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Chapter 112 Didn’t you call me to fight?

"If we don't hide you, can you withstand the beating?"

"If you have the ability, come alive and talk to me!"

The female elder of Xia Xuan Peak spoke coldly, the sword in her hand dripping with blood.

The aura of the Heavenly Human Realm that suddenly broke out around her quickly fell back to the Divine Infant Realm.

Several patron sect elders not far away looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile.

How much does this guy hide?

Even they were terrified and unsure of themselves.

There is so much hidden here that even the ancient races in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm cannot withstand her sword!

They silently calculated in their hearts how many moves they would need to kill a middle-aged man in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm?

"Is there no one in my ancient race?"

A roar shook the sky and tore the sky apart.

In the direction of the Nanman Forest, a silver roc soared into the sky, spreading its wings for tens of thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The aura of the Lin Dao realm rolled in, overwhelming the elders and making them breathless.

The female elder of Xia Xuan Peak turned around and looked at Yin Peng, who was rushing towards her at great speed, with a solemn look on her face.

In the Lindao realm, she has no certainty of victory!

"It's better to let the ancestor take action... If it is exposed again... I'm afraid I will be invited to tea by the leader when I go back this time..."

She whispered that she did not intend to confront Yinpeng head-on.

In that case, even if she wins, she will still suffer a big loss!

He exchanged glances with several patron sect elders, and several of them clasped their fists in the air at the same time.

"Hey, you little guys, you are really..."

Not far away, a very small old man appeared with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the female elders of Xuanfeng and seemed to see through their little thoughts.

The female elder of Xia Xuan Peak didn't blush, her heart didn't beat, she clasped her fists solemnly and said:

"Ancestor Qingyu, his disciples are really no match for him."

On the side, several elders suddenly showed shameful smiles, cupped their fists and echoed:

"Yes, Ancestor, there is nothing in the Lindao realm that we can handle."

"For such an existence, I have to trouble you to take action."

The very small Qingyu Ancestor shook his head.

In his eyes, this acting skill was full of flaws and very poor.

Among the few people, some are indeed no match for the Silver Peng in the Lin Dao realm, but some have the strength.

I just don't want to stand up.

The reason...he understood it instantly.

After all, he had struggled and worked hard before.

"Death!"

Yin Peng's body is filled with overwhelming momentum, and Lin Dao Realm is the first echelon of combat power in this era of law-ending.

Every word and action can resonate with heaven and earth.

Every move and every move is a powerful Taoist practice.

The power of heaven and earth is at your fingertips.

He shouted loudly, and a huge sound wave rolled up a thousand-mile tornado, turning into a huge wind blade and slashing at the Qingyu Ancestor and others.

Ancestor Qingyu stared at him. Although he was small, standing there, he seemed to be the center of the world.

"Is it true that I have no one in my backing sect?"

He shouted lowly, and the sound wave instantly shattered the thousand-mile wind blade.

Yinpeng was stunned for a moment and looked at the Qingyu Ancestor.

He manifested his true form, which was extremely huge, with his wings spread out for tens of thousands of miles. In his eyes, the Sapphire Ancestor was about the same size as a broad bean.

"Douding, are you their support?"

Yinpeng spoke indifferently, with a calm tone.

Although Ancestor Qingyu had easily neutralized his attack just now, he didn't take it to heart.

He just did it casually and wasn't serious at all.

Ancestor Qingyu looked at Yinpeng and said, "What did you call me?"

His tone was calm.

But behind him, several elders quickly retreated, showing sympathetic expressions towards Yinpeng.

I have seen people seeking death, but I have never seen anyone seeking death like this.

Bean curd?

Go and ask the previous leader, Taoist Xuanhe, if he dared to call Patriarch Qingyu like that.

Being born short was a problem that plagued Patriarch Qingyu.

Although with his strength, he could change his body, he did not do so. After all, everything is better as the original one.

Just because he hasn't changed, it doesn't mean that others can reveal the scars.

Yinpeng didn't know that he had stepped on a landmine. He was still arrogant, his body hanging there covering the sky, his eyes contemptuous:

"You are the legendary Patriarch Xuanhe of the Patron Sect, right?"

"I never thought that you would have arrived here. You moved very quickly."

There is only one Xuanhe Taoist in Lindao realm among his patron Zongming.

When Yinpeng saw that Qingyu Patriarch was a strong man in the Lin Dao realm, he naturally subconsciously thought that he was Taoist Xuanhe.

Patriarch Qingyu turned a deaf ear to his words and asked again: "What did you call me just now?"

Hearing this, Yinpeng's eyes widened and he said: "Hey, you are a bit deaf, aren't you? Do you have to listen to it again?"

"6"

The female elders of Xia Xuan Peak all gave Yin Peng a thumbs up, this guy opened their eyes.

The second Dou Ding said it, Patriarch Qingyu might have already thought of where to bury him after his death.

"Very good. It has been many years since anyone dared to call me that."

"You're the first in hundreds of years!"

Ancestor Qingyu took out a ruler, which looked ordinary and featureless.

He said to the elders behind him: "Today, I treat you to a barbecue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his ruler fiercely, and a flash of silver light rushed out, heading towards Yinpeng's body.

"Hmph, I would like to see what you are capable of..."

Before he finished speaking, Yinpeng was suddenly stunned and looked down at his body.

His eyes, which were originally calm, suddenly burst into intense fear.

His body was split into two halves without even realizing it! It even avoided his perception!

how did you do that?

"It seems that not only must it be roasted, but it must also be stewed...steamed...and rinsed!"

Upon hearing the third bean ding, Patriarch Qingyu's calm eyes seemed to drip with water.

"I am a powerful person in the Lindao realm of the Silver-winged Pengniao tribe. If you kill me, you will definitely be killed."

"The Patron Sect will also be destroyed by our Silver Winged Pengniao Clan because of you!"

"As long as you let me go, I... I promise... that after our clan takes control of the Huangzhou in the future, we will not touch any plant or tree in the backing sect."

Yinpeng panicked. He found that his separated body was out of his control and he lost consciousness.

His consciousness is also blurred, and the power in his body is imprisoned!

"This... Taoist Xuanhe is so strong!"

"As expected of the ancestor of Zhen Sect, one of the Nine Immortal Sects!"

Hearing Yinpeng's threat, Patriarch Qingyu suddenly grinned.

Although he was smiling, in Yinpeng's eyes, he looked like a ghost.

Patriarch Qingyu said: "If your Silver-winged Pengniao clan can destroy the patron sect, what if I don't let you go, but I just become your grandson?"

Such confident words deceived Yin Peng, who was already shrouded in the shadow of death.

He roared angrily: "Why is your patron sect so crazy?"

"But you are the only one in the Lindao realm! Why are you so arrogant?"

"Kill me, and you will all die sooner or later!"

The only answer to him was the ruler of Patriarch Qingyu.

Yinpeng's body was divided into countless pieces of meat, evenly sized, and even sliced ​​and cut into strips.

Especially the wings and legs are perfectly peeled off, which is the most delicious part.

As for the large part of the buttocks, Patriarch Qingyu decisively abandoned it.

It’s too noisy here to eat!



Not long after, Hua Yunfei appeared in a void in Wangnan Ancient City. He was stunned when he saw the skillful cooking movements of the Qingyu Ancestor.

"Didn't you call me to fight?"

"What are you doing? Why is it still cooked?"

He sniffed, took a sip of saliva, and whispered: "It seems...it smells pretty good!"


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