Although Nangong Ling is indeed quite hated, he is after all a man of the hour among the golden disciples, and his strength is unfathomable.
Wang Teng is far from his opponent now.
It would be of no benefit to Wang Teng to really anger Nangong Ling.
The purple moon dances all over the city, and Xuan Xun also nods.
Even if they suffered great grievances, they did not want Wang Teng to be in danger.
In their opinion, Wang Teng's safety is the most important thing.
Wang Teng chuckled. After going through so many ups and downs, the only people who were truly good to him were the family members around him.
He couldn't help but make up his mind that as long as he was alive for a day, he would never let them be bullied in any way.
He has a strong desire for martial arts. Although as his strength continues to improve, Wu Qingcheng and others can no longer keep up with him, but he still wants to keep them safe in the process of improvement.
.........The Golden Mountain Range is among an extraordinary mountain peak.
In the palace, Nangong Ling is practicing.
Although his dojo, Nangong Peak, has been lost to Wang Teng, he is a popular figure among the golden disciples after all, so it is still very easy to find a dojo.
This is the new dojo he opened this month. It is blessed with thirty-six spirit gathering formations. The entire mountain is also full of spiritual energy and lingering purple energy.
It's just much inferior to Nangong Peak.
Boom! After practicing to a certain point, Nangong Ling's closed eyes finally opened suddenly, and suddenly two terrifying eyes shot out from the bottom of his eyes, like a heavenly sword unsheathed, with a sharp momentum, piercing the void and transforming
It is powder.
This momentum alone is enough to make ordinary golden disciples frightened, unable to bear it, and seriously injured.
Nangong Ling exhaled a breath and calmed down all his momentum. There was a moment of indifference on his handsome face. He looked up at the door and said, "Come in."
"yes!"
The door opened, and a man in blue walked in. He immediately bowed and said, "I have met Mr. Nangongling."
He is the 59th ranked Wu Zidao among the golden disciples. He is also a well-known figure in the Immortal Mansion. Wherever he goes, he will be respected by many disciples.
In front of Nangong Ling, he was very respectful.
He clearly knew how big the gap was between himself and Nangong Ling.
This is a leader among the golden disciples, and there are few young people in the entire Beihua Immortal Mansion who can compare with him.
His current status has a lot to do with Nangong Ling. After all, in the circle of golden disciples, there are also many factions. Without a "boss" to protect him, it will be difficult to move forward.
He was the disciple who was attached to Nangong Ling, so he called Nangong Ling "sir" instead of senior brother.
"Wu Zidao, I asked you to go to Nangong Peak and drive out all Wang Teng's bastard family members. How did it go?"
Nangong Ling smiled lightly.
Nangong Peak is a rare paradise, and it also symbolizes his face, so he naturally wants to take it back.
Dongfang Wei sent people to Tianjihai to assassinate Wang Teng, who was expected to be dead by now.
That's why he sent people to rob it and humiliate Wang Teng's family.
This kid Wang Teng has repeatedly opposed him since he came to the Immortal Mansion. Even if he dies, he will not let his family go easily.
"To inform Lord Nangongling, Liu Hai has gone."
Wu Zidao smiled bitterly, as if he had something to hide.
"What, is it done now?"
Nangong Ling asked.
"No, they were all destroyed."
Wu Zidao's tone was trembling, and then he waved to the door. Suddenly a group of disciples came in, carrying seven stretchers. On the stretchers were seven golden disciples. All of them had their limbs cut off and their meridians disabled, like dead dogs.
, unconscious and miserable.
Even if he is cured, he is still a cripple.
"Liu Tian..." Nangong Ling's pupils shrank and he shouted: "What's going on? How could they become like this?"
He had an extremely limited number of golden disciples, and each one was of great use. All of a sudden, seven golden disciples were deposed, which felt like a stab to him, and it hurt his heart.
Then his face turned furious.
Among the golden disciples, there are people who dare to touch his people, so brave.
"Wang Teng did it."
Wu Zidao said with a trembling voice.
"Wang Teng?"
Nangong Ling was immediately shocked. He couldn't believe his ears and said, "He's not dead?"
"Yes, maybe Liu Hai and others missed it. They didn't come back, but Wang Teng came back. He injured them like this, maybe to humiliate you."
Wu Zidao said in fear.
"OK!"
Nangong Ling gritted his teeth fiercely and smashed the table in front of him with a bang. This kid was really capable of surviving. Even Liu Hai and several golden disciples couldn't kill him in the Tianji Sea.
He also crippled Liu Tian and others, which was obviously a slap in his face.
At this moment, the murderous aura in his body was pouring out like a vast ocean, and he could not control it.
"Now, I am going to take action, cut his body into thousands of pieces, crush his bones and spread his ashes, so that he will know what the real capital punishment is in this world."
He clenched his fists, stood up suddenly, and was about to walk out of the palace door angrily.
He couldn't bear it anymore and didn't want Wang Teng to live another second.
If this incident spreads, his face in Nangongling will be even more embarrassing.
"Sir, please don't mess around."
Wu Zidao's expression changed. Nangong Ling was a man of great influence, and Wang Teng was just a newcomer who had just been promoted to the Golden Disciple. If he tried to attack Wang Teng, the master of the palace would definitely jump out, and Nangong Ling might even fall.
What kind of excuse, being taken away by the palace master, the gain outweighs the loss.
Nangong Ling seemed to understand this. He paused and gritted his teeth secretly. During the confrontation with Wang Teng, he found that he was very passive.
Every time he failed in Wang Teng's hands, it was extremely embarrassing.
"Then what should I do? Just let this kid live happily, catch up with me day by day, and then drag me down from the altar?"
Nangong Ling's eyes flashed with coldness.
Wang Teng's improvement in strength made him completely aware of the threat.
Not long after he entered the golden disciple ranks, Liu Tian's seven masters joined forces, but none of them could be his opponent.
According to his estimation, he is almost invincible in the Great Emperor Realm now.
His strength has increased too quickly. If he is not killed, he will be difficult to control in the future.
If you give him some more time, he might really be able to catch up with you.
"Master Nangongling, don't worry for now. No matter how fast this kid jumps, there is still a big gap between him and you.
Besides, don’t you know the recent news about the “Qihua Mountains”?”
Wu Zi Daoyin smiled.
"Of course I know."
Nangong Ling nodded.
The Qihua Mountain Range is a famous mountain in the Heavenly God Realm. It is countless thousands of miles wide and covers countless starry skies. It is extremely huge.
Recently, the news about the appearance of "ancient zombies" in the Qihua Mountains has caused quite a stir.
