It's said to be late, but it's almost time!

The ice spear transformed from the Ice Spear Talisman directly hit the electric snake.

There was a loud "bang".

Qin Lang's sword stopped in mid-air.

Someone helped him block the attack!

As soon as the sword image was formed, it disappeared without a trace.

It didn't even attract anyone's attention.

"Very good!"

Qin Lang was delighted.

Looks like someone came to rescue him!

Finally he doesn't have to die!

Take back Xiao Sisi.

He looked outside.

The talisman masters spontaneously made way for him.

"Hmm? Could it be that the person who saved me knows someone from Fuzhuan Hall?"

Qin Lang was a little confused.

Wasn’t Fuzhuan Hall newly opened not long ago?

Who would know the people from Fuzhuantang?

But if you don’t know.

Why would these stubborn talisman masters in the Fuzhuan Hall give way on their own initiative?

With a heart full of confusion.

Qin Lang looked over.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it.

As soon as he saw it, Qin Lang's heart started beating wildly.

The person who came was none other than himself.

It was the head of Fuzhuan Hall, Zhixing.

Qin Lang is about to cry.

Alpaca!

The smaller ones can’t beat them.

Why is there an old guy here?

You can't bully people like this, right?

The identity of the Junior Master of the Locking Immortal Sect...

Qin Lang suddenly felt that it was not very effective.

After all, Fuzhuan Hall is also a large hall spread all over Qiankun Continent.

Although it is not as good as the three major halls of alchemy, formation and weapon refining.

But it's only slightly worse than them.

Count it up.

The status of the head of the Fuzhuan Hall seemed to be no lower than that of his junior uncle in the Suoxian Sect.

Facing Zhixing's arrival.

Qin Lang's face looked a little ugly.

He had to think of a way.

See if I can fool you.

Ask Ji-sung not to hit him.

"Master of the Guanlan City branch of the Fuzhuan Hall, Zhixing, greets you, Senior!"

Zhixing walked up to Qin Lang and bowed to him respectfully.

He wasn't around just now.

When he flew over.

Seeing that there was a talisman master in the Fu Zhuan Hall, he actually dared to attack Qin Lang.

He was so scared that he almost fell from the sky.

That was a close call!

Before Qin Lang took action.

Successfully used the Ice Spear Talisman to block the electric snake.

Even now, Zhixing was kneeling on the ground, bowing to Qin Lang.

I was very scared.

Other talisman masters don’t know.

As the head of the Fuzhuan Hall, he knew it.

After all, as the hall master, he also communicates with the hall masters of the other three halls.

He was an existence that could make the Grand Elder Mu Yu and Elder San Lang of the Equipment Refining Hall headquarters treat him with great respect.

In fact, can his small branch of talismans afford to offend anyone?

Although the electric snake would definitely not cause any harm to Qin Lang.

But what if the electric snake really attacks Qin Lang.

It will definitely make Qin Lang angry.

That sword.

If you swing it down.

It will surely cause heaven and earth to shake.

All the talisman masters in the Fuzhuan Hall will die without a burial place.

The destruction of the Fuzhuan Hall is not a big deal.

If you slowly save up spirit stones, you can still rebuild it.

But the person is dead.

There's nothing left.

When the talisman masters saw their hall master, they actually knelt down and saluted respectfully to a useless person in the Qi training stage.

They were shocked.

"Master! He is just a waste in the Qi training stage! Why are you heading towards him..."

An upright talisman master asked Zhixing who was kneeling on the ground in confusion.

But he didn't have time to finish his next question.

Ji-sung, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly looked up.

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely crazy.

"roll!"

Jisung yelled.

With a wave of hand.

The dim yellow talisman paper turned into a fireball and directly blasted the talisman master away.

Who is Qin Lang!

That is someone that even the big guys in Yinxian Realm have to treat with respect.

Now he is just showing off his cultivation level at the Qi training stage.

And his damn subordinates actually dared to call Qin Lang a waste in the Qi training realm!

