"Ancestor, don't underestimate him. He is very evil. The palace master couldn't even take a blow from him." The old man in gray robe replied.
If he hadn't seen Ling Hao kill the palace lord's body with his own eyes before, he wouldn't have believed it. It was really unbelievable.
"Are you sure?" The white-haired old man frowned.
"It's absolutely true!" The old man in gray robe nodded.
"Who dares to kill my Tiangong Palace Master?" The white-haired old man spoke while coming towards Ling Hao Yukong.
"Mr. Murong, be careful!" At the same time, Huang Yi shouted loudly and walked over quickly.
"Thank you princess, it's okay!" Ling Hao looked at Huang Yi and smiled lightly.
"Is he from your royal family?" The white-haired old man glanced at Huang Yi.
"I'm not a member of the royal family. Killing the master of your Tiangong Palace was my own act and has nothing to do with the royal family." Ling Hao replied lightly.
"How cowardly!" the white-haired old man responded in a deep voice: "How do you plan to die?"
"Are you Tiangong's biggest trump card?" Ling Hao continued: "Are you sure you want to take action against me? It's best to think clearly, because once you take action you will have no way out."
"Ignorance!" The white-haired old man said while swiping his palm towards Ling Hao.
Bang!
Ling Hao didn't have time to dodge, and was thrown thousands of feet away by the air wave. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
As the opponent took action, his cultivation level was also fully revealed, the eighth-grade Tianzun realm!
A whole two realms higher than Ling Hao!
"Master Murong!"
"Brother!"
Seeing this scene, Huang Yi and Xuan Pang walked towards Ling Hao Yukong with loud voices.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao replied after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Princess, do you know what the old guy's cultivation level is?" Xuan Pang turned to look at Huang Yi and asked.
"Eighth Grade Tianzun!" Huang Yi responded.
cough…
Xuan Pang choked: "Eighth-grade Tianzun? Are you so awesome?"
"Well!" A solemn look flashed across Huang Yi's face before he added: "If the estimate is correct, the clone of the ancestor of the Imperial Clan should still be above him in cultivation!"
"Ah?" Xuan Pang shouted, and then looked at Ling Hao: "Brother, I guess I can't beat you, why don't you run away?"
"..." Ling Hao's mouth twitched slightly: "Even if I want to run away, he won't let me go!"
He didn't expect that the opponent's clone would have such terrifying fighting power, so he miscalculated!
"Seventh-grade Wu Qian, you survived one attack from me, and you are indeed quite capable!" The ancestor of Tiangong came not far away and said in a deep voice: "Come on, let me see what cards you have!"
"Jiang Lin, who gave you the courage to come to my royal family and act arrogantly!" At this moment, another old man's voice sounded.
After he finished speaking, he saw an old man with white hair and white beard coming from the direction of the mountain behind the manor.
"I've met our ancestors!" Huang Han greeted him.
Obviously, he also called his ancestors!
"What happened?" asked the royal ancestor.
"The root of the matter lies in the Chaos Compass!" Huang Han paused and briefly introduced his ancestors.
"The Imperial Clan and Tiangong, are they deceiving me that there is no one in the Royal Clan?" After hearing Huang Han's words, the Royal Clan's ancestor frowned and walked towards the Tiangong Clan's ancestor.
"Huang Shuo, I didn't expect that your clone is still here!" The ancestor of Tiangong looked at the other person and said calmly.
"You'd better not get involved in this matter today. That boy killed the master of my Tiangong Palace. I have decided his fate. If you want to protect him, then start a war!"
"Let's start a war. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The royal ancestor responded coldly: "Brother Murong is a distinguished guest of my royal family. If you want to kill him, ask me first if I agree!"
"Have you really thought it through?" The Lord of Tiangong said in a deep voice.
"Now take your Tiangong people and get out of Huangtian City. I can pretend that this incident never happened. Otherwise, your Tiangong family will be exterminated!" the royal ancestor responded.
