Martial Arts Overlord

"Ok."

Hearing Qingling's cheerful tone, Ying Ying looked back, his eyes flashed with a hint of wonder.

For a moment, she felt that time was slowing down, and she didn't even notice how Qingling avoided the thunderbolt.

Ying Ying even believed that when she fought with Qing Ling, her winning percentage would not exceed 50%, even though she had already been promoted to Yuan Haijing, and Qing Ling had just been promoted to Real Yuan Jing.

"It is indeed the eye of the void called the Eye of God ..."

With a sigh of affection in her heart, she stretched out her hands and rubbed Qingling's soft hair, saying, "Your progress in the past two years has really been great, but don't be complacent. Your empty eye can barely control the flow of time now , And the real Nether Eye, but can control time and space, let time go back, and river change is not a problem. "

"I see."

After a lapse of two years, Qing Ling has reached the age of sixteen. From the original Huangmao girl, she has grown into a slim and beautiful young girl. The simple pale green skirt on her body outlines her tall figure vividly. The cyan hair band was tied, and the crisp sound of the golden bell above made her a little more innocent and smiled, all filled with vitality and youth.

"I won't be lazy."

Qing Ling took a breath, and her slightly developed **** stood up: "I will work hard to become the master's left and right arm in the future, so I won't lose to the blood lotus."

Wen Yan, Ying Ying smiled helplessly, two years later, Qing Ling is still the same as before, three words ignored Luo Feng.

At this moment, Qing Ling pursed her red lips, and was a little discouraged: "Sister Ying Ying, it's been two years, and the master hasn't got any news at all ... whether he has forgotten Qing Ling ..."

"Qing Ling was so smart and clever, how could Luo Feng forget you?"

Ying Ling joked, Qing Ling flushed with shame and lowered her head and said, "Sister Ying Ling laughed at me again."

Ying Yan smiled slightly and said, "Okay, let me tell you something. Luo Feng came back two months ago."

"what!"

As soon as Qing Ling closed, her eyes widened and she was surprised: "The master is back! Really?"

Ying Ying nodded, "Well. He came to see you, but you didn't bother when you were practicing in retreat."

"Master is back!"

Qing Ling jumped with joy and turned to leave the back room.

"Where are you going?" Ying Ling stopped Qing Ling and said, "Luo Feng is no longer in Panlong City."

"The master left ..."

I heard that Qing Ling was on the spot, and the light on his face faded quickly. "Sister Ying Ying, why didn't you tell me ... the master came back once every two years, but ... I knew I would not retreat. "

Ying Yan pinched Qing Ling's face, "Who said just now that he should work hard to catch up with Luo Feng ..."

"But ..." Qing Ling skimmed her red lips, and her eyes were already covered with a light mist of water.

Ying Yan smiled softly, "I really don't know what to say about you. If you want to see Luo Feng, go to Qianlong Island. When he leaves, he said that he should be there for retreat and practice, it should be too late.

Qing Ling looked up sharply, "Really?"

"Ok."

brush!

The strong wind sprang up, and Qing Ling's figure disappeared into the back room in an instant. The next moment, she appeared next to Ying Yan, bringing a gust of wind.

Somewhat embarrassed with red lips, Qing Ling blinked and asked, "Sister Ying Ying ... Well, how do you go to Qianlong Island?"

Ying Xi shook his head helplessly and knocked on Qingling's forehead. "Let's go, there is a place for dragon vein recovery, which is suitable for you to cultivate now, I will take you there."

Between the words, the two left the secret room, letting people talk to Luo Tian and Yang Qing, and rushed to Qianlong Island.

Qianlong Island.

The hall of discussion under the main peak.

The hall was full of people, including Shui Qingcheng, Gu Xifeng, Xia Yunjing, and several core elders of Linglong Hall.

In addition to the people in the Linglong Hall, the masters of the Twelve Golden Halls are also here. There are also masters of the Nine Kingdoms. Many of them are the best masters of the Nine Kingdoms who had participated in the Dragon Vessel Conference at the beginning. Now, after two months of self-cultivation, his injury has been healed, and his red light has changed.

As Xia Yunjing spread the news that the Disciples of the Blood Demon Sect had been traced, these twelve Golden Hall masters, as well as the top masters of the Nine Kingdoms, came one after another.

Now, on Qianlong Island, fifty or sixty people have gathered, all of whom are prominent figures in the nine countries.

Shui Qingcheng glanced at the crowd and said, "Everybody must know the purpose of this gathering."

"Ok."

The master of the Yuanzhang Palace nodded his head, and Shen said, "Water is falling, is it really the Blood Demon Sect?"

Everyone else was looking towards the water, and the whole hall could be heard.

The Blood Demon Sect can be compared with the nine sacred places. The foundation is unpredictable. It is not possible to counteract the power of the Nine Kingdoms, even if all the masters of the Nine Kingdoms join forces. If the Blood Demon Sect really wants revenge on Luo Feng, It is undoubtedly a shocking event.

