Chapter 1379： too naive

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from Qingyao's back mountain.

Everyone was horrified to see that the disappearing spiritual palm appeared thousands of miles away out of thin air, crashed down, and wiped out a mountain.

"hiss…"

"What is this?! Reverse the universe?"

"Emperor Realm?"

Countless shocks resounded suddenly, even Zhu Jie swallowed droolingly at this time.

With his strength, the green eyes are also a supreme existence, a person who respects the ancestor of Taoism.

He just took a palm, although he didn't try his best, but even Heavenly Sovereign, there is no way to easily stop it.

What's more, with such a weird method, moving thousands of miles away?

Inexplicably, Zhu Jie's heart is cold, always feeling that today...the end is approaching.

He raised his head and looked at the place where the black light spread, but he saw an extremely graceful figure, stepping on the wind and thunder, falling from the sky.

At this moment, the world was overturned, and immeasurable killing began to recover.

Among the crowd, Pang Yun, the Great Elder of the Killing Temple, suddenly changed his complexion, and his whole body was ups and downs, and he wanted to escape from here.

Qing Yang is dead, and now it seems that this mysterious person who suddenly appeared must be the real powerhouse of the Ling clan.

As Qingyang's lackey, he is bound to die today.

There may be a silver lining to escape from the chaos.

When this person punishes Zhu Jie, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to survive!

"Om!"

However, at the moment when Pang Yun's figure just moved, he saw the emptiness and the situation changed again.

And the figure that had been walking through the air, strangely disappeared in place.

Pang Yun's face suddenly paled, and the cold in his heart rose.

At this moment, he seemed to see that the space in front of him was twisted strangely, and a white and slender bare hand pierced through Cang Ming and gently printed it.

"Do not…"

Rao was the cultivation base of Pang Yun's second rank Tianzhi, and at this moment, he felt a kind of horrible horror. On the palm of his hand, the divine brilliance rushed toward the jade hand.

"Pump!"

only!

At the moment when the palms of the two of them touched, Pang Yun's eyes suddenly widened.

And his entire arm was directly broken and opened, and half of his body was torn apart by a terrifying and strange force.

There is no way to resist, even... there is no room to fight back.

"Boom!"

The blood was falling, and the sky was gloomy.

The rain of blood containing the supreme general trend suppressed the rhyme of the whole world.

However, before Pang Yun could react, he saw the bare hand sticking out again and lightly stamping it on the top of his head.

"Pump!"

This time, Pang Yun couldn't even resist, and the moment a head fell directly on the jade hand, it shattered.

The blood of the gods fell, crushing the ancient mountain, and the space of thousands of miles was completely turned into powder.

All the elder disciples who killed the temple retreated in horror, but there were still some unlucky people who were concealed by the power of the gods and blood, and their appearance and spirit were destroyed.

The sky is dim, and the sun is dull.

In the darkness, a figure finally gradually manifested.

It was a delicate and graceful woman dressed in black, with a charming face and graceful demeanor.

There was a faint chill on her face, like the most chilling frost in nine days.

But even so, her beauty is still thrilling and desirable.

Strands of colorful haze spread outside of him, swallowing the light, and containing the supreme trend of suppressing mountains and seas.

"You...who are you?"

Zhu Jie's lips trembled lightly, and her tone was full of trepidation.

The Ling clan has a profound background and countless strong people. This is the consensus of Qingcang.

It's just that this family has always been hidden from the world, and rarely appears in this world.

A single Ling Yuan trip was enough to deter the tens of thousands of people.

However, the strength of the woman in front of him was obviously still higher than that of Ling Yuanxing.

"Dare to take a shot at my Ling Clan Young Master as a supreme, old thing, you really deserve to die."

The fan butterfly stood in the void, looking down at Ling Xiao, with a hint of concern in his eyes.

Ever since Ling Xiao called her to come, Midie has been constantly tearing through the void all the way from God's Battlefield, and rushed to this northwest land.

But even so, if she was late for a while, Ling Xiao was afraid that she would be suppressed.

With the disposition of Midie, it is rare to show such an angry mood.

But in her eyes, not to mention being suppressed, even if Ling Xiao suffers a trace of injury, it is a sin of unforgivable nine days!

"I... I don't know that he is the Young Master of the Ling Clan... I..."

Zhu Jie at this time was already panicked and intolerable.

It stands to reason that the realm master hall is in charge of the world, and he should have been above all living beings.

But the Ling clan is different!

This ancient clan was a force that even the realm master would be afraid of. With him, the second elder of the Shadow Soul Palace, how could he contend with it.

Although the breath of the woman in front of her was still at the supreme level, her means and combat power could be called terrifying.

Although Pang Yun's cultivation is only at the second-rank level of the Heavenly Sovereign, even if Zhu Jie wants to kill him, she must do her best.

But just now, this woman only waved two palms, and she killed a Heavenly Supreme!

absurd!

Taikoo Ling Clan, really terrible?

Up to the ancestor, down to the young master, are all evildoers invincible at the same level, and even cross the border to kill the enemy?

"Your ignorance is not the stick you rely on to ask for forgiveness. My young master of the Ling clan has entered the world, and my peers have never intervened in the Ling clan.

Midie's voice was cold, with unquestionable majesty.

It was as if the elder of the Shadow Soul Palace, who had a cultivation base of the fifth rank of the Heavenly Sovereign, in her eyes was just an ant who waved enough to kill.

"No... it's him, he killed my Shadow Soul Palace descendant, Ling Clan, this is a provocation! Are you really going to declare war with my Realm Master Palace?!"

Zhu Jie looked sad and angry, wanted to escape, but didn't dare to act rashly.

The method of fascinating the butterfly display just now was too shocking.

Especially that kind of control over the void is simply not something that ordinary supreme powers can contend.

At the very least, Zhu Jie didn't think that he could escape from this Ling Clan supreme.

"act recklessly!"

"The ancestor of the fan butterfly."

only!

Just when Midie's eyes were cold and she wanted to do something, she heard Ling Xiao suddenly call out softly.

"Huh? Young Master..."

The chill on Midie's face dissipated almost instantly, and the eyes that looked at Ling Xiao were filled with unspeakable tenderness.

"hiss."

With such eyes, even Ling Xiao felt cold, as if...a torrent of mountain torrents had nowhere to pour, and once a crack was opened, it would definitely be... floods flooded.

"This senior, you just said...I killed Qing Yang to declare war with your Shadow Soul Palace?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, with a gentle light in his eyes.

"Isn't it?"

Zhu Jie snorted coldly, holding back the fear in his heart.

Ling Xiao's actions today undoubtedly slapped the face of the Realm Master Hall. Even if he died here today, I am afraid that in the future... the seven great temples will avenge him and Qingyang.

"Hehe, it turns out that I am too stupid and naive, and trust the so-called light justice in this world...too much."

Ling Xiao let out a long sigh, his eyes were vicissitudes of life, and the people around the Temple of Killing experts who looked bitterly on his face sank.