The strongest forcing system

The old man's face was bright, and he said proudly: "I think back then, I used this trick to bring down my old and immortal senior brother.

If it wasn't for that old man who was carrying that magic weapon with him, I would have killed him long ago, why would I have fled in embarrassment.

There is no need to take away all the cheats in the door, start a new stove, and endure it until now! "

The middle-aged man worried: "Master, if according to what you said, you have to stay away because the master has a magic weapon for cultivation!
Mr. Na Ye is also a cultivator, and he definitely has a magic weapon in his hand, which can definitely exert a stronger power than Sibo, so I'm afraid it's hard to deal with! "

The old man nodded, "That's right, you can think of this, which proves that you have a brain, and if you think about it and use your heart, you will soon be able to enter the realm of inner energy.

As for what you said, if it was two months ago, I really couldn’t do anything about it. Even at this time, I would have to pack up early and take you out of Feiyun Town, lest the mouse from the Jiyimen and Mr. Naye come to the door !
But two months ago, I was invited to work overseas, and because the work was done well, I had the honor to meet the owner, who is one of the overseas demon sects, the master of the Yuhuo Sect, and received a gift from him.

It is said that the Huo Huo Burning God Powder was made by the ancestors of the Yuhuo Sect, using a secret method of cultivation called the Fire of Six Desires, combined with other medicinal materials.

The nature of the medicine is so strong that even if it is a fairy, it will cause lust and indulge in it, so it is named Luhuo Burning God Powder!I think all gods have to be recruited, let alone Mr. Ye, a mere cultivator! "

"Ah! Is it really that powerful?"

The middle-aged man looked surprised, a little unbelievable that such a powerful thing really existed in this world.

The old man nodded and said: "Of course, Yuhuomen just caught a few orthodox female cultivators, and they were as cold as ice, like iceberg beauties.

But after letting go of the burning desire, those righteous female cultivators who are like iceberg beauties undress themselves in an instant, like the most profligate women in the world!Tsk tsk, it's amazing! "

When he said this, the old man showed a look of memory on his face, as if remembering the breathtaking scene back then.

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva after hearing this, and couldn't help imagining such a scene, turning the noble and reserved righteous female cultivator into the world's most promiscuous woman, this picture must be very exciting.

After a while, the old man came back to his senses and said: "Okay, go and investigate quickly, where Mr. Ye and the mouse from Jiyimen live.

Remember, you must check clearly, even where the room is facing, and what layout is in the room, don't miss it, you know? "

"Yes!" The middle-aged man quickly responded, turned around and went down.

The old man took out a small bottle and said to himself: "This journey of martial arts is really not as good as revision, but unfortunately I am too old to join the Yuhuomen, so I can cultivate and become a fairy!

By the way, I heard that the head of the Huohuomen has a son named Dongfang Zhao, who insisted on almost cultivating the lost Fire of the Six Desires of the Huohuomen.

When I went last time, this Dongfang Zhao was still in seclusion, so I didn't have a chance to meet him, what a pity!Wait for Mr. Naye and the mouse from Jiyimen to clean up this time, and then we will finish the matter of our Wulin League.

I must find a chance to go there again, and meet this talented village head of the Luhuomen, so as to get closer, maybe I can get some benefits, and even become a vassal of the Luhuomen. Rampant? "

With a sneer, the old man put away the bottle and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.

It's just that the old man didn't know at all that the genius young master of the Luhuomen sect he was talking about had died a long time ago, and although it wasn't the Mr. Ye who died in his mouth, he was severely injured by Mr. Ye's hands.

Perhaps what the old man didn't expect was that Mr. Ye actually possessed the long-lost Fire of Six Desires from the Huo Huo Sect, and he got it from Dongfang Zhao.

On the other side, after Song Yixiao was buried, it was already midnight, and only Song Litian and others in filial piety were left in the ancestral hall of the Song Mansion.

"Brother, did you just let him go? Don't we avenge the Song family?"

Song Lilei got up slowly, his eyes were full of anger, if his eyes could kill, Ye Tian would be dead at this time.

Song Litian sighed, and said, "Do you think we are capable of taking revenge with our current strength?"

Song Lilei shouted unwillingly: "Is that the way to go? Did father and second brother die in vain?"

"No! Of course not!" Song Litian shook his head, "It's not that he doesn't want revenge, it's just that the time hasn't come yet!"

Song Lilei was taken aback for a moment, and then asked: "When can we take revenge? Do we have to wait until we all die of old age?"

Song Litian said: "Don't worry, it won't be too far away! When the martial arts tournament starts, I will ask Yunzhao Temple to take action. I will definitely kill that Mr. Ye and avenge our father."

Now that things have happened, Song Litian knows that apart from Yunzhao Temple, there is no other force capable of standing up for their Song family.

After all, their father Song Yixiao said before that Ye Tian is equivalent to other cultivators at the peak of inner energy, and cultivators at the same level are no longer invincible to warriors.

So if he wanted to kill Ye Tian and avenge Song Yixiao, he could only do it by finding a cultivator stronger than Ye Tian.

It may be possible to suppress the existence of other cultivators who are equivalent to the peak of inner energy, but it's not that they can be found casually, and it's not that they won't agree to make a move if they find it.

Therefore, Song Litian had no choice but to find a super powerful sect like Yunzhao Temple.

With the strength of Yunzhao Temple, the reason why it was able to win the martial arts leader consecutively was because of the existence of a great innate master in its sect.

With the strength of the Xiantian Grandmaster, he can naturally suppress a cultivator who is only equivalent to the peak of inner energy, and the Xiantian Grandmaster of Yunzhao Temple is not an ordinary Xiantian Grandmaster.

Therefore, if it is possible to ask Yunzhao Temple to act, Song Litian believes that it will be foolproof.

It was also for this reason that when Zaiguo left, he had to ask Ye Tian's name.

One is to find out the origin of Ye Tian, ​​and the other is to ask Yunzhao Temple to take action and tell Yunzhao Temple where the person he wants to kill comes from.

You can’t always ask three questions, right?
Although Ye Tian only mentioned Mr. Ye, it was enough for Song Litian to know who it was.

Song Muyu said worriedly: "Patriarch, although you say so, Yunzhao Temple is definitely not a kind person. We beg them to help, it's like seeking skin from a tiger!"

"I can know this, but now that my father is dead, my Song family no longer has the capital to be semi-independent from Yunzhao Temple, and sooner or later it will be annexed by Yunzhao Temple!
Instead of this, why not take advantage of the value now, at the cost of everything in the Song family, please move Yunzhao Temple to avenge your father! "Song Litian said bitterly.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, signaling Song Muyu not to say more.

At that moment, he turned around and walked towards the members of the Song family outside the ancestral hall. They looked at Song Shijie, the chief culprit who had caused this incident and was arrested, and said with hatred, "If it weren't for you, my Song family would have suffered such a catastrophe!"

"Patriarch, please spare me!" Song Jie knelt down, begging for mercy non-stop.

But it was Song Litian's fierce palm that greeted him.