"Hmph, Old Dao Qin, you should be very clear about the purpose of my visit today. I don't need to say much. If you don't want the Ziwei Sect to become history, then it's best to agree to my request." The Dao Ling boy looked at the third young master Gu who seemed like a sculpture below and said with a vicious face.

"Since that's the case, I want to tell you that if you want to achieve your goal, it depends on whether you have the ability." As soon as the ancestor's voice fell, the floating flying sword beside him trembled even more violently, and a buzzing sound spread throughout the Ziwei Sect. Then the purple flying sword suddenly became purple, turning into a stream of light, and heading towards the Taoist Spirit Boy.

Seeing the actions of the ancestor, Dao Ling Boy put away the folding fan in his hand as soon as possible, and then threw the folding fan into the air. The folding fan instantly became larger, blocking the purple flying sword that was shooting straight into the air.

"Come on me and catch that young man." The boy Dao Ling said to the five people.

When the five people behind him heard the words of the Dao Ling boy, they shook their robes and revealed their faces. The five people were all wearing tight black clothes and looked very young and in their twenties, but strangely, their expressions seemed a little dull.

"Five Dao Ling Guards? I didn't expect you to bring them?" Seeing the five people appearing, the ancestor of Ziwei Sect also had a slightly shrinking pupil, and his face also showed a look of worry. The "Five Dao Ling" are five puppets made by Dao Ling Boy himself. These puppets were made by real people. Moreover, these five people were once powerful people in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Although their strength has been reduced now, they also have the strength to enter the Golden Pill. Except for themselves, there is no possibility of resisting them. Is Ziwei Sect really going to become history today?

When the ancestor of Ziwei Sect was sighing, the five Dao Ling also rushed into the platform below. The three young master Gu who had been imprisoned on the platform also recovered his movement power. Before he could leave, he could already feel five powerful winds blowing behind him, and the five strong pressures instantly pressed against his body.

The faces of the five Dao Ling people who rushed over and the eight old men on the stone platform changed. They had heard of the names of the five Dao Ling guards. With their strength, they could not be opponents of the five Dao Ling guards. However, now they can't care about so much, and they have to stop them even if they die.

Various magic weapon flying swords flew out of their hands and rushed straight to the Five Dao Ling Guards. However, the Five Dao Ling Guards didn't care about the many magic weapon flying swords that flew over. They waved their hands gently and the fluctuations of spiritual energy came instantly. The many magic weapon flying swords were suffocated and hit the eight old men. The sound of vomiting blood came, and the eight old men fell to the ground seriously injured. The gap was too big.

"Accept the reality, Old Dao Qin, you still have time to regret it now. Let me take that young man away and then give me your purple dragon sword. I will let you Ziwei Sect go today." Seeing the eight old men seriously injured and fell to the ground, the Dao Ling boy said happily. He seemed to have seen the fruit of victory. He had coveted the purple dragon sword in Old Dao Qin's hand for a long time, but because his strength has always been inferior to Old Dao Qin, he dared not take any action, and today he finally seized the opportunity.

"Daoling Boy, even if I, Qin Feng, will not give you the Purple Dragon Sword. There is one thing you still don't understand. You are not my opponent at all. You will die in my hands if you can't last long." Although the ancestor Qin Feng was angry, he looked at Daoling Boy with contempt, but his heart was full of worries.

The ancestor Qin Feng and the Taoist spirit boy above were fighting fiercely, while the young master Gu was at a loss and was locked by these five powerful immortal cultivators. It was impossible for him to run away. It seemed that everything could only be left to fate. Gu San master thought, and his terrified heart slowly calmed down.

After the Five Dao Ling Guards injured eight old men, they all showed a sneer on their faces. They took action again and grabbed Gu San Shao in front of them, trying to capture Gu San Shao.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind Gu San Shao. An arm covered with green scales stretched out from behind Gu San Shao. Five "bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" sounded instantly. The blue palm covered with scales hit the body of the five guards of Dao Ling like lightning, and the five guards of Dao Ling were directly knocked away.

