MTL - The Strongest Plane Becomes God-Chapter 446 : Guardian of Qingyun

"Who are you! What happened to Qingyunmen!" It was in the main hall just now that several people who noticed the change of Yinglong and called Yinglong as the patron saint of Qingyun appeared in front of Lin Hao.

Because Yinglong usually does not show up once in decades or even hundreds of years, even if he does, it is also the Dragon God himself. Therefore, Yinglong, who is now a human, is standing in front of them and does not know who he is.

suddenly! Each of these seven people who called themselves Qingyunmen changed their faces, and then shouted, "What are you doing to my patron saint of Qingyun!"

These seven people noticed that Ying Long had no hidden breath on his body, and he was exactly the same as his patron saint of Qingyun! That's enough, did these people catch their own patron saint of Qingyun by some unknown restraint method like that of others?

Hearing that, Lin Hao looked at the seven people in surprise.

"One hundred thousand years has passed ... I did not expect that Qingyunmen still exists. It seems that Yinglong's credit is not small."

"My lord wins the prize, but just gives Qingyunmen a little light after you leave, but ... the sea is vicissitudes." Ying Long heard Lin Hao's words, and was a little panicked, and quickly bowed his head.

"Photos?" The old man of Hefa Tongyan, who is now the head of Qingyunmen, heard a conversation between Lin Hao and Ying Long, and suddenly he felt an unbelievable idea, plus Ying Long. The familiar feeling that I radiate all the time ...

"Did you just ..." Qingyun's head looked at Yinglong Road carefully.

"Yes, if this seat is not self-made, the patron saint of Qingyun in your mouth is this seat," Ying Long said calmly.

"Meet the patron saint!" After a member of Qingyunmen felt Ying Long's active breath, he quickly worshiped Ying Long deeply.

"Master, the patron saint, I don't know what is next to you ..." Qingyun's head cautiously said, after all, he just saw it with his own eyes. The patron saint who has been in the martial arts literature for 100,000 years has turned towards the mysterious Man kneeling!

"This road is called Xiaoyaozi!" Lin Hao smiled slightly.

"Xiaoyaozi ... how do you feel so familiar?" The head of Qingyun thought the name Xiaoyaozi was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard the name.

"Miscellaneous things!" Ying Long was furious, and the few people in front of him were all embarrassed. In terms of seniority, Ying Long didn't know how many times higher than these people in front of him. On strength ... hey, so Ying Long was angry. As far as the Qingyunmen leaders are concerned, it can be described as sunny and thunderous!

"Forget Yinglong, after all, 100,000 years are enough to smooth a lot of things, this time it's your pick." Lin Hao stopped Ying Long from flying.

Hearing that Lin Hao was about to pick himself up, Ying Long was in place.

"How? Unwilling, or do you have concerns in this world?" Lin Hao looked a little funny when he looked at Ying Long's hold.

"How could it be ... just ... just ..." Ying Long didn't know how to express his emotions at the moment, 100,000 years ... How many day and night Ying Long was lamenting, thinking in his heart whether he was being Lin Hao abandoned it, and suddenly learned that he could continue to follow Lin Hao, how could Yinglong not be excited!

"Okay, look at your success and leave with this seat." Lin Hao can understand Ying Long's mood at this time, after all, it was 100,000 years!

"I remember it!" Suddenly, one of Qingyunmen's frowns had exclaimed loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Da Zhufeng's first Tian Boguang met the ancestor of Xiaoyaozi!" Said, the middle-aged man who called himself Tian Boguang kneeled in the air and gave Lin Hao three heads!

"Bo Guang, this is you!" The first of several other Qingyunmen leaders looked at Dazhufeng, who was still kneeling in amazement.

"Presumptuous! The ancestor of Xiaoyao Zi, who was 100,000 years ago! The few of you are not yet kneeling down!" The first seat of Dazhufeng, the one with the same name as a silver thief, shouted loudly to the couple in front of him. People winked.

"Xiao ... Xiaoyaozi ancestor!" After roaring Tian Boguang, plus his reminder 100,000 years ago, a few guys who watched Qingyunmen's martial art historical literature when they were free were also thinking of something!

Look at Lin Hao's face, it is not exactly the same as the one in the shrine!

"I'm waiting to see Grandpa Xiaoyao! My disciples are dull, but I didn't recognize Grandpa Xiaoyao for the first time, and I still hope that Grandpa will punish him!" Three bangs in front of Lin Hao!

In this scene, the disciples who were peeking out at Qingyunmen in the distance had a panoramic view, and even those with insufficient magical powers were shocked in their hearts until they could not control the sword under their feet, and they fell from a high altitude. Otherwise, the fun will be great!

"Master Xiaoyao, please go back to the gate of the mountain." The head of Qingyun Hefa Tongyan accompanied the smiling face, the excitement in his heart was beyond words.

Over a hundred years ago, Qingyunmen has always been the leader of the right path! But 60 years ago, a so-called washing, cutting and blowing faction suddenly appeared, and the momentum went up, and it defeated all other factions in less than 60 years ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Qingyun Gate has Ying Longzhao to let him worry about it, and it is estimated that the reputation of the No. 1 faction in the right way has been taken away by him.

Lin Hao felt instinctively, and then understood the reason for it, and didn't want to care about it, but after all, Lin Hao stayed at Qingyunmen for so long and had a certain fate, let alone ...

"Also, this seat stays here for one month, and Qingyun has any strong enemies, even if it is a gift left to Qingyun before leaving," Lin Hao whispered softly.

"Thank you Patriarch!" The seven people ecstatically worshipped Lin Hao.

"Although 100,000 years have passed, Qingyun hasn't changed much." Lin Hao sighed, watching her environment different from that of 100,000 years ago.

"Back to the ancestor, since the ancestor disappeared, Qingyun Gate has encountered three major disasters, two of which have destroyed the buildings of Qingyun a lot, thanks to the power of Qingyun's patron saint to turn the tide. Otherwise, Qingyun would not have been "It exists again" Qingyunmen's current head sighed softly, as if recalling the tragedy when Qingyunmen fell into a trough before.

"What's your name?" Suddenly Lin Hao interrupted his memory.

"I will return to the ancestor, and the villain will be in charge of this generation of Qingyun, Qing Xuanzi!" Qing Xuanzi said respectfully.

Lin Haowen nodded and said that he knew, but Qing Xuanzi saw Lin Hao nodded, but there was some inexplicable excitement. We must know that in the documentary records, the lost sword art was passed down by the ancestor of Qing Xuanzi. After the Battle of Zheng Mo, this kind of imperial sword technique was lost, and Qingyunmen's combat power dropped instantly by a large margin.

In the hall, Lin Hao Duan sat on the chair of the chair, standing below the seven heads of Qing Xuanzi and Tian Boguang, and beside each head there was a young man, six men and a woman, similar to the group of Lin Hao that year. .

(End of this chapter)