"What a loud tone!" At this moment, another old man's voice came from the void again.
At the same time as the voice sounded, an old man was seen coming from the sky.
"I've met our ancestors!" After seeing the old man, several people from the Imperial Clan immediately came forward to greet him.
"Who killed your clan leader?" the ancestor of the Imperial clan asked with a frown on his face.
"Him!" Several people from the Imperial Clan raised their fingers and pointed at Ling Hao and said.
"If you dare to kill the leader of my Imperial Clan, I will see how many lives he has!" After finishing speaking, the ancestor of the Imperial Clan came from the air.
"Princess, are you talking about him?" Xuan Pang looked at Huang Yi and smacked his lips: "Isn't he a ninth-grade Tianzun?"
"Maybe more!" A look of solemnity appeared on Huang Yi's face again: "If nothing else happens, he should be a half-step god!"
hiss!
Xuan Pang couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Brother, we really can't win! How about we call our ancestors too?"
Ling Hao: "..."
I also want to call my ancestor, but who can I call?
"Brother Dihong, long time no see!" After the other party arrived, the ancestor of Tiangong looked at him and said hello.
"Long time no see!" The ancestor of the imperial clan nodded slightly and then looked at the ancestor of the royal clan: "Huang Shuo, I will take that boy's life. Do you have any objection?"
"Mr. Murong is a distinguished guest of my royal family. Do you think we have any objections?" Huang Yi replied on behalf of his ancestor.
"I'm talking to your ancestor, you'd better not talk too much!" The ancestor of the imperial clan glanced at Huang Yi: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
"If you want to kill Mr. Murong, you must first ask our royal family..." Huang Yi continued to speak.
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, he was swept away by the ancestor of the Imperial Clan with a random palm. He flew thousands of feet away before stopping, opening his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Yi'er!" Huang Han shouted.
"Di Hong, you have gone too far!" The ancestor of the royal family frowned and looked at the other party and said in a deep voice: "This is the royal family, not your imperial family..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The ancestor of the Imperial Clan interrupted him: "You just need to answer me, will you protect that kid?"
"..." The ancestor of the royal family opened his mouth without speaking, with a look of solemnity on his face.
He knew very well that if the two of them joined forces, he would have no chance of winning.
By then, not only will Ling Hao be unable to be saved, but even the royal family will probably be extinct, so this decision is difficult to make!
"Ancestor, after they kill Master Murong, they will definitely not let go of the royal family!" Huang Yi continued to come from the air.
"There's so much nonsense, you want to die so much, I'll send you on your way first!" The ancestor of the Imperial clan frowned and took action again.
"Dihong, do you really think I'm transparent?" the royal ancestor shouted, forming a mark with his hands and smashing it out.
boom!
The attacks from both sides collided, and the void instantly collapsed. The ancestors of the royal family and the ancestors of the imperial family were each shot thousands of feet away.
Judging from the state of the two, they are evenly matched, but the ancestor of the imperial clan just wanted to deal with Huang Yi and did not use all his strength.
Therefore, relatively speaking, the strength of the ancestors of the royal family is obviously slightly inferior. If nothing else, they should be in the ninth-grade Tianzun realm!
"Huang Shuo, have you made up your mind?" The ancestor of the imperial family turned to look at the ancestor of the royal family and spoke.
"Dihong, you..." the royal family ancestor responded.
"Senior, this happened because of me, let me handle it!" Ling Hao interrupted with a smile.
"Brother Murong, don't be careless, he is half-step into the realm of gods." The ancestor of the royal family was stunned for a moment before speaking.
"Thank you for your concern, senior, I know!" Ling Hao smiled faintly and then turned to look at Di Hong and Jiang Lin.
"If you two want to kill me, just do it. We will have a fair fight and decide whether we live or die!"
cough…
Xuan Pang on the side choked on his saliva.
Brother, are you a little drifting? Are you sure you can fight with the opponent?