Shui Qingcheng nodded slightly, "I have checked it myself, it is indeed the Blood Demon Sect."

A few days ago, Shui Qingcheng concealed her whereabouts, and searched in the last few positions, and finally made her meet a gray-clad man. Although the other party was very cautious, both body and breath could prove that the other party was a demon. People in the door.

Really Blood Golem!

Although everyone was psychologically prepared, the dust settled, but they couldn't help taking a breath.

Tu Wanshan asked: "How many people do they have and how strong are they?"

"There should be eight people who settled on a deserted island five hundred miles away from Qianlong Island. In order not to frighten the grass and scare the snake, I didn't get too close. However, I estimate that five of these eight people should be strong in spirit. There may be masters in the mid-point of the Divine Realm. "Shui Qingcheng Road.

"Five strong gods ..."

Hearing the words of Shui Qingcheng, everyone was relieved, one person said:

"Shui Qingcheng, where is Luo Feng? With him and the power of all of us, there is no need to fear these people."

Everyone nodded one after another. At the Longmai Conference, Luo Feng's strength was obvious to all. Even Yuehua, who had six levels of Divine Realm, was not an opponent. As long as there was no strong man in the late Divine Realm, there was no need to be afraid.

Shui Qingcheng shook his head, "Luo Feng is at a critical juncture in cultivation, and can't be disturbed now."

"What to do then."

Everyone has a high level of knowledge and experience, and knows that the retreat of the strong gods will usually take months or even years.

Xuan Guogong's eyes swept through the hall, looking at Shui Qingcheng, and a Qingyi swordsman who had no need to look like a star, said: "Shui Qingcheng, embroidered swordsman, plus me. We are distracted here There are only three strong people in the world. If the other party also has strong mid-range powers, I am afraid it will be difficult to win. "

"If these people come for the master, I can help you." A cold voice sounded suddenly.

The crowd looked back, and below the hall, Xuelian stood there with no expression.

Ten Demon Goblins!

The expression of all the people was shocked, and then a happy expression appeared on their faces. The power of the Ten Demon Goblins naturally knows that even the newly promoted Ten Demon Goblins can directly follow the mid-level gods, and the breath of Blood Lotus, like a deep sea, is extremely strong, obviously not just Promote Ten Demon Goblins.

In fact, in the past two months, the blood lotus has been promoted to the ten desires.

Tu Wanshan patted his thigh and laughed, "In this way, we will have four strong gods! The number also has an absolute advantage! Although I do n’t know what the purpose of these blood demon disciples is, these demon monsters Cruel temperament, no evil and no action, there will definitely be no good things this time. I think we might as well start off first, killing them is too late! "

"Yes, I agree with the words of the Lord of the Temple of Du. Let these demons and evil spirits see the power of our nine-nation warriors." Someone echoed.

Xuan Guogong has experienced countless wars in his life, and he is cautious and says:

"I think it's best not to act lightly. These people have been coming in late, I'm afraid they are waiting for reinforcements, and their purpose is not clear. Once we engage in war, I worry about what will happen."

Shui Qingcheng nodded slightly, "I think so too."

Someone retorted: "Then we just wait like this? Were they more powerful, wouldn't we be even more powerless to resist?"

Shui Qingcheng said: "I have sent a letter to the Holy Land. This matter is related to the Blood Demon Sect. The Holy Land learns that it will not sit idly by."

Tu Wanshan hesitated, "But if the people of Mozong come first ..."

After hearing that, everyone was silent.

"I think it's better to kill first, to kill one is one, so fearful, and let these demons and evils look down on us! 'A warrior with a burst of personality, shot up the case, killing in his voice.

For a time, the people in the hall were divided into two factions, each holding a word, arguing whether it should be started first or be patient, waiting for the master of the Holy Land.

When everyone argued, Qianlong Island was hundreds of miles away.

Eight gray figures stood in the clouds, and the figures floated up and down with the air flow.

"Elder Qi and the real blood demon are almost here." One said.

"Well. However, the situation is a bit wrong." A grey-clad warrior looked at Qianlong Island and frowned. "You noticed that there are a lot of masters going to Qianlong Island in the past few days. Qianlong Island is going to arrange now It ’s a big array, and it would not reasonably invite people to visit the island. "

"Did we have been found?" Someone speculated.

Standing in the forefront, the middle-aged gray man with a blood knife frowned, and said, "It's possible ..."

At this moment, a burst of air sounded, and a master of the nine countries stepped on the green sword and hurried towards Qianlong Island.

"Oh, I fell asleep and someone sent a pillow. I can just ask this person."

The grey-clad swordsman smiled coldly, and the figure turned into a blood-colored Changhong, which always persecuted the past.

"This is the Blood River Qigong of the Blood Demon Sect! Sure enough, the blood demon ancestors are staring at Qianlong Island!"

After passing through the mid-sea power of Yuan Haijing, he noticed this scene, his face was horrified, his figure was stretched, the cyan sword gas at his feet suddenly doubled, and Fengqing Dengqi flew towards Qianlong Island, flying quickly.