Ten Gods

The playing field was full of blood and corpses, and Lin Tian followed the main body of the feather door to find a body with the same door. Bayi Chinese Network w?w?w?. ?8?1?z?w. Com

Other elders and ordinary disciples naturally moved, and all faces were stunned. The same door that was cultivated not long ago, but now it is separated by life and death, becoming a cold body. Even some people have not completely preserved the body. This has to be said to be very bleak, and there is a sorrow in the air. .

Soon, an hour passed.

Everyone worked together to arrange the battlefield, and soon packed everything. The disciples and ordinary elders who died in Yuhuamen’s door were all buried in the back hill. The people who died in Jinyan’s gate were thrown into the barren hills far beyond the door of Yuhuamen. in.

The sky is dim and the sunset begins to fall.

At this moment, everyone in the Feather Gate is in the back hill, silently on the grave of the dead door.

"Lin Tian, ​​thank you for not saying much, take a rest. I went to the depths of the sect, and sweeped the grave for the last generation."

The main road of the feather door.

Looking at the depths of the feather door, this middle-aged man has a faint sadness in his eyes.

Lin Tian silently nodded. The source of this battle was Tuo Yelie, who betrayed the masters of the previous generation. The masters of the previous generation wanted to make up for the ancient sword dust that was valued by the wild and fierce, and eventually betrayed. For the superiors who paid the door to the feathers, this is really a great sorrow. Nowadays, at the end of World War I, two people who betrayed the lords of the previous generation were all killed in the door of the Feathering Road. The feathering door owner had a lot of words to talk to the previous generation.

Lin Tian didn't say much. Together with Ling Yun, he slowly left the back mountain and walked toward the outer door residence area.

Soon after, the small yard appeared in front of the eyes.

"rest well."

Lingyun Road. This man who had no serious men on weekdays was also slightly dim at the moment. He took a shot of Lin Tian’s shoulder and walked toward the real discipleship. On this day, although the Zongmen had been saved, but many disciples had died, and everyone in the feathered gates had a slight sorrow. Lingyun was no exception. After all, the deaths were all the same.

Lin Tian nodded and looked at Ling Yunyuan, and then he walked into the small yard.

Like he thought, Zongmen Dabi, everyone went to the military field, and those who brought Takuye Yee were also in the performance field. The scope of the whole war was in the playing field, the other of the feathering gate. Convenience is not affected, this small yard is the same, very good. He entered the house and the snowy night was safe and sound.

He rarely showed a little smile, and together with the snow night, eating a simple dinner is to go back to the house to practice.

Of course, the so-called cultivation is actually the operation of the four polarures, and the self-adjusting spirit of the individual. After all, I have just experienced a big battle. He is now practicing immediately. Obviously, it is not very likely, and it is not very beneficial.

A dazzling, seven days passed.

After seven days, the feathering gates gradually returned to normal, and a number of disciples returned from sorrow and devoted themselves to cultivation. After the war of seven days ago, these disciples have become diligent and hardworking. Those who used to practice only three hours a day can now practice for six hours a day, and everyone’s spirits are flying.

Lin Tian naturally adjusted his state. On this day, he took the snowy night and walked out of the small courtyard to practice in Xianling Valley.

In the door, the disciples who came and went were much more than usual. One by one, they were in a hurry, they were busy practicing, and they saw Lin Tian and the snowy night, and everyone stopped.

"Lin Shi brother!"

"Lin Shi brother is early!"

"Lin Shixiong! Xue Shijie!"

Everyone greeted me with a respectful color in their eyes.

Most of these people are actually older than Lin Tian. However, Lin Tian’s strength is very strong, and more importantly, seven days ago, Lin Tian won the respect of everyone for the Zongmen War. They all call Lin Tian a brother. And the snow night and Lin Tian, ​​the entrance and exit are almost all peers, the relationship is close, naturally it is called the sister.

Lin Tian did not support the big, responded to these people a little bit, and then went to Xianling Valley.

Entering the Xianling Valley and choosing the two stone chambers that are leaning against him, he puts in a certain amount of the beast nucleus and cultivates it.

"Hey!"

The faint silver mans are intertwined in his body. He runs the quadrupole, and the real element is mobilized and slowly tempered.

......

At this time, another piece is located, there is no Xiangxian.

There is no ancestral immortal Lizong group between the mountains, the aura is full, the island is vacant, and there are fairy birds circling in the Zongmen.

"what?!"

A whistling sound came from a temple in the depths of the sage.

There are more than 30 people who have gone to Yuhuadaomen with Tuoyuan Lie. Among them, several hidden elders stepped in here, and the eight figures in the temple were truthfully reported to the students at the birth of Yuhua.

This temple is called the Wuxiang Temple, which is a very important place for the Immortality. The eight figures in this place are the eight elders of the generation who are in the same age. At the level of the avenue. Nowadays, I learned that several ecstasy elders reported that the eight people were furious. They were the masters of this generation of the ancestors, and they were actually shackled in the door of the feathers!

The eyes of the eight people are all with chills and anger.

"Let the feathers pass, hand over the forest!"

One of them was cold.

The story of the birth of the door, the returning elders told us that the generation of the incomparable lord, Tuo Yelie, died in the hands of Lin Tian.

A small monk in the realm of the imperial concubine, actually killed the lords of their immortal ancestors!

