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    After reorganizing in Wanshan Town, Hong Dali and his party set off for the Martial God Palace.  After leaving Wanshan Town, we walked all the way to the southeast. After passing the boundary thirty miles away, we reached the sphere of influence of Wushen Palace.  At this time, more and more people from the rivers and lakes came from all over the road. At first, we occasionally met a dozen or twenty people. The further we went, the more we met. When we entered the small road between the mountains and forests, we met every few hundred people.  A few meters away, a group of people from all walks of life set up camp. It looked like there were probably tens of thousands of people there.  This time, everyone in the Jianghu surrounded and suppressed the Wushen Palace. It seemed that it was a rare event in the Jianghu in recent years. Hong Dali walked and watched, and secretly calculated in his heart that if it was based on this scale and waited until the Wushen Palace, things might not be that easy.  .  "This Ling Feng is quite impressive." The goddess of wisdom has seen strong winds and waves. Seeing such a situation at this time, she was also secretly sweating for Ling Feng, the master of the Martial God Palace: "In the face of so many people coming to encircle and suppress, he didn't even say anything.  Let¡¯s stay away from the edge for now.¡± ¡°It seems that Brother Tang Zhen¡¯s sect successors are very capable,¡± Hong Dali was also speechless.  Originally, according to his idea, even if these people from the world made an appointment with each other, they probably wouldn't come so many The group of people continued to move forward, walked another dozen miles of mountain road, passed through a forest, and climbed seven or eight hundred stone steps.  , the vision suddenly opened up, and a huge platform appeared in front of Hong Dali.  There were many people standing on the dark platform, at least three to four thousand people. However, the platform was too big, and even with three or four thousand people standing there, it didn't feel crowded.  This platform should be made of huge stones, with huge stone walls on both sides. The gate is also made of huge stones. There is a huge stone slab lying across it with the three characters "Martial God Palace" written on it.  Such a building.  It looks quite ancient and particularly spectacular.  The entire palace gate is made up of three huge stones stacked together. Each of the huge stones must weigh ten thousand kilograms.  "Oh, that's amazing," Hong Dali exclaimed, "To be able to build such a spectacular mountain gate in such a world, this Martial God Palace is really good." The martial arts-like world is different from Hong Dali's original world.  Don't know how it came together.  At this time, the crowd gathered around Shitai Square, all holding weapons and looking towards the gate of the Martial God Palace.  The main hall of Wushen Palace is a solid wood building, about thirty meters high.  It is divided into five floors and is extremely spectacular. However, the palace door is closed at this time and the situation inside cannot be clearly seen.  But for such a big palace, there was no one there, not even a servant sweeping the floor could be seen.  "Brother Hu," Hong Dali pulled Hu Ming over.  He asked in a low voice: "Such a big Martial God Palace doesn't even have servants?" "Brother Dali, you don't know something," Hu Ming sighed and said: "In this world, there are thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed places, this Martial God  The palace alone occupies two of the caves and the six blessed lands, and has always been the highest martial arts holy land in the world. However, it is also famous that the Martial God Palace never accepts just one master, one disciple, and one servant.  Master Lingfeng, the Heavenly Lord of the first generation, has ascended, and only he and his servant are left in charge" Hu Ming looked around.  He whispered: "Otherwise, even if there were ten times more people here, they probably wouldn't dare to come here and shout with the people of Wushen Palace." Hong Dali didn't pay much attention to the others, but the ascension that Hu Ming mentioned caught Hong Dali's attention:  "Ascension? Become an immortal?" "That's not true," Hu Ming shook his head and said, "The Wushen Palace's peerless secret book "The Blood Emperor's Record of the Great Desolate World", if you practice to the top, you can ascend in a day. No one knows where to go. Anyway, it is very powerful.  That's it, according to legend, it seems to be similar to becoming an immortal. Unfortunately, this "The Record of the Blood Emperor" disappeared a long time ago, and no one has seen it again, alas." He said this with infinite melancholy.  Well, Hong Dali understood it this way. To put it simply, it was almost the same as when he came out of the earth.  Cultivation of "The Blood of the Wasteen" can enter the next world to a certain extent, which is equivalent to the relationship between the relationship between the earth to the Galaxy Alliance.  The problem now is that Hong Dali knows about "The Record of the Ancient Blood Emperor" Hong Dali whispered as people gathered over there. Tens of thousands of people gathered in the Shitai Square. When the crowd was neutral, they separated.  Seven or eight leaders stood at the front of the crowd and began to shout wildly at the main gate of the Martial God Palace: "" "Ling Feng, come out and die!" "Ling Feng, you have done many evil things and are full of evil, why don't you show up to be beheaded soon!" "  Ling Feng, the Martial God Palace's ten thousand year foundation is now going to be destroyed in your hands. If you show up quickly and die, we can still keep your body intact, and the Martial God Palace will not be completely burned down!  " "Yes, Ling Feng, if you die if you come out early, that's okay."