"You will be Yue Ling's master in the future. What do you want me to do? I will not disobey!" Lu Yueling knelt at Qin Lin's feet, with a respectful and tempting expression.

She believed that Qin Lin would not lie to her, or that she could not find the reason for Qin Lin to deceive her.

Although she has some cultivation, she is slightly inferior to the Gate Laihu.

Even the young man in front of him was no different from an ant. He was killed by a finger. What is there to be something worth Qin Lin deceived?

Could it be that beauty is not good?

But if someone like Qin Lin wants, he can't get any kind of woman.

To put it bluntly, as long as Qin Lin hooked his fingers, I wonder how many beauties were rushing to throw themselves into their arms.

What's more, if the other party really wants her body, with her little slightest practice, there is no chance to resist and can only obey.

Moreover, she saw the true appearance of all spirits and gods just now.

No wonder once those girls become witches, the tribesmen behind them will disappear soon. The gods of all spirits said they were to lead them to the kingdom of God. Now it seems that they are probably killed.

It can be said that this evil ghost has an irreconcilable blood feud with her!

She actually served all spirits so devoutly!

Thinking of this, her delicate body was trembling and she felt extremely regretful!

Lu Yueling wants revenge.

But her enemy is really too powerful. Although she is not a real god, her methods are almost like gods.

But I was slapped to death by this young man just now. Although it was just a clone, it was something that was unheard of.

In Lu Yueling's opinion, even the most powerful witch god cannot be the opponent of the gods of all spirits. In today's world, I'm afraid only Qin Lin can avenge her.

What's more, she admires the strong, and has no psychological obstacles to surrendering to Qin Lin.

"You are very smart, put it on." Qin Lin glanced at the delicate body under his feet, as if he saw through her thoughts, and spoke faintly.

"Yes, master!" Lu Yueling gave a big gift respectfully, then stood up and slowly put on the Taoist robe.

"Where is the place where the divine hiding you mentioned on the bamboo slip?" Qin Lin asked indifferently.

He came here because of this from the beginning.

Qin Lin once heard the military mention that the strongest man Long Tianqing, the Feng family ancestor, only had his cultivation soared after the appearance of the Divine Treasure Land.

So he was a little curious.

"This..." Lu Yueling hesitated a little.

"What? Don't you want to say it?" Qin Lin spoke coldly.

"No, I dare not!" Lu Yueling knelt down again with a slight sound, and explained to Qin Lin in a provocative manner: "I really don't know. This is the secret of Miaojiang. Only a few people know that a humble maid like me is not qualified."

"Follow me." Qin Lin could naturally see that what Lu Yueling said was true and did not pursue it again.

Since he entered Sui Mu Pavilion, he had already felt the mysterious aura on Lu Yueling's body, but he was not sure. He did not expect that he would use a little means to blow him out.

This is a divine soul clone. Its master is very powerful, at least at the level of the God-abundance realm. However, through this clone, Qin Lin could feel that the other party's body was very weak and had definitely suffered severe damage. He could only exist in his incense land. It was difficult to even leave, and he could only rely on others.

However, Qin Lin did not take it seriously, and even he attached more importance to Lu Yueling than that of the god of all spirits.

Although the Wanyin body is difficult to compare with Chen Fei and Ji Fengwu, it is also a treasure body. If a great master of supernatural powers teaches appropriate treasure techniques, it will definitely be comparable to the Wanshen God within a hundred years. It is unknown whether it is even possible to see a higher level in the future.

Now, it is really a waste of resources to be treated as a carrier of distractions.

However, Qin Lin also suspected that this god of spirits had no good intentions from the beginning. He might have regarded Lu Yueling as a physical furnace and cauldron, and when the time was right, he would directly occupy Lu Yueling's physical body.

The reason why I even came to him was not because Ding Zhaohai, it was probably because he was attracted by his own body.

After all, I have such cultivation at such a young age, and I am afraid I have been thinking about it for a long time.

Moreover, the Ding family may have a little chance of avenging Ding Zhaohai, but in the eyes of the existence of the realm of Yunshen, Ding Zhaohai is not even an ant...

At the same time, at the foot of a towering mountain further south to Miaojiang, thousands of ordinary people were kneeling down.

They walked forward step by step, worshiping the top of the mountain, very pious.

There is a temple directly above their heads. Although it is not magnificent, it is also magnificent, especially in the bath of the sun, it looks like a residence of a god.

But at this moment, everyone suddenly heard a howl of incomparable anger, and then the sky changed drastically. However, in an instant, the clear sky was suddenly shrouded by countless thick lead clouds, and lightning even cut through the sky. Even the entire mountain was trembling slightly, as if the end of the world suddenly came.

"Divine wrath! Lord God of All Spirits and Stop Angry!"

All the ordinary people were shocked and frightened. They bowed to the top of the mountain even more piously, prostrating themselves and did not dare to look up.

"What can make Lord All Spirits so angry?" Outside a simple quiet room in the temple, an old man sitting cross-legged rose up, his eyes shot out two rays of light, and he walked through the corridor with a little puzzled expression, and then pushed open a three-person wooden door and walked in.

This is a temple, which should be holy and grand, but at this moment the room is bloody, like hell on earth.

I saw a black armored figure standing alone, unable to see the true appearance, shrouded in thick black mist, and scarlet under his feet, and the broken limbs of humans were everywhere. From the costumes on the corpses, it can be seen that these people seemed to be like Lu Yueling, all witches serving the gods.

The old man seemed to be nothing strange about this. He just glanced lightly, then withdrew his gaze again and looked at the black armor figure.

"Dear God, what happened to you so annoy you." The old man bowed a little humbly and respectfully, and asked.

"My soul clone was killed!" The sound from the black fog was like a night owl crying, making people stand up all over their bodies. It was not like a living person. At the same time, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the entire room, making people feel like they were falling into the eighteen levels of hell, and their bodies were cold.

But when the old man heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you talking about Qin Xuandao from the East?"
Chapter completed!