The vulture, with no intention of stopping, opened its mouth again and blew out a wave of breath.
"Master of the Ancestor Family, Yu Xin, you can't stop me, so get out of the way!"
At this moment, a female voice sounded in the air, it was Murong Ziyun who had just arrived!
call!
At the same time as the words rang out, an overwhelming wave of palms hit the vulture, creating a violent sound of breaking wind.
Bang!
The two attacks collided together, and powerful air waves shook in all directions.
Except for Zu Zhenwu and Qin Yuxin, everyone was thrown away and fell to the ground one by one, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
On the other side, Murong Ziyun, who was in mid-air, stabilized after retreating a hundred meters, her face looking slightly pale.
Fortunately, the vulture didn't use all its strength before, otherwise she wouldn't be able to block it either.
At the same time, nearly a hundred figures appeared in the air, all of them without exception were cultivators of the Holy Saint Realm, and they were a group of people from Tianlong City.
After a while, everyone landed in the courtyard square from mid-air, and then dispersed around and joined the battle circle.
The reason why Murong Ziyun and her group appeared here was naturally because Ling Hao had predicted that there would be a fierce battle today, so he had already spoken to her on the phone before.
"Huh?!" After seeing this scene, the man in white was slightly stunned.
Then, he looked in the direction of Murong Ziyun and said, "If your guess is correct, you should be Mrs. Yun from Tianlong City, right?"
"You came just in time to save me from having to make a special trip to Tianlong City!"
"Yuxin, how are you, are you okay?" Murong Ziyun ignored him and turned to look in the direction of Qin Yuxin and others and said loudly.
"Mom, we're fine, go and see Ah Hao!" Qin Yuxin responded loudly.
"Yeah!" Murong Ziyun dodged and rushed in the direction of Ling Hao.
After a while, he came to the big hole that Ling Hao had made and said with a worried look on his face: "Hao'er, how are you?"
While speaking, he walked quickly to Ling Hao.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine!" Ling Hao smiled faintly, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.
At this time, his aura showed no signs of disorder, and some of his skin injuries had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Hao'er, have you made a breakthrough?" Murong Ziyun's eyes widened after checking Ling Hao's aura.
"Yeah!" Ling Hao smiled again and nodded.
Just as Murong Ziyun said, he who had only half-stepped into the ninth-level realm had indeed made a breakthrough!
The reason why he fought so desperately against the vulture before was obviously to push himself to the limit in order to seize the opportunity.
Fortunately, he succeeded!
Qin Yuxin and everyone on the side couldn't help but perked up after hearing the conversation between the two.
They didn't expect Ling Hao to break through at this time!
"You actually broke through?!"
At this time, the man in white also arrived a hundred meters away, with a look of surprise on his face.
"What a surprise?" Ling Hao and his mother walked out of the pit: "Have you thought carefully about the question I just asked?"
"It's interesting. I'm becoming more and more interested in you!" The man in white narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Really?" Ling Hao replied lightly and then looked at Murong Ziyun: "Mom, you give way first, I will handle it!"
"He is a third-level God Emperor, let's go together!" Murong Ziyun responded.
"It's okay, I can give it a try!" Ling Hao responded.
"Haha, you are really too naive. Do you think there is hope if you break through to the ninth level of sainthood?" The man in white smiled.
"Don't say you are only a ninth-grade Holy Saint. Even if you are a first-grade Divine Emperor like your mother, there is still no possibility!"
"Today, all of you have only two choices, surrender or die!"
"What a loud tone!" At this moment, an old man's voice sounded.
At the same time as the voice sounded, a white-haired old man was seen coming from the direction of the mountain behind the ancestral manor.
