"Elder Chen Tong is a powerful seventh-transformation Saint Immortal...and he was killed in the blink of an eye?"
"Before Elder Chen Tong took action, he said that the young man in purple would be killed in one move... However, the result was that the young man in purple only used two moves to kill him!"
"Who is this young man in purple? How can he be so scary?"
"Killing the powerful seventh-transformation Saint Immortal is like killing a chicken... This young man in purple is probably at least an 'Eighth Transformation Saint Immortal', right?"
…
After a group of patrolling disciples from the Wandering Saint Palace looked at Duan Lingtian again after being shocked, their eyes and faces were full of horror and disbelief.
A few people couldn't help but reach out, pinch their thighs, and slap themselves in the face, as if they wanted to verify whether they were dreaming.
"He...he is so powerful?"
The middle-aged patrolling disciple of the Holy Palace, 'Ding Jianhong', originally thought that the young man in purple in front of him would definitely die. He even thought that the young man in purple would be killed by Chen Tong with one blow and wiped out in ashes...
However, the 'reality' in front of him gave him a bright look.
Someone was indeed killed by the bombing and wiped out in ashes.
However, that person was not the young man in purple, but ‘Chen Tong’ who attacked the young man in purple, the seventh-transformation elder of the Holy Immortal from their Holy Palace!
Ding Jianhong never dreamed of:
The young man in purple in front of me actually possesses such terrifying strength!
"He is not a fifth-transformation Saint Immortal or a powerful Sixth-Transformation Saint Immortal at all...but a 'strong Eighth-Transformation Saint Immortal'!"
Now, Ding Jianhong is also deeply aware of this.
It's not just Ding Jianhong who realizes this.
Even the old patrolling disciple of Yousheng Palace who was afraid of chaos in front of Chen Tong also realized this.
"My lord, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me!"
Almost when Duan Lingtian looked at the elderly patrolling disciple of Yousheng Palace with a calm face, the body of the elderly patrolling disciple of Yousheng Palace trembled violently, and then he knelt down in the void and kept kowtowing to Duan Lingtian to beg for mercy.
Seeing the strength that Duan Lingtian showed just now, this old patrolling disciple of Yousheng Palace could not think of any resistance at all.
What a joke!
Even the seventh-transformation Saint Immortal Elder like Chen Tong and the Yousheng Palace Elder were killed by two moves, let alone a mere ‘Third-Transformation Holy Immortal’ like him!
Because of this, he has now forgotten all about 'dignity' and just begged the young man in purple in front of him to spare his life.
"snort!"
However, the response that the elderly Yousheng Palace elder received was another cold snort from Duan Lingtian.
As soon as Duan Lingtian's cold snort came out, the elderly You Sheng Palace elder was immediately frightened and his body stiffened, his pupils shrank, and his face showed a look of despair.
boom!!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one present saw any movement from Duan Lingtian. It was as if a gust of wind blew by, and when it hit the elderly Yousheng Palace elder who was kneeling there, there was another loud noise like thunder.
After the loud noise, the elderly elder of You Sheng Palace disappeared, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
All that was left in place was a solitary 'Na Ring'.
Suddenly, the scene fell into dead silence again.
The remaining four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, headed by 'Ding Jianhong', did not dare to take a breath or even look at Duan Lingtian again. They lowered their heads one by one, as if they were silently waiting for Duan Lingtian's 'judgment'.
"Wow! Daddy is so powerful, he actually beat them all away..."
Duan Siling danced in Duan Lingtian's arms, her pink and jade face full of excitement.
In the world in her eyes, she only thought that it was her father who beat people away, rather than killing them to the point of leaving nothing behind!
"Run away?"
Duan Siling's words fell into the ears of the four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, making them smile bitterly.
Is this little aunt kidding me?
After seeing the person disappear, will the 'Najie' be automatically released from recognition of the owner and left behind?
"Um?"
Suddenly, Duan Lingtian seemed to notice something, and his eyes fell in the direction of Yousheng Palace.
After a while.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Accompanied by two swift wind whistles, two ghostly figures came quickly from a distance, one behind the other.
The speed of one of them is much faster than the speed of the other.
And he was the first to arrive where Duan Lingtian and others were.
"Who killed my disciple of Yousheng Palace?"
When the visitor appeared, he asked in a deep voice.
"Elder Lin Yuan!"
"Elder Lin Yuan!"
…
Almost as soon as the visitor appeared, Ding Jianhong and the other four disciples patrolling the Holy Palace, who were originally uneasy, became determined and immediately respectfully saluted the visitor.
The person who came was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows. He had a childish face and was wearing a loose robe. He had a rather fairy-like air.
The four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace were determined precisely because the old man in front of them was the best among the elders of Yousheng Palace, and he was an existence of the ‘Eighth Transformation of the Holy Immortal’!
call!
After the elder of the Yousheng Palace, Lin Yuan, another person arrived at the scene.
"Elder Peng Lai!"
"Elder Peng Lai!"
…
Immediately, the four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace also saluted this man.
