Emperor’s Domination

“Torting Lake.” Upon hearing this, Li Qi Night had to take another look at Hung Yu Jiao, shook his head and said: “This precious land no longer has a sense of foresight. The power struggle has lost its virtue. Torting Lake, is no longer the Torting Lake that can be Heiner Baichuan. ”

Hung Yuqiao couldn't help but hear such words. She couldn't understand Li Qinight's emotions.

Looking at the lake water in front of him, looking at the hidden island in the lake, Li Qi Night couldn't help but faint. He looked back at Hung Yu and said softly: "I'm just taking a short break here. I'll be gone in a minute. Don't worry about me. ”

Hung Yuqiao looked at Li for a while and finally hugged her fist. “Since Taoist has left for a moment, I won't bother you. If Daoyou stays here for more than a day, I hope that Daoyou can cooperate with one or two and collect the license plate from the Dongting Lake for the record. If you don't understand anything, you can come to me at any time. ”

Li Qi Night just smiled. He laid on the fine sand and looked at the blue sky and the white clouds. He no longer cared about Hung Yu.

Hung Yuqiao couldn't help but look at the ordinary and strange man in front of her and finally she didn't say anything and let someone sail away.

Looking at the blue sky and the white clouds, Li Qi couldn't help but sigh lightly at night. Torting Lake, indeed, is a good place, and it was founded here by several of the foreigners in order for this heritage source to circulate, so that the people of the heavenly spiritual world can have a strong backing.

The foremen can be said to have broad breasts and a Heiner Baichuan momentum, which is why Dongting Lake was once powerful enough to transcend Jin Xiu Valley.

Only unfortunately, Heineken does not mean that anyone has such a breast. Even the descendants of the pioneers may not necessarily have the same broad breast as the predecessors. At the end of the day, when power strikes, it is always inevitable to deviate from the struggle for power.

“Torting Lake was such a wonderful place.” Li Qi was somewhat disappointed and sighed softly. “It's only a shame, the descendants are too angry. ”

Li Qi was lying on fine sand at night, looking at the blue sky white cloud, the whole person was in a rare tranquility, at this time, he was reluctant to think about anything else.

Time is relaxing, it's like a white cloud in the sky floating gently, it's that silent, it's that unnoticed.

Li Qi was lying on fine sand at night, and he didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly, his heart moved, and suddenly he sensed something and opened his eyes.

Right between these stone and thermoelectric lights, Li Qi jumped up at night and instantly rushed into the sky, rushing out of the cave lake.

Outside the Giant Dragon Mountains, there is not only a ring island like Lake Tortilla, in fact, there are a number of islands beyond Lake Tortilla, although these islands are small and the vast majority of them are already dominated.

Such a small island is scattered beyond the lake, as if it were a pearl scattered outside the lake.

One of the islands on this island is quite large, with many buildings built on it, although many of them have collapsed, even in the bushes of weeds.

The whole island is desolate, and only at the top of the island are several ancient pavilions intact, built around an ancient palace.

The palace is so ancient that the entire palace looks completely united, and the green and gray walls look like a whole stone carved.

Hanging over this ancient palace is an old plaque that looks like copper, iron, wood, and wood. I don't know what it's made of.

The plaque did not know how many years it had gone through and it seemed that time had polished off the marks of the plaque, although three words “Baptist Church” were rarely visible from the plaque.

The word "Baptist Church” is written in an ancient and immensely old body, and it is not widely known by those who are afraid to recognize the three words.

Because the three words were so sharply polished by the ages, they were all blurred. The stars haunt the invisible surroundings of these three vague words, as if they were surrounded by a vast universe.

If people with better eyesight take a closer look, they'll find more. There are indeed stars and suns and moons around these three vague words, and there seems to be a universe here.

In such a universe, there seemed to be thousands of armies, an invincible iron ride engraved in such a universe.

However, these are all too small to be seen at all if the eyes are not good enough to look closely.

And finally, it's all set above the three words, "Baptist," and there's a shadow hidden above the three words, and it's a crow, and it's carved onto the three words, "Baptist."

Though the crow falls on the three words "Baptist Church”, it opens its wings and its wings cover the three words "Baptist Church", as if this crow is guarding the three words "Baptist Church” with its wings open.

