Abandoned son to become god

The trembling cries did not cause any fluctuations, but in the next second, thousands of heart-piercing nails were hanging in all directions with a cold light.

Shen Qi, who was hundreds of feet away, involuntarily gasped, his body tensed, his fists clenched, he firmly suppressed the urge to rush over, and told himself over and over again that this was all fake.

However, in the next second, thousands of heart-piercing nails were quickly inserted into the abandoned body in the white light.

In an instant, the blood was wanton, and there seemed to be a thick bloody smell under the wings of the nose.

Shen Qi's fingertips trembled, his lips twitched, and he looked at all this with horror, and slowly moved half a step forward with stiff steps, and was swept away by the powerful suction force.

Open your eyes again, everything in front of you has changed.

He was kneeling by the Baku Spring, and everyone around him had already left. Only Zong Heng, dressed in white and breezy, was still standing there, looking at him with cold eyes. , It seems to contain the millennium frost, which is chilling and frightening.

The Samsara Realm broke the silence at the right time, and said, "Little ghost, what did you see in the Eight Bitter Springs? You were crying and screaming, did it hurt so much? But even so, you stayed in the Eight Bitter Springs the longest, so How does it feel to be honored to be His Majesty's disciple? Your wish has come true."

Shen Qi didn't know how to speak, he just felt that his body was being slashed, the invisible sharp blade was cutting his flesh, and the unbearable pain filled his mouth, and when he opened his mouth slightly, it would overflow, so he didn't want to say a word.

Zong Heng frowned slightly, and lightly stepped on the white jade bricks, the flowing lines of the cuffs followed his movements like flowing water, flowing past his feet, stirring up thousands of waves.

Suddenly, he stopped when he was two steps away.

"Are you regretting it?" Zong Heng's voice was as cold as his own, but his words were a little more gentle, "If you regret it, go down the mountain and stop practicing immortal arts from now on You can live your life in peace.”

Shen Qi took a deep breath and said sharply: "Weak people are not qualified to talk about the word "Enron". Since I have decided to make the people in the Shen family look good, I will never shrink back! Besides, regarding the matter of worshiping you as a teacher matter, me! Shen Qi! It is bound to win!"

He raised his head suddenly, his pupils were shining brightly, hotter than the scorching sun, more gorgeous than the colorful clouds, his whole body was like a burning flame, which made people feel the temperature that seemed to burn people into ashes.

The frost in Zong Heng's eyes that had not changed for thousands of years seemed to melt a little, but he returned to normal in the next second, and said: "Since you have made a decision, this deity will keep your promise. From today on, you are the only one under this deity's sect." apprentice."

Shen Qi clasped his fists in both hands, bowed deeply, "Yes!"

At this time, the surrounding dense fog cleared, and the morning sun slanted in, casting a layer of warm temperature on both of them.

Seeing this, Samsara Realm let out a long sigh, remembering the quarrel between the three Venerables before Shen Qi woke up.

It can also be said that it was the dissatisfaction of the immortal. He looked heavy and said with an ugly face: "Zong Heng, do you know that as a disciple of a pavilion master, he will become a pavilion elder in the future? How honorable and important is this status? Let a mortal occupy it, let alone the only disciple! You are obviously cultivating for the position of pavilion master! You are just a mortal with earth-level talents! Besides, he has a cruel heart, so I am afraid he is not a kind person. If you treat him like this, aren't you afraid that he will bite you back and ruin everything you have for thousands of years!"