clan above the second generation, it will be It's a big trouble, especially if you use the power of the Xuan clan to breakthrough after contamination, it will pollute the foundation and become a minion of the Xuan clan, just like Guan Shenglong.

Although it is still a human race, its heart and reason will be involuntarily controlled by the Xuan clan.

"Be careful in this battle, everyone remember not to be contaminated by the power of the Xuan Clan! Of course, if there is a refining Cultivation Technique or formula with a high rank of heaven, it can also eliminate the power of the Xuan Clan."

Su Xingtian said again: "For this trip, I will lead the high rank Holy Spirit to take a step ahead, and make arrangements secretly after arriving at the ground, striving for a one-hit kill. The rest of the people will go to the destination under the leadership of Pavilion Master Qin Luo. Everyone But are there any questions?"

There is no spirit saint level, but some people raised their hands at the spirit level: "Master Zhongdi! I have doubts, why is the Lord of the Holy Pavilion leading us? He is only the third stage of the spirit, and we are all the eighth stage of the spirit!" Above, at least let the Spirit Venerable Ninth Stage lead."

Qin Luo stood up: "Do you think that I am not qualified? Or that you are the Ninth Stage of Lingzun, you can come and sit in this position?"

The Spirit Venerable smiled and said: "I didn't mean that, of course, if Pavilion Master Qin doesn't mind, I'm fine too."

Qin Luo nodded: "Well, it makes sense, how about using the cultivator method?"

The spiritual master sneered: "Okay! It's exactly what I want!"

This Spiritual Venerable struck out immediately, his fists were strong and his fists were fierce!

Qin Luo didn't hold back either, and immediately punched, the Black Tortoise Emperor Fist superimposed the power of Black Tortoise, superimposed to the supernatural power of Darkness, and superimposed the supernatural power of White Tiger!

Rumble!

With a punch, where is the figure of the spiritual master Ninth Stage on the field? I saw a Daoist shadow embedded in the distant peaks, and passed out.

Someone from the Lingzun-level crowd immediately went over and brought him back. After checking the injuries, they were all amazed. The power of this Pavilion Master Qin is really amazing.

"Set off!"