“Bang, bang, bang...” At this time, a burst of madness sounded, a young man with a huge hammer violently smashed the closed door of the palace, bang the door.

But no matter how hard the young man smashed, he couldn't break the door, even though it looked like it was made of wood.

“Stop -” a loud drink sounded, and an old man who looked almost fifty years old screamed, trying to rush over.

The old man was wearing a pair of grey clothes with a clear face, but his body looked a little thin. From his healthy hands, he could tell that he was a monk, but he was weak in blood and could tell at first glance that he was a shallow monk.

The old man drank to rush past the young man who had stopped the hammer from smashing the wooden door, but before he could rush in, he was held down by three or five strong men, unable to move and could not stop the young man at all.

“Bang -” the young man slammed the wooden door, but still couldn't break it open.

The young man has a pair of eagle vulture-like eyes, and he has an iron-clad scale on his back. Not only does the young man have an iron-clad scale on his back, but the other three or five strong men who suppress the elderly also have the same iron-clad scale on their backs.

This is the characteristic of a large group of Iron Scale Sects in the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Iron Scale Sects are a fish family among the sea demons. Their race barely counts as a large group. The nest of Iron Scale Sects is a thousand miles from the Dragon Mountains in the Bottom Sea, and they settle in the trenches.

In front of him, this young man is Lei Yu, the lesser lord of the Iron Scale Sect. He wants to establish his own position outside of the Iron Scale Sect. He has photographed Hundred Holy Sects as a small island.

Unfortunately, the only heir to the Baptist Church, the old man in front of him, refused to sell the island, causing such a conflict.

“Old man, didn't you say that your Baptist Church is sheltered by the Sages of the Nine Days and the Ten Places? Where is your saint of nine days and ten places?” Lei Yu looked at the old man under control and said with a laugh.

The old man in front of him was the only heir to the Baptist Church. Unfortunately, he was too shallow to fight the three or five strong men in front of him.

The old man wanted to struggle, but he was hard pressed by three or five strong men. He was also stubborn and raised his head forcefully. He said: "Even if I die, I will not sell the Baptist Church! ”

“Sell it or smash it!” Lei Yu's hair was harsh, he smashed the palace in front of him, and the sound of “bang, bang, bang” sounded, but no matter how hard he smashed it, he could not smash the palace.

Lei Yu exhausted his strength to eat milk and could not break the palace at all. He was shocked and angry. He had to vent his anger on the old man and step on the old man.

“Old man, young master, I have plenty of time, today Ben Young Master will consume you, I will slowly smash this broken palace. Don't worry, Master Ben won't kill you immediately. When Master Ben levels you out, it's not too late to kill you. Master Ben wants to see you look desperate!” Saying, Lei Yu kicked the old man again.

Ray Yu was angry, he wanted to levell the palace before buying and selling, but in front of a palace like this, he exhausted his strength to eat milk and couldn't destroy it. This adds to Lei Yu's tremendous greed for the island, which he believes is absolutely a treasure, and possibly even a treasure in this palace.

Lei Yu is more determined to take possession of the island before anyone finds it.

The old man was also a hard bone. He was kicked by Thunderfeather's leg and threw up blood. He was still holding his head high and still didn't hum.

“Old man, the bones are tough.” Lei Yu laughed coldly and stamped his feet on the old man. He could hear the bone crunch. The old man hummed. It was painful, but he didn't scream a scream.

“Hey, old man Zhang, what if your bones are harder? Master Ben wants to kill you like an ant.” Lei Yu couldn't help but laugh: “Didn't your Baptist Church claim the sanctuary of the Nine Days and Ten Places? Now, what about your so-called Nine Days and Ten Days of Holiness? Where'd they all go? ”

The old man still lifted his head forcefully without saying a word, and when Lei Yu saw the old man's stubborn appearance, his heart was even more angry.

Lei Yu stepped on the old man's face with a grin and said, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, where's the saint who sheltered your Baptist Church? Let them all come out and show Ben Young Master what the so-called sage looks like. ”

“Really?” At this point, a cold voice rang, and the cold voice said, "Do you really want to see the saints of the Nine Days and the Ten Places? ”

At this time, Li Qi Night landed in front of Bai Sheng Church, and looked at them cold and cold.