Samsara Of The Gods: The Fourth Fierce Natural Disaster

The four brothers, who usually go out to drink and pick up girls, exclude themselves every time.

came to the other world, and just met someone who made me excited, but the second child started too quickly.

"Ah, I'll invite you to drink flower wine in Qinglou for a month, right?"

As soon as Yue Lin finished speaking, he immediately felt a numbness in his back, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Dongfang Bai's death gaze, an aura that was not angry and arrogant, which made him almost break out in a cold sweat.

"Quack, I don't think about it, the second child is still a tracheitis, quack.

Hebai laughed strangely, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart, just now, he felt an overwhelming pressure from Dongfang Bai.

He is now a martial artist, all of which are the best secret skills in the Three Kingdoms, among which there are secret methods to enhance perception, and faintly, Dongfang Bai gave him a very dangerous aura.

"Don't be skinny, hurry up first, and then discuss how to help the second child and let the Huashan faction rise quickly.

Qi Yingying picked up Xie Xuanzhen and walked out.

If you want to rapidly expand the Huashan faction, there are four most important points, the first is a lot of money, the second is a disciple, the third is the prestige of the rivers and lakes, and the fourth is martial arts. Driving

the horses, the boss analyzed Yue Lin on the side.

"Boss, my Huashan faction is not rich now, because there are too few disciples in the sect, so they can only protect the towns below Huashan, and usually those rich families are filial piety so much

As for the fields belonging to the Huashan faction, there have always been disasters in recent years, and the money and food collected are very small, which is enough for the current sect personnel to eat.

The prestige of the rivers and lakes has now recovered a lot, at least the small forces around Huashan are honest.

There is still a background in martial arts, as long as the disciple is not bad, and he cultivates step by step, he can at least reach a second-rate master. "

Fuwei Dart Bureau.

Lin Pingxin lay on the bed, clicked on the system panel again, and stared at the "Sword Spectrum to Warse Off Evil Spirits", which was already a habit of developing for a year.

Since he was fifteen years old last year, when he returned to Xiangyang's old mansion to worship, he accidentally found a robe, and after obtaining the real evil sword spectrum from it, every night when he went to sleep, he would look at the system panel in a daze.

Name: Lin Pingxin's

cultivation is

: The exercises practiced by the third layer of the day after tomorrow: "Evil Heart Method: Pseudo" LV: 3/3, "Evil Sword Method: Pseudo" LV: 1/1, "Golden Black Sword Method" LV: 4/4 "Wild Bull Strength" LV: 3/3

Comprehensive strength: The day after tomorrow, the third layer

of the mall points: 37

The Lin family's background is too shallow, and the cultivation methods are not good, in order to get advanced martial arts, Lin Pingxin has collected a lot of cheats from small sects, but most of them are not as good as family martial arts.

Because most of the small gangs and factions established in small towns and towns only have some external skill cheats, and only a few cultivators, even if he spends a lot of money, only one copy of "Wild Bull Strength" can be seen.

Lin Pingxin is very entangled now, because he has obtained the real Lin family's peerless learning, but he doesn't dare to cultivate!

At this moment, he opened the points mall and hung in the first place, worth 200 points, which is the secret book "Evil Sword Spectrum: True".

It was he who sold it to the mall, so he got 100 points, half of the purchase price, which made him complain.

And this real mastery not only has a supporting internal strength and heart method, but also a seventy-two ways to ward off evil swordsmanship.

If you cultivate, you can break through the 12-layer limit and reach the innate realm.

However, he was not reconciled!

Because of this unlucky exercise, the first sentence of the opening sentence is "If you want to practice divine skills, wave your sword from the palace."

A normal man, who can cut the knife?!

"Cut, or not?"Nima's, a broken game, why do you do it so really?And make this kind of martial arts torture, MMP!"

Lin Pingxin, who was crazy, pulled his hair with both hands, and wanted to go crazy.

"This broken game is too real, which game is full of food and support, will let players start living from the age of 0? This must be the black technology made by the empire, if this knife is cut, will it have an impact on me in reality?"

"If it is a normal game, Lin Ping will not think about it, isn't it just a knife?

But after living in this world for sixteen years, he feels that this is not a game at all!

The ghost knows, if you really cut that thing, after returning to reality, will you also become a eunuch?"

"No, I have to get the follow-up cultivation exercises, the Fuwei Dart Game seems to be powerful, but it is a real paper tiger, in front of those big factions, it is not worth mentioning." "

Since he was ten years old, he has paid attention to the news on the rivers and lakes, and has also heard of many sects, such as the Huashan faction, the Hengshan faction, and the Wudang Shaolin faction.

He also moved the mind of these sect apprentices, and told his father Lin Zhennan, but the result was that his parents did not allow it, saying how good his family was to learn.

I really don't know where my father's confidence comes from, Lin Pingxin's current strength is on par with him.

"Huh, in the past few years, there have always been people from the Sichuan and Shu regions who have come to inquire about our dart bureau and spy on all kinds of intelligence.

According to the information recorded at home, my Lin family and the Qingcheng faction have some festivals, which is also a big faction, and it is hard to guarantee that they don't want to mess with my Lin family.

Those who come are not good, they must improve their strength as soon as possible, this dispute in the rivers and lakes will destroy the door at every turn, and Lao Tzu does not want to die.

Tomorrow, I will tell my father that I must worship the gate sect this time!"

made up his mind, Lin Pingxin fell into a deep sleep, and the next morning, he ran to his father's room.

"Dad, I'm going to the Damen Sect to apprentice, if I don't agree, I'll run away from home!"

Lin Pingxin looked at Lin Zhennan with a firm face, and did not back down.

"Second brother, don't make trouble, my family is famous for its evil swordsmanship, and you can become a master if you practice well, so why bother to apprentice.

Lin Pingzhi on the side hurriedly spoke, afraid that his younger brother would be punished by his father.

"Bastard, do you think that my Lin family's swordsmanship against evil spirits is not as good as the martial arts of other sects?" Lin

Zhennan's face was full of anger, his face was red with anger, if it wasn't for Mrs. Wang's pull, he would have to whip this cub with his hands.

"That's right! The family heirloom swordsmanship is not as strong as those big sect martial arts. "

If you don't make it clear today, Lin Pingxin will definitely not be able to get out of this door.

"Brother, hurry up and apologize to Dad.

Hearing his brother's words, Lin Pingzhi was startled, and hurriedly ran in front of him and blocked Lin Zhennan.

If you dare to speak to your father like this, you have to be beaten to death, and he, Lin Pingzhi, must protect his younger brother.

"Bastard, all of them are spoiled by your mother, I'm going to break your legs today!"

"Dad, my Lin family is uneducated, and it's right to be powerful."

But why are you mediocre in martial arts, but only third-rate in the rivers and lakes?

Because my family's mastery has a huge flaw!

You don't dare to cultivate at all!

Do you still need me to pick out the rest?"

Lin Pingxin stood behind Lin Pingzhi and almost roared.

Immediately, everyone froze in place.

"You... Have you seen the sword spectrum?" Lin

Zhennan, who was still angry just now, turned pale in an instant at this moment, looked at his son, and asked with some trembling.