Kiss my devil prince

"Ghost refers to the north of a thousand guests?!"

Exclamations kept ringing out.

This is a very strong demonic martial artist, and he is almost the best in the Tongqi realm!

All this time, no one has been able to kill him!

"It's really a thousand guests!"

Some people didn't believe it and hurriedly ran over to verify.

But I found out that it was true.

There is no falsehood.

It is the head of the North Thousand Guest!

"Bei Qianke is really dead!"

The sound of gasping and cold air came and went, and everyone looked at Meng Changqing one after another, their eyes full of shock.

Because this person's cultivation realm seems to be only through the fivefold realm.

How strong is this comprehensive strength to kill Beiqianke?

Meng Changqing ignored the gazes of others.

He just wants to get the contribution points and leave now.

"How many contribution points can I exchange?"

Meng Changqing asked.

Hearing this, the mission hall disciple immediately came back to his senses.

Looking at Meng Changqing's eyes, there was no more casualness, a guy who could kill Bei Qianke, his strength was definitely terrifying.

It's not like they're the guys.

"Because Beiqianke is a demon martial artist, his reward is relatively generous, and he can exchange for 10,000 contribution points."

The mission hall disciple hurriedly said.

"So much?"

Meng Changqing was slightly stunned.

He thought six or seven thousand was about the same.

There were 10,000.

In this way, the bronze hand is quite unhanded.

"That's the contribution point."

The mission hall disciple took out ten more blue special iron plates.

"Thank you."

Meng Changqing picked up the iron plate and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Can you ask how you killed it?"

The mission hall disciples were very curious.

"He's just careless."

Meng Changqing smiled slightly, walked out of the door, and gradually disappeared into everyone's eyes.

The same sentence may have been believed before, but now the disciples of the Mission Hall don't believe a word.

Punctuation is included.

Careless?

Are you kidding!

That's a ghost pointing to the north of a thousand guests!

A dignified demon martial artist, how can he die carelessly, even if he is careless, then the other party must have absolute strength!

"Who is this guy? It feels so strange, I've never seen it before. "

"It should be the new inner door."

"The new inner door, the strength is so exaggerated?"

"Looks like another demon."

Meng Changqing left, and everyone immediately began to talk, and their tones were full of sighs.

As one of the overlord-level forces in Tianling Prefecture, Taixuanzong has amazing disciples every few years.

In addition to lamenting the strength of these disciples, they also regretted why they didn't.

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Leave the Mission Hall.

Meng Changqing turned around and went to the Zangwu Pavilion.

He needs to use these contribution points to exchange for some martial arts.

"Sword Steps", and "Resisting Fire and Burning the Sun".

The sect is very strict about the management of Xuan-level martial arts, and it is never allowed to teach each other among disciples, unless you have privileges.

The Guardian Pavilion Elders of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion will register the borrowing status of each disciple.

If you want to use these martial arts in the sect, you must rationalize them.

Otherwise, it will be more troublesome to check it in the future.

Even if it is said that it will be because of the potential it has shown, it will not be done in the end.

But there are some troubles that can be avoided if they can be avoided.

Meng Changqing didn't want to involve others.

For example, Qin Fang, Kong Linxue.

The Zangwu Pavilion is not far from the Mission Hall, standing on the top of a mountain.

The wind is coming.

The wind chimes under the eaves suddenly made a pleasant and ethereal sound.

You can see that from time to time there will be disciples coming in and out.

The secret realm was opened in advance, which also disrupted the plans of some disciples, and they had to exchange for some martial arts and secret arts to temporarily improve their strength.

In this way, you can get more things in the secret realm.

The entrance of the Tibetan Martial Pavilion.

There was a quaint wooden table, and behind the wooden table was an old man with a white beard lying on a rocking chair.

His face was covered with a miscellaneous book.

The body swayed gently with the rocking chair, and it looked very leisurely.

Meng Changqing subconsciously used the Eye of Exploration.

Those who can be the elders of the pavilion at the inner gate must be very strong!

Basic Information:

[Name: Yun Bujue].

[Race: Terran].

[Revision: A Heavy Sea Realm (Tentative)].

Attribute Information:

[Root bone: three products].

[Understanding: Superior].

[Martial arts: "Holy Spirit Killing Sword Technique" (Dacheng), "Shrinking the Earth into Inches" (Xiaocheng), "Great Compassion Wind Qiankun Hand" (Xiaocheng)].

"Sure enough, it's the sea realm, but there is a suffix tentative."

Meng Changqing's eyes moved slightly.

So far, he has only seen this on his aunt's panel.

Could it be that this Pavilion Elder has also fallen into a realm?

In addition, the other attributes are also good.

Perception is rare and superior.

There are also those exercises and martial arts, no matter how you look at the name, it looks very good.

"Holy Spirit Killing Sword Technique"!

"Shrinking the Ground into Inches"!

"Great Compassion Wind Qiankun Hand"!

"This should be a hidden boss, right, specially here on duty, self-cultivation?"

Meng Changqing's heart suddenly became hot.

But how to add as a friend is also a key question.

It is easier between peers and relatives.

But this kind of strangeness to each other, and there is a generation gap, is really difficult and difficult.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Meng Changqing was not in a hurry and said that he would add him as a friend now.

Take it easy.

Know before you act.

Besides, the hole cards on his body now are enough.

Maybe when it comes to the level of true transmission, there will be some shortcomings.

"You disciple, what are you doing staring at the old man all the time?"

Just as Meng Changqing was thinking about it, he found that the elder of the Shouge had already taken away the miscellaneous books on his face, and saw that his face was gentle and very kind, giving people an incomparable sense of affinity.

It's like my own parents.

It feels good to get along with.

But Meng Changqing thought of the swordsmanship on his panel.

"Holy Spirit Killing Sword Technique".

I immediately forgot about it.

Just by looking at the name, this swordsmanship feels very murderous.

"The disciple has just arrived, and there are some novelties, so I stopped for a while, and I hope the elders will forgive me."

Meng Changqing's hands arched slightly.

"Well, let's get inside."

The Pavilion Elder said casually, and then put the miscellaneous book on his face.

There was a faint snoring sound.

Meng Changqing nodded, and walked into the Zangwu Pavilion.