Sword Master Ling Tian

It's time to come, it's coming.

There are really people who don't want the grand ceremony of the Ziqi Sect to proceed smoothly.

No successor?

In other words, Ling Tian's generation, but no one can match.

However, the first son of Yun Yang has already stood up, and the sect martial artists behind him have no reason not to speak up.

"The son is right. It seems that there are no outstanding disciples in the Purple Qi Sect except Ling Tian, ​​Zhang Kaifeng and Ye Fan? How can this be called the first sect?"

"It is useless if you have the foundation of the exercise method!"

Of course, these people's remarks were immediately choked by other sects.

"There is no successor!? The eyes of the world's son are too short, not to mention that Ling Tian and others are still younger generations, even if the next generation of outstanding disciples of the Purple Qi Sect has not yet appeared, but will they not recruit genius disciples? "

"That is, it's ridiculous to come up with such reasons."

All of a sudden, the faces of the martial artists of the Zongmen who should be with the first son were green. The reason was that there was no practice secret book that was easy to use.

But no way, no way!

However, those sect martial artists wanted to say again, Yun Yang's eyes crossed over, and there was no sound in an instant.

"You guys, don't think too much. I just said it casually, and it is for your good. After all, you don't have the experience of being the head of the sect. If you die, wouldn't it be my Yunzhou's loss?"

Yun Yang smiled, but his words still made all the Purple Qi Sect disciples feel uncomfortable as if they had eaten flies.

"Hehe, it won't be bothersome."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a golden light suddenly flew over from behind the main hall.

The golden light fell in front of the hall, transforming into a white figure, standing in front of the crowd, standing with their hands behind them, looking at Yun Yang condescendingly.

"Ling Tian? Why? I'm kind, could it be possible that you won't go to Zhongzhou anymore?"

Yun Yang's expression changed a little, and then he smiled: "I can remind you that Zhongzhou is the stage where I am waiting."

He was afraid that Ling Tian would not go to Zhongzhou.

"Of course I will go to Zhongzhou."

"Haha, then my reminder is still necessary." Yun Yang triumphed.

"It's no better to remind, because our Ziqi Sect does not lack genius disciples." Ling Tian said.

Yun Yang and everyone on the left and right looked at each other, "Are you stupid? Where is the genius disciple you mentioned?"

Ling Tian didn't answer, but the next time, a breath came directly into the sky, causing everyone in the square in front of the temple to suddenly disappear. He quickly looked up, but his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Someone breaks through!

On the left side behind the main hall, a martial arts soul that was eight feet high suddenly rose up. The martial arts soul was as black as ink, and it looked like an owl, and it looked extremely terrifying!

But as soon as this Wuhun appeared, everyone in the square was shocked!

Although this seems to be the contemplation of a spring martial artist, judging from the body and aura of this martial soul, it is undoubtedly an eighth rank martial soul!

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Eighth rank martial soul!

Before Yun Yang and Ling Tian's spirits mutated, these martial spirits were unique in Yunzhou!

Now, in this Ziqi Sect, there are children with such martial spirits, this is not the arrogant of the younger generation, what is it?

All of a sudden, those warriors who had just responded to Yunyang's faces burned like fire.

Being beaten in the face again, this speed is too big.

The same is true for Yun Yang, his face turned green when he looked at the rising eighth rank martial arts spirit.

However, the shock is far from over, just as a group of warriors opened their mouths and wanted to exclaim, it was another long sound that resounded through the sky!

I saw on the right side of the main hall, another purple qi, like a pillar, rose into the sky.

A Ziluan that was nearly ninety feet tall hovered in Yutian, and his majestic and arrogant aura made it impossible to look away.

It's another 8-rank martial soul!

Moreover, there is still a small divine body with eight feet and nine feet!

At this time, desperately suppressing the various sect martial artists who were astonished in their hearts, they could no longer control them, all of them took a deep breath and exclaimed.

The background of the Purple Qi Sect is simply bottomless!

The 8-Rank Black Owl just now was already shocking enough, so now that there is an eight-zhang nine martial arts spirit that suddenly appears, it is the best in Yunzhou.

Moreover, even now, all Tianjiao, including Yun Yang, seemed to be unable to surpass this Zi Luan's talent.

Zhu Yun is a small dao body, and this Ziluan is a small **** body, at least, the two are on par!

For a time, the Ziqi Sect made two moves in a row, and two genius disciples with eighth rank or higher martial spirit were born, making Yun Yang's ridicule just now turned into a laughing stock.

"Hehe, since we are all out of customs, come out and meet your fellow practitioners!"

Ling Tian smiled faintly with his hands in his hands, the next moment, a man and a woman walked out from both sides of the hall.

The two couldn't compete with each other at the age of sixteen or seven. The man was dressed in black brocade, his black hair was flying, his white face was extremely deep, and his black eyes were extremely deep. At this time, he pressed his lips tightly, his face was cold. When people glanced at it, they felt chills.

On the other side, there was a girl in white clothes with flowing purple hair.

Although the young girl is not the beauty of the sky, but the flawless face, there is no trace of dust on the face, it is like a celestial lady from the nine heavens, immaculate and immortal.

This is Tianjiao!

Seeing these two juniors, all warriors couldn't help but give birth to these two words in their hearts.

They knew that Yunzhou's martial arts sect would no longer have sects and could surpass the Ziqi Sect.

"Disciple Ling Yun."

"Ling Xiaoer."

"May my Ziqi Sect be prosperous and prosperous forever!"

The two stood with Zhang Kaifeng and others, bowed and bowed.

"Well, well, if the Ziqi Sect has you waiting for the talent, you are not afraid that there will be no successors!"

The three of Bai Feiyun nodded and smiled. To be honest, he didn't expect that Ling Xiao'er's real martial arts rank would reach the extreme level of Bazhangjiu.

Almost a little bit, that's a **** body!

Thinking about it, it's incredible.

The grand ceremony of the sect of the Purple Qi Sect gradually came to an end in shock.

Shi Zi Yun Yang and others came over with a bully, but in the end they quietly descended to Jiuyi Mountain.

As for those sects that had just been recruited, they had already secretly contacted the Ziqi sect and were ready to please.

The half-month plan of destruction, just like this, died again.

Just like, no one can stop the rise of the Purple Qi Sect, and it is unstoppable.

Afterwards, this period of storm in Yunzhou finally gradually fell silent, but a batch of sunglasses refined by Ziqi Sect Lingtian continued to be hot.

Ling Tian, ​​who is well versed in hunger marketing, ignores the requirements of various parties to urge refining, and still only sells 20 pairs of sunglasses every month, and it is still an auction situation. The higher the price.