Supreme Uprising

For ordinary Dragon Mountain disciples, divine martial arts is their dream. If they can become disciples of divine martial arts, they will never let go of this opportunity!

Even because of this, we have to give up everything they have in the Dragon Mountains.

Longfei's eyes are a little red. He is in Longyue Mountain, although it is also a status, how can Longyue Mountain be compared to Shenmu Zongzong.

If he had access to the Divine Martial Arts, he would never have entered the Dragon Mountains. Even ordinary disciples of divine martial arts have the status to sit on an equal footing with younger sons.

At that time, he was not the one who knocked over the young man, but the one who was above him, and took the initiative to find him to make out.

Unfortunately, such an opportunity is not for you!

Young man's face is incredibly ugly. If this teenager, who did not have too much eyes in the past, really became a disciple of divine martial arts, then his plan to annexe Songyang Sword Gate could only be frustrated.

If Songyang Jianmen is an ordinary place, even if he loses 100, he won't care.

But the Songyang Sword Gate is no small matter, it is a blessing he has studied over the years, where he can reap tremendous benefits.

Now when the Divine Martial Sect intervenes, he finds himself in a dilemma.

If he lets go of this, his heart won't let go, but if he doesn't let go and resist, he doesn't have that strength.

So his eyes, stare closely at this young man called Yu Ink!

As the proud young son of Longyue Mountain, he never thought that his emotions would get nervous with a little figure he never looked down on.

Luo Yunyang should be said to be the calmer of those who pay attention to the rain ink. The reason he helped Rain Ink was that he didn't want to give himself a new place to live, and he also had a crush on Rain Ink.

This teenager is also a good choice for him if he decides to join the Divine Martial Arts, and Luo Yunyang only respects his choice.

“If I joined the Divine Martial Arts, what about this Songyang Sword Gate?” After a moment of silence, Rain Ink asked toward the deacon.

gently laughed away from the deacon: “You joined the Divine Martial Sect, and you will be the disciple of the Divine Martial Sect! ”

Although there seems to be no positive answer to Yumu's question in the words of the deacon, in fact, the meaning of his words is incredibly obvious, that you joined the Divine Martial Sect, that is, the people of the Divine Martial Sect.

Songyang Sword Gate has nothing to do with you.

“Thank you for your attention from the deacon, but I still think I'm staying at Songyang Sword Gate!” The ink doesn't sound very loud, but it's a strong voice.

A glimmer of disappointment flashed in the deacon's eyes, and he really wanted to incorporate Rain Ink into their divine martial arts.

Although it is difficult for him to teach disciples like Yu Ink, if he can find a genius disciple for Zongmen, he will also receive a good reward.

In his view, Yu Ink was very much in line with the choice of divine martial arts, but unfortunately, the teenager was reluctant to join them.

At first thought, the deacon smiled faintly: "In that case, this is the place to talk about it, but Yunmao, you can remember that the doors of my divine martial arts are always open to you. ”

“You can join us whenever you want! ”

Speaking of which, his eyes fell on the young man's face: “Young man, do you think this fight is necessary to continue? ”

The young man's face also had a smile. Although he had said nothing to the deacon, he had already felt the intention of leaving the deacon.

Now he shook his fist towards the deacon: “This battle of extermination, we have lost for a while, according to the rules of divine martial arts, we cannot destroy the Songyang Sword Gate even if we continue to fight. ”

“In that case, there is no need to continue fighting. ”

"So my mission is done," said the deacon, laughing. “Then I'll leave first. ”

In the talking room, the deacon turned around and walked out of the hall, and the young man made a decision between the color changes: “Let's go too. ”

In other words, half an hour of kung fu, the people of Longyue Mountain Village have left the sky. The last one is Longfei. When the young son and others have gone without a trace, he shouted at the rain ink: “Rain ink, this is the beginning! ”

Yu Ink's understanding of his brother was not too deep, and he did not respond to the words of Longfei.

“Hahaha, I saved it, I saved it, I saved it!” After the mountain gate was reoccupied, it was a sudden burst of silent rain ink.

He is truly delighted at this moment! He wanted to jump just when the people in Long Mountain Village retreated, only to maintain the face of the Songyang Sword Gate, he insisted on keeping himself calm.

But now he finally doesn't have to keep this calm.

