Urban Madness

After Immortal Venerable Zishuang left, he watched Su Linger's practice from a distance.

The former Su Linger was just a named disciple of the Tianji faction, but her hard work and aptitude made it possible to cross several realms in a short period of time.

In the same realm, it is already regarded as one of the few leaders.

What is more noteworthy is that all these changes came from a thousand years ago.

The previous Su Linger was Ye Fan's most enthusiastic little girl, and she could not wait to stick behind Ye Fan's back all day.

When Ye Fan fell, she was greatly touched, and she could not wait to devote all her time to cultivation, so that she could make rapid progress today.

Immortal Venerable Zishuang couldn't help thinking of Nan Yu next to Ye Fan, and smiled slightly.

"It is estimated that when you return to the Tianji faction, it is not only the threat of the background, but also the threat of this kind of beauty."

Immortal Venerable Zishuang immediately estimated the trouble that Ye Fan was going to deal with. In fact, it was not just Su Linger in front of him, why didn't the other worlds have the love debt of Ye Fan's previous life?

It's a pity that all of this has to be paid back by Ye Fan's life, but that's all for later.

…

Dong Wang and others who were galloping all the way finally entered the barren world.

When they came to the sky above the northern faction, they did not immediately drop, but were quietly waiting for something.

After a while, Bei Dao, the headmaster of the Northern Sect, ran out with his own disciples and elders in a frightened manner. Before anyone arrived, the voice came.

"Welcome Lord East King! Welcome Lord East King!"

As the respectful voice of Bei Dao fell, the other elders and disciples bent down one after another, and their respectful gestures could not be added, and their heads could not be lowered to the ground.

In this regard, the East King in the sky just glanced at it lightly, and then slowly came to the front of the North Road.

"Tomorrow is the ten-day deadline. Prepare everything and launch a general attack tomorrow to completely eradicate the Southern faction."

King Dong's voice was extremely flat, and he didn't take the Southern faction seriously.

"This... Otherwise, let's wait a little longer. You and all the masters have come from a long way, and you will be exhausted. I must give you a good reception. It's not in a hurry for two days."

Bei Dao had a pleasing expression on his face.

"No, let's kill the Southern faction first. Do you think I'm here just to eat, drink, and have fun?"

The voice of the East King suddenly cooled down, and the opposite North Road made an appearance. It seemed that this was flattering and slapped on the hoof.

"Master Dongwang, that's a bad word. How can you be a rice bag with a wine bag? Even if it's a rice bag with a wine bag, it should be me."

"Since you have already said so, then I will definitely prepare everything and go to the Southern faction tomorrow!"

Bei Dao nervously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then extended his hand to please.

"It's good to know."

The East King flicked his sleeves and led hundreds of cultivators into the Northern Sect.

He didn't pay any attention to the other members of the Northern faction, and he didn't even bother to look at them.

Bei Dao looked at the backs of Dong Wang and the others leaving, and when he looked at himself suspended in mid-air, he could only retract it in embarrassment.

At this moment, a short-sighted disciple on the side said indignantly:

"Headmaster, I thought Lin Feng and the others were unreasonable enough, but I didn't expect this guy who came this time to be even more rude, and he didn't even take you seriously!"

"There are only a few hundred of them, and we have so many disciples. No matter what he said, he should have greeted each other."

The disciple originally wanted to show his idiom, but he didn't expect to respond to him, but Bei Dao gave him a slap in the face.

That disciple was slapped with gold stars in his eyes, and his whole person was not well. Where did he go wrong?

"Shut up the old man, if you dare to say such words again, believe it or not, the old man will screw your head off!"

"Give me an order. All the disciples of the entire Northern Sect have to be respectful to me. If anyone dares to disrespect them and cause big trouble to the old man, don't blame the old man for being rude to them."

Bei Dao gritted his teeth and roared, why didn't he know that he wanted this old face, but with people's heritage and strength there, how could he look down on himself?

"Yes Yes Yes."

The disciple covered his hot cheeks and hurriedly left the place.

When only Bei Dao was left at the scene, he showed a strange and scary smile.

"I only need patience now, and I only need patience to win the final victory, and I can realize the wishes of the old man for many years, and everything will pass."

He can only comfort himself in this way now.

After all, if you want to destroy the Southern Sect, you must use the power of the Heavenly Sect, so you must endure and endure these humiliations, and no one can replace it!

…

The East King, who entered the Northern Sect, turned his back on the guest and sat directly in the position of the Northern Road, while Lin Feng stood below with a respectful look on his face.

"Elder East King, are we just helping to destroy the Southern faction tomorrow?"

Lin Feng spoke carefully, he always felt that something was wrong.

"What's the meaning?"

Dong Wang's indifferent eyes stared at him suddenly.

"I... I mean, we have made such a big decision this time, so we won't really help the northern faction to destroy the southern faction."

"All this is not something you should worry about, go on."

"No... Elder East King, I want to know that you came to the barren world, don't you need to know the specific strength of the Southern faction? Their strength should not be underestimated."

"What? Are you questioning the old man?"

"Don't dare, even if you give me a hundred courage, I don't dare to question you, I just ask casually, just ask casually."

Lin Feng lowered his head in panic, when King Dong came to the Northern faction, he no longer had the qualifications to be arrogant.

"Then get out now."

"Yes!"

No way, strength is the symbol of everything, Lin Feng could only retreat with a respectful look on his face.

The next moment, a fairy flute appeared out of thin air in the hands of the East King.

"This time, my lord really paid enough money to even give me the supreme immortal flute. With this supreme treasure, what is the mere northern faction?"

"Wait, the good show has just started, and tomorrow, whether it is the Southern School or the Northern School, it will be under the control of the old man. In the eyes of my Heavenly Sect, what is this small and barren world? Woolen cloth?"

In that empty and silent hall, the King of East gave out a wicked smile!

I don't care about the power of the Southern faction at all, because I have the capital to win.