Inside the fairy hall, a few hidden elders returned, one of them whispered: "Elders, I... they could have killed all of us, but they didn't, but they put back all of us, now, but But it is doing this, it seems... there seems to be some... some are not suitable."

"Shut up!" A strong force came from the front, and a screaming voice shook the people who spoke: "You have walked out of the sect, and you have not yet fixed your sins. Now you dare to plead for outsiders! Now, It’s the face of my incomparable fairy, who was stepped on!” The person who spoke said, "I don’t want them to be returned to all of you. You just want to be alone, you have to go straight. He flattened the door of the feathering! Now, this seat only wants him to be a disciple who kills me and has no chance to kill them. It is enough to give them a face!"

"Yes, but..."

"Get out!"

During the crash, the hurricane surging, directly shocked the people who opened the door to the Hall of Immortal.

"The wording of the feathers, let them hand over the disciple called Lin Tian, ​​otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The icy voice came from the Hall of Immortal.

......

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was seven days passed.

The feathering gates have completely returned to normal, and the disciples have been practicing hard, and the spirits have climbed very fast.

In these days, in Zongmen, the disciples who come and go are very much and become harder.

On this day, a slap in the face suddenly appeared in the sky above the door of the feathers, and the voice of indifference came.

"Yuhua Daomen, Lin Tian will be handed over to me for no reason in seven days. Otherwise, the goalkeeper of Yuhua will be named Shengzhou!"

The voice of indifference fell, and then, with a bang, the charm disappeared and turned into a little starlight dissipated in the air.

For a moment, the entire feathering gate instantly died.

"what!"

"Let us call Lin Shixiong?! Why?"

"The doorkeepers have already let go of all of them, only killing the ungrateful shameless!"

All the feathered disciples are angry.

The main door of the Feathering Gate was discussing with the 12th Emerald Elders in a large hall. Listening to this voice, the standing stood up, and the cold glare in the eyes flashed, and the slamming of the jade table in front of him shattered.

"Deceive too much!"

Li Dan is extremely angry.

Lin Tianju lived in the small yard and naturally heard the sound of the charm, and the blind suddenly became cold.

There is no Xiangxian, want to kill him!

"forest……"

Standing in the snowy night, next to Lin Tian, ​​the sound is very light. A few days ago, Zongmensheng’s business, the snowy night has already been known. At this moment, there is no Xiangxian who releases the musical notes. To feather the door and hand over Lin Tian, ​​her face has a worried expression.

......

Feathering the door, everyone was collectively angry. At this moment, all the disciples of the feathers had clenched their fists.

"unacceptable!"

"It’s still too despicable for the Six Immortals!"

"When are we really bullied?"

There are disciples who are angry.

All people are angry and roaring.

Subsequently, everyone, in unison, gathered in the martial arts field of Zongmen.

"Let us hand over Lin Shixiong? Don't even think about it!"

"What kind of **** the fairy, and they fight!"

"Fight!"

One by one, the disciples of the feathers are big.

Ten days ago, when Lin Tian faced life and death, he decided to stay in the door of Yuhua Road and fight with the main door of the Feathering Gate. If there is no Lin Tian, ​​the Zongmen has long been ruined. Without Lin Tian, ​​these people are already dead bodies. Perhaps even the bodies can not be preserved. They may be swallowed by wild dogs, taken away by the wolves, and smashed by vultures. Where can I still live and stand?

Lin Tian is the benefactor of all of them! Nowadays, there is no Xiangxianzong to feather the door to surrender Lintian. Where are these people willing? After a death, their blood has already been ignited, and now they are gathered in the military field.

"The big deal is a death!"

"The dog's day is no match, and they fight!"

"If you die, you have to bite them down!"

A group of disciples roared, and anger could not.

At this time, the sound of the broken air sounded, inside the door of the feathering, a group of ordinary elders, the twelve elders of the world, the main door of the feathers, all of them arrived, appeared on the main platform of the center. Looking at all the disciples who gathered here at the Yuhua Daomen Gate, the group of people couldn’t help but nostalgic, with a deep satisfaction in their eyes, and a kind of gratification.

"It’s good to say! Although I’m not as good as his unfavorable fairy, I’m afraid of a fight!”

The main door of the feathering door shouted.

There is no reason for Xianzong to let him surrender Lin Tian, ​​how is it possible!

At this time, the middle-aged man has the satisfaction of the disciples and the anger of the immortal.

"Don't be afraid of a fight!"

"Work with them!"

"Don't worry!"

Everyone is awkward.

Lin Tian and Xue Ye also came to this place. Seeing this scene, listening to the voices of a feathered disciple, he was slightly moved and his face smiled. Half a month ago, he fought for Zongmen, defended Zongmen, and guarded a group of disciples in Zongmen. Now it seems that it is really worth it!

These fellows, when they said that they would not hand him over to the entire feathering gate, they were not afraid, but angry for him, and they gathered in the martial arts field without hesitation. Handing it out, the big deal is to fight with the incomparable fairy, and not to die!

The main door of the feathers, the twelve elders of the world, a group of ordinary elders, also have a strong sense of war.

None of these people will abandon him, even if the squad will be destroyed, and there is no fear of a war.

His contribution is completely worth it!

"The doorkeeper..." He calmed down a little and went to the center of the platform, looking at the main door of the feather door: "Please, please drive out the sect."

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