The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Ying Wuqiu chewed Chao Hao, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, which made people shudder!

"Jie Jie... Delicious... I can feel that my cultivation is close to the realm of saints."

Ying Wuqiu stretched out his long tongue and licked the blood at the corners of his mouth. A pair of strange eyes fiercely looked at Meng Haoran.

Meng Haoran breathed and stepped back quietly.

"You deserve nothing, damn you! The emperor will never let you go of the disaster on the southern desert island!"

"Jie......" Ying Wuqiu looked up to the sky and laughed wantonly. His magic power shook and shook the void!

As soon as he grabbed Meng Haoran with his right hand, his bloody giant hand imprisoned Meng Haoran in place and made him unable to move.

"Hiss! Emperor? The river can't be a saint! When I eat you, I can become a saint immediately! Then I will kill the heavenly mountain to avenge Jiang's insult to me last time!"

"Blood devil! Swallow!"

With a big mouth, Meng Haoran swallowed it in an instant!

Should not ask to roar up to the sky!

The magic power on him shook violently and tore the sky!

Then I saw his breath rising sharply!

In a moment, he broke the threshold of a saint and became a saint!

Boom!

Thunder!

The robbery cloud floats to!

Ying Wuqiu bathed in the thunder sea and successfully survived the thunder disaster!

But it's not over yet. He took a big breath and the blood wind swept through!

He swallowed all the demons raging in the whole South desert continent!

Then his cultivation soared again!

The early days of saints!

The peak of saints!

Saints!

Saint mid peak!

Finally, Ying Wuqiu's cultivation is firmly at the peak of the sage's mid-term!

It's not far from the late sage!

"Jie... Jiang Ling, are you ready for revenge?"

"This time, I will cramp you! Peel your skin! Eat your flesh and blood! Destroy your God family!"

Hula! The blood fog surged!

Ying Wuqiu looks at Tianshen mountain from a distance, carries the magic power enough to crush the sky, and presses strongly against Tianshen mountain!

On the Tianshen mountain, the three generations of new disciples hid in the corner trembling.

Who can imagine just joining the Heavenly God sect and meeting the attack of saints.

And it's not an ordinary saint.

"I shouldn't have joined the God sect!"

"Otherwise, you don't have to suffer this misfortune today!"

The regretful intestines are green, and many people wail constantly in the face of the magic power.

Hearing these wails, Duan Zexiong frowned and shouted, "silence!"

The peak cultivation of quadrupole and the majesty of the leader of tianshenzong swept wildly and stunned everyone in an instant.

Then, duanze Xiongying's sharp eyes swept all the three generations of disciples present, and the urn said, "listen to all the three generations of disciples, our leader will give you a chance now."

Three generations of disciples hastily pricked up their ears.

Duan Zexiong then said, "the devil is attacking. Those who want to quit the God sect can leave now!"

"Really?" Many disciples looked at Duan Zexiong with a happy face.

Duan Zexiong put his heart in contempt and snorted coldly, "of course!"

"Those who want to quit tianshenzong can now, but after leaving, tianshenzong will never accept it!"

"Just live! Who cares! I quit!"

"I quit too!"

WOW!

Nearly half of the three generations of disciples chose to quit.

Duan Zexiong looked at all this indifferently and counted the list of withdrawn disciples.

Flying to the bamboo building on the second floor, he pleaded with Jiang Ling and said, "master, please punish my disciples!"

"The number of disciples of the three generations has been halved due to the self assertion of the disciples! The crime is unforgivable!"

Jiang Ling sees everything in her eyes. Her eyes are half open and half closed, so people can't see happiness and anger.

Duan Zexiong hung his head for a long time and didn't wait for Jiang Ling to respond. He secretly looked up... He found that the master's face was covered by a chaotic light. For one moment, he looked like an old man, an innocent child, and a young talent... Duan Zexiong trembled, hurriedly avoided his sight and buried his head lower.

"Well... Zexiong, it doesn't matter. According to your meaning, you are the leader of the Heavenly God sect."

Just then, Jiang Ling patted Duan Zexiong on the shoulder and Wen Yan said.

Duan Zexiong felt warm when he heard the speech. He took a big sigh of relief and bowed down to say yes.

Then he consciously retreated behind Jiang Ling and stood in a row with Mu Chen, Jiang Huai, Jiang Hu, Zhan muxue and Si tuqing. He faced the coming Ying Wuqiu and was fearless.

At this time, on a cloud at the top of Tianshen peak, Jianghua Longpan quietly looked at the scene and sighed, which was also touched by Duan Zexiong's practice.

In the past, if he could have Duan Zexiong and other means, there would not be so many rebellious demons under the door

"The emperor really knows people."

Jiang Hualong sighed and looked respectfully at Jiang Ling. Then he heard Jiang Ling say to him without raising his head: "Hualong, prepare for the war for a while."

"Ah???!"

Jiang Hualong longan protruded, hurriedly swallowed his saliva and shivered, "emperor, I'm not an opponent who should have no request."

If in his heyday, he could fight against this should not ask, but now... His sage origin has been few left. If he should not ask, isn't he dying?

"I just asked you to prepare, but I didn't tell you to go now."

Jiang Ling glanced at Jiang Hualong and looked at Ying Wuqiu, who had bullied the foot of Tianshen mountain, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"Ah, last time I didn't pay attention to let the old boy escape. This time, I won't abuse you!"

Hundreds of ways to deal with Jiang Hualong flashed through her mind, and Jiang Ling outlined a cruel smile.

This smile was reflected in the eyes of Muchen Duan Zexiong and other second-generation disciples, which made them tremble uncontrollably.

The secret way: "should have no request, this guy is over!"

"Every time master smiles like this, someone has to be unlucky."

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"Jie... Jiang Ling! Die for me!"

Endless magic power rolls up the scarlet wind and blood rain!

Should not ask finally arrived, a burst of drink, the magic sound shook the clouds of nine days!

At the same time, the power of the middle peak of the sage is crazy to press the God sect!

There are many living creatures under Tianshen peak, one by one. All of them were shocked into blood fog!

Looking around, it's like hell coming!

"Hiss... Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Should not ask, don't you know that there is a word called incompetent rage?"

Jiang Ling stared at Ying Wuqiu and turned to situ Qing. "Disciple, make a pot of tea for the teacher."

Situ Qing said yes. In a moment, he brought the tea.

Jiang Ling took the teapot and said, "insight into the mysteries and the power of nature", and a master chair appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Ling lies down on the master's chair, gulps a sip of tea and exhales comfortably. This state looks like a vacation in the face of a strong enemy!

"I told you to drink tea!"

Be angry at nothing!

With the power of the sage, he suddenly hit the Mountain Gate of the Heavenly God sect!

"Roar!"

A blood lion suddenly changed, roared and grabbed it with a claw. It seems that it will smash the Mountain Gate of tianshenzong in the next second!

Jiang Ling lay down on the master's chair and sang lazily, "children, it's time to move! The four beasts are in formation!"

"Oh!"