The ancestor of the villain: the scheming woman who takes concubines at the beginning

In the midst of the magnificent hall.

The faces of the two disciples standing behind the elder changed when they heard this.

Incredible looking at the Holy Lord sitting above.

"Huh?!".

Is the Holy Lord mad?

Didn't the Holy Lord know who was standing before them?

That's the fairy in red!

Youzhou Hundred Flowers ranked tenth.

The face is stunning, and there are countless suitors.

Among their younger generation, it was a well-known name.

The

strength is even stronger than their holy son.

And if it weren't for her in the ruins, she helped Lin Tian many times.

How could the Holy Land in the early Qing Dynasty suffer heavy losses?

Ding Rong looked at the two of them, and a sneer couldn't help but appear on his old cheeks.

Build the pinnacle of the foundation realm.

It doesn't deserve to lift shoes for his granddaughter.

However, even so, Ding Rong still held back a smile and said to the girl behind him:

"He is worthy of being a master disciple of the Holy Land in the early Qing Dynasty, and he is indeed an extraordinary talent. "

"Miao Tong hasn't come to see these three disciples of the Holy Land in the early Qing Dynasty. "

The girl in the red dress looked arrogant and looked at the two with disdain

"Miss Ben's name is Ding Miaotong, and the Jindan realm is fivefold. "

When everyone in the hall heard this, their faces changed.

It's not that they have a bad attitude towards girls in red dresses, after all, they have lived hundreds of years.

I can't afford to deal with a girl doll about twenty years old.

The thing that made them feel bad, the strength of the girl in the red dress turned out to be the fifth level of the Jindan Realm.

It is two times higher than the strength of their holy son.

You must know that the Holy Son, as the son of the Ancestor, enjoys the best resources and treatment of the Holy Land.

It's not as powerful as a female doll of Mo Xuanzong.

"The seniors are really powerful, and they can hide such geniuses to this day. "

Ling Yu Feidai's brows furrowed, and her gaze at Ding Rong was a little unkind.

Ding Miaotong is indeed the finale genius of Mo Xuanzong.

Her identity is the same as that of the Holy Son in the Holy Land of the early Qing Dynasty, which is extremely extraordinary.

Ding Rong's own granddaughter, a genius created by Mo Xuanzong.

All along, she lived in a simple house and was personally taught by Ding Rong.

The cultivation resources needed only need to open one mouth.

It was immediately placed in front of you.

Not only that, but she made a marriage contract with the Holy Son of the Primordial Holy Land.

Practiced for a period of time in the primordial holy land.

Therefore, the resources and thoughts spent on her were much more than Qin Feng's son.

Of course, she also worked harder than Qin Feng's son.

It is worth mentioning that Mo Xuanzong can handle it in addition to her.

There are no more Jindan Realm disciples of the same age.

On the other hand, in the Holy Land of the early Qing Dynasty, if the Holy Son and the others did not die, they still had eight disciples of the Jindan Realm.

In addition, this matter is no secret among juniors.

In the ruins, the people who shine are except Lin Tian.

There is another person, that is, Ding Miaotong.

This is also the first battle for Ding Miaotong to make a name for himself.

With his amazing appearance and excellent strength, he quickly ranked tenth on the Hundred Flowers List.

Overnight, it became famous throughout Youzhou.

It's just that the high-level of the Holy Land in the early Qing Dynasty was overwhelmed by Lin Tian's affairs.

The elite disciples were killed and wounded in the ruins.

Therefore, no one dared to mention to them, the juniors who shined in the ruins.

After all, this is the wound of the Holy Land in the early Qing Dynasty.

To mention the ruins in front of them is to provoke them.

On the field, there was an awkward atmosphere for a while.

Shi Tian and Zuo Qing stared at each other, not daring to take the initiative to step forward to face the battle.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

Ding Miaotong can slap them to death.

Ding Miaotong saw that no one stepped forward to meet the two for a long time, she tilted her head arrogantly, exposed her snow-white neck, and hooked her fingers at the two.

"The two of you go together, and if you can catch Miss Ben's move, even if Miss Ben loses. "

When the two heard this, they were not annoyed at all.

Instead, they glanced at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

The difference in strength is too great.

Even if the other party provokes them, they don't want to fight.

But because of the face of the Holy Lord and the others, the two of them could only bite the bullet together.

"Please advise. "

The two of them bowed down and clenched their fists, and immediately a fierce momentum erupted from their bodies.

Just as they were about to fight, a familiar voice came from outside the hall.

"Old ghost, we don't seem to have seen each other for fifty years. "

I saw a handsome and dashing young man walk in from outside the main hall.

Behind him was a slender and graceful girl.

"Fellow Daoist Qin Feng, long time no see. "

"The last time I said goodbye, it was the old man who broke through the refining realm, and you came to visit in person. "

Ding Rong laughed, he had lived for more than seven thousand years, and he was given an extra five thousand years by Qin Feng.

It is the same generation as Qin Feng's master.

But the two are in the same realm.

What's more, Qin Feng reached the Refining Void Realm before him.

Naturally, you can't pretend to be a senior.

"Ancestor. "

"Master. "

Seeing Qin Feng appear, everyone in the hall stood up from their positions and bowed.

At this moment, everyone's tense hearts were finally relieved.

"Sister. "

Nangong Mingyue saw the appearance of Nangong Reanxue, and a touch of joy appeared on Bai Zhe's pretty face.

The Holy Lord and Elder Qingyun did not dare to announce Qin Feng's private life at will.

Therefore, she has not seen Nangong Reanxue for more than a month, and she is very anxious.

Seeing her sister's soft call, Nangong Reanxue nodded with a smile.

"Sit down. "

Qin Feng sat straight in the position of the Holy Lord, Ling Yufei stood on the left side of Qin Feng, and Nangong Rean Xue stood on the right side of Qin Feng.

"Master, why are you here?".

Ling Yufei asked with spiritual power.

"If I don't come again, the face of the Holy Land will be disgraced. "

"The disciple has disappointed the master. "

"It's all right, it's not your fault. "

Qin Feng shook his head, and then looked at Ding Rong below.

"Old ghost, why did you come to visit this seat today?".

"Could it be that I got some news from somewhere, thinking that this seat is in danger and my life is not long in coming?"

Qin Feng said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"How could the old man take advantage of people's danger!".

"This time I came to visit Qin Feng Daoyou to see if Daoyou needs the help of the old man. "

"Old ghost, you have also seen that everything is fine in this seat, and you don't need to remember it. "

Ding Rong's eyes kept on Qin Feng's body, carefully observing his every move.

Qin Feng's face was ruddy, and his breath was steady.

It's like you've never been hurt.

However, this method can still deceive children.

But if you want to hide it from him, it's still tender.

Qin Feng's steps looked vigorous.

In fact, it is frivolous.

That's the best proof that his injuries are not healing.

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