Chapter 1966: Purple smoke returns

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The power of the mid-level peaks descended from the sky, and the tens of thousands of disciples on the ground trembled on the ground. Some disciples who were low-educated simply sat down on the ground.
His own Dongfu was actually bombarded. The most important thing was that the medicine garden that spent countless efforts was bombed. Not only did he lose his own efforts, but this person was lost.
At this time, Lin Siping’s heart was more reminiscent of the miserables of his own medicine garden, and the anger in his heart burned more and more.
He knew that this thing must have been done by the disciples of the Eastern Zongmen. The Eastern Zongmen disciples always looked down on them, even if they came down to study the 12-day tribute, it is also a respect for the twelve ancient days. These original monks did not have much respect.
In particular, after Lin Siping unabashedly instructed the disciples of the Shangyuan League to smash the Lan Bailing, these Eastern sectarian disciples were even more miserable.
Under this circumstance, in addition to the Eastern Zongmen disciples able to do bombardment of his Dongfu and the drug garden, who else can do it?
Lin Si's plane department in the air: "The eastern sect of the sect of the sect! Oh, it is really arrogant, even dare to bomb the deity's Dongfu, and fried the deity's medicine garden, good, good, good..."
He looked at his eyes underneath, and there were various postures at the moment. There were serious injuries lying down, sitting with minor injuries, and standing.
This thing can't be done by Shang Yuanmeng. His eyes are on the face of the Eastern Zongmen disciples.
At this time, the eastern Zongmen disciples on the ground were also facing each other, and then whispered:
"Who is this doing? I actually blown Lin Siping's Dongfu and the medicine garden, so there is such a species!"
These whispered arguments were clearly passed into the ears of Lin Siping, who was standing in the air. Lin Siping’s blue veins on his head, his body shape slowly descending from the air. As his body shape fell, the pressure was pressed down like a sky.
There is still a distance of about five meters from the crowd. Lin Siping glanced at the crowd in a cold, cold voice:
"Who did it?"
No one responded.
"Oh, huh... this is the Eastern Zongmen. Do you dare to do it? Just stand up in the bright light, don't do anything that is right-handed!"
It is quiet on the ground. Then there was a burst of laughter. A monk who was born on the side of the door was jealous of others doing some things on the side of the door, which made it impossible for anyone to laugh.
This smile made Lin Siping also react. Since joining the Yuanmeng League, these people have lived in authenticity and usually educated their disciples. At this time, under the anger, they only thought about scorning these sects. Disciples will not be able to come out. At this time, he was laughed at by the Eastern Zongmen disciples. Lin Siping's old face rose red, as if he could bleed.
The identity of the side-by-side roads has made them feel a little distorted before the eastern ancestors. In the past, there was no guts and hardships in the eastern sect. How can there be such scruples now? At this time, he was ridiculed by the Eastern Zongmen disciples, and Lin Siping’s mentality has lost control.
"Good! Good! Good!" Lin Siping made a three-way sound, and his eyes flashed a killing intention: "The disciples of the Yuanmeng are listening!"
"The disciple is here!" Tens of thousands of Yuanyuanmeng disciples shouted in unison.
"Put the Eastern Zongmen disciples to the air and let them stay here. Continue to pick up the people who bombed the Zun Dongfu. If they don't come out, let them stay for a year, ten years!"
"boom……"
The eastern Zongmen disciples were upset and asked to kneel down to the side door. This is the biggest humiliation for them. Immediately, there was a disciple who wanted to resist, but Lin Siping did not hesitate to take it out. During the big-sleeve flight, a sacred scorpion was played. Immediately, countless eastern sects were sealed and the face became pale. Feeling weak. Was successfully won by the disciples of Shangyuan, and then they clicked on their knee joints, so that one of the eastern sects of the sects was on the ground.
It’s not just Lin Siping’s shot, but the monks who stayed here have also taken over. With these big monks, there are fewer disciples in the eastern Zongmen. Soon they were all subdued and squatted in the square.
The disciples of the Shangyuan League surrounded the eastern Zongmen disciples and watched a piece of Eastern Zongmen disciples facing their own, and their hearts were cool!
Never been so cool!
From time to time, mocking a few words, even taking two slaps...
One by one, the Eastern Zongmen disciples were stunned and looked at them. Looking at the arrogant disciples of the Shangyuan League, if the gaze can kill, the disciples of the Shangyuan League have been delayed.
Many Eastern Zongmen disciples are unable to move their legs, but they are screaming. Lin Siping's face was blue and green, shouting loudly:
"Open your mouth!"
Numerous disciples of the Shangyuan League rushed over, and a slap in the face of a "slap in the air" rang in the square.
Leng Qingyi looked up at Lin Siping and said coldly: "Former Lin, are you going to provoke the Eastern Zongmen and the Shangyuan League?"
Lin Siping heard it in his heart. He did a little too much today. He humiliated all the Eastern sects. If the nine sects of the sects came to the door, would the twelve ancient celestials stand up to themselves?
However, at this time it is already difficult to ride the tiger. If this is the case, Lin Siping will become the joke of the entire Shangmeng League. But after all, he waved to stop the disciples of Shangyuan, who beat the eastern sect in the east, and said with a slight tone:
"I don't mean the Eastern Zongmen, but the disciples among you have blown up the Dung's Dongfu and the Medicine Garden. This has to be explained by the deity. As long as the person stands up, you can leave."
The eastern Zongmen disciples who were kneeling on the ground calmed down and looked at each other. Lin Siping’s Dongfu and the medicine garden were blown up. They felt relieved and refreshed. They also know in their hearts that this matter must be the disciples of the Eastern Zongmen, but they cannot force the person to come out.
The camp still has to be clearly divided. At this time, the shackles are all smashed. If the people who bombed Lin Siping's medicinal garden and Dongfu are forced to come out, they will not have to mix in the eastern sect.
Therefore, at this time, everyone is not embarrassed, and each one has bowed his head.
No one speaks, which means no one can admit it. Lin Siping was so angry that the blue veins on his head were violent, whether he was a threat or a temptation, that no one admitted that this was his job.
Later, some people even questioned why it must have been done by the Eastern Zongmen monks. Do you have Lin Siping’s enemies in Shangyuan, perhaps your enemy?
It is not someone else who raises this question. It is Ma Jingying, whose art is not daring.
Lin Siping looked at Ma Jingying, and his eyes almost spurted out the fire. If it wasn’t for Ma Jingying’s repair, he would immediately assume that it was Ma Jingying’s work.
And just after Ma Jingying’s voice fell, all the Eastern Zongmen disciples also got into trouble. One by one, we are all sects, and we are so bright, how can we make such a sneak ruined medicine garden? thing? This matter must have been done by Lin Siping’s enemies in the Shangyuan League, and has nothing to do with them.
Among these people, Ma Jingying is the loudest voice and the most confident!
Lin Siping was so mad that he twitched, and finally he left a group of monks here to look at the Eastern Zongmen disciples and returned to Dongfu.
In his heart, he said: "You have been sealed up. I can see how long you can stay. Even if you can persist, you have been stumped over to the end of the decade, and you can't learn anything here."
However, he was a bit embarrassed in his heart. He was not afraid of the sovereigns of the Eastern Zongmen, but he was afraid of the 12-day blame. However, when I thought that the twelve-day sage had not appeared for a long time, even the large-scale conflicts between the disciples of the Eastern Zongmen and the disciples of the Shangyuan League did not appear. Is it a retreat? Or did you leave the Shangmeng League?
Forget it, don't want to. Even if you know this thing for 12 days, you won’t kill me. At most, I want my brother, Lin Dong, to be cleaned up like that. And this time I am reasonable, although things have been overdone, I think the 12th day will not be how to be yourself.
More than 10,000 Eastern Zongmen disciples were squatting in the square, where they were far away from the Zongmen, and the 12-day honour did not appear for a long time. Is it really necessary to continue here?
But... don’t go down... Where is the savior?