A figure appeared in front of Gu San Shao. Gu San Shao looked closely and found that it was the head of Ziwei Sect, Changlong Zhenren. Changlong Zhenren's body was trembling slightly at the moment, and his face seemed to be very painful. The strangest thing was that his entire right arm was covered with green scales, and his palm also turned into pointed claws, which was very strange.

The situation below obviously attracted the attention of the ancestor Qin Feng and the Taoist Spirit Boy. The two also looked at the Changlong True Man below. When they saw the Changlong True Man's arms, their faces changed slightly, especially the Taoist Spirit Boy, whose face instantly became ugly.

"The Dragon Transformation Art? I didn't expect that your Ziwei Sect actually has such an immortal skill, and someone has practiced it. It's hidden very deeply. However, looking at the little guy's appearance, it should have just been practicing it for a while, otherwise it wouldn't be just a dragon-turning arm, and it shouldn't last long. I think Old Dao Qin, you should give up." The Taoist Boy also instantly saw the situation of Changlong Zhenren and said sneeringly to Old Ancestor Qin Feng again.

"Dao Ling Boy, you underestimate the Dragon Transformation Art too much. Although he only transformed one arm from the dragon, solving your Dao Ling Five Guards should be enough." Old Ancestor Qin Feng sighed and said in a slight surprise.

As soon as the ancestor Qin Feng finished his words, the face of the Dao Ling boy became ugly. One of the five Dao Ling guards had already been caught by Changlong Zhenren and his head was exploded, and his soul mark was also cracked.

"How is it? Dao Ling Boy, it won't take long for your Dao Ling Five Guards to become history. Now, I will no longer show mercy to you, the defeated general who has always been." Old Ancestor Qin Feng smiled and said contemptuously.

"You..." Dao Ling Boy was so angry at the disdain of Old Dao Qin. "Dao Qin, today is your death." After Dao Ling Boy finished speaking, he took out a black round bead from his arms.

When the black round beads appeared, the surrounding spiritual energy also rushed towards the black round beads quickly and disappeared on the round beads.

"Spiritual weapon? Impossible..." Seeing the black round beads in the hand of the Dao Ling boy, Qin Feng was shocked and full of fear. He knew about the spiritual weapon, but he had never seen it before. The spiritual weapon had a spirit and could absorb spiritual energy independently. What's more, it was the power of the spiritual weapon, and it was easy to destroy a mountain gate. So he was quite surprised that the Dao Ling boy took out the black round beads.

"Hehe, Old Dao Qin, do you think I'm not ready to come to your Ziwei Sect base camp to grab people? Since you know this black round bead, I won't say much. Give me the boy and the purple dragon sword, otherwise... Hehe, you know the consequences." The boy Dao Ling held the black round bead in his hand, looked at the ancestor Qin Feng in front of him, and sneered.

When he heard the words of the Dao Ling Boy, the ancestor Qin Feng looked ugly and hesitated in an instant. He looked down and asked the boy in black to give up the boy. It was impossible. Other sects may not know his qualifications very well, but he knew very well, so he could not give up the boy. However, if the black round beads in the Dao Ling Boy's hand fell, the Ziwei Sect might turn into gray again, and it would be difficult to make a choice.

While Qin Feng was hesitating, the five Dao Ling guards below died at the hands of Changlong Zhenren. The Changlong Zhenren also returned to its original state, with a weak look on his face and fell directly to the ground.

Seeing the Changlong True Man lying on the ground, Old Ancestor Qin Feng was moved, and then his face was firm, "I want that young man? It's impossible. Even if the Ziwei Sect disappears, I won't hand that young man over to you." Old Ancestor Qin Feng's tone was firm and made up his mind.

Hearing the words of the ancestor Qin Feng, the face of Daoling Boy suddenly became ugly, "Okay...good...good...it's your own destruction, but I'm not a big deal." Daoling Boy had no way out at this time. The black round bead in his hand was thrown into the air, and then rushed towards the Gu San Shao down like lightning.

(End of this chapter)
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