In fact, surrendering to Gu Fenghua as the leader of the Shengyuan Sect and submitting to the Fentian Sect was not a big deal for him. So after he arrived at the Fentian Sect, Yuan Daoling served as a virtual position as a great worshiper.
Most of the time he lived in seclusion, even Yu Boqian didn't know the identity of the leader of the Shengyuan Sect, nor did he know his true strength.
I originally thought that he should be as strong as the brothers Weng Yuanming and a little higher than that, but I didn't expect that he was actually a strong man of the eighth grade of the Emperor Saint. Looking at the entire Wuji Shengtian, he was probably considered a top-notch man.
If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes, who would have thought that such a strong man would bow his head to the sect leader? Gu Fenghua's young and beautiful face appeared in his mind, and tears finally burst out from his eyes. But it was not the tears of despair, but
It is tears of joy and pride.
"The Eighth Level of Emperor Saint, Qingyang Sect has a strong man of the Eighth Level of Emperor Saint!" In the crowd behind, someone muttered to himself like a dream, as if he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes.
"Sect Master, Sect Master!" The elders of the third sect woke up as if they were dreaming, and hurriedly retreated to their side. While taking out the healing pill and feeding it into their mouths, they were busy injecting holy energy into them to refine the sacred energy for them.
Danli.
At this time, Kang He'an, Shui Yingyue, and Luo Zifeng had no more majesty than the leader of the Holy Sect. He lay down on the ground with a gray face, vomiting blood in his mouth, and the holy bead between his eyebrows turned into a piece of
Chaos golden light.
Obviously, although Yuan Daoling's palm did not shatter their heart veins, it damaged their spiritual roots. The cultivation level of several people fell sharply. Even if they could barely recover, the way of cultivation would be completely over.
I thought that today the three sage sects joined forces and Qingyang sect would definitely be destroyed. Who would have thought that in just a moment, the three sect leaders of the sect ended up like this. Everyone around was shocked and felt deeply about the three sects.
Sorrow, but it is just sorrow, without any sympathy.
It would be fine if we bully the weak by relying on the reputation of the Holy Sect, but the three sects joined forces. They were even more embarrassed to use the spirit beasts that protect the sect as a scepter. To this extent, they deserved to be destroyed!
"I dare to come to Qingyang Sect to show off my power with this little strength, and I don't know how to live or die!" Yuan Daoling glanced at Kang Hean and others, and said contemptuously, but he returned the words of the previous Holy Sect disciples.
However, this kind of words felt completely different from those of the Holy Sect disciples. Hearing his words, no one dared to look up, no one of them dared to look up,
He didn't even have the courage to take a sneak peek.
"I don't know that the world is high and I offended the senior. I hope that there are many seniors and I will let me wait for a way out." Kang He'an raised his head and said to Yuan Daoling in fear, his voice trembling slightly.
If he had a choice, he actually didn't want to speak, and he didn't have the courage to face Yuan Daoling, but as the leader of the sect, he had to speak.
This is a powerful man of the eighth grade of the Emperor Saint. Unless they do not leave the sect, they can destroy the entire Bifeng Sect. At this time, the three major holy sects, together with the elders and elites under their sect, came to Qing.
Even if you want to enthrone the sect, you won’t have that chance. To put it more clearly, the life and death of these people and the survival of the three major holy sects are all in the thought of Yuandaoling.