Cangwu Zong.
Xu Ziyan has not yet reached the Ziyan Peak, and a figure appears in the space suddenly, blocking Xu Ziyan and Tu Xingmang.
"Speaker!" Xu Ziyan hurriedly saluted in the air.
"Ziyan, is it really you?" The words looked at Xu Ziyan with excitement.
"Yes, the teacher!"
"Good! Good! Good!" The rhetoric followed the three sounds, and then calmed down the excited mood: "You will first purple smoke peak!"
"Xie Zongzhu!"
Xu Ziyan hurriedly leaned over to give gifts. Staying up, the words have disappeared.
"Stars, these days, there is nothing happening in Jianfeng and Ziyanfeng?" Xu Ziyan asked softly as he flew toward Ziyanfeng.
"the host……"
Xu Ziyan puts his hand in the hand: "Always call me purple smoke!" When it comes to this, Xu Ziyan looks at the extension star:
"Stars, do you want me to solve your control of the soul, but how are you free?"
Texan Mang quickly shook his head and said: "Ziyan, I think this is very good. Not only can you feel your presence at all times, but whenever you break through, I can get a trace of heaven. Now my cultivation is already a fairy king. In the later period, this all benefited from the purple smoke."
"Well, you don't want to!" Xu Ziyan shook his head helplessly: "I still tell me what I have done these days."
"After your death was brought back by the lord..."
"Master is here?" Xu Ziyan heard that she was running for her in the Wanli, and her eyes were not wet...
After a while, Xu Ziyan suddenly stopped in the air and stared at the star-studded man. He said: "You...you...said...the mountain spirit...coming..."

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(To be continued~^~)