Note Orphans Forced Heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Talking with the eight major forces is not a trivial matter, all disciples have to go to the mountain gate to receive them.

But it's a reception, but it's actually a wooden stake, just to appear more respectable.

As an outer disciple, Mu Chi is not qualified to stand in the front row, he can only blow the wind on the periphery, bored.

In the vicinity of Muchi, the air pressure is always extremely low, and he is notoriously difficult to mess with, so that no one in Shuanglan except Zou Qiong dares to approach him.

But Zou Qiong had to stand in the front row with his master Qi Shu, which caused Mu Chi to open up a vacuum in front of the dark mountain gate square, and he himself was wearing a cold funeral face at the moment, A look of impatience.

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

Without waiting for a while, the ethereal music sounded from far away, and as the sound approached from far to near, a gigantic sailboat gradually appeared in the sky. The boat was full of singing and dancing. The disciples who had seen the world were amazed again and again.

As soon as this extravagant style appeared, someone guessed the identity of the person on board—the Huaxi Zhao family, the wealthiest of the eight major forces, is said to have mastered several spiritual veins, and most of its disciples are extravagant and spend money like dirt.

However, their strength is the lowest, and people often suspect that they can be among the four great families with money.

Before everyone could finish admiring, several huge flying artifacts came one after another, such as lotus pods, giant rulers, spirit beasts...all of them were radiant and colorful, like a beauty contest in disguise, illuminating the sky of Shuanglanzong. It is colorful.

The finale was a blue-gray giant sword, the sword body was plain and unpretentious, but it exuded enormous coercion. As soon as the sword came out, the mountain gate suddenly became quiet, and a cold and crazy aura was overwhelming from the sword body. pressed over.

The disciples of other sects are fine. After all, those who can represent the sect here are elites, but the Frost Mist Sect is not optimistic, especially the disciples of the outer sect. down.

Mu Chi, who was originally covered in frost, changed color a little at this time, and he was surprised.

He knew this sword.

The name of this sword is Qinglang, a heavenly magic weapon, ranked fourth in the list of ten thousand soldiers, and the sword of the hero Qin Xuanzhi in the article "God's Legacy".

But... Qin Xuanzhi was not like this originally.

Muchi recalled the Qin Xuanzhi in his impression. He had always been gentle and courteous, with a radiant appearance. Why did he seem to be a different person now, using the coercion of an earth-level master to oppress these ordinary disciples?

The people present obviously didn't expect Qin Xuanzhi to make a sudden attack. Shan Anshan, the head of the Frost Misty Sect, whose face was always smiling, was a little stiff at the moment. He waved his hand to prop up a protective shield, walked in front of the people, and walked towards Qinglangjian from a distance. A senior ceremony.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Sect Leader Qin is very good."

This courtesy was not insignificant, but everyone looked normal.

The Xuanxu Sect and the Shuanglan Sect belong to the four major sects, so logically the two sects should be equal.

But Qin Xuanzhi is different.

If Xiao Yuan is the backbone of the evil way, the strongest in the world, then Qin Xuanzhi is the pillar of the righteous way, soaring hope.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Zhengdao wants to choose an existence like the emperor like Mozun, Qin Xuanzhi is definitely the first choice.

As we all know, there are no more than ten monks who have reached the earth level in the Shenyi Continent.

Among the ten people, four are old Xiu who are on the verge of death. After closing the death gate, I am afraid that they will never come out again for the rest of their lives. Among the remaining few, Xiao Yuan is counted as one, and Qin Xuanzhi is also counted as one. They are all young. A genius who stepped into the earth easily.

Speaking of it, Muchi is actually a hidden one, but the world thinks that he was temporarily promoted by absorbing female cultivators, so it doesn't count.

As for the Frost Misty Sect, it was very miserable. The Frost Misty Sect did not have any monks, so they did not dare to offend Qin Xuanzhi in the slightest.

However, in Muchi's impression, the relationship between Shuanglan and Xuanxu has always been very good, but today it is strange, it is simply slapping Shuanglanzong in the face.

"Old stuff."

Sect Leader Shan's complexion changed.

As soon as the words fell, a man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared in front of Shan Anshan, his speed was so fast that none of the people present noticed it.

Mu Chi almost didn't recognize Qin Xuanzhi.