He jumped happily in the hall, and even eventually he ran into Luo Yunyang's quiet room and shouted to Luo Yunyang: “I saved Zongmen, hahaha, I saved Zongmen. ”

“Tsk, after that, don't worry about Longyue Mountain Village! ”

Luo Yunyang looked at the happy jumping rain ink and smiled slightly in his heart. Although he did not care about the Longyue Mountain Village, he felt that this matter, the young son of Longyue Mountain Village, was not so willing to give up.

And that leaves the deacon, in fact, also gives a hint to Longyue Mountain Village, a hint to let them go.

However, Luo Yunyang did not pay attention to his heart. For him, don't say anything about the Dragon Mountain Village Shenmen. Even if there is a Yuan Wang rank, he is not very concerned about his heart right now.

Speaking loudly to Luo Yunyang for half an hour, the teenager who finished all his thoughts and worries left joyfully.

Luo Yunyang closed his eyes again, prompting the round of large grinding disc to crush the fine gas inside the body.

Inside Longyue Mountain, the young boy sat in a gloomy shade on the jade collapse, and in his hand, in a treasure mirror, a picture appeared.

A geographic map of a tiny half-dozen eastern holy heavens, in which a strip of spiritual energy hidden deep in the earth is like a strip of dragon, traversing beneath the vast eastern holy heavens.

And the young man's eyes are focused on the position of Songyang Sword Gate.

The location of the Songyang Sword Gate now has no dragon vein, otherwise the Songyang Sword Gate will not be bought by Tashan as the location of the Songyang Sword Gate.

“The Dragon Gathering, the Land of the Dragon!” The young man looked at the dragon vein that had begun to shift toward the position of the Songyang Sword Gate, with a hint of gloom in his voice.

Why should he appreciate Longfei, either because he came out of the Songyang Sword Gate or because he didn't disappoint him. When he said that he wanted to build a different courtyard, Longfei sold Songyang Sword Gate to him.

Everything went smoothly, and it could even be said that everything was in his hands, even that deacon away, in his calculations.

He wants to get the Songyang Sword Gate, and he needs to get the Songyang Sword Gate by proper means.

Even if it is difficult for him to preserve the land of the dragon himself after the land of the dragon has been formed, he will be rewarded with tremendous rewards for his initiative to give the dragon land away.

But I didn't think that this kind of good thing, because of a little character screwed up, this little person, really damn it!

But the last words of the deacon let him know that he could not kill the little man at this time, all he had to do was drive the little man away.

“Seen the young man!” Zheng Lao, who is in charge of protecting the young son, respectfully came to the young son's nearest place and greeted him with silence.

Looking at the old man who saluted himself, the young man said warmly: “Zheng Lao, our relationship, as I have said many times, you and I don't need this kind of courtesy. ”

“Salute is irrevocable, the young man is good for me, in my heart forever.” Old Zheng continued to say respectfully.

“Zheng Lao, the Songyang Sword Gate is just an ant, but I don't want anyone to see my liveliness, let alone get away from the deacon's orders, to disappoint him here with me.” The young man did not tell Zheng Lao his main plan.

It's not that he has any doubts about his subordinate, it's that he's always believed that something is better not to let too many people know.

Old Zheng nodded; “My men understand! ”

As a younger son's subordinate, he knows best about the spleen nature of his son. He would never stop eating such a loser younger son.

“What are you going to do?” Although Zheng Lao has never disappointed his son, this time, because it is so important, he still can't bear to ask Zheng Lao.

Zheng Lao smiled: “Find some thieves, ransack Songyang Sword Gate, and set a fire to it. ”

This matter is really nothing to Zheng Lao, and according to Zheng Lao's plan, it is in the best interest of the youngest son.

Young Prince nodded: “I am naturally relieved of Zheng Lao's business, but also ask Zheng Lao to clean up after Songyang Jianmen has been looted. ”

“By the way, most importantly, that rain ink, let's not let him get hurt too badly, because we have to have an explanation from the deacon. ”

“Young Master, don't worry, your people will do this clean! ”

Zheng Lao went away, watching Zheng Lao go away, the young man's eyes added a hint of color. And under the urging of his hand, a dragon shadow began to put you down at the Songyang Sword Gate and gather you!

“Land of Dragons, this time I must take it! ”

Just as the young man spoke to himself, Luo Yunyang, lying practicing, suddenly felt a slight difference.

Although he did not absorb the spiritual energy around Songyang Jianmen, the spiritual energy changes around Songyang Jianmen could not hold him back.

The spirit of Songyang Sword Gate is getting stronger!

And it's getting stronger at a rate he can feel!