Chapter 770： What's up with me

"Holy elder? The first divine envoy?"

Above the void, a series of terrifying figures suddenly appeared.

Before the crowd, Ling Tian was in a white robe, frowning slightly.

Those deep and indifferent eyes are like the great abyss of heaven and earth, making people feel terrified at the first glance.

He was aware of it as soon as Shui Rou appeared in Hantian City.

With the current status of the Ling clan in Eastern Xinjiang, no one dared to be so presumptuous, walking in the air above the cold sky city.

A fifth-grade **** emperor, looking at the eastern frontier, is already at the top.

And the appearance of this soft water is really a bit strange.

It turned out that it was the elder of the Holy Cult.

Of course, if it was just an ordinary sage elder, Ling Tianlin had 137 ways to tell her to disappear strangely in Eastern Xinjiang.

But she just said, the first divine envoy?

Naturally, Ling Tianlin knew about the most mysterious envoy of the Holy Sect.

It is said that this person has a golden face and has never revealed his true face, but his cultivation has already reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

However, why did this first divine envoy send someone to him to Ling Clan?

Suddenly, Ling Tianlin seemed to have guesses in his heart.

Ling Xiao! !

Today, the only member of the Ling clan, Xiao'er is not in Eastern Xinjiang. Although Ling Tianlin has given him a lot of protection, his identity is destined to be dangerous in his life.

If it wasn't for his other arrangements, Ling Tianlin couldn't help but send someone to capture him back.

"Are you the lord of the Ling clan?"

Shui Rou glanced at Ling Tianlin with horror. She could easily detect the several **** emperors present. She was the only one who was calm and middle-aged, who seemed to have an immortal machine around him, blocking her consciousness.

"Yes! Why did the elder come to my Ling clan?"

Ling Tianlin looked indifferent, his eyes opened and closed, and countless visions appeared.

"I heard that the young master of your clan is named Ling Xiao, I wonder if he can be in the clan now?"

Shui Rou's beautiful eyes burned, staring at Ling Tianlin's face, seemingly reluctant to let go of every expression on him.

Ling Xiao's name, she was also mentioned by the envoy.

Although she didn't know, how could an ancient youth in a small group of people make the divine master take it so seriously.

But, we dare not ask.

"Oh? I don't know what the elder inquired about Xiaoer?"

The killing intent in Ling Tianlin's eyes was suddenly bitter.

Regardless of what the Holy Religious Divine Envoy came from, he never planned to let him go easily.

Now Ling Xiao's immortal journey has just started, and the land of the holy state is nothing but an experience for him.

Only by passing the test can we obtain supreme honor.

"Hehe, nothing, the clan master only needs to tell me that Young Master Ling Xiao is in the clan or not, if not, where he went."

Shui Rou smiled lightly, and in the jade hand, a brilliant golden talisman flickered.

At this time, in that cold sky city, Ling clan vassals had already walked out of the clan hall, looking towards the void.

Among them, there was a thin and tall young man with a gloomy brow between his eyebrows.

"Patriarch, why did this sage elder suddenly inquire about Young Master Ling Xiao's whereabouts? Could it be..."

Behind the young man, an old man asked softly.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask, so as not to cause unreasonable disasters for my Qin people."

The young man wears a golden robe and a golden crown. It is the leader of the Qin clan today, Qin Leng.

Now that the general trend of Eastern Xinjiang is set, the Supreme Sect will either be destroyed, or like a misty Taoist palace, hidden from the world.

The Ling clan is a well-deserved overlord of Eastern Xinjiang.

As his vassal, Qin Leng also moved his clan to Hantian City to show his loyalty.

In just one year, the master of the Qin clan has also made great progress in his cultivation.

Shenhou First Grade, although it can't be compared with Ling Tian and others, it can be called a top-notch evildoer from the perspective of Dongjiang.

Of course, taking the ancient clan's heritage and practicing hard for a year, this Qin Leng has just stepped into the realm of the gods, and his talent is indeed limited.

"Yes! Patriarch."

The Qin clan elder's eyes condensed slightly, and finally did not dare to say much.

But Qin Leng just looked at the many figures on the void indifferently, without a trace of waves on his face.

Qin nationality?

Hasn't it been annihilated long ago?

If you can use this clan, change your eyes and look down at me, why don't you kill it again?

Unfortunately, he won't, he won't look at me more at all.

Just because I am weak.

In his eyes, maybe feelings are really just constraints, right?

That being the case, son, don't blame me.

"Are you questioning me? This elder, this is the Ling clan, not the holy religion! Do you really think that you can do whatever you want in my clan under the name of the holy elder?"

Ling Tianlin gave a cold snort, but never responded positively.

With the current strength of the Ling Clan, it really does not take the slightest advantage against the Divine Lord.

Realm suppression is really hard to break.

But even if the divine master comes, it may not be easy to erase the Ling clan.

He saw the sound transmission talisman in Shui Rou's hand. It was obvious that the conversation between the two should have been transmitted to the ears of the first divine envoy by her at this time.

just!

Ling Tianlin hadn't figured out what the first divine envoy was doing to explore Xiao'er's whereabouts, so he didn't dare to disclose it easily, so as not to disrupt Ling Xiao's layout.

He has secretly known what Ling Xiao did this year.

This kid is really more and more mature and stable.

In this way, even if he went to the upper realm, he would be completely relieved.

There, is the beginning of his real journey.

"Ling clan master's words are wrong, I am only following orders, besides, if Shengjiao really intends to destroy your Ling clan, it is not me who is here now."

Shui Rou let out a cold snort, no matter how strong the Ling clan, it is just an ancient clan in Shengzhou.

Suppressed by the gods, the word Shengjiao is Tianