The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

South desert island, Tianshen mountain.

Inside the little bamboo house.

Duan Zexiong added charcoal fire to the stove in front of him. The roasted dragon liver on it made a sound. The special aroma filled the whole small bamboo house, which shocked people's appetite.

Looking at his respectful manner, if outsiders see it, they will be surprised.

It's incredible that the current leader of the Heavenly God sect should personally bake food.

You know, after the cobra dragon banquet, the whole God sect became the most influential sect in the South desert.

Every day, large and small sects and families come to Tianshen mountain in order to meet Lord Duan. Those monks who walked high and high lined up at the foot of Tianshen mountain. All the Inns Near the foot of the mountain are full of people, all of whom come to discuss the purchase of Cobra meat.

Today, the dense friars have revitalized the shops at the foot of the mountain, showing a vibrant appearance.

The monks and ordinary people on the southern desert island, when talking about the Heavenly God sect, are all shining with their eyes and praise.

However, Lord Duan is experienced in dealing with all kinds of affairs of the Heavenly God sect, which is impartial. In the process of trading with cobra dragon meat, all families and sects were happy, and everyone felt that they had made a lot of money.

It is of course Jiangling, the emperor of Tianshen mountain, who can make the hot Tianshen sect leader Duan break down.

"Master, I've baked the Dragon liver." Duan Zexiong walked respectfully to the master with a jade plate.

From the light screen, Jiang Ling, who was watching the dust of a man in Wutong Zhou, heard the delicious roasting of the Dragon liver and the frown.

"Zexiong, why is it still dragon liver today? I'm tired of this."

"Hei hei..." Duan Zexiong, who said nothing outside, didn't dare to talk back now. He just smiled with him.

After the master showed his great power and killed the huge Cobra dragon, Tianshen mountain ate Cobra meat for three meals a day. Even if it was made in a different way, it was tired of eating it.

In the past, even for those large doors, it would be good to have a third grade monster meat to eat. This high-grade dragon meat is something you can't imagine in a dream.

"Forget it, forget it." Jiang Ling took a few bites of dragon liver and threw it into a plate.

"Zexiong, in the past, what was your impression of tianshenzong?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Uh." Duan Zexiong was stunned. He recalled the tianshenzong he had learned in Lingxiao sect and said, "I've never heard that tianshenshan was the first Lingshan mountain in the South desert, inhabiting many demon families. However, due to the suppression of tianshenzong, there was peace around thousands of miles."

"Later, the disciples joined the Heavenly God sect and watched the master revive the reputation of the Heavenly God sect and shake the southern desert island."

Speaking of this, Duan Zexiong's face is full of admiration and his attitude is more and more respectful.

He saw with his own eyes that the master's power swept through everything and made the Heavenly God sect from a declining sect to the largest one in the South desert continent.

Having heard these words, Duan and duer combined the dialogue between Wutong Zhou and ghosts and ghosts.

Jiang Ling touched her chin and fell into meditation.

"It seems that the Heavenly God sect was very awesome in the past."

"But this is totally inconsistent with the old man I know."

He was miserable before he turned on the system. Following the old man Li Qingfeng, he met the first-class red blood scale birds on the mountain and were chased all over the mountain.

The old man was pitifully low, and Jiang Ling was also a weak chicken at that time. Even the lowest level monster can't fight. They can only bully some ordinary rabbits without cultivation and eat rabbit legs at once.

The information gradually collected over time is completely different.

Wutong is very strong before? Why did the ghost repair and the demon clan of Wu Tong Island do not like what the gods do? What makes the old man die? Jiang Ling is full of questions now.

Jiang Ling wants to find the old man more and more urgently.

"At that time, the old man appeared in front of me and found that his disciples and grandchildren were strong and powerful, and I was invincible. What was the expression on his face at that time?"

Jiang Ling smiled at the corners of his mouth. He could imagine that when the old man Li Qingfeng saw him again, his eyes were full of incredible looks.

"So, disciples, hurry up and explore Wutong Zhou, so that my invincible field will also spread out."

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Wutong island.

The disciples of tianshenzong, who were remembered by Jiang Ling, followed the caravan in tingshui town towards huaizhou city when the sky just lit up.

After nine days, Mu Chen and his party arrived near huaizhou city.

From a distance, huaizhou city is built near the mountain. The tall walls outside are made of four grade scale shadow stones, and many complete seal patterns are engraved on them. The city wall, which is more than 30 feet tall, emits a little brilliance in the sun.

With the flow of people, Mu Chen and his party came to the city gate.

When they looked up, they saw strange things hanging on the trees on both sides of the road -- thick white bones hanging on the trees. Some are human, some are monster, old and new.

"Why do you want to do something?" Jiang Hu asked the leader of the caravan.

"This is the means used by huaizhou city to deter monsters. Some disobedient people will also be nailed to it."

At this time, a group of personnel in huaizhou city guard dragged a middle-aged man to the tree.

The middle-aged man pulled out a long bloodstain on the ground. He begged for mercy loudly: "Sir, my master Liang's housekeeper took away my happy soul flower. I didn't contradict the friar at all!"

"Hum, if you dare to make trouble in huaizhou City, you will be punished! As an ordinary person, you dare to fight against the monks and don't know whether to live or die!"

The guards of huaizhou city did not care about the humble mortal's begging for mercy. They took out long wooden nails and hung the middle-aged man on the tree.

"Ah ah." The blood left along the trunk dyed the dark bark red again.

Other people are not surprised, there is not much response, still normal in and out of huaizhou city.

As soon as the breath of the people of tianshenzong condensed, they felt a little stuffy.

The leader of Tingshan town's caravan took a swipe on his face, turned to Mu Chen and said, "Sir, I need to take my men into the city."

After the leader said goodbye to Mu Chen, he entered the city of huaizhou.

Nine youque said to Mu Chen, "huaizhou city really has a soul tower. If I go in with Jiang Hu and Jiang Huai, my strength will be greatly suppressed."

"The strangest thing is......" nine youque pointed to some mounts of the Royal robe childe and said, "many of them are four grade monsters, but they have not been suppressed. There must be a mystery."

"Well, let's inquire."

Mu Chen and his party entered the city. They were jiuyouque and Jianghu Jianghuai, waiting for news outside the city gate.

After entering the gate, I found three gates, from big to small and from high to low.

In and out of the big gate are CHILDES or powerful friars riding high horses, monsters and beasts. The city gates in the middle are some friars with shallow strength who are moving blood to lunhai.

The smallest gate is not only narrow, but also very low in height. People should bend down before they can pass through. All the people in and out of here are ordinary people without cultivation.

Looking at the entrance and exit of the city gate, people were divided into three, six, nine and so on. Tianshengzong and his party felt worse and worse about huaizhou city.