?You are in vain for your title of "Heavenly Lord". At least you will die as a hero, but don't end up ruined!  ¡± Bursts of extremely angry shouts came from the crowd, but no one dared to take the lead and broke into the main hall of the Martial God Palace, which was a hundred meters in front of them. Because they didn¡¯t dare. The first one was shot.  Anyone who breaks into the main hall will inevitably be killed by the thunderous wrath of Tianjun Lingfeng. After these people shouted, the entire scene suddenly became quiet, waiting for the reaction from the Martial God Palace.  !  "At this moment, the door of Wushen Palace, which weighed several kilograms, moved without any wind and slowly opened. A man slowly walked out from inside. The man had long black hair shawl, and was dressed in dark purple clothes, with a black back.  With his cloak flying in the air, Hong Dali knew at just one glance that this guy was definitely Jun Lingfeng that day. Looking at what he was wearing, he was almost exactly the same as Tang Zhen. From this, it was clear that Ling Feng must have taken Tang Zhen as his idol.  There was absolutely no discount. Thinking of this, Hong Dali became more and more curious. Would such a person do something to massacre the village? Anyway, given his relationship with Tang Zhen, Ling Feng still had to call himself his uncle.  Zuzu I don¡¯t know how many generations of masters and uncles there are, so I have to help with this matter today.  It stepped on the hearts of everyone present. The whole world seemed to be shaking. Almost everyone in the audience was shaking, and there were only two or three people in the audience who could not be affected.  That¡¯s it. The Shitai Square of Wushen Palace, which was originally as noisy as a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet, and nearly ten thousand people in the square could hear the drop of a needle. Ling Feng sneered and said, "Ling has not set foot in the world for nearly forty years, everyone.  Do you think there is no one in the Martial God Palace?  " The sound of his words shook the world, and the boundless pressure spread out. The air instantly became like a sticky quagmire. Some disciples of various sects with less skill could not even bear the power of his words and foamed at the mouth.  They fell to the ground one after another. As soon as Ling Feng appeared on the stage, his momentum overwhelmed everyone present. The majesty of the Heavenly Lord was evident. Hong Dali said with a bright smile, "Although he is comparable to Tang Zhen.  Their physical strength is not the same, but their aura is exactly the same, and my young nephew is quite good at appearance.  Since people from various sects dared to come, they would not be scared away by Ling Feng's words. A strong sword-wielding man in the crowd who looked about fifty years old said: "Ling Feng, Tongcheng Village 156  Villagers were massacred overnight. Was it your murder?  " They came here under the banner of killing the Heavenly Lord and doing justice for Heaven. Therefore, in order to arouse everyone's hatred of the same enemy, this sword-wielding swordsman immediately asked about an atrocity that people were angry about today. " Ling Feng said calmly  He glanced at this person, with a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "The middle Qi is sufficient, but the lower body is empty, the breath on the temples is vaguely unstable, the Shenting point on the top of the head is faintly red, the Giant Spirit Sword Record is just a practice  It's ridiculous that you dare to yell at Ling when you reach the realm of the Seventh Level Spirit Infusion God Court.  I just don¡¯t know who you are, Spirit Sword Yan Chengping?  " The Giant Spirit Sword Record practiced by this strong sword-wielding man is divided into nine levels. A person like him who can practice to the seventh level is already considered to be extremely talented and has always been regarded as his trump card. Who would have thought that his final trump card would be used by him?  Ling Feng saw through it at a glance, his face suddenly turned pale, and he felt uneasy in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm Yan Lingxing, Yan Chengping is my father.  " "There is no successor.  "Coldly leaving such a heartbreaking comment, Ling Feng said cheerfully: "There is no need to accuse someone. If you say it was Ling who did it, then it was Ling who did it. So what can you do?  ?  " At this time, someone asked again: "Seventy-six people in the Shifang Gate were killed. Was it you who killed them?  !  " Ling Feng snorted coldly: "That's what you say!  " "Mr. Liu from Xihe County was very kind and charitable, but he was secretly stabbed to death. Was it you?  "    "yes.  " "There was a big flood in Dingyang County, and there was no harvest. He Daguan opened a warehouse to release grain, but he was killed on the day when the grain was released. Is it you who did it?  "    "yes!  " At this time, people below were already agitated. The man was still waiting to ask more questions, but Ling Feng became impatient and said: "There are many crimes that have been recorded on Ling. Why do you need so many excuses like mother-in-law and mother-in-law?  It is no longer a secret that you covet the three secret codes of our Martial God Palace. If you want to do it, do it. There is no need to make people upset.  ¡±  At this point, Hong Dali finally understood that under the guise of doing justice for heaven, their purpose was just to take advantage of others' danger to seize the secret book. However, what they said was high-sounding, and he immediately pulled the goddess of wisdom forward.  Stepping forward, he smiled at Ling Feng and said: "Brother Ling, hello, hehe, my name is Hong Dali. I wonder, Brother Tang Zhen, do you recognize Brother Ling?" (To be continued.)
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