"What? The fall of Aowu Kingdom? The collapse of Yangcheng? Take this seriously?"

Qin Nantu, who claimed to be silent in all directions and was sitting firmly on Mount Tai, stood up and looked down at the solemn faces in the hall below, looking down at the confidential deacon who came to report the news.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered above the Qinfeng Mountain Conference Hall, and faint thunder came from the clouds.

Emperor Wu was angry and the wind and clouds were surging!

In the hall, there was a silence of shock.

The only twelve remaining elders Qin Feng were all pale and their bodies were shaking.

Under Qin Nantu's strong forehead pressure, they were as fragile as leaves in the wind. Even if Qin Nantu had a thought, they would be crushed to pieces.

In the middle of the hall, the confidential deacon kneeling on the ground was the first to feel this terrifying pressure.

His bones were stuck all over his body, and blood was overflowing in his eyes, mouth, nostrils and ears.

"The Sect Master, what Bei Zhi said is absolutely true. This is the last message sent by a confidential disciple before his death. Bei Zhi will never dare to talk nonsense..."

The confidential deacon, before he finished speaking, his whole body burst into pieces.

For a moment, flesh and blood were splattering everywhere.

Some blood and flesh splattered on the faces of several elders Qin Feng. The corners of their eyes trembled, and disgust flashed in their eyes, but none of them dared to raise their hands to wipe the blood stains away.

Qin Nantu carried his hands on his back, and his face became solemn as ever.

He made a lot of calculations, but he miscalculated it in the end.

He originally felt that with Qin Yukun and ten people, Lin Yi's strength would definitely be weakened. Their ten people joined forces to protect themselves even if they lost.

In addition, with the Black Iron Giant City in Yangcheng as the backing, Lin Yi, his Snow Country soldiers, as well as the Pearl Sect and Thunder Clan, as long as they enter the Black Iron Giant City, they will die without a burial place.

But God did not follow others' wishes, Qin Yukun and the others failed. The black iron giant city Yangcheng founded by the Holy Ancestor also collapsed.

Yangcheng's status in the minds of the disciples of Qinfeng Sect is second only to the Dharma image of the Holy Ancestor.

A year ago, Lin Yi broke into Qin Feng Sect and smashed Yang Sheng’s Dharma image.

A year later, Lin Yi actually broke up again, the Black Iron City founded by Yang Sheng.

"This hatred is irreconcilable! Lin Yi, come on, I'll wait for you to die in Qin Fengshan!"

The sound of Qin Nantu was like the thunder in the sky, and it was heard far and far from the top of Qinfeng Mountain.

At this moment.

Qin Fengzong became the focus of attention of the entire Shengwu Continent.

At the same time, the news that the Aowu Empire was destroyed and the Yangcheng collapsed swept across the entire Shengwu Continent like a hurricane.

Whether it is the monks of the sects, the pawns in the streets, whether it is the students of major colleges, or the scattered cultivators scattered in every corner of the Shengwu Continent, almost everyone is talking about the fact that Lin Yi captured the Aowu Empire and smashed Yangcheng.

"I really didn't expect that the killing god Lin Yi was so irritating! Who would have thought that he and a group of defeated soldiers would really capture the largest empire in the Holy Martial Continent?"

"The makers who used to gnaw elephants in the past are afraid that they will be ashamed now, so they will bury their heads in the soil. Lin Yi used his practical actions to slap them all in the face, giving us the honor of witnessing the amazing miracle that ants can also do elephants and kill elephants."

"Tsk! It's too early to be happy now. It's true that the Aowu Empire was captured by Lin Yi, but Qin Fengzong is still there. As long as Qin Fengzong is here, a second Aowu Empire will appear."

"I heard that Lin Yi is leading a large army, heading towards Qin Fengzong, and this will inevitably be an extremely tragic battle."

At this time, Lin Yi was indeed leading the army and galloping towards Qin Fengzong.

Of course, these armies are all elites of the Snow Country, the Pearl Sect and the Thunder Clan.

The soldiers and generals of the Snow Country, the disciples of the Mingzhu Sect, and the members of the Thunder Clan were all left by Lin Yi near the destroyed Yangcheng.

Next, the showdown between Lin Yi and Qin Feng Sect will be a battle between the strong.

Whether it is the generals of the Snow Country or the disciples of the Mingzhu Sect, as well as the tribes of the Thunder Clan with low cultivation, they will become cannon fodder once they are involved in this battle.

The people who followed Lin Yi this time were Shangguan Qingluan, Lei Ji, Bai Wuji, Lin Xiu, Lin Xueer and Lin Xiaoya, as well as Lin Yi's four sworn brothers, Shangguan Xuaner sisters and Elder Yunqiu were also among them.

The vulgar dragon showed its body of a hundred feet, with its teeth and claws spreading, and its roar shook the sky.

Lin Yi led everyone to stand on the body of a hundred-foot dragon.

At this moment, the whole body of the vulgar dragon was shining with bright purple gold fluorescence. Every dragon scale slowly shone, and every dragon beard carried a terrifying aura of destroying the world.

"Aowu--The Killing God Lin Yi and I, the Purple Gold Dragon King, are here! Qin Nantu gets out and dies!"

It was still a thousand miles away from Qin Feng Sect, and the vulgar dragon pulled open his throat and began to swear.

The loud rumbling sounded throughout the world and across the mountains.

Countless people looked up and looked up. The purple gold dragon king in the void was flying in the clouds, fog, and claws, and extremely majestic.

The entire cultivation world of the Holy Martial Continent knows that in the world, only Lin Yi has a purple gold dragon pet. Today, he suddenly saw the true body of the purple gold dragon pet, and many people were so shocked that they were not possessed.

"Dragon King! Purple Gold Dragon King! Lin Yi even has a dragon pet, the Purple Gold Dragon King. How terrifying will his cultivation and combat power be?"

"Lin Yi is no longer the same as before. It is said that the ten elders of Qin Feng Sect can't trap him even if they set up a Qiankun killing formation. Poor that ten elders were all killed by Lin Yi. I am afraid that only Qin Nantu, who had just broken through the Martial Emperor, can suppress Lin Yi."

"This son is so crazy. Someone must come out to suppress him, otherwise the entire Shengwu Continent will be upside down by him."

There are many different opinions, and everyone has everything they say.

Lin Yi was sitting cross-legged on the dragon's back, his eyes slightly closed, and was slowly savoring the sixth posture of the [Qiankun Ziyang Fist] that he had just realized - to take charge of the Qiankun.

[Qiankun Ziyang Fist], like [Qiankun Ziyang Fist], has very high requirements for practitioners' talent and mood. Even though Lin Yi has ten times more time to practice than others, even though Lin Yi has experienced various life and death tests, his improvement in Ziyang Fist and Ziyang Fist is still very slow.

As he practiced for a long time, Lin Yi felt more and more that the magic of this set of [Qiankun Ziyang Art] was reflected not only in combat, but also in his state of mind.

While practicing in the Lin tribe compound, Lin Yi was inspired by the suffering master and began to practice smoothly.

Since then, Lin Yi’s practice of the [Qiankun Ziyang Art] has begun to get on the right track.

As I practiced over time, this set of Ziyang Art has brought great benefits to Lin Yi.

If he had not practiced the Ziyang Art, perhaps even a warrior would not be able to break through with Lin Yi's Sun Holy Body's physique.

After just experiencing a battle, Lin Yi felt that his realm barrier was a little loose.

(End of this chapter)
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