"The elder of the holy religion? The first divine envoy?"
Above the void, terrifying figures suddenly emerged.
In front of the crowd, Ling Tianlin was dressed in a white robe and frowned slightly.
Those pair of deep and indifferent eyes are like the abyss of heaven and earth, making people feel fear at a glance.
He noticed it from the moment Shuirou appeared in Hantian City.
And with the current status of the Ling tribe in Eastern Xinjiang, no one dares to be so presumptuous and fly in the air above Hantian City.
A fifth-grade God Emperor is already at the top of the Eastern Border.
And this Shui Rou's appearance is really a bit strange.
It turned out that he was actually an elder of the Holy Religion.
Of course, if she were just an ordinary Holy Religion elder, Ling Tianlin would have had one hundred and thirty-seven ways to make her disappear mysteriously in Eastern Xinjiang.
But she just said, the first divine envoy?
Ling Tianlin naturally knew about this most mysterious envoy of the Holy Religion.
It is said that this person has a golden face and has never shown his true face, but his cultivation has already reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth.
But, why would this number one divine envoy send people to his Ling clan?
Suddenly, Ling Tianlin seemed to have a guess in his mind.
Ling Xiao!!
Now among the Ling clan, Xiao'er is the only one who is not in Eastern Xinjiang. Although Ling Tianlin has given him many protective objects, his identity is doomed to a life of danger.
If he hadn't had other plans, Ling Tianlin would have sent someone to capture him.
"Are you the leader of the Ling clan?"
Shui Rou glanced at Ling Tianlin in horror. She could easily detect the cultivation levels of the several god emperors present, but this calm middle-aged man seemed to have an immortal spirit lingering around him, blocking her consciousness.
"That's right! Why did the elder come to our Ling clan?"
Ling Tianlin looked indifferent, and as his eyes opened and closed, countless visions appeared.
"I heard that the young master of your clan is named Ling Xiao. I wonder if he is in the clan now?"
Shui Rou's beautiful eyes were burning, staring intently at Ling Tianlin's face, as if she didn't want to let go of his every expression.
She originally heard the name Ling Xiao mentioned by the divine messenger.
Although she didn't know how a mere young man from the ancient tribe could attract the attention of the Lord God Envoy so much.
But, we don’t dare to ask.
"Oh? I wonder what the elder is asking about Xiao'er?"
The murderous intent in Ling Tianlin's eyes suddenly turned cold.
No matter what happened to this holy envoy, he had no intention of letting him go easily.
Now Ling Xiao's journey to immortality has just begun, and this land of the Holy State is just an experience for him.
Only by passing the test can one obtain supreme honor.
"Haha, it's okay. The clan leader just needs to tell me whether Young Master Ling Xiao is in the clan or not. If not, where did he go?"
Shui Rou smiled calmly, and in her jade hand, a brilliant golden talisman shone brightly.
At this time, in Hantian City, the vassals of the Ling clan had already walked out of the clan palace and looked into the void.
Among them, there was a thin and tall young man, with a hint of gloom between his brows.
"Clan leader, why did this holy sect elder suddenly inquire about the whereabouts of Young Master Ling Xiao? Could it be..."
Behind the young man, an old man asked softly.
"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, so as not to bring undue disaster to our Qin clan."
The young man is wearing a golden robe and a golden crown. He is the current leader of the Qin clan, Qin Leng.
Now that the general situation in Eastern Border has been determined, the Supreme Sect will either be destroyed or remain hidden from the world like a misty Taoist palace.
The Ling clan is the well-deserved overlord of Eastern Xinjiang.
As his vassal, Qin Leng also moved his entire family to Hantian City to show his loyalty.
In just one year, the leader of the Qin clan has made great progress in his cultivation.
Although the first-grade Shenhou cannot be compared with Ling Tian and others, looking at Eastern Xinjiang, he can still be called a top monster.
Of course, after taking advantage of the ancient clan's heritage and practicing hard for a year, Qin Leng has just stepped into the realm of the Divine Lord, and his talent is indeed limited.
"Yes! Clan leader."
The elder of the Qin clan narrowed his eyes slightly and finally did not dare to say anything.
But Qin Leng just looked at the many figures in the sky indifferently, without a trace of emotion on his face.
Qin tribe?
Wasn’t it destroyed long ago?
If I can use this clan to make the young master lower his eyes to me, why not destroy it again?
It's a pity that he won't, he won't look at me at all.
Just because I am weak.
In his eyes, maybe feelings are really just a bondage, right?
In this case, sir, don't blame me.
"Are you questioning me? Elder, this is the Ling clan, not the Holy Religion! Do you really think you can do whatever you want in our clan just because you are an elder of the Holy Religion?"
Ling Tianlin snorted coldly, but never responded directly.
With the current strength of the Ling clan, they really cannot gain any advantage against the God Lord.
Realm suppression is really difficult to break.
But even if the God Lord comes in person, he may not be able to wipe out the Ling clan easily.
He saw the transmission talisman in Shuirou's hand. It was obvious that the conversation between the two at this time had been transmitted to the ears of the first divine envoy by her.
only!
Ling Tianlin has not yet figured out why the first divine envoy inquired about Xiao'er's whereabouts, so he does not dare to reveal it easily, lest it disrupt Ling Xiao's plan.
He had secretly known what Ling Xiao had done this year.
This kid is really becoming more and more mature and steady.
In this way, even if he goes to the upper world, he can feel completely at ease.
There was the beginning of his true journey to immortality.
"Master Ling's words are wrong. I'm just following orders. Besides, if the Holy Cult really intends to destroy your Ling clan, I won't be the one here now."
Shui Rou snorted coldly, no matter how powerful the Ling clan was, it was just an ancient clan in Shengzhou.
The words "Suppression by the Divine Lord" and "Holy Religion" represent the power of God.
"presumptuous!!"
Ling Tianlin's expression became stern, and a mysterious light suddenly flashed around his body.
An invisible force swept across the heaven and earth, the sky darkened, and strong winds sprang up.
There is an infinite glow of Tao that blooms in the sky, containing endless killing intent.
Obviously, the leader of the Ling clan was truly angry at this time.
Sure enough, there is a ghost. The divine envoy's guess is good. Ling Xiao is probably not among the clan!!
Seeing this scene, Shui Rou didn't show any panic on her face.
Before leaving, the Dugu Divine Envoy had given her something to save her life.
As long as Ling Tianlin couldn't kill him with one blow, she would have a way to escape from here.
When the time comes, when the work is done, will the divine envoy... grant me heaven-reaching creation?
"Haha, I wonder what the Holy Religion elders want from me?"
Can!!
Just when Ling Tianlin was furious and about to take action, a calm and gentle laughter suddenly came from the entrance to the Ling clan's secret realm.
Hearing the voice, not only Shui Rou, but also Ling Tianlin's face froze.
The entire Hantian City suddenly fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a needle drop.
Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a figure in white walking up in the air, with fluttering clothes and a warm smile, and there seemed to be colorful rays of light floating around him.
On that handsome face was a look of calmness and tranquility after experiencing prosperity.
A brilliant green lotus emerged at his feet, and layers of divine light surged in all directions.
At this moment, the heaven and earth were silent and everything was silent.
Only the young man stands on the top of the sky, overlooking all the spirits, with a unique temperament, like a god or an immortal.