Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

After the rectification in Wanshan Town, Hong Dali entire group then set off for the Wushen Palace.

Out of Wanshan Town, all the way to the southeast direction, after the three 10 li outside the boundary, is the sphere of influence of the Wushen Palace. At this time, Jianghu people from all over the road gathered more and more, and occasionally met ten or twenty people at the beginning, the more they encountered, the more they went into the path between the mountains and forests, every few hundred Meters There are a group of Jianghu people who camp, and there are not so many people who are scarce.

This time Jianghu people look around the Wushen Palace should look like Jianghu’s rare major event in recent years. Hong Dali walks and squats, and secretly calculates it. If you follow this scale, you will wait until the Wushen Palace. easily.

“This filial wind is enough style,” the wisdom Goddess saw winds and waves. At this time, seeing this situation is also for the generation of the martial arts palace, Ling Feng secretly sweats: “In the face of so many people come to encircle, actually Did not say to temporarily avoid the front.”

“It seems that Tang Zhen’s sect passer-by seems to be very powerful,” Hong Dali is also a tongue. Originally, with his thoughts, even if these people in Jianghu had an appointment with each other, they should not come so much…

The entire group continued on, and walked out more than 10 li mountain road, through a forest, and climbed seven or eight hundred stone steps, suddenly suddenly in front of each other, a huge platform appeared in front of Hong Dali.

There were many people standing on the platform, and there were three or four thousand people who said that it was too big. The platform was so big that it didn’t feel how crowded it was when it stood so three or four thousand people.

This platform looks at the material should be a huge stone barrier, the megalithic walls on both sides, the gate is also a pile of boulder, a huge slate across the top, the book “Wu Shen Palace” three characters.

Such a building looks quite ancient. Especially spectacular, it is the entire palace gate, which is exactly three boulder stacked together. Look at every boulder, I don’t have to worry about it.

“Aiya, amazing.” Hong Dali said with emotion: “It is really good to be able to make such a spectacular mountain gate in such a world.” The martial arts world is not the same as Hong Dali’s original World. I don’t know how it got together.

At this time the crowd was surrounded by the stone platform square, all armed with a blade, looked toward the Palace Gate of the Wushen Palace.

The main hall of the Wushen Palace is a solid wood building. It is about 30 meters high and is divided into 5-Layer. It is extremely spectacular. Only at this time, the palace gate is closed, and it is impossible to see the situation inside. It is such a big palace that there is no one, even the next person who sweeps the floor can’t see it.

“Hu Ge,” Hong Dali pulled the beard and whispered, “Is there such a big martial palace, not even a servant?”

“Strong brother, you don’t know,” said Beard Ming sighed, saying: “This day, the 36-hole 70 Fufudi, this Wushen Palace will occupy two of the six heavenly blessings. It has always been the most Supreme martial arts among the entire Jianghu. Holy Land, but also famous is that the Wushen Palace never accepts people casually, wants to come to a division and a servant. At most three people. This generation of Tianjun Lingfeng Master has soared, leaving him and the servant to sit on the town. Otherwise…” Beard Ming looked around and whispered: “If you don’t even have ten times more people here, I don’t dare to come here to scream with the people of the Wushen Palace.”

Other Hong Dali didn’t care much. The beard said that the flying up was caused by Hong Dali’s attention: “Flying up? Become a fairy?”

“That’s not it,” said Beard Ming, shaking his head. “The Great Desolate of the Emperor’s Palace, “The Great Desolate Blood Emperor”, can be raised to the top in the day. Nobody knows where it is. Anyway, it is very powerful. According to legend, it seems It’s just like Cheng Xian. It’s a pity. This “Great Desolate Blood Emperor” disappeared a long time ago and has never been seen before. Hey.” He said here, the tone is infinite.

Well, Hong Dali understands this, and in simple terms, it is similar to his original Earth.

Practice “Great Desolate Blood Emperor”, and practice to a certain extent to enter the next World, which is equivalent to the relationship from Earth to the Galaxy Alliance – otherwise the original Yun Qingfeng is estimated to be involved in the plane war.

The problem now is that this “Great Desolate Blood Emperor” Hong Dali knows…

Hong Dali whispered here, people have gathered there, and tens of thousands of people gathered on the stone platform square. When the crowd was neutral, seven or eight leaders were drawn, standing in front of the crowd and starting to rush to the temple. The main hall door screams: “”

“Ling Feng, come out and die!”

“Ling Feng, you are doing a lot of evil, you are full of evil, and you don’t want to show up!”

“Lingfeng, Wushen Palace Wannian Foundation, now it will be destroyed in your hands, if you die quickly, we can still leave you a whole body, this Wushen Palace will not be burned by a fire. !”

“Yeah, Ling Feng, if you die early, you will not be jealous of the name of your “Tianjun”, at least the hero who died to die, but you have to make a final defeat!”

