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"Qin Sheng?" The eyes of the patriarch of Qingyang changed. In his mind, there was no impression of the name of Qin Sheng.

The Lord of Qingyang sect is a powerful saint. His memory is absolutely terrible. He has no impression, which proves that Qin Sheng has no reputation in the North restricted area.

"Yes, the son of Qin Zhongtian!" Added the young sage.

The Lord of Qingyang clan can't sit any longer. Qin Zhongtian has heard that although his strength is not high, he made a lot of noise in that year. By himself, he blew up 99 peerless Tianjiao of the four god beast family.

Later, this group of defeated peerless Tianjiao, with the exception of a few people who died on the way, all of them were promoted to the little holy land, and even more than 30% of the talents were promoted to the Great Holy Land!

Qin Zhongtian, who had offended the four beast family, did not die as expected, but was exiled in the ancient battlefield.

After so many years, Qin Zhongtian hasn't heard much about it. Now his son is making a noise and seems to have killed his true disciple of Qingyang sect. Even the death of Wang Yuan, the king's genius, has much to do with Qin Sheng?

"Hum!" The patriarch of Qingyang sect snorted coldly, and his face gradually cooled down. Under his eyes, there was a terrible and fierce sense of killing. "Then what are you waiting for? Since the murderer may be Qin Sheng, go to Heilong mountain temple directly to ask for someone!"

"Can you swallow this breath?"

The master of Qingyang sect was angry, and his voice was like the rolling thunder, which made a group of little saints trembling and pale.

The great sage is angry, and the heaven and earth change color. What's more, the group at the top of the pyramid among the great sages?

"I can't swallow it, but after all, it has something to do with the four beast family. I really need to ask the patriarch for instructions." The young sage was full of sweat, and suddenly he flashed a flash of fear. Although his accomplishments were the same as that of the patriarch, the strength of the two men was far from each other.

"I command you to send someone to the Heilong mountain temple to get justice. Qin Zhongtian was only a rootless duckweed, but the real crocodile was not afraid!" The Lord of Qingyang sect said coldly, "what's the second thing?"

"Today, a new saint is born in the temple of Heilong mountain." The Lord of Qingyang temple said in a deep voice.

"So soon a second great saint was born?"

The Lord of Qingyang sect feels a little surprised. The great sage is not a cat and a dog. When he reaches this level, every great sage is precious. Even for Qingyang sect, it has great significance!!!

The Lord of Qingyang asked, "I come to ask you, did the ancient clock on the temple of Heilong mountain ever ring?"

"Well!"

The face of the young saint with a moon mark on his eyebrow was slightly ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "according to the information, it sounded 108 times!"

"What!"

"No way, there must be a mistake in the information!"

The Lord of the black dragon mountain temple can't sink any more. When he was promoted to the great saint, Murong smoke of the black dragon mountain temple only sounded nine times a while ago. It's already very powerful. The Lord of the black dragon mountain temple who was killed by the Lord of the Black Dragon Mountain temple was only sounded more than 30 times. Now the new great saint of the black dragon mountain temple even sounded 108 times?

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