Chapter 548: The monk of the Biye Palace!

The words of Qin Dong make drunkenness and arrogance face each other, and God's "color" is full of incredible. I can't believe how Qin Dong actually has such a terrible ability.
Let as many innate masters break through the congenital sorrow, which means that Qindong has a way to mass production. In their eyes, it has always been regarded as a monk.
If this is passed out, I am afraid that the whole world will be crazy about it. Warriors who are in the innate realm, which one is not eager to break through the congenital?
The drunkenness was full of excitement and took Qin Dong’s arm. The voice trembled and asked,
Only the innate masters in Xuanyue City can do it? What else?

Both drunkenness and arrogance have many friends who are in the innate realm. Only a small part of them are in Xuanyue City. After all, Xuanyue City is not big.
There are too few warriors in the innate realm of Qin Dongzheng, and they hear a word, "Of course! As long as it is congenital."
"Good, good! Qin Daxia assured, Cang will not let you down!" After listening to Qin Dong's words, arrogant ecstasy, excited and nodded and said.
Drunk is also very happy. After watching it, his brows suddenly wrinkled, looking at Qin Dong and asking, "Qin Daxia, why do you want to help so many innate masters to break through the congenital? This will not be... ?"
Qin Dong smiled and said, "That is not natural. I did this. It is indeed my purpose. It is not the time. When the time comes, I will explain it to you. Still, I will never harm them."

See Qin Dong God "color" slightly dignified, drunken heart sinking, more and more curious for the purpose of Qin Dong. But Qin Dong said that now is not the time to explain, then he can only be patient.
"Awesome, come out to die!" A roar like a thunder suddenly broke into the air at this time. The snoring is full of a horrifying momentum, which makes the drunkenness and the arrogant face "color" change at the same time.
The snoring has not dissipated, and a scream has already sounded. Dozens of figures were thrown in from the outside of the city hall like a sack. Cang arrogant look, is his master in advance.
Seeing the enemy came to the fore, the drunkenness and the arrogance were very tense, and they all looked at Qin Dong. But I saw that Qin Dong was still sitting in the seat, and sipping a glass of wine with a bite.
Qin Dong’s calmness makes him feel drunk and relaxed. Since Qin Dong is there, is it still afraid that the sky will fall down?
The drunken rushed to the arrogance and made a look of "color". The two men sat down and took the wine to accompany Qin Dong. No matter what happens outside the city hall, no matter what.
After a few minutes, the lines of defense that were so painstakingly arranged were swept away. The two figures were like the night of the night, flying in.
The Qing dynasty robes of the "color" are only one of the robes of one person, located in the chest, embroidered with a yellow gold thread, and the other has nothing.
The man who embroidered the gold thread on the robes was also higher than the other, and was a second-class monk, and the other was only a first-class monk. Look at the roots, just like drunkenness, just broke through the congenital sputum soon.
It’s no wonder that the two monks are coming together. If it wasn’t for Qin Dong’s sitting here, drunkenness and Cang’s family would never be able to escape.
"Awesome, you are so courageous! The Biyun Valley messenger is here, your little town owner, still seeing you?" The first-class monk came up and asked the arrogant.
Cang arrogantly turned to look at Qin Dong, Qin Dong did not seem to see, from the self-satisfaction of wine dishes.
Pride and helpless, biting his teeth, stood up and hugged the two men. "The two immortals, I am proud of you and your life, no resentment, I do not know the two immortals come here, what is the intention?"
"Less here is nonsense! Hand over the spirit stone!" The first-class monk yelled. [
"Sorry, we only have one piece of Lingshi, and it is very important to us. The requirements of the two immortals, I am waiting for all the hardships!" The arrogant word is a word, and it is powerful and not humble. On the surface, the limelight was exhausted, but the heart was full of emotions. If Qin Dong is not sitting here, he will not dare to talk to the two immortals with such an attitude.
"Looking for death!" The second-level monk was immediately angry. Murder is like a flood from his body. This is going to be shot, killing the arrogant.
The first-class monk was in front of the second-level monk at this time, and quickly said, "Dao Zun asks for anger, let the subordinates talk to them."
The second-level monk was very impatient and gave him a look. The cold road said, "You better hurry, the morality of this Taoist is limited."
The first-class monk nodded with a smile, then swept up and came to the front of the arrogant, the voice was low, full of anxious words "How are you so stupid! A Lingshi can be worthy of your family." "Sex" life?"
"You..." I saw that this first-class monk seemed to be really worried about his own old "sex" life. Anxious, he could not help but be amazed. When did Biliu Palace have a good person?
Qin Dong’s brow is also slightly wrinkled. For this first-class monk, he began to look at each other.
"Don't say more, I will give Lingshi to me immediately. I try to persuade Dao Zun to let go of your family's "sex" life."
Cangao did not know what to do, and once again turned his attention to Qindong. Qin Dong smiled lightly and gave him the drunken road.
"What?" The drunkard couldn't believe his ears, and looked at Qin Dong with a surprised look.
Could it be said that Qin Dong knows that he is not the opponent of these two immortals, so will this be the case? But looking at Qin Dong's expression and tolerance, it is really not like. Drunken and refined, this is not a bit confused.
"It is still the little brother who knows the time! Lingshi is precious again, it is only a dead thing, and there is no precious life." After listening to Qin Dong’s words, the first-class monk sighed.
Drunkenness did not understand what Qin Dong was playing, but he did not dare to listen to Qin Dong’s words. Take out the box containing the meteorite and hand it to the first-class monk.
The first-class monk had just reached out to pick up the brocade box. Qin Dong suddenly grasped his wrist, and the speed was very fast, like lightning and thunder, so that the first-class monk did not even have time to react.
Under the horror of the heart, the instinctive spirit of the first-class monk wanted to bounce Qin Dong’s hand, but the spiritual power he released was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not have any effect on Qin Dong.
The first-class monk realized that Qin Dong was not as simple as it looked, and he looked at his eyes and was full of horror.
Holding his hand, Qin Dong smiled slightly, and asked faintly, "Are you a Biyue Palace?"
Qin Dong’s eyes were very sharp, and from time to time it flashed a heart-warming cold light. The first-class monk couldn’t help but jump wildly and nodded involuntarily.