Invincible Starts With NPC Crossing

Feiyanmen Station.

Seeing a box of Lingshi Pills carried out by the disciple from the treasure house, the master of Feiyanmen was dripping blood.

"Look at you, what do you do with a crying face, the so-called money is like dung, this thing is nothing but something outside of the body, it is too persistent and affects your practice!"

Listening to Yang Lin's words, the host of Feiyanmen almost didn't vomit blood.

Ma Dan, since it's dung, don't take it. Why don't you say that your big wooden stake is a divine instrument that needs spiritual stones and pill to be fed. It makes everyone blind, who can't tell it is an ordinary big wooden stake. It's so shameless. If you want to take advantage of the fire, you have to make up a decent reason. What's the difference between this and grabbing.

"Fantasy, put away all these six boxes of Lingshi Pills!"

I probably swept it. There are a lot of spirit stones, but most of them are low-grade and middle-grade spirit stones, and there are also many elixirs, but there are only a few fourth-grade ones, which are basically one-two-third-grade ones. A small Feiyanmen had no background, and Yang Lin would no longer force anything else if he could sweep out so many goods.

Seeing Huan Meng didn't know what secret method was used to close the box on the ground, the master of Feiyan Gate burst into tears, but because of Yang Lin, he didn't dare to say a fart now.

"Although the things were taken away, the fortune-telling was saved anyway, and I will re-accumulate them in the future!"

Feiyanmen thought that in his heart, and it barely felt better.

"Illusory Dream, those third-rank weapons are also good for me, they are worth a lot... ahem, my uncle will temper weapons in the future, these are precious materials!"

"Don't worry, Master, I have already put away everything!"

Weapons below Rank 3 Yang Lin couldn't see, weapons or something, it was only at Rank 3 that there were qualitative mutations. There were a lot of masters dispatched by Yang Yan this time, and every one of them was a big fat sheep. In addition to weapons, all the treasures they carried were confiscated by Yang Lin. Coupled with the Lingshi pill from Feiyanmen, overall, the harvest is not small.

However, as a master who has dominated the whole server for many years, Yang Lin's appetite is naturally more than that.

"Feiyanmen sect master!"

The sect master of Feiyanmen was distraught. Hearing Yang Lin's shout, he was clever and clasped his fists respectfully: "I wonder what the superior commanded?"

"Go and gather all of your disciples for me!"

"Master...what is this going to do?"

"Let you go, there's a lot of nonsense!" Yang Lin waved his hand, then his eyes fell on the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect next to him and said, "Same for you, gather all the disciples of the Sword Sect!"

"Observe it!"

Yang Lin is now the heaven of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and in the heart of the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, Yang Lin is the supreme being. What an expert says is what he says, he can do whatever he tells him to do, don’t ask if he shouldn’t ask, he thinks he can be a tool man, anyway, it’s okay to follow Yang Lin’s spicy food.

Not long after, the master of the Heavenly Sword Gate and the master of the Feiyan Gate summoned all the disciples under the sect. After this battle, there were nine elders and 132 disciples in the two sects. Now, under the leadership of the two sect masters, they lined up in the square waiting for Yang Lin to review.

"By the way, I haven't asked you two names from beginning to end?"

The master of the Heavenly Sword Gate and the master of the Feiyan Gate were about to speak after a bit of embarrassment. They didn't think of listening to Yang Lin again: "Forget it, I can't remember the name or anything. Let's go to the Heavenly Sword Gate in the future. Lord, you are Sect Master No. 1, Feiyan Sect Sect Master, and you will be Sect Master No. 2 in the future. Now that the disciples are all assembled, let's get down to business."

What a sect master No. 1 sect master No. 2, everyone was amazed that an expert is an expert, and even a name is so refreshing and unpredictable.

"Master, what are we going to do next?"

"How far is the Yangyan School from here?"

"About a hundred miles away, two hours are enough if it is flying with a royal weapon!"

Yang Lin nodded, "Well, that's OK, you two will lead the way, let the nine elders come over to lift the sedan chair for the uncle, and the other disciples who can fly follow behind, and those who can't fly will go to Yang with the fastest speed. The Yan faction resident converges!"

