"It's Li Zhichu of Daotian Academy!"

"I didn't expect her to come, but... the cultivation of the first disciple of the Confucian Academy..."

Under the Lingshan Mountain, everyone's face is full of complicated colors.

The four words of Daotian Academy are a shock to any clan Tianjiao in Qingcang.

It's not to say how powerful this side is, but as a holy land for the human race, this school has taught countless strong people in the past 100,000 years.

Even, as long as Palace Master Daotian said a word, Qingcang would have many Immortal Inheritance Masters standing in front of him and letting him send him.

only! !

When the Daotian Palace Master was preaching, many people saw Ling Xiao and the first disciple of the Confucian Academy going out in pairs, extremely close.

At this time, she suddenly came here, so she was not afraid that the Holy Son of Taiyuan would kill her together?

"It turned out to be Junior Sister Li."

Hearing the noise coming from behind, Taiyuan Saint Son Bai Zi frowned slightly and turned to look at the numerous school disciples not far away, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Saint Son of Taiyuan."

Li Zhichu looked indifferent, and only politely returned a salute.

Although, her strength is not as good as Bai Zi's, but with her understanding of Ling Xiao, the Holy Land of Taiyuan... I'm afraid it will soon disappear.

"Junior Sister Li, you are not here to compete for the creation of this mountain, right?"

Seeing Li Zhichu's indifferent expression, beside Bai Zi, a disciple of the Holy Realm suddenly sneered, "I heard that Junior Sister Li seems to have a close relationship with Young Master Ling, I wonder if Young Master Ling is missing this time, whether Junior Sister may have some unknown news. ?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing this, all the Taiyuan disciples burst into laughter, and they never paid attention to these school disciples.

"Emperor Lingxiao, the auspicious person and the celestial appearance, the Ling family are not in a hurry, what are you worried about?"

Li Zhichu's eyebrows twitched, ignoring the crowd, and wanted to step aside.

"Hey? Junior Sister Li, I'm afraid you don't know. My holy son has always been unaccustomed to those arrogant and domineering people of the Ling family. If you want to go up the mountain, you must draw a clear line with the Ling family."

Several Taiyuan disciples gathered in front of Li Zhichu, folded their arms, and looked down at her mockingly.

"Clear the boundaries?"

Li Zhichu raised his head and looked at the people in front of him, "Do you think... the emperor is not here, do you have no concerns? Or, does the Taiyuan Xianzong have the ability to compete with the Ling clan?"

"you!!!"

The faces of the disciples of Xianzong were stunned, and their eyes were gloomy.

They naturally knew the fate of going against the Ling Clan, but the Son seemed to be quite confident and didn't have too many concerns about killing Ling Li.

Therefore, they are a group of tricks, and they think too much to have a hang.

"Could it be that Junior Sister Li forgot that Wanzong made a rule back then that in the ancient world, murderers are innocent, and all living beings compete for immortality. No matter who enters this place, it doesn't matter whether they live or die."

Bai Zi turned his head and glanced at Li Zhichu indifferently.

This rule is known to all immortals.

Once the Ling Clan breaks through, it will inevitably lead to Qing Cang's real anger.

You know, it is the existence of this agreement that gives those second-rate and third-rate forces a chance to change their fate.

And once this opportunity is shattered, the consequences can be imagined.

The Ling clan is strong, how could the Holy Son of Taiyuan not consider this as a descendant of the Immortal Sect.

And the reason why he dared to kill Lingli, he had already thought about it.

The descendant of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall is mysterious and unpredictable.

And this is also the fundamental reason why this temple has the ability to be independent from the other six temples and not controlled by Xue Xiyan.

In this turbulent world, this descendant of the Ten Thousand Demons also has the opportunity to compete for the heavens.

Moreover, the most important point is... Ling Xiao and Xue Xiyan have not entered the ancient world, what does this mean?

It means that the two have lost the possibility of stepping into the fairy road at the same time! !

And looking at the ten thousand clans in Qingcang, all the arrogant evildoers who entered the ancient world of Huangyuan, only this descendant of ten thousand demons has a first-line chance to climb to the top of the immortal road and achieve the appearance of a single immortal! !

Therefore, anyone who can sit on the throne of Immortal Sect's successor is a waste with a simple mind.

All actions are just choices made after thousands of deliberation.

"Hmph, the righteousness and integrity of Emperor Ling Xiao is the first light of my Qingcang. Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your actions today."

Li Zhichu snorted coldly, and a bitterness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

although! !

She also doesn't know where the emperor is now, but...for this descendant of the Ling family, she feels awe from the bottom of her heart.

With Ling Xiao's personality and talent, even if he loses the opportunity to step on the fairy road, sooner or later, he will stand on the top of the sky and become an opportunity for the rise of the human race.

As for the others, compared with the emperor, it can only be said that... they are nothing.

"Oh? Listen to what Junior Sister Li means, do you want to fight Lingxiao to the end?"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect smiled disdainfully, and their faces were full of sarcasm.

The young masters of other ancient clans sighed in their hearts, but they did not dare to stand up at this time and offend the Holy Son of Taiyuan.

What are you kidding?

The strength of this holy son is second only to the contemporary sequence.

At this time, Emperor Ling Xiao was not here, so what was the difference between provoking Taiyuan Saint Son and courting death?

Facing the threats from everyone, Li Zhichu's expression remained unchanged and he ignored it.

"If that's the case, then we can only ask Junior Sister Li to get out of Tianyuan Lingshan."

The disciples of the Immortal Sect looked at each other, and without any hesitation, they were all surrounded by a few people from Daotian Academy.

"Taiyuan Xianzong is too overbearing."

Li Zhichu clenched her teeth tightly. Compared with the few people in front of her, her strength was still far behind.

Once the two sides fight, Daotian Academy will definitely lose.

And the location of this Lingshan secret store is not in the depths of the ancient world, and it has not attracted too many top sects.

Going further, I am afraid that Daotian Academy will have no chance to compete for the immortal road imprint.

"What about domineering? You hit me?"

Several Xianzong disciples grinned, arrogant and domineering.

Can! !

Just as their voices fell, they saw a spiritual seal falling from the sky, covering the sky.

The rapid breaking of the wind made the expressions of the people in the mountains change drastically almost instantly.

Then! !

Before the disciples of the Immortal Sect could react, they saw that the spiritual seal fell from the sky and shattered the sea.

And the figures of several people were crushed to the ground, leaving no bones.

Heaven and earth are silent! !

Even the Holy Son of Taiyuan, Bai Zi, flashed a trace of confusion in his eyes.

At this time, he didn't have time to react at all, and the palm print seemed to appear out of thin air, piercing through the void with the momentum of lightning.

In other words, he never thought that someone would dare to kill Xianzong disciples so recklessly in front of him!

Who is it? !

"I've never heard such an unreasonable request. It's really a big forest, and everyone has it."

At this moment, above the sky, there was a sudden burst of cold laughter.

Immediately afterwards, a figure with black clothes and black hair appeared, standing on the cloud, overlooking the people below.

However, what makes people feel strange is that the eyes of this young man are pure black, and they are born with different pupils, and there is no trace of emotional waves.

"This is…"