Chapter 202 Zhenhai City

Jin Yang glanced at the elder Zhao Hao, and his eyes fell on the onlookers. After a little meditation, Jin Yang shook his head invisibly. Even if Mingzong was born, the time to open the sect and accept the doorman was still not yet.

"Abusi, the deputy patriarch of the Lower Mingzong," Jinyang said to Zhao Hao with his back to half of Wanshuixian Mountain and a painful look: "Thank you, Shenxiao for your help." After saying that, he didn't say anything more. He was arrogant before, crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and finally the disaster led to the east, which was also a helpless move.

Looking at the undis expressed Shenxiao Taoist sect, Jin Yang pulled the corners of his mouth and said again, "The Emperor Demon Sect is also a branch of the holy witch religion! Although my Mingzong will not die, the two sects are immortal. In today's World War, the responsibility of killing the deputy patriarch of the Emperor and Demon Sect will be borne by me!"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Hao, the elder, stared at Jin Yang with sharp eyes. Although the deputy patriarch of the Emperor Demon Sect took action on Xianshan Mountain and finally died, it was far beyond his expectations! The consequences are unimaginable!

"Sure enough, the younger generation doesn't know the importance." The elder sighed secretly, and his heart gradually calmed down. He waved his hand to Jinyang: "Take care of yourself. I, Shenxiao Taoism, respected Mingzong and only took action once, and we have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Jin Yang nodded and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the elder led the monk of Shenxiao Daozong to fly to Xianshan and looked at the remaining half of Xianshan with a headache.

Once Zhao Hao left, it means that the protagonist left. The sectarian monk who watched looked at Jinyang and blushed a little. There was nothing wrong with them in the war between the Shenxiao Taoist Sect and the Imperial Demon Sect, but when they saw the elder of the Shenxiao Taoist Sect's great power, he actually killed a deputy suzerain, went up to flatter him and flattered him and said some compliments. As for those brain-wracking flattery, they are all dilapidated and want to get the light of Taoism.

His eyes swept through more than a dozen forces and identified the local forces in Chudi. These are the forces he wants to win over and even absorb.

Everyone looked at Jinyang and was a little embarrassed. Someone wanted to come forward to say a few words, and they raised their feet and were about to move forward. Suddenly, countless eyes fell on him, with a wry smile, and finally settled there and retreated back.

While Jin Yang was meditating, a divine thought came.

"Hmm?" Jin Yang looked at the deputy suzerain of Tianzong in surprise and saw him nodded slightly. Jinyang didn't think much about it. He looked down to check his mind. The next moment, the blue veins jumped, and the sound of the god came out of the sheath. His low eyes suddenly burned, and the black hair of the shawl rose without wind.

"Zhenhai City, looking for death!" Jinyang, who gritted his teeth, held the moment of the underworld tightly and couldn't wait to pull out the people of Zhenhai City and stab 70 or 80 knives. Originally, I felt a little cold, and I was about to leave the sect and scattered cultivation. As soon as my bones were cold, I stood still, and the temperature suddenly dropped by three points within ten miles.

Jin Yang slowly looked up at the deputy suzerain of Tianzong, and suddenly a wave flashed in his cold eyes: "Thank you!" Then he looked among the monks. Three of the ten sects had gone, the remaining seven sects were present, and the rest were local forces in Chu. The local forces are three or five immortals standing together. They are not as powerful as those sects on the cloud, and the leading cultivation is only the immortals of the two worlds.

"One, two, three..."

Jinyang's eyes stared fiercely and examined them one by one, trying to distinguish.

"Uncle, this is too arrogant." A disciple of Hong Yuandao stood behind and whispered, a little dissatisfied. Hong Yuandao's uncle was shocked by his silver temples. His heart is slightly sinking. He is also a knowledgeable person and doesn't want to cause trouble. He raised his hand to stop the disciple who still had to speak.

"People of Zhenhai City, I'm going to smash you into ten thousand pieces!" The angry Jinyang bowed slightly, and the sharp moment of the underworld fell in his hand, like an angry bull.

As soon as this word came out, the sectarian monks gathered. In an instant, the waves retreated like water, and there were only three people left in the vast sky. Is that you?" Jinyang, who gritted his teeth, exhaled deeply. As long as one word is, it is a thunderbolt!

The three people in Zhenhai City looked at the retreating monks with astonished faces.

"Are the three of you from Zhenhai City?" Jinyang, who was 700 or 800 meters away, walked towards them step by step, as if stepping on the spine of Death, "Isn't it? Answer me." Like Jinyang crawling out of the ghost grave, his voice was low and scary.

The scattered monk swirts in his heart. It's even more strange how Zhenhai City got into trouble with this big killer.

"You killed the eighteenth son of the city lord. We just want, want..." He couldn't continue to speak. Jin Yang, who was like a ghost, pinched his neck fiercely. A guy lifted it up and was almost pinched.

"Uh... Er..." A pair of feet kicked Jinyang desperately, trying to get out of Jin Yang's control, "Humph!" His scarlet eyes stared fiercely at the two people who wanted to escape, "Dare to run... Try it!" A pair of eyes and sharp eyes almost nailed into their bodies.

Two people were tall and short, looking at Jin Yang's violent forehead, a trace of cold sweat, trying to escape, but did not dare.

"You arrested Qin Ziyi there?" Jinyang's finger suddenly exerted force, and only heard a click, and the man's neck was crushed in an instant. Don't say? I want you to be worse than him!" A fierce shout with sticky dark red blood made people tremble three times.

He threw the broken monk with a calm face: "Say it!" Some low voices, like coming from hell.

The two looked at Jinyang in fear and swallowed their saliva. The short one said first: "It's Brother Yang, yes, it's Brother Yang who cheated her out. Now we don't know what the situation is.

Jin Yang's heart sank and immediately thought of Yang Ming, who had been in conflict with him, and asked, "Yang Ming?" Yes, yes." The dwarf returned slowly for fear of being pinched to death by Jin Yang.

Jin Yang, who received an affirmative answer, was deeply depressed. Yang Ming, the Yang Ming, who confronted the Yingwu Marquis, understood the space law of the refinement of the three immortals, and his qualifications were horrible. Qin Ziyi fell into his hands, and it was extremely bad.

Just as he was worried, a sudden shout came from the sky: "Jinyang!"

This sound was like thunder, pounding in Jinyang's heart. Looking up, a fiery red shadow quickly looked at himself flying.

"Qin Ziyi!" Jin Yang screamed and blinked his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. Just me, Qin Ziyi! Haha, it's not easy to escape. Fortunately, there is Xuanyutai, the ancestor. Qin Ziyi, who was a little excited, fell in front of Jinyang in less than a breath.

The two people in Zhenhai City looked at each other and unexpectedly escaped for her.

"You..." Looking at Qin Ziyi, who smiled in front of him and was definitely different from the last meeting, Jin Yang suddenly did not react. Qin Ziyi smiled and smiled at Jin Yang, "My ancestors of My Xuanzong did not die in battle, and he also cured my brother!"

Jin Yang nodded slightly when he heard the words and looked at her with a smile on his face. After a closer look, his heart beat, and Qin Ziyi was also in the realm of immortals. Only Qin Ziyi, who has a high shoulder, has a straight face and is murderous.

"Listening to Yang Ming's words, it seems that there is a girl who has a good relationship with you and was caught by the people in Zhenhai City."