He was so thin that he almost took off his face, his green clothes looked empty, his eyes were dark, his face was gloomy, he seemed to be insane, and he didn't have the slightest trace of his original handsome appearance.

What was even more unexpected was that he actually moved directly towards Shan Anshan.

Shan Anshan is only a black-rank monk, and he belongs to the category that is not good at fighting. Where is his opponent, he grabbed his neck and lifted him up, his face turned blue instantly, and there was a terrifying "cluck" sound from his throat .

"I asked you to watch things for me, is that how you take care of it?"

His voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hades, and it was chilling to hear. At this moment, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked at Shan Anshan coldly and sternly.

I have to say that a good-looking person is still good-looking even if he is skinny, but his slightly protruding cheekbones make him look extraordinarily cold, not like a model of righteousness, but more like a ghost cultivator who crawled out of hell .

No one expected that Qin Xuanzhi would come out suddenly. The elders of the Shuanglan Sect headed by Qi Shu were taken aback for a moment, then immediately surrounded them, and quickly summoned their weapons, but they were cautious and dared not act rashly. Pointing at Qin Xuanzhi from afar.

"Qin Xuanzhi! What do you want to do?!"

"Let go of the master!"

"stop!"

The faces of the elders were extremely ugly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Qin Xuanzhi sneered.

In the next moment, a terrifying tide of spiritual power burst out, directly throwing out the elders of the Frost Misty Sect!

All sounds are silent.

In the face of absolute strength, all resistance seemed extremely powerless.

Six elders, two profound ranks, but they couldn't withstand Qin Xuanzhi's blow.

"Qin Xuanzhi!"

Qi Shu was the only one who could still stand, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth at this moment. Under the pressure of Qin Xuanzhi's spiritual power, he managed not to be thrown away, and said with difficulty: "The thing is still there!"

The terrifying coercion stopped.

Qin Xuanzhi looked straight at Qi Shu, his eyes were sullen and mingled with madness, like a poisonous snake that made people feel chills all over his body.

The hearts of all the people present seemed to jump to their throats, fearing that Qin Xuan would not stop for a while, and tore Qi Shu with his bare hands.

Qi Shu was not afraid of him at all, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were full of ridicule and ridicule, with a gun and a stick in his arms.

Without the oppression of the spiritual power of the earth-level masters, he straightened his spine again, showing a bit of toughness and stubbornness that was not often seen in the past.

"Master Qin, do you know—"

He cast a cleansing spell casually, and removed the blood on the corner of his clothes.

"There is no medicine for regret in the world. No matter how much you protect a dead thing, it can't change everything you have done."

"It's disgusting to be pretending now."

This remark was nonsensical, and even the other elders of the Shuanglan Sect looked at each other in blank dismay, confused.

Qin Xuanzhi suddenly fell silent, and even the cold air in his body dropped a lot, he let go of Shan Anshan in his hand, without saying a word.

The other aristocratic clans came belatedly at this moment to persuade them to fight, but their leisurely attitude was really intriguing.

"Master Qin, why are you so angry?"

An extremely coquettishly dressed woman approached with a smile. What she was wearing was not so much clothes as a rag, which was exposed everywhere.

Her winking eyes lingered on Qin Xuanzhi's body for a long while before she smiled coquettishly: "If you like suffocation, you can find me. The dry head of the single master is so boring."

"puff--"

An outer disciple near Muchi sprayed it out.

"This girl is too unrestrained!"

"Tsk tsk, hungry, so hungry."

"You know shit."

A disciple glared at him contemptuously: "This is Lin Shui'er, the Patriarch of the Lin family. Does she need hunger and thirst?"

"The Lin family? The Lin family that cultivates the Way of Joan?" The disciple who spoke first was very surprised.

"No, I heard that the members of the Lin family all have the physique of a furnace. If they can be allowed to go up for a while, it is not impossible for them to improve their cultivation every day!"

After finishing speaking, the man laughed a few times, showing a bit of wretchedness: "I don't know if Patriarch Lin still needs someone to recommend himself as a pillow."

Just as they were talking, several of them looked at the past together, and then exclaimed at the same time.

"Look! She's here!"

"I'll go, you won't really like me..."

As soon as the words fell, the incomparably beautiful woman flew towards here and landed on...

In front of the curtain.

Then she lifted his chin.

"This young man is so handsome."