I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 413: Falling Saint Art!

Qin Feng fell into a deep sleep, and according to the sage's prediction, he would sleep for a thousand years.

Zhang Wuyang took the coffin that contained the corpses of Qin Feng and 31 top martial immortals to Zhoushan.

That is the ashram of Saint Zhoushan, and Saint Zhoushan is only over 1000 years old now, and the deadline for leaving the Star Source Realm in 3000 years is still far away, which is enough to protect Qin Feng from any external harm during his deep sleep.

As for the Battle of the East China Sea, the entire Star Origin World began to become a bit confusing.

The main reason is that Qin Feng's last big move scared people.

That is the technique of falling saints, with the ability of fallen saints!

Although Qin Feng's ability is not enough, not enough to kill the saint, but it is enough, which means that the immortality of the saint has become a joke, and the collective silence of a group of saints from different races has not been heard by the entire Star Source Realm for several months. The saints went on to do something.

On the contrary, the border of the three states of the human race is still in full swing, except for the southwestern border of Buzhou, which is guarded by the Lord of Yin and Yang.

"So Xianyu, can you understand Qin Feng's move?"

Lizhou, Mo's house, Zhang Wuyang was lying there, beside Ji Mingyao, a curious baby.

Not far away is Mo Qinghan.

It seems that the female saint of seven passions was also frightened. Mo Qinghan was sent back to the Mo family, obviously to find out about his young master Zhang.

It's a pity that Zhang Wuyang has Ji Mingyao by his side, and Mo Qinghan has not found a chance to find out the details of Zhang Wuyang so far.

"No, I'm not a living dead."

"Really? But my wife, wife, grandfather (Ji Sheng) secretly told me, you will."

"Can you believe his words? Do you believe him or me?"

"I believe you." About this point, Ji Mingyao didn't have to think about it at all, since his great-grandfather couldn't spend his whole life with him, and his great-grandfather wasn't his man, why should he trust him?

Ji Sheng: ...

The women's college is not in the middle!

In other words, since Ji Mingyao went to Honghuangjie for ten thousand years, he has changed a lot, and he has lost the feeling of Erha before, but he is becoming more and more like a cat, and he is more and more attached to Zhang Wuyang.

"Isn't that what it is?"

Lying there like an old man, Zhang Wuyang nodded in satisfaction.

In this regard, Ji Mingyao is not surprised, Zhang Wuyang is a salted fish, once nothing happens, he doesn't want to move.

So, Ji Mingyao climbed up the tree and dangled his two long legs on the tree, shaking, shaking, shaking... dizzy

dizzy leg...

Although Aunt Mingyao has always been inferior to the young ladies in the group to B-, she has never lost with her long legs and toned waist.

In the distance, Mo Qinghan took a look and continued to practice silently.

Envious, but helpless,
It's not that I envy Ji Mingyao's figure and appearance. Although she is not as good as Ji Mingyao in appearance, she is also very beautiful, and her figure is even more bumpy than Ji Mingyao's.What I envy is that Ji Mingyao can be so clingy and unscrupulous in front of Zhang Wuyang, because Zhang Wuyang will indulge, because Zhang Wuyang likes it.

'Master!It's not that the disciple doesn't want to ask you if Brother Wuyang has the technique of falling sage, but it's just that there is no way to inquire!His wife is on the sidelines, so the apprentice has no chance to inquire about it! '

Sighing, Mo Qinghan felt that he couldn't continue practicing, so he turned and left.

And in a place that no one else knew, there were several voices talking continuously.

"Ji Sheng, did Ming Yao ask anything?"

"That girl... she doesn't go on the road."

The voice was helpless, it belonged to Ji Sheng.

"Hey, there is a man who has forgotten his father. Forget it. The Mingyao Holy Throne is coming soon. He may be sanctified at some point. It's normal not to listen to you. Holy lady, do you have any news? "

"Ha ha,"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Ji Mingyao is guarding Zhang Wuyang's side, my precious apprentice has no chance, so what information can he have?"

"Uh, Ji Sheng, what do you see?"

"I have no opinion, I can't control that girl."

The Art of Falling Saint involves too much, and now a group of saints are concerned about its progress every day.

However, people who are not familiar with Zhang Wuyang asked Zhang Wuyang, but Zhang Wuyang didn't say anything. Among familiar people, Zhang Wuyang talked nonsense when facing men, but when facing women... Ji Mingyao put it on hold.

"Hey! Forget it, forget it, the foreign races are eyeing it now, let's put this matter aside for now."

"Looking at the bullshit, now those fourteen old men don't even dare to come within ten thousand miles of our human border, for fear of death. Two hundred and dozens of martial arts come out to perform all day long, and they are terribly afraid of death , this battle, Grandma Te's is getting more and more boring."

"Cough cough, Yin Yang, be careful, lest our human line of defense suddenly fall. If that is the case, even if Wu Yang really has the technique of falling saints, he will be powerless to recover."

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

It's quite interesting for a group of saints to chat and tell the truth.

Right now, Qing Gen had nothing to hide. Zhang Wuyang said that it would be interesting to eavesdrop on what the saints were saying.

then,

"Acridine, are they all there? What about the Saint Falling Art, you can ask me directly, and I'll tell you, I really don't have it!"

……

In an instant, the sky was quiet.

Ji Mingyao blinked and looked at Zhang Wuyang suspiciously.

The saint whispered with great fanfare, and as a semi-saint, she could naturally overhear a little bit.

However, everything was destroyed by the sudden appearance of Zhang Wuyang.

"Salted fish, villain!"

Saints: ...

I don't know why, but I don't believe that this guy doesn't have the Saint Falling Technique anymore.

In the realm of gods and spirits, it’s nothing more than being able to spy on the whispers of the saints, and you can also break through the spiritual barriers arranged by the saints to participate in the conversation. This doesn’t seem like a normal genius can do it.

Not long after, at the door of Zhang Wuyang's courtyard, Mo Qinghan suddenly came.

Ji Mingyao glanced at it, but ignored it.

"Brother Wuyang? Brother Wuyang?"

"Oh."

Turning over, Zhang Wuyang answered.

"Master sent me a letter just now, saying that he invited you to the Holy Land of Seven Emotions to discuss matters."

"Don't go."

Can this thing go?

Zhang Wuyang knew very well in his heart that he had just made such a move, and the next second the Seven Emotions Maiden invited him to go, there must be something wrong with it!
Not to mention anything else, Zhang Wuyang was sure that if he went to the Holy Land of Seven Emotions and met the Saint of Seven Emotions, he would definitely be fine. Maybe he would suffer from kidney deficiency when he left the Holy Land in a week.

How long the Seven Emotions Girl Santa will live with him, he himself can't tell the truth.

Now his charm has grown a little bit more, if this lady saint hadn't been unable to get away from her body, she would definitely go to Mo's house and forcefully attack Ji Mingyao in front of Ji Mingyao.

Don't think too much about this saint, you must know that when she was young, this female saint had countless people, and she was more entertaining than Chi Ya. He, Zhang Wuyang, would not send him to the door by himself.

"Eh..." Mo Qinghan pinched his forehead and said helplessly: "Master said, if you don't go, you can ask for blessings."

"Help me answer a sentence, just say that I said, don't go, even if you are killed."

How lucky are you?

Ha ha!

He, Zhang Wuyang, decided that when the saints escaped, he must at least be in a fairyland, so as not to be prostituted by some guy who greedy him all day long.

Seeing that Zhang Wuyang made up his mind to reject the saint's invitation, Mo Qinghan left with a headache.

She is caught in the middle, is it uncomfortable?
(End of this chapter)