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Chapter three hundred and ninety-fifth Ziwei life style, ten years of retreat(2/2)

At first glance, this person is a member of the Black Sky Dharma Realm Taoist Alliance.

An ordinary Taoist alliance is composed of several Taoist gates, and a Taoist gate is composed of several jungles.

There is only one sect in Krishna Dharma Realm and there are thirty-six jungles.

Each jungle corresponds to a Dharma lineage.

The technique used by the person in front of me is from the Iron Horse Buddha lineage.

This person is a master of thunder tribulation, and he should also have an iron horse Dharma minister.

The man ignored him, but looked at Song Lin, raised his head slightly, and said, "You are Song Lin?"

"Who is your Excellency?"

Song Lin asked back, this guy looks evil at first sight.

"I advise you not to participate in the heir apparent, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. I will give you one last chance. It is not too late to quit now."

After saying that, the iron horse puffed out black air and was eager to try.

"Are you threatening me?"

Song Lin couldn't believe it, and looked at each other with Zhengxin, and the two burst into laughter.

The man laughed ferociously and said: "My name is Tie Zhen. Since you don't want to, then I will kill you today..."

"Kill what? Huh?"

Whoosh!

Song Lin's whole body emitted golden light, all the pressure of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Gong was released, and the iron horse roared restlessly.

Then the twelve Yuan Chen flew and suspended in the air, like stars and candles shining in all directions, and transformed into twelve divine generals.

Magical weapons such as the Nine Elder Immortal Seal, Bagua Furnace, Jiuding, Human Emperor Sword, etc. are ready for use.

Tie Zhen's pupils shrank and he broke into a cold sweat on the spot.

As a rising star in the black sky dharma world, his eyesight is pretty good.

Every magical power here is enough to pose a threat to yourself.

If you add it all up…

Tie Zhen had a cold war.

Thinking of this, he no longer had the intention to kill, and now he just hoped that the other party would not have the intention to kill.

"What to kill? Tell me?"

"I just want to make friends, fellow Taoist, please don't misunderstand me!"

"Then who did you just say to kill?" Song Lin refused.

Tie Zhen laughed sarcastically and said, "Fellow Taoist, you heard it wrong. Just now I said that if you kill a chicken and drink wine, you will not return until you are drunk."

"I'm not free today, leave quickly!"

"Dele!"

Boom boom boom...

Thousands of troops disappeared faster than before.

"Haha, that's all!"

Song Lin went back to practice in seclusion.

The ten-year mark is reached, and the day it comes out will be ten years later.

And Song Lin's words about drinking from the Black Tiandao Alliance also made him famous, and ordinary Xiaoxiao would not dare to offend him.

Time gradually passed amidst such overt and covert struggles.

(Please give me a monthly ticket, the protagonist is about to become a heavenly master.)
Chapter completed!
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