Hearing this, an elegant middle-aged man in the sea of spirits not far away twitched his ears and looked towards Wei Zong.
"Are you saying that we are ants?"
He looked sulky, and the surrounding spiritual sea powerhouses were also a little dissatisfied. Everyone looked at Wei Zong. The superimposed power of a group of spiritual sea powerhouses was frightening. Many Tiangang casual cultivators present were trembling, their legs shaking.
They were so weak that they couldn't even stand firmly, even though the power was not directed at them.
Wei Zong didn't seem to feel the other party's power, and he still downplayed it.
"Yes, so what."
It caused an uproar all of a sudden. The cultivators thought he would deny it, but they didn't expect him to admit it. Many people looked excited. Is this going to start a fight? If these two groups fight, they might have
An opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
Different from the excitement of the casual cultivators, the faces of the Linghai powerhouses were gloomy. The elegant middle-aged man who spoke first took a step forward and said: "Why did you insult us? If you don't give me an explanation today, Tang
I mustn’t let your blood splatter on the spot.”
His words were full of threats and murderous intent.
"Master Tang, could you please let me have a few words with this brother?"
At this tense moment, Di Yun stood up and said sincerely to Wei Zong: "Brother, it is true that we had some minor conflicts before. But why would you vent your dissatisfaction on the elders?
After all, they are all respectable people. If you are dissatisfied with me, just rush to me and I will have nothing to say."
Then, he pointed to the spiritual sea powerhouses around him and said, "If you are willing to apologize to everyone, we can forget about this matter."
After listening to his words, the impression of Di Yun among the cultivators changed a lot. They thought he was just a dude from a wealthy family, but they didn't expect him to be so reasonable. At the same time, they also felt a little regretful. With Di Yun mediating him, it seemed that
I can't fight anymore.
To their surprise, Wei Zong's disdainful voice sounded.
"Come on, do you think I don't know about your plans? You want to join forces and kill us warriors who are not from the Tianyun Kingdom first. There is nothing wrong with it. To put it bluntly, it's just to see who has stronger fists."
He looked at the spiritual sea around Di Yun and continued: "Why are you showing off here? You are really a bitch and you want to build an archway."
The warriors present looked at Di Yun with disdain, "You guys are in the same group, and you are performing a double act here."
Under the contempt of everyone, Di Yun's face turned red and white. At this time, a hand touched his shoulder. It was the head of the Tang family just now.
The strange thing is that the angry look on his face just now has disappeared, replaced by a calm look.
"Okay, Your Highness. I have already told you that if a group of us swarm up, they will definitely die. Why do you need to tell them so much? Just send them on their way."
Tang Xuefeng's face was calm, as if the anger just now was all fake.
Di Yun took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "What the Tang family leader taught you is that it was my fault."
Then, his hypocritical expression disappeared, he looked at Wei Zong indifferently, and said to the Linghai powerhouses around him: "Everyone, please take action."
"Your Highness, if you had told me earlier, I would have been unhappy with the boy."
A group of strong men from the spiritual sea surrounded Wei Zong and the others.
The atmosphere gradually became solemn, and the casual cultivators were excited. A fight was about to start. The scene would be chaotic later, and they might be able to benefit from it. The casual cultivators present were all desperadoes, although in their realm they wanted to be in the spiritual world.
In the battle of the sea, fishing in troubled waters is very dangerous, but wealth and wealth can be found in danger. If they didn't even have this courage, they wouldn't be able to cultivate to the level they are today.
However, they were disappointed.
Among the powerful men of Linghai, a big man frowned and glanced at the casual cultivators nearby who were watching the fun, and said: "You people, get out of here right now!"
All the casual cultivators are unwilling to accept it, but they don’t intend to leave just like that.
"Haha, I'm afraid these mud-legged people are still thinking about how to profit from the chaos later!" Beside the big man, an old man in a big red robe surrounded a circle of casual cultivators and said indifferently.
Seeing that the casual cultivators did not pay attention to his words, the big man roared: "You didn't even hear what I said, get out!"
His roar was like thunder, and all the casual cultivators who heard it groaned, and some of the weaker ones even had blood flowing from their ears.
A scribe in Tsing Yi who seemed to be quite prestigious among the casual cultivators stood up, clasped his fists to the big man, and said respectfully: "Senior, we just want to drink some soup behind you seniors, and we have no intention of fishing in troubled waters. I beg you all.
Senior, could you please be lenient and allow me to wait here...uh, uh..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man in red robe beside the big man became impatient. He waved his hand, and a black light flew out from his palm. At first, it was just a mist, but when he was next to the scribe in green, it turned into a mist.
The giant black claws held him tightly in the palm of the hand. The giant claws tightened, and the Tsing Yi scribe's face turned red. His lungs were squeezed, and he couldn't even say a word. He could only make meaningless gurgling sounds from his throat.
Voice.
"Hmph, tell them whatever you say, and if they don't go away, I'll kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in red robe suddenly grasped his palm. A popping sound was heard, and the young scribe was crushed into a bloody mist by the giant black claws, and no bones were left.
Then, each spiritual sea powerhouse used their own methods and began to massacre the nearby casual cultivators. Seeing that the situation was not good, the casual cultivators wanted to escape.
It's a pity that it's too late. It's as easy as killing a chicken for a strong person in the spiritual sea realm to kill them, not to mention there are so many strong people from the spiritual sea present. Except for a few people who are still staring at Wei Zong and the others, all the other strong people from the spiritual sea are participating.
fought.
The most impressive thing was the old man in red robe. His previous giant claw began to grow in size.
At first it was only as big as a person, but then it swelled in the wind, and in the end it was about a mile in diameter, enough to cover the sky and the sun.
The giant claw covered the sky, and with one suction, countless casual cultivators screamed and were sucked towards the giant claw, and then turned into flesh.
After a while, all the casual cultivators present were slaughtered, and there were corpses everywhere.
Wei Zong and others are still watching with cold eyes, and we can't blame them for being ruthless. Since those casual cultivators have the idea of lucky, which prevents them from leaving, then don't blame anyone if they die. Life is worthless in this world.
Ruan Yan couldn't bear it, but she didn't dare to do anything if her young master didn't say anything. Besides, with her strength, she couldn't do anything.
After dealing with the scattered cultivators, the spiritual sea powerhouses surrounded them again. The red-robed old man who had been so popular before said with a sinister smile: "Everyone, it's your turn, get ready to hit the road."
Although he said it lightly, he was still secretly vigilant and prepared. After all, these people in front of him were in the spiritual sea realm, and they were not as easy to deal with as those casual cultivators. Although there were many people on their side, they might have some trump cards in the fight.
.
Hearing this, the maid Ruan Yan was a little nervous. She glanced at his young master and saw that he still had a calm face, so she felt relieved. Qin Shang sneered and didn't bother to speak.
Wei Zong slowly turned his head to the old man in red robe, his eyes locked firmly on him, making the old man in red robe's scalp numb.