A loud noise suddenly came from the mountain behind Qingyao.
Everyone saw in horror that the disappearing spiritual palm appeared out of thin air thousands of miles away and fell with a crash, flattening a mountain peak.
"hiss…"
"What kind of method is this?! To reverse the situation?"
"Is it the imperial realm?"
Countless screams suddenly sounded, and even Zhu Jie swallowed hard at this time.
With his strength, Qingcang is considered to be the most powerful being, a person who respects the Taoist Ancestor.
With just a palm strike, although he didn't use all his strength, even the Supreme Lord of Heaven would never be able to stop it easily.
What's more, using such weird means to move thousands of miles away?
Inexplicably, Zhu Jie felt a chill in his heart. He always felt that today... his deadline was approaching.
He raised his head and looked at where the black light was spreading, and saw an extremely graceful figure descending from the sky, stepping on the wind and thunder.
At this moment, the world collapsed, and the immeasurable killing began to revive.
Among the crowd, Pang Yun, the great elder of the Killing Temple, suddenly changed his expression, his whole body was filled with aura, and he wanted to escape from this place.
Qingyang is dead, and now it seems that this mysterious man who suddenly appeared must be the real strong man of the Ling clan.
And as Qingyang's lackey, he will definitely die today.
If you take advantage of the chaos and escape, you might still have a chance of survival.
When this person kills Zhu Jie, he will probably have no chance of surviving!!
"Buzz!"
However, the moment Pang Yun's figure just moved, he saw that the sky was thousands of miles away, and the wind and clouds changed again.
And the figure that was originally walking through the air mysteriously disappeared from where it was.
Pang Yun's face suddenly turned pale, and a chill rose in his heart.
At this moment, he seemed to see that the space in front of him was strangely distorted, and a white and slender plain hand penetrated the sky and printed lightly.
"No…"
Even though Pang Yun was a second-grade Heavenly Supreme, he felt a kind of creepy panic at this moment. Divine radiance surged on his palm, heading towards the jade hand.
"Puch!!"
only!!
The moment their palms touched, Pang Yun's eyes suddenly widened.
And his entire arm shattered open, and half of his body was torn apart by a terrifying and strange force.
There is no way to resist, or even...no room to fight back.
"Boom!"
Blood is spilled and the sky is dark.
The blood rain containing the supreme power suppressed the Taoist charm of the entire world.
However, before Pang Yun could react, he saw that plain hand reaching out again and lightly touching the top of his head.
"Puch!!"
This time, Pang Yun couldn't even resist, and his head shattered into pieces the moment the jade hand fell.
The divine blood fell, crushing the ancient mountains and turning thousands of miles of space into powder.
All the elders and disciples of the Killing Temple retreated in horror, but there were still some unlucky people who were covered up by the power of the divine blood and destroyed physically and mentally.
The sky is dark and the sun is dark.
And in that darkness, a figure finally gradually appeared.
It was a slim and graceful woman dressed in black, with a charming face and graceful grace.
There was a faint chill on her face, like the coldest frost in the sky.
But even so, her beauty is still breathtaking and fascinating.
Wisps of colorful mist spread outside its body, swallowing up the light, and containing the supreme power to suppress the mountains and seas.
"You...who are you?"
Zhu Jie's lips trembled slightly, and his tone was filled with panic.
The Ling clan has a profound heritage and has countless strong people. This is the consensus of Qing Cang.
It's just that this clan has always been hidden from the world and rarely appears in the world.
Ling Yuanxing alone is enough to shock all races.
However, the strength of the woman in front of him is obviously still above Ling Yuanxing.
"You dare to take action against me, the young master of the Ling clan, as a supreme being, old man, you really deserve to die."
The butterfly stood in the void, looking down at Ling Xiao, with a hint of concern in its eyes.
Ever since Ling Xiao sent a message to her to come, Mi Die has been tearing apart the void all the way from the God's Battlefield without stopping, rushing to this northwest land.
But even so, if she had been a moment late, Ling Xiao might have been suppressed.
With Mi Die's temperament, she rarely shows such angry emotions.
But in her eyes, not to mention being suppressed, even if Ling Xiao was injured at all, it would be a serious crime that will not be forgiven for nine days!!
"I...I didn't know he was the young master of the Ling clan...I..."
At this time, Zhu Jie was already panicking in his heart.
Logically speaking, the World Lord Palace controls the heaven and earth, and he should be above all living beings.
But, the Ling clan is different!
This ancient clan is a force that even the Realm Lord is afraid of. How can he, the second elder of the Shadow Soul Palace, compete with them?
Although the aura of the woman in front of him was still at the supreme level, her combat power was terrifying.
Although Pang Yun's cultivation level was only at the second level of Heavenly Sovereign, even if Zhu Jie wanted to kill him, he would definitely try his best.
But just now, this woman only waved two palms and killed a Heavenly Supreme!
absurd!!
Are the Taikouling Clan really so terrifying?
From the ancestors to the young masters, they are all so evil that they are invincible in the same territory, and even kill enemies across borders?
"Your ignorance is not a stick for you to rely on to ask for forgiveness. When I, the young master of the Ling clan, came into the world, the Ling clan never intervened in the fight between my peers, but...if someone relies on his old age and betrays his old age, there will only be one end."
Mi Die's voice was cold and contained unquestionable majesty.
It was as if the elder of the Shadow Soul Palace in front of her, who had reached the fifth level of Heavenly Sovereign, was just an ant that could be killed with a wave of her hand.
"No...it was him. He was the one who killed the descendant of my Shadow Soul Palace, the Ling Clan. This is a provocation!! Do you really want to declare war on my Realm Lord Palace?!"
Zhu Jie looked sad and angry, and wanted to escape, but he did not dare to act rashly.
The method Mi Die showed just now is really too shocking.
Especially that kind of control over the void, which is simply not something that ordinary supreme powerhouses can compete with.
At the very least, Zhu Jie didn't think that he could escape from the hands of this Ling clan supreme.
"act recklessly!"
"Ancestor Mi Die."
only!!
Just when Mi Die's eyes were cold and she was about to take action, she heard Ling Xiao suddenly call softly.
"Huh? Young Master..."
The chill on Mi Die's face dissipated almost instantly, and her eyes looking at Ling Xiao were filled with unspeakable tenderness.
"hiss."
With such a look, even Ling Xiao felt a chill in his body, as if...a mountain torrent was pouring out of nowhere. Once there was a crack, it would definitely be...a flood.
"Senior, you just said...that I killed Qingyang in order to declare war on your Shadow Soul Palace?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, with gentle eyes, completely different from when he suppressed Qingyang before.
"Isn't it?"
Zhu Jie snorted coldly, suppressing the fear in his heart.
Ling Xiao's actions today undoubtedly brought shame on the World Lord Palace. Even if he died here today, I am afraid that in the future... the seven major temples will avenge him and Qingyang.
"Haha, it turns out that I am too stupid and naive, and I have too much trust in the so-called light and justice in this world."
Ling Xiao let out a long sigh, his eyes were filled with changes, and the pain on his face made all the strong men in the Killing Temple around him feel their hearts sinking.