This person is also an elder of Yousheng Palace, named ‘Peng Lai’. He is a short but muscular middle-aged man.
Of course, his cultivation level is somewhat inferior to that of 'Lin Yuan', because he is only a seventh-transformation Saint Immortal!
"Ding Jianhong, you crushed the jade piece of information and said someone killed our Yousheng Palace disciple 'Chen An'?"
Peng Lai immediately looked at Ding Jianhong and asked in a deep voice.
When Ding Jianhong heard this, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the young man in purple who was holding a little girl not far away.
Suddenly, both Peng Lai and Lin Yuan followed Ding Jianhong's gaze and looked at Duan Lingtian.
"Duan Lingtian!!"
Suddenly, Lin Yuan's pupils shrank, and then he shouted loudly, his voice filled with rage.
In his eyes, bursts of hatred and anger rose, as if they could burn everything!
At this moment, Lin Yuan didn't seem to be looking at a person who killed their disciples from the Yousheng Palace, but more like he was looking at an enemy who killed his father!
"this……"
"What's going on?!"
"Elder Lin Yuan...does he know this young man in purple?"
…
Seeing Lin Yuan like this, both the elder of Yousheng Palace, Peng Lai, and the other four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, including Ding Jianhong, looked confused and had no idea what was going on.
Judging from Lin Yuan's current appearance, it looks more like he has known this young man in purple for a long time, and there seems to be great hatred between him and him!
"Duan Lingtian?"
For a moment, Peng Huihui came to his senses and felt that the name was somewhat familiar.
Finally, he seemed to remember something, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "I remember... the man who killed Elder Lin Yuan's grandson, 'Lin Qigang', seemed to be called 'Duan Lingtian'?"
"Could it be...that's him?!"
When he looked at Duan Lingtian again, Peng Lai couldn't help but feel a kick in his heart.
"You know me?"
On the other side, Duan Lingtian looked shocked.
When the newly arrived elder of Yousheng Palace saw him for the first time, he not only called out his name, but also looked at him with hatred.
It seems that he has a "hate for killing his son and taking away his wife" with him!
Duan Lingtian is extremely sure:
It was definitely the first time for him to meet this elder of Yousheng Palace.
"Of course I know you!"
Lin Yuan laughed angrily, with killing intent in his eyes, "A year ago, my grandson Lin Qigang died in your hands! Unexpectedly, a year later, you actually came to the door in person... Look
God has treated me well!"
Speaking of which, Lin Yuan's murderous aura soared into the sky, mixed with the demonic aura that also shot up into the sky, as if it could break through the sky!
"Lin Qigang?"
Duan Lingtian was startled. Although he felt that the name seemed familiar, he couldn't remember it for a while.
Among the people present at the Yousheng Palace, except for the elder ‘Peng Lai’, who already knew what was going on, the other patrolling disciples all shrank their pupils and looked horrified.
"This Duan Lingtian...is the person who killed Elder Lin Yuan's grandson 'Lin Qigang'?"
"I heard that Elder Lin Yuan's grandson was killed outside the ruins suspected to be left by the Immortal Saint Pattern Master, and that he died in the hands of a demon more powerful than Miss Wen Jing! But I didn't expect that,
That person is him!"
"Is there anything wrong with Duan Lingtian's mind? He killed Elder Lin Yuan's grandson and still wants to join us in the Yousheng Palace?"
"Hmph! Don't forget, he is an 'Eighth Transformation Saint Immortal Powerful' like Elder Lin Yuan!"
"But the problem is... when he killed Elder Lin Yuan's grandson 'Lin Qigang', he also killed Elder He Qing's son 'He Senjie' and Elder Lu Wei's grandson 'Situ Yuji'!"
"He offended the three eighth-transformation elders of the Saint Immortals in our Yousheng Palace all at once, and he still dares to come to our Yousheng Palace... He is very courageous."
…
Several disciples patrolling the Wandering Saint Palace whispered to each other. Although their voices were not loud, they still clearly reached the ears of Duan Lingtian and others.
"Elder He Qing?"
Hearing the whispers of several patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, the elder of Yousheng Palace, 'Peng Lai', secretly shook his head.
That Elder He Qing had died a year ago.
His soul orb was found to be broken a year ago. The Lord of the Yousheng Palace even sent several elders to trace the cause of his death, but they found nothing.
However, He Qing was, after all, the eighth-transformation elder of the Holy Immortal of Yousheng Palace and the backbone of Yousheng Palace, so even if he died, Yousheng Palace still concealed the news of his death.
Therefore, the following disciples of Yousheng Palace still don’t know that He Qing is dead.
"So you are that man's grandfather!"
Hearing the whispers of several patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, Duan Lingtian looked at Lin Yuan again with a look of sudden realization.
"As for the Elder Lin Qing they are talking about... he should be the Elder Yousheng Palace of the Eighth Transformation of the Saint Immortal who was killed by me a year ago, right? That man seems to be He Senjie's father!"
"However, these Yousheng Palace disciples don't seem to know that Lin Qing is dead."