"Hahaha, I want to laugh when I think of it!" It's weird to laugh at the bloody corners of the palm master's mouth, but he doesn't care, "and Qin Sheng is just promoted to be a little Saint now, so he will be recognized by the ancient bell. How high will he achieve in the future?"
"Hum!"
The palm master suddenly snorted coldly. His eyes were full of coldness.
"Those silly hats of the Zhuque family can't be seen by the good Qin Zhongtian. The younger Qin Sheng just wants to suppress them!"
"At that time, Qin Zhongtian didn't see our Heilong mountain temple. Now his son is here. I want to train him well. Then we will rise again..."
……
Qingyang sect, a large hall, a group of small saints prostrate on the ground, and their patriarch's face some unhappy.
"What's the matter?"
The patriarch has been closed for a long time. In those days, he and the leader of the Heilong mountain temple were killed in darkness. Both of them were injured. Of course, the leader of the Heilong mountain temple must have been hurt a little more. Behind the Qingyang clan, there are some ten families and the legendary four beast families.
Although the Heilongshan temple has its roots in the Tianyuan continent, it is now broken. What does Heilongshan Temple take to fight with their Qingyang sect?
"Lord." One of them was in silver armor, with a moon mark on his eyebrow. The handsome young sage stepped out and arched his hand, saying, "wake you up, mainly to report two things."
"Oh?"
The sword eyebrows of the Lord of Qingyang sect are slightly selected. It's impossible to awaken him who is being healed easily by ordinary small things. He said: "say it quickly."
"Something happened on the old battlefield." The young man in silver armor, with a moon mark on his eyebrow, said in a deep voice, "a real disciple died!"
"Is it?"
The Lord of Qingyang sect heard that there was a haze between his eyebrows. There are so many disciples of Qingyang sect. In addition to those peerless arrogance that he attaches great importance to, there is no need for ordinary disciples to wake up in such a hurry even if they are dead.
It's not that the true disciples of Qingyang sect are not valuable, but it's really unnecessary to wake up the master who is healing.
"The name of the dead was Wang Yang. He was a disciple of the royal family. His identity was not low." Added the young sage.
Wang Yang, he has heard that talent and strength are not low, it is inevitable to be promoted to a little saint, even with a certain probability, to become a great saint!!!
"Dead in the old battlefield?" The Lord of Qingyang sect couldn't help asking.
If it's a change of real disciples with no family background, the leader of Qingyang clan is naturally lazy to ask, but that Wang Yang is not the same. The king from the ten families, although he knows well that the so-called ten families were only set up in the family slaves of the four gods and beasts family.
But in the end, it's also powerful, especially the royal family, whose background is much more powerful than their Qingyang clan.
"Yes The young man in silver armor with a moon mark on his brow nodded and said, "Wang Yuan from the royal family is dead."
"What!"
Wang Yuan, of course, has heard that he is a genius with great strength, which makes the Lord of Qingyang sect stand up!
The patriarch, with his fierce eyes, asked in a deep voice, "also died in the ancient battlefield?"
"Yes
"And according to the information, their death is probably related to a guy named Qin Sheng in the Heilong mountain temple." The young sage could not help saying.
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