Don't implicate him even if you want to die!

"Please forgive me, Senior. Zhixing is not good at disciplining his subordinates. I beg you to show mercy and spare our lives..."

Zhixing leaned towards Qin Lang again.

He doesn't want to die yet...

The talisman masters were stunned.

They didn't dare ask any more questions.

The person who asked the question just now is a lesson for us.

Regarding Qin Lang’s identity.

They didn't dare to guess any further.

An existence that could make even their hall master so frightened.

They actually insulted me just now?

Fear welled up in my heart.

Qin Lang became a great terror in their hearts.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The sounds of people kneeling down were heard one after another.

All the talisman masters trembled and knelt down before Qin Lang.

They all begged for mercy from Qin Lang.

On the ruins of Fuzhuan Hall.

The only one standing was Qin Lang.

Faced with this situation.

Qin Lang was a little confused.

What the hell is this?

Why did they all kneel down suddenly out of nowhere?

There is also the hall master named Zhixing.

Why are you so respectful to him?

He didn't say anything about "saving" him.

He even beat the talisman master who insulted him half to death.

Good job!

He was so cruel to his own people.

All this was just to make him not angry?

This is outrageous!

"Could it be? Zhixing knows that I am the junior master of the Suoxian Sect?"

Qin Lang had a guess in his mind.

Except for this reason.

Qin Lang could never have imagined it.

What is it about him that could make Zhixing so fearful?

Rely on what?

Does it depend on cultivation?

He is just a waste in the Qi training stage.

The only thing he could show off was his identity as Junior Master of the Locking Immortal Sect.

Qin Lang, who thought he had guessed the reason, calmed down.

He looked disdainfully at Ji-sung who was kneeling in front of him.

"Look up."

Qin Lang said coldly.

Zhixing slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Lang in fear.

"Whatever you ask, I will go through fire and water and will not hesitate to die!"

He hurriedly expressed his position to Qin Lang.

He was afraid that Qin Lang would vent his anger on him and kill him in the blink of an eye.

Qin Lang nodded slightly.

There was no expression on his face and he looked calm and composed.

"Do you know my identity?"

Qin Lang asked aloud.

He wanted to confirm whether it was because of his identity as the junior master of the Suoxian Sect that he was so respectful.

Zhixing looked at Qin Lang angrily.

"right……"

He said nervously.

Qin Lang heard this.

I thought to myself, it is true!

It seems that Suoxianmen has become the number one in Yunzhou.

He, the junior master of the Locking Immortal Sect, has also become very powerful!

It seems that in the future, relying on this identity, I can walk around Yunzhou with my head held high!

However, Qin Lang quickly rejected this idea.

He is the junior master of Suoxianmen.

Represents the face of Suoxianmen.

You can't act tyrannically.

It’s better to keep a low profile.

We can’t let the Suoxian Sect lose face!

"Don't tell anyone."

Qin Lang looked at Zhixing and explained.

If the people from the other three halls knew about it.

Wouldn't that mean he would go to Suoxianmen to collect the debt?

That won't work.

The Suoxian Sect will lose all its face.

The junior master of the Suoxian Sect demolished three halls and was chased to the sect to collect the debt.

Is it reasonable to say this out loud?

Zhixing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that.

Finally escaped.

No need to die.

As for Qin Lang’s instructions.

He heard it from old man Tianming.

Qin Lang seems to like keeping a low profile.

It seems now.

It is true.

The senior is worthy of being a senior.

His cultivation was deliberately suppressed to the Qi training stage.

Just want to hide his extraordinaryness.

Really low-key enough.

"Don't worry, senior. Only the hall masters know your identity. We will not tell the people below us."

Jisung said respectfully.

After saying.

He just raised his head.

But Qin Lang's face turned a little ugly.

Ji-sung felt cold all over.

Fear rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

His pupils contracted.

It's like being in hell.

Elder Piaomiao!

Help!