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Han Feiyu: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Fang Gan: "Although Wang Teng always calls himself the Immortal Emperor, but when he meets the sect master, his skillful kneeling posture makes me cry to death."

Zhang Fan: "What do you know? Our Immortal Emperor Wang is going to shovel the existence of the same level of Immortal Emperors in the future, so you'd better take it easy."

Su Yan: "Slightly exaggerated, and looks scary."

Su Yan: "I believe Big Boss Lu Yuan is not that kind of person.

Huangfuqing: "Compared to attaining Taoism and becoming immortal and immortality, these are indeed a bit of hardship.

Sith: "But the behavior of Mr. Wang Teng running around with his head in his arms..."

Sith: "I watched the live broadcast, and the disciples on the side of the road were all petrified."

Lu Yuan: "You will also be afraid when you see a person running around with a bleeding head in broad daylight."

Wei Ningshuang: "Boss Lu Yuan is reliable and has a sense of security.

Qing Muchuan: "A man like Wang Teng is so touching."

Su Yan: "Qingmu, don't be too outrageous.

Han Feiyu: "Too explosive performance art is hard to appreciate.

Han Feiyu: "Do you think the head of Qingyun will believe it?"

Su Yan: "Brother Wang Teng's behavior is too intense, a little suspenseful."

Fang Gan: "What do you think of Lu Yuan?"

Lu Yuan: "Sit and watch, there is a high probability of a fight.

"presumptuous!"

"The master of the Blood Spirit Sect is too rampant!"

"How dare you send a killer to kill my disciple of Ice Wu Peak."

"It's really heinous and deserves death!"

The head of Qingyun slapped the table, and the empty hall exuded a strong sense of oppression, and the aura of the Foundation Establishment 990 repair could be seen at a glance.

The other peak masters were all taciturn, and the peak master Bingwu frowned tightly, staring fixedly at Wang Teng, as if he could kill someone.

He could sense some doubts, and even suspected that Wang Ni was lying.

JA......

Wang Teng and his daughter also hit it off.

What could Wang Teng do if he killed his daughter?

The thoughts of Peak Master Bingwu still shifted to Master Qingyun.

The head of Qingyun and the head of the blood spirit sect fought for 300 rounds, and at the end they were carelessly wounded by the blood spirit talisman.

There was a torn bloodstain on the cheek of Master Qingyun.

Little harm, but extremely insulting.

How can the always strong head of Qingyun swallow his anger.

More importantly, the spies placed at the Blood Spirit Gate reported important information.

A small vein of spirit stone was excavated within the range of the Xuelingmen resident.

If the Blood Spirit Sect is allowed to continue to grow stronger, the consequences will be very serious.

Qingyunmen has frequently mobilized elders recently for this purpose.

Even if the daughter is not dead, the two sects will still break out in war.

"Master, Xue Ling'er, the daughter of the head of the Xueling Sect, disappeared out of thin air. Is there any other force deliberately behind the scenes to fuel the flames?"

Stepping out of a beautiful beauty with a noble temperament and a plump figure like a ripe peach, she spoke to remind the head of Qingyun.

The person who came was Baihua Peak Lord, one of Qingyun Twelve Peak Lords.

The head of Qingyun pondered for a moment (abdh), but still shook his head and vetoed it.

"Your guesses are always guesses, but the head in Wang Teng's hand is real."

"If my Qingyun sect keeps silent, how can I gain a foothold in the boundless mountains?"

The words of the head of Qingyun won the approval of many peak masters.

The weakening of Qing Yunmen means the reduction of disposable cultivation resources.

Which one of the peak masters is not the existence of the eleventh and second layers of Qi Refining.

They are only a thin line away from Foundation Establishment.

Whenever you encounter some opportunities, you can become a foundation-building overhaul.

It would be impossible to cut their resources.

The Lord of Baihua Peak is also a monk at the peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

How could she not know what other people were thinking, and sighed helplessly.

"Junior Sister Baihua, don't worry too much."

"Since I took the initiative to attack the Blood Spirit Sect, I naturally didn't act on my will.

Hearing the comfort from Sect Leader Qingyun, Peak Master Baihua relaxed slightly.

"Wang Teng, I think you have the talent to build a foundation."

"This time to conquer the Blood Spirit Sect, you will bring all the disciples of the inner sect to go."

"Peak Master Bingwu and Master Baihua of the Twelve Peak Masters are stationed at the sect.

