Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin looked calmly at the cultivators from the eight major sects in front of him, already prepared in his heart.

They were like jackals, tigers and leopards, wanting to devour Fang Lin at any time.

However, how could Fang Lin, who had seen various scenes, be afraid of such an occasion?

He smiled slightly and said: "Deacon Ye, Chaotian Sect is certainly good, but I still hope that there will be more Xianwu Academy. I can't accept your kindness!"

Smiling Tiger Ye Jiuyi heard this, still with a fake smile on his face. .??.

There was just a hint of coldness in his eyes.

This kid is definitely not a human being.

Ordinary cultivators, upon being invited by the Chaotian Sect, would have readily agreed, but Fang Lin remained unmoved.

However, Ye Jiu did not give up.

He chuckled and continued: "Little brother, our Chaotian Sect has the most cultivation resources in the entire immortal world. With your qualifications, you may even become the Son of God of our Chaotian Sect. Don't you think about it?"

After the words fell, the cultivators from the other seven sects all looked sideways, with a hint of coldness in their eyes.

What does Ye Jiu mean?

It’s obvious that you eat alone, right?

You must know that the secret treasure on Fang Lin's body is the most valuable secret treasure in the Chongxian Secret Realm. If Chaotian Sect wants to take it all for himself, he has to see if the people of the seven major sects agree.

"Deacon Ye, this is wrong. Since Young Master Fang has refused, you can't force yourself!"

Soon, the deacon of Qingxue Palace came out to speak.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said softly: "I heard that Leng Ruhan in our palace has an unresolved relationship with Mr. Fang. I wonder if Mr. Fang would like to go to Qingxue Palace to get together?"

Money and beauty, there should always be one thing that can make Fang Lin give in.

When the deacon of Qingxue Palace said these words, all the geniuses behind her became red-eyed.

It equates to a sore spot for them.

Looking at the eight major sects, how many geniuses are there?

In their eyes, Leng Ruhan was like a fairy.

In the past, how many people had killed themselves in pursuit of Leng Ruhan?

However, no one liked Leng Ruhan, so he walked with Fang Lin, a young boy from a remote village. Even Zhou Jing of Chaotian Sect died in Chaotian Palace because of this!

Are you angry?

This feeling is like having a table of delicious food in front of you, but you don't want it and choose a bowl of water porridge that no one will drink!

However, it is not the turn of these disciples to speak in this hall.

At this time, another voice sounded.

"Master Fang, the sword skills of my Lie Dao Sect are extremely exquisite and match your temperament. Do you want to come over and practice some?"

"The Moon Worshiping Cult can gather the yin and yang of the sun, moon, and control the mountains and rivers. It must be the best choice for enlightenment. Are you sure you don't want to come and take a look?"

"Hongtian Taoist Temple is a sect that has been inherited for more than ten thousand years. It has countless inheritances. As long as you come, you can choose any inheritance you want!"

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Suddenly, the eight major sects rushed to grab Fang Lin.

Then the way you said something to me made the disciples behind them look ugly.

Something seems a little wrong!

They were obviously here to cause trouble for Fang Lin, so why did they seem to want to take Fang Lin under their command now?

"Senior brother, was the deacon confused by Fang Lin's magic? Why didn't he grab the treasure, but instead wanted to bring Fang Lin into the sect?"

One of the disciples couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart and couldn't help but ask the senior brother next to him in a low voice.

They are afraid!

If Fang Lin really became a disciple of the eight major sects, it would be surprising if they could live a good life based on the things they did in the Chongxian Secret Realm.

"Are you stupid!"

The senior brother cursed lowly and said: "Close the door and beat the dog, doesn't Weng Zhong understand how to catch the turtle?"

The junior brother suddenly understood after hearing this.

I see.

As long as Fang Lin leaves here, they can kill him if they want!

Although the conversation between these two people was very low, Fang Lin's five senses had already been completely transformed, and he could hear their words clearly.

There was a faint smile on Fang Lin's lips.

The disciples of these eight major sects cannot even see through this, so they are too stupid, right?

Fang Lin put his hands behind his back, took a step forward, and said quietly: "Seniors, you have traveled a long way here, so there is no need to be pretentious, right?"

As soon as these words came out, many deacons fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Fang Lin, looking at him quietly.

Fang Lin paused, showed a smile, and said, "Don't you just want the secret treasure on me? But unfortunately, I tell you, you can't take away the secret treasure on me!"

Fang Lin's voice was not loud, but it was like a slap on the face of the Eight Deacons.

This is a slap in their face, a slap in the face of the eight major sects!

In just an instant, the atmosphere in the hall darkened.

Their eyes were wide open, staring at Fang Lin. The terrifying pressure was like a mountain of ten thousand tons, oppressing Fang Lin's seven-foot body.

At the same time, the voices of the deacons rang out in the hall: "Fang Lin, the water for this treasure is very deep. You can't grasp it. If you don't want to suffer, just hand it over obediently!"

Fang Lin said nothing. He clenched his teeth. The fairy spirit in his body wandered between the meridians and flesh and blood. Every inch of flesh and blood was squeezed to the extreme by the power of many strong men.

Even traces of blood seeped out of his body.

On the side, Wan Qingshan's eyes were filled with excitement.

He didn't see the wrong person!

\u003e This Fang Lin is indeed a hot-blooded person. Even if he is beaten by people from the eight major sects at the door of his house, he is not afraid at all.

At the same time, a more bold idea came into his mind.

Or, only by joining forces with Fang Lin can this idea be realized.

In just a few breaths, Fang Lin's face turned red and his eyes widened.

It felt like he would burst his blood vessels and die in the next moment.

However, Fang Lin's trembling feet still did not give in.

The eight major sects wanted to make him kneel on the ground and completely destroy his pride, but Fang Lin didn't want to!

The eight major sects are not worthy of him kneeling down!

Seeing that Fang Lin could no longer bear it, the deacon of Lie Dao Sect yelled angrily and said, "Fang Lin, do you accept it?"

This voice implies power, aiming to hit Fang Lin and make it difficult for him to hold on!

As long as Fang Lin takes a breath, it will only be a matter of time before he succumbs to them.

On the side, the lazy Ouyang Nanfeng nodded slightly. Under his big sleeves, he flicked his two fingers, and an invisible force shot out, just in time to knock down the strength of the deacon of Lie Dao Sect.

As a master, how could he allow others to secretly injure his disciples?

The deacon of Lie Dao Sect was secretly shocked when his skills were broken!

He glanced at the people in the Xianwu Academy around him, but didn't notice any movement from them!

What's more, Xianwu Academy is notoriously cowardly. Now eight major sects are coming to press the situation. How can they resist for the sake of a small Fang Lin?

At the same time, Fang Lin's sonorous voice resounded through the hall and reached the sky.

"Xiao Xiao from the eight major sects, you are not worthy of letting me kneel down!"

The sound was like a war drum, rumbling and making everyone's scalp numb!

At the same time, the green frost sword in Fang Lin's body buzzed and shone with the light of green frost, as if it was integrated with Fang Lin's voice...