Under Lan Yang Yushi's stare, Li Zhengqi felt his heart beating faster. He clenched his palms and looked at Lan Yang Yushi. His eyes were full of determination, which meant that it was better to break the jade than to be full!

Lan Yang Yushi smiled faintly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. He looked at the monks below and said in a deep voice: "This time, a million troops of Lianzun Sect gathered in Qudu City, and my five major sects rushed to fight. The reason was that Fang Ling, as a real person in the country, had resigned without permission and failed to inform the information of Lianzun Sect in time, which caused such serious consequences!"

"For such people who are greedy for life and fear death and who leave their posts without permission, behead them!"

The word "Slaying" is said by Lan Yang Yushi, without any room for negotiation. When this word is said, it contains the pressure of Lan Yang Yushi's mental power. The real people standing below all felt cold in their hearts.

The moment when Lan Yang Yushi announced the result, Li Zhengqi first breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart became tighter. He breathed a sigh of relief because Lan Yang Yushi was not targeting any of the three Jindan real people, but his heart was tighter, but he was nervous for Fang Ling.

As a magic weapon, Fang Ling has half hope to achieve the Golden Pill. Once Fang Ling becomes the Jindan Zhenren, their Zhendao Sect will have much better life. Now, Lan Yang Yushi wants to kill Fang Ling, why doesn’t he feel heartbroken!

After a moment of pondering, Li Zhengqi stepped forward and said, "Ancestor Lan Yang, all the ancestors, Fang Ling had no choice but to leave Qudu City. He was besieged by six foundation-building monks of Lianzun Sect. If he did not escape, there was only one way to die. Please forgive him for his sake for his unsuccessful love!"

"Stop! Where can you speak here? If I don't hold you accountable for your crime of being poorly disciplined by the Zhendao Sect, I'll be open to the Internet. I won't give it back!" As Lan Yang Yushi spoke, his robe sleeves spread out, and a surge of pressure pressed towards Li Zhengqi.

Although Li Zhengqi tried hard to stand firm in his script, he still stepped back several steps involuntarily. He looked at the coldness of Lan Yang Yushi. After hesitating for a moment, he knelt down on the ground and said to Mrs. Baofeng: "Although Baofeng Ancestor Fang Ling is wrong, he will not die of sin. Please give him a chance to make meritorious service with guilt!"

Mrs. Baofeng frowned and said lightly: "If it were at other times, you could give him a chance to make meritorious service. However, it is the time of the decisive battle with the Lian Zun Sect. You must not be confused by a small foundation-building monk. You should retreat!"

Mrs. Baofeng's words were like a final decision, which made Li Zhengqi's heart fall into the bottom of the valley. His eyes looked at the other two Nascent Soul Ancestors, and they saw that these two were cold and had no intention of talking.

At this moment, Li Zhengqi's heart was filled with grief and anger. As a great elder of a sect, how could he not see it? The so-called resignation without mercy. The so-called greed for life and fear of death, all of this is an excuse. They only have one purpose, that is, to kill Fang Ling!

The reason for killing Fang Ling is not only that, but everyone present also understands who made Fang Ling beat Dong Haoran from Lishan Palace and became the first among the five major sect foundation-building disciples, who made Fang Ling the perfect match for the magic weapon, and who made Fang Ling in the Zhendao Sect? If Fang Ling was in other sects, he would definitely be able to get shelter, but with the current strength of the Zhendao Sect, let alone protect Fang Ling, a genius, even if he was in the Zhendao Sect, he would not be able to protect himself!

In the past, Mrs. Baofeng supported the Zhendao Sect very much, but now her attitude is abnormal. What does this mean? This shows that in Mrs. Baofeng's eyes, she also does not want the Zhendao Sect to bottom out and rebound, survive in the Jedi, and rise rapidly, and she also does not want the Zhendao Sect to produce another Jindan Zhenren.

For a moment, Li Zhengqi felt angry and wanted to say everything he thought in his heart. He wanted to point out, no, it was to expose, expose the actual thoughts of these hypocritical ancestors of the Nascent Soul, and reveal their true faces to everyone.

However, just when he was about to speak, Jia Chenan, who was standing behind him, stomped his feet hard. This stomp immediately made Li Zhengqi wake up. He was the great elder of the Zhendao Sect. For the survival of the Zhendao Sect, he had to endure this tone. But Fang Ling is almost the greatest hope of the Zhendao Sect now. How could he be willing to do so? How could he be...

But what if he is unwilling to give up? Although he is the great elder of the Zhendao Sect, what is the use of facing the Nascent Soul Ancestor? After taking a deep breath, Li Zhengqi stood up from the ground. At this time, Li Zhengqi felt that a lot of energy and energy in his body were taken away at once. He felt a sense of powerless fatigue. Although this feeling of fatigue would disappear quickly for Jindan Zhenren, the feeling in his heart could not be eliminated in a moment.