"If the situation is not right, I will send someone to ask you for support."

The head of Qingyun did not send out core disciples.

Instead, he chose to let Wang Teng lead the inner disciples there.

In this way, the new generation of Zongmen will not be disconnected.

Wang Teng's eyes were firm, and he said loudly: "I would like to be the pawn of the sect, beheading the disciples of the blood spirit sect to comfort the spirit of the senior sister in heaven."

There were no major omissions in the whole process.

The head of Qingyun and the master of Bingwu Peak looked at each other tacitly.

The master of Ice Wu Peak nodded helplessly.

Wang Teng left the Zongmen hall respectfully.

Under the order of the head of the sect, he summoned many inner disciples of Qingyun sect.

Despite the whispers at the inner door, there were no surprises.

After all, running away now means treason, and the case is more serious.

Other sects would refuse to accept them if they found out the case.

Ever since.

The mighty disciples of the inner sect pierced the blood spirit gate like sharp knives.

Wherever they passed along the way, not a single disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect was left behind!

Wang Teng even showed the ability to surpass the current cultivation level, which shocked the fellow students.

When they arrived at the base of the Blood Spirit Sect, the head of Qing Yun and the ten peak masters were already fighting in full swing.

Dazzling talismans collided with spiritual power indiscriminately, creating a gust of wind.

The fighting of the monks in the foundation building period has some tricks.

The battle of the peak masters on the eleventh and second floors of Qi Refining is a little less interesting.

Wang Teng felt that he could shoot one by one with his black claws.

While fighting the enemy bravely, he intervened in the big battlefield.

With the insight of the first-order gene lock, he swiped his face again.

Rumble!

A formation suddenly appeared in the sky above the Xuelingmen garrison.

The spiritual power of the head of Qingyun was caught off guard and was sealed and severely damaged.

"Master of the Blood Spirit Sect, a despicable and shameless person!"

The head of Qingyun pointed at the fierce head of the Blood Spirit Sect and reprimanded him angrily.

Immediately afterwards.

The formation in the sky suddenly collapsed.

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched slightly.

What an inferior one-time formation.

He almost thought he could kill randomly.

The recovered Master Qingyun burst out of blood and fled the battlefield.

The leader of the Blood Spirit Sect did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but was entangled by a peak leader.

The Blood Spirit Sect Master came to a dense jungle that obscured his vision.

"Wang Teng, quickly take my token and return to the sect for help.

Wang Teng held up the token ring handed over by the head of Qingyun to look at it.

It is rumored that the person who holds the head ring is the head of Qingyun Sect.

Wang Teng's unhurried attitude made Master Qingyun's pupils shrink.

"As expected, it was you who secretly fueled the flames. Today, my seat..."

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the head, and the hairs all over his body stood on end in an instant.

"Wang Teng, please head to death!"

boom!

There was a shot.

Qing Yun's head exploded.

Wang Teng quietly left the Xuelingmen station.

Wang Teng: "Boss Lu Yuan, is there any way to bury everyone in the Blood Spirit Sect? I can take a loan first, and then slowly repay it later.

Fang Gan: "Hold the grass, Wang Se, you are really cruel.

Su Yan: "Boss Fang Gan, you are not going to be kind enough to surround the elves with the sect."

Zhang Fan: "So many people, yet so scattered, can a hydrogen bomb wash the ground?"

Han Feiyu: "I don't think Wang Teng can afford a hydrogen bomb."

Lu Yuan: "You're lucky, I happen to have an antimatter bomb here, and I still lack an explosion experiment site."

Lu Yuan: "You won't be charged this time."

Fang Gan: "It just so happens..... Lu Yuan boss... You..."

Han Feiyu: "Anti-matter bomb, Mr. Lu Yuan, why have you improved your technology?"

Zhang Fan: "I'm the one who held back Lu Yuan in this group."

Huangfuqing: "It's outrageous, boss Lu Yuan's equipment has been updated and iterated, and I'm still the same poor ghost.

Sith: "Anti-matter bomb, I heard that a 0.5-gram anti-matter bomb is comparable to the nuclear weapon used back then."

Su Yan: "Sure enough, people don't need to work hard, just wait for big brother Lu Yuan to become a fairy, and then I will hug big brother Lu Yuan's thigh."

Wang Teng: "Thank you Lu Yuan.".