A burst of anger and screams came from the crowd, but no one dared to take the lead and break into the main hall of the Wushen Palace, which is 100 meters in front of them.

Because they don’t dare.

The first bird who broke into the main hall will be angered by the thunder of the heavenly monarch, die without a whole corpse.

When these people shouted, the whole scene was quiet and waited for the reaction in the temple.

“Boom!” Just at this time, the Wushen Palace did not know how many pounds of heavy doors did not move, and slowly opened.

Slowly walk out of one person from the inside.

The man’s long black hair shawl, a deep purple attire, behind the black cloak and hunting, Hong Dali only knows at a glance, this guy is definitely the day of the wind.

Look at his wear, almost exactly the same as Tang Zhen, not far from the point – it can be seen that this Ling Feng must be Tang Yi as an idol, there is absolutely no discount.

I think Hong Dali is more and more curious here – such a character will do the killing of the village?

Anyway, in any case, with his own relationship with Tang Zhen, this Ling Feng has to call himself Ancestral Martial Uncle Zuzuzu… I don’t know how many generations of Ancestral Martial Uncle, so I have to help this matter today.

“You are a big breath,” Ling Feng stepped out, his movements looked very slow, but it seemed to step on the heart of someone at the place.

The footsteps landed.

The whole world seems to have shaken.

Almost all of the people in the whole place are unstable, and they are vain at the foot.

The audience can be unaffected, but only two or three people.

The stone platform on the stone platform of the Wushen Palace, which was originally a noisy market, was quiet and quiet.

Ling Feng has a glance at nearly 10,000 people in the whole square. 嘿嘿said with a sneer : “this Ling has not set foot on Jianghu in 40 years. Do you think that my Wushen Palace is not?”

The sound of his words was shocking, and the enormous pressure of the infinite spread spread out. The air was like a sticky mud, and some of the lesser-disciplinary disciplines couldn’t bear the power of his words. Fall to the ground.

Under the prestigious name, there is no vain, Ling Feng 甫 one debut, the momentum will be enough to press the person at the place, the power of Tianjun, can be seen.

Hong Dali smiled and said: “Although the strength cannot be compared with Tang Zhen, but this momentum is exactly the same, my Young Martial Nephew is a good seller.”

Since all the people from all walks of life dare to come, naturally they will not be scared away by Ling Feng. A crowd of swordsmen who seem to be about fifty years old in the crowd started talking: “Ling Feng, Tongcheng Village 156 The villagers were slaughtered overnight, is it your poisonous hand?”

They came here, the flag is to kill the Heavenly King, enforce Justice on behalf of the Heaven, in order to arouse the hearts of all the enemies, the sword strong, asked an outrage of this day’s anger.

Ling Feng faintly swept this person, the corner of his mouth smeared a trace of disdainful smile, indifferently said: “The gas is full, but the lower plate is vain, the breath on the temple is unstable, the head of the Shenting hole is faint red, giant sword It is only a practice to practice in the Seventh Layer, and you dare to yell at this Ling. It’s ridiculous. I don’t know if the sword is flat, who are you?”

The sword of the giant sword cultivated by the strong sword is divided into 9th layer. Like him, he can practice in the Seventh Layer. He is already a talented person. He has always been regarded as a trump card. The last card, where he thought he would actually be Ling Feng looked at it at a glance, and suddenly his face was a little white, and his heart was stunned. He said: “In the next Yan Lingxing, Yan Chengping… It is the father.”

“No one else succeeds.” Coldly, leaving such a heart-rending evaluation, Ling Feng said: “If you want to add sin, why is it that this Ling did it, that is what this Ling did. How can it be?”

At this point, someone asked: “The X-square door is up and down 70 six people, the whole family is killed, is it your poisonous hand?!”

Lingfeng coldly snorted and said: “You said yes!”

“The Old Lord of Xihe County Liu is a good man, but he is stabbed to death. Is it your poisonous hand?”

“Yes.”

“Dingyang County has a big flood of water, and there are no granules. He Daguan has opened a warehouse to release food, but he was killed on the day of the grain release. Did you do it?”

“Yes!”

At this point, the crowd has already swayed. The man is still waiting to ask again. Ling Feng is impatient. He said: “How many crimes are recorded on this Ling’s head is why there are many excuses for mother-in-law. I am waiting for my martial arts palace. The three Secret Scriptures are no longer a secret. You have to do it yourself, and no one is upset.”

When it comes to Hong Dali, I finally understand that these people are playing the battle of honor Justice on behalf of the Heaven. The purpose is just to succumb to the culprit, but to say that the grandiose, immediately on the wisdom of Goddess The first few steps, the rush of the wind with said a laugh: “Ling Xiaoge is good, oh, my name is Hong Dali, I don’t know Tang Zhentang, brother, you don’t know Ling Xiaoge?”