Chapter 325： Powerlessness and longing

It was high noon, and it was noon.

Hundreds of figures fell from the air on the golden beach, and everyone was stained with blood and faint. But there was a trace of joy on his face.

"Haha, I know that Ling Ling will not live up to our expectations, and he can definitely escape with us!"

"Yeah, Ling Ling is so powerful that he can certainly take me through this disaster."

"Haha, it feels good to live, this warm sun is so beautiful."

Everyone at the scene was relieved, and the atmosphere of despair suddenly dissipated, replaced by ease and hope.

Many people even wept with tears of joy, kneeling on the ground, and silently wept two lines of tears.

After all, they have experienced fear and despair, and now they are naturally happy when they flee. But then, when these people thought about the dead colleague, the teacher, and the Ziyang Sect who was about to be destroyed, they suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The tears that shed were no longer joy, but utter sadness.

Especially Zi Huashang, when she thought of her father's desperate fight, and won precious respite time for herself, she was extremely sad, and the whole person became disillusioned, as if she lost her soul.

"Ugh……"

A long sigh suddenly sounded, and a woman in white clothes with a delicate appearance walked slowly out of the crowd, then stood in front of the crowd.

This girl is Yun Yan, she is also lucky, and her sister Yun Meng did not die in the previous war, waiting for Ling Xian's rescue.

"Everyone is quiet, please listen to me."

Yun Yan pressed her hands in virtual pressure. When everyone's eyes looked at her, she sighed and said, "I know, you are all very sad right now, but it's obviously not a sad time right now. Grandpa Ling wants to ensure our safety. , Would rather block the gate with one's own strength, after we break. "

After a pause, she went on to say, "Why Ling Ling is doing this, we all know very well, so what we have to do is to escape here as soon as possible, not cry. We waste the lord and waste Ling Gong for us The precious opportunity won. "

Hearing the words, the scene was silent, and after a short while, many people spoke.

"That's right. The suzerain fights desperately, and the son fights in the blood. What is it? Is it not for the endless inheritance of the Ziyang sect, for us to live? Everyone must not let down their kindness!"

"Yeah, the suzerain and the son forgot to die for the sake of letting us live, everyone must cheer up!"

"Yes, let's leave here quickly to guarantee our own lives first. Ling Gongzi is so powerful that he will be fine!"

"Yes, even if we stay, it will only drag down the son and will not do anything."

The crowd present was firm, although still immersed in great grief, but compared to before, they have been cheered up and have a faith to live.

"I have made an appointment with my son, and everyone will follow me. I will take you to a safe place." Yun Yan said softly, and then headed southeast.

It is the direction of the Yun family.

...

Ziyang Cave Sky, in front of the golden portal.

Ling Xian's expression was calm and her eyes were ancient, but she revealed a firmness that would never waver.

He is holding a black halberd and leaning against the sky. He has a stance that acts as a guard against the heroes, and a spirit of swaggering the world.

And the killing sent out from the tip of the halberd revealed a signal.

Coming will die!

"Give me to stay where you are, otherwise ... don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ling Xian stood in front of the golden portal, her cold eyes glanced at the audience, and immediately the monks shivered and looked at him with horror.

The figure was obviously very thin, but at this moment, it was as tall and powerful as a mountain, and it was hard to shake even the storm.

"Okay ... so terrible person."

The sound of swallowing drunk sounded one after another, the monks of the two forces were full of fear, looking at Ling Xian as terrible as the devil, his body trembling involuntarily.

Although they told themselves that they couldn't just leave Ziyangzong's Yuyin to leave, they did not have the courage to catch up. At least, none of these monks dared to catch up.

Just because there is a person standing ahead,

A base-building king who beat them to the cold.

Even if just standing still, these monks can be frightened, and have no courage to rush forward. What kind of power is this? !!

Domineering!

This is the most intuitive feeling of every monk at this moment.

This is true even of the strong Danzi period on the mountain peak. In addition to the strong appreciation in the eyes, there is still a hint of wonder.

"A good king-builder, don't say anything else, just talking about this courage is not comparable to ordinary people." The old man who was replaced by Yan Ningzhi as the three grandfather sighed, his face did not conceal Ling Ling's The meaning of appreciation.

"This man is in charge and the bravery of the heroes is truly worthy of his reputation as the founder of the king." A middle-aged man sighed, his face still a little shocked.

"Whether it is strength or spirit, it can be said to be outstanding, among the people." The Ruya man shook his feather fan, stared fiercely at Ling Xian, and said, "This son, my Qingming Palace is set!"

And when several people were amazed by Ling Xian's move, the battle situation in the sky was already clear.

Even if Zidong comes to fight desperately, after all, he can't resist the might of the two strong men, and can support him to the present, relying on a belief to support him.

Right now, the momentum brought by that belief has finally reached its limit.

brush!

A sword swept across the sky, revealing its sharp edge, and instantly cut off Zidong's left arm.

At the same time, Ning Wou-ki threw his fist and banged fiercely on Zidong's chest.

"At this moment, after all ..."

Zi Donglai spurted a spit of blood, and his body was like a winged bird, falling from the sky.

Seeing this, Ling Xiong frowned, and the fairy turned into a streamer that cut through the sky, hugged Zi Dong's body, and then slowly landed on the ground.

"Ahem ... Lingxian, thank you very much." Zi Dong came calmly, without the fear of death, but full of comfort and ease.

"Master, please rest assured, they have already been sent out by me, and the inheritance of the Ziyangzong will not be cut off." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that Zidong had come out of power and could not last long.

It made him feel a little helpless and longing.

If he emerges today as a repair of the Dandan period, then the situation will certainly not be as it is now. Even if he stepped back 10,000 steps, he could not slaughter the two forces and reverse the situation, but at least, it can also guarantee that Zidong will not die!

You know, he has a very deep foundation of pride. Once he breaks into the Dandan period, his combat power will definitely surpass the ordinary Dandan powerhouse, and it will be close to the middle Dandan powerhouse!

Unfortunately, no if.

"damn it!"

Lingxian gritted his teeth, his hands clenched involuntarily, and blue veins appeared on his arm.

Six years in the path, this is the first time he has felt powerless!

It was also his first time, so eager for power!