"Get up."

Lin Feng raised his hand in the void, and a soft and irresistible force swept out. He helped Shi Feixuan, who was kneeling on the ground, continued:

"Although you are extremely talented and possess the body of Fire Poison, you have just entered the sect and are only a servant disciple of the sect. Only after you pass the test of the Qiankun Ladder in the sect can you become an outer or inner disciple of the sect."

"In addition, there is a ruin of ten thousand poisons in the sect, which was left by the powerful Poison Emperor in ancient times. It contains endless terrifying poison gas and inheritance, which is very beneficial to you."

"In addition, there is also a divine pill peak in the sect, which contains countless mysteries, as well as alchemy inheritance and alchemy materials."

"After you return to the Divine Sword Sect, you can enter it and get your own chance."

After hearing what the Sect Master said, Shi Feixuan was a little stunned.

"hiss!!"

"I have a body of Fire Poison Holy Body, extraordinary talent, outstanding understanding, and have the ability to become the throne of emperors. Is I just a serious disciple in the sect?"

She exclaimed in her heart and was completely shocked.

In this way, the sect must be full of geniuses, and monsters are the norm.

"The Ruins of Ten Thousand Poisons and Shendan Peak..." Shi Feixuan murmured in her heart, and a heat appeared in her eyes.

At this moment, Lin Feng rolled his sleeves and an invisible domineering force swept out, wrapping up towards Shi Feixuan.

Shi Feixuan below felt a flash in front of her eyes, the space was twisted, and the scenery in front of her seemed like a glimpse of light. When she came to her senses, she had already appeared on the Nine Dragon Chariot.

After getting closer, Shi Feixuan realized how powerful and terrible these nine golden dragons were. Just a trace of dragon pressure overflowed, she felt as small as an ant, and the other party only needed one thought to make her soul scattered.

Such a powerful and invincible golden dragon is only worthy of the sect leader to pull the chariot?

There was a roar in her mind and her thinking had a brief downtime.

Moreover, she also discovered that the Nine Dragon Chariot was bathed in strands of great rhymes and the aura of laws of heaven and earth.

With just a moment of effort, she clearly realized that her cultivation had improved a little.

It's so scary!

"Sect Master, I am really a god!" She guessed in her heart, her eyes drooping, and she didn't dare to face the majesty of the Sect Master.

"It's all over here. You can go to Qingqiu Holy Land with me first, and then return to the sect." Lin Feng's mouth curled slightly, stroked Dongfang Qingyao in his arms, and said without domineering.

Dongfang Qingyao has become able to enjoy the masturbation of the sect leader calmly from the beginning of discomfort and shyness.

She even narrowed her eyes slightly and took the initiative to rub her arms into the sect leader's arms, as if she was looking for a more comfortable feeling.

"Go to Qingqiu Holy Land?"

"Is it because the Sect Master is going to attend the kendo ceremony?"

When Shi Feixuan was secretly guessing in her heart, her lotus steps moved slightly and stood respectfully behind the sect leader.

At this moment, a trace of coldness flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and even the aura on his body became a little stronger invisibly.

It’s okay for Xuanyuan Qingtian to be fine. If she makes any mistakes in cleaning up the portal this time, he will keep the Qingqiu Holy Land!!

No one can move a hair from his Lin Feng’s woman!

Otherwise, if you are poor, you will be punished!!

With a thought, the Nine Dragon Chariot turned into a stream of light, dragging the long golden tail flames, and slashing like a meteor towards the direction of the Qingqiu Holy Land.

…………

On the other side, in the Qingqiu Holy Land.

The sword ceremony is coming to an end, Qingqiu’s sword contest is completed, and even Qingqiu’s sword casting is about to come to an end.

The swordsman ceremony that once in a hundred years naturally attracted countless sword cultivators and sword-making masters. Countless swordsmans and sword cultivators wanted to become famous at the swordsman ceremony, gain recognition from the Qingqiu Holy Land, and then worship the Qingqiu Holy Land to practice.

now,

On the largest square in Qingqiu Holy Land, the sun shines brightly, and the sharp sword energy soars into the sky. Just standing there makes your scalp numb.

Just above the square, there are many elders from the Qingqiu Holy Land.

Their bodies were full of sharp auras, and even the surrounding space was pierced.

Located in the middle, there are three figures that are the most eye-catching, which makes people dare not look directly at them. Just a trace of breath is revealed on them, which makes them tremble.

The most dazzling figure among them is a woman with a unique face, tall figure, and powerful without anger, wearing a golden long dress.

There was a hint of self-sightedness in her eyes, as if she should be an existence above all sentient beings.

The whole person looks extremely noble and domineering.

That’s right, this woman is Zhou Qingmei, the sacred master of Qingqiu Holy Land!

Countless warriors look up at the peerless powerful men worshipped.

Not only did she have outstanding talent in the sword making process, she has achieved something that countless warriors cannot match, but she also mastered Xuanyuan Qingtian, who was invincible and had no sword enemy three thousand years ago, and was known as the Saint of Sword Demon!

Now he is not only a ninth-grade swordsman, but also a swordsman who is invincible and can no one fight!

In today's world, the seventh-grade swordsman has become an existence on the ceiling, and has a respected status, which has made countless sects curry favor with each other.

As for the ninth-grade sword-casting master, he is even more of a legendary existence. He can make immortal swords, Taoist swords, and even holy swords with his actions.

Putting aside her own strength, the resources behind her will definitely easily destroy the top sects.

On the left side of Zhou Qingmei, there is a chariot with a simple shape, luxurious decoration, and extremely domineering spirit, which exudes a faint breath that makes people feel palpitations.

Looking up, there were five dragons emitting a faint dragon power in front of this chariot!!

Their bodies were filled with magma-like flames, as if they were about to devour the heaven and earth.

Jiaolong is a descendant of the Dragon Clan. He has some real dragon bloodline in his body. His strength is extremely terrifying, his combat power is unparalleled, and his personality is irritable and impermanent, which makes countless warriors look at it and take a detour.

And the aura emitted by these five dragons is already the True Emperor Realm!

It is no exaggeration to say that in front of these five dragons, even if they are half a step into the Saint Realm, they will fail, and the Small Saint Realm will not dare to compete head-on.

However, now, some people actually use these five dragons to pull the chariot?

What a big deal!

Even though they were far apart, countless warriors could feel the terrifying pressure spreading from these five dragons, and their spines were involuntarily cold.

They all turned their eyes to the chariot, with curiosity and awe in their eyes.

There is no doubt that the owner of this chariot has an extraordinary origin, a vast power behind it, and an extremely respectful status, would not be the existence they could provoke.

However, they wanted to see what kind of peerless existence was that they were qualified to be worthy of the five dragons.
Chapter completed!