The master of Feiyanmen was stupid, "Master, what are we going to do with Yangyan Sect?"

"Are you stupid? Is it possible that you want to spend your entire life in this ravine? You must be ambitious. What you can do with the Yangyan School is of course to let you hang around there. Don’t have any Heavenly Swords in the future. The door and the Feiyan door are gone, what can you do if you have a fart strength in this poor mountain and remote area!"

The two sect masters were startled at first, then overjoyed, and hurriedly said on one knee: "The subordinates are willing to be born and die with the master in the future.

"Come on, get up, you two will merge in the future, and they will discuss what matters. As for my uncle, after a period of stability, I will travel around. My ambition is the stars and the sea. How can I have time to play with you? This kid game!"

In fact, Yang Lin didn't bother to care about Tianjianmen and Feiyanmen. He just felt that the Yangyan School was much better than these two schools. It would be a pity not to collect treasures. After all, the landlord had to save some surplus. Letting them follow is purely a matter of ease.

Things were much easier after that. Yang Lin couldn't fly, but some people could fly. The bamboo sedan chair was held by the elders, and then Yang Lin climbed up with a dream.

I really didn't expect that after coming to another world, the first flight would be carried by someone, but this was also good, wouldn't it be better to show your identity.

As for the several elders who carried the sedan chair, all of them were blushing. It was their blessing to be able to carry the sedan chair for the eminent. Didn't you hear? I'm going to receive everything from the Yangyan School soon. From then on, this is called a shotgun replacement.

Just when Yang Lin led everyone to the Yangyan faction's resident, an upper envoy of the Meteoro Tower stumbled back to the headquarters. At this moment, the host Ghost Qingcang was having a drink with several elders.

"The host is not good, there is an expert in our territory. The Yangyan Sect has been destroyed, and I am the only one we sent out!"

"What are you talking about, the Yangyan Sect is destroyed, all the people we sent down except you are gone?!"

Gui Qingcang was furious. In this area of ​​thousands of miles, who didn't know the majesty of the Meteorite Tower, there are still people fighting against the Meteorite Tower. Is this impatient to live!

"Yes, the expert is very powerful, and his own power pushes all of us." The envoy who fled back to report the letter was afraid that the host would blame himself and slap himself to death. People carry a big wooden stake, and they can block the killing gods and kill the gods, and they can also summon the ancient **** cannons, which can beat the Yangyan faction and me with one blow. And...and..."

"Besides, what's more, be careful I slap you to death!"

"Moreover, he insulted the landlord, saying that the landlord is nothing more than a **** with a shrunken head. If you dare to come in front of him, he will definitely slap the landlord and teach him to be a new man!"

Gui Qingcang was so angry that he was so courageous that he still humiliated himself so much. If he didn't cut him thousands of times, it would be hard to get rid of his hatred.

"Who is this guy, is there a name or something?"

"Back to the original poster," the envoy wiped his forehead with cold sweat: "I didn't mention the name, but he remembers his small appearance clearly."

At this time, an elder next to him interrupted, "The host, calm down, this is the chassis of our Meteorite Building for thousands of miles, and I haven't heard of any powerful people coming to destroy the Sunyan Sect in a single blow. The strength of the man must not be underestimated. Since he remembers his appearance, it is better to have me write a pen to restore his appearance, and then see if we are familiar."

Gui Qingcang thought for a while, since the person who came is strong, this is also safe, "Well, let's see how that guy looks like, and see if he is a famous person."

Then the envoy who replied said that the elder would paint, and soon, the appearance of Yang Lin was restored to 80% by the elder who wrote.

"Original, this is the person!"

Gui Qingcang took over the portrait painted by the elder under his anger, but just after he got his hand, suddenly he leaned back and his whole body turned upside down.

"Owner!"

"Owner, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, nothing," Gui Qingcang felt cold. When he saw the man in the portrait, he didn't even understand what he was panicking. He always felt that his limbs were a little out of control.

Has this man seen it anywhere? Why is there a sense of fear in my heart just looking at a portrait?