Mr. Lan Yang glanced down indifferently, and then said, "Li Zhengqi, take Fang Ling here at 3 o'clock tomorrow. I will let him walk on the immortal-killing platform in front of the monks of the five sects!"

Speaking of this, Lan Yang Yushi said with a cold expression: "I don't want any accidents to happen at this time, do you understand Li Zhengqi?"

"Disciple understand!" The moment these four words were spoken, Li Zhengqi's heart began to drip. He knew that from now to noon tomorrow, it would be Fang Ling's last time, and he, the great elder, was helpless. Lan Yang Yushi's words were actually the drunkard warning him, and once he secretly let Fang Ling go, the one waiting for him to have the entire Zhendao Sect would be a disaster.

After talking about the battle with the Jiulian Sect, everyone scattered from the hall. The moment Lan Yang Yushi and four Yuanying ancestors closed at the hall gate, they turned into four streams of light and came to a small cave.

"Lan Yang, it's a bit too much for you to deal with a young man like this!" Sun Dali said with a hint of sarcasm after sitting down on a stone bench.

A trace of coldness flashed in Lan Yang Yushi's eyes, but then he smiled and said, "Brother Sun, don't you want this person to die? You did not object when I spoke just now!"

Sun Dali snorted but did not speak, while Qi Tianjun on the other side laughed and said, "Just a little ant, why both Taoist brothers are hurting him? If you die, you will die. You can only blame him for his bad luck!"

Mrs. Baofeng nodded and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Qi is right. I can only blame him for his bad luck. He shouldn't be too outstanding when he was born in the Zhendao Sect."

The four of them stopped talking for a while. Finally, Sun Dali laughed and said, "Lan Yang Yushi, it seems that I would like to congratulate you here. Dong Haoran from your Lishan Palace will be the first in the foundation building of the five major sects in the future!"

This sentence was obviously not a good thing, but Lan Yang Yushi pretended not to understand and laughed: "Brother Dali said something is a bit inappropriate. It should be the four major sects!"

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"Bang!" Li Zhengqi threw a tea bowl to the ground fiercely. At this moment, he was like a lion trapped in beasts, roaring loudly: "They...they, the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, do not regard us as human beings. Just for this nonsense, they would kill the most outstanding disciples of our Zhendao Sect. As the great elder of the Zhendao Sect, I could only watch this disciple die in vain. This made me see the ancestors of the Zhendao Sect, and how did I face the disciples of the Zhendao Sect!"

Jia Chenan and Xu Feiqiong looked at Li Zhengqi with an ice-like expression. Are they also full of anger? Seeing that the Zhendao Sect will not pass for many days, another Jindan true person will appear, and the Zhendao Sect will have hope of rising again. For this day, they have been struggling for many years. Just when they finally saw a glimmer of hope, reality gave them a severe blow. This blow made them angry and even more frightened. What does the four Nascent Soul Ancestors joining forces to kill them? It means that their hope for the rise of the Zhendao Sect is already extinct.

Unless among the three of them, someone suddenly becomes the Nascent Soul Ancestor, but how is this possible? Not to mention that their cultivation is still far from the Nascent Soul Ancestor, just saying that the terrifyingly low success rate makes them dare not have any hope of breaking through Nascent Soul.

"Senior Brother, you can't blame you for this matter. Wood is so beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Fang Ling also has this disaster. We can't destroy the entire Zhendao Sect for himself!" Xu Feiqiong pondered for a moment and persuaded softly.

Jia Chenan also advised: "Senior Brother, we are now powerless to turn the world back, and we can only take one step at a time. The most important thing at the moment is to be able to keep the Taoist tradition of my Zhendao Sect immortal in this decisive battle with the Lianzun Sect." The three of them pondered for a while. If they had a lot of hope before, then more were desperate now. They all knew that their Zhendao Sect was like a piece of fat on a chopping board, and there was no room for resistance at all.

"Senior brother, Fang Ling is still in seclusion. I think it's better to call him out and ask him to arrange his funeral?" Xu Feiqiong raised his head and asked softly. Li Zhengqiu nodded. He knew that Fang Ling would definitely not be able to escape. Not to mention that their Zhendao Sect would not dare to let Fang Ling go, I'm afraid that Lan Yang Yushi had sent many people to monitor the headquarters of their Zhendao Sect. What's more, the spiritual consciousness of the Yuanying Ancestor could instantly cover a hundred miles of area, and Fang Ling could not escape their palms at all!

"Senior brother, let's not disturb him for now. Maybe Fang Ling can understand the Seven Killings of the White Tiger. If that is the case, our Zhendao Sect and Fang Ling will still have hope!" Jia Chen'an hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice.

Li Zhengqi and Xu Feiqiong's eyes fell on Jia Chenan at the same time. Both of them knew that although Jia Chenan's proposal sounded good, this hope was almost zero. After all, Fang Ling is not a real person in Jindan. After all, it took decades for the three of them to understand the other three pictures.

And Fang Ling only has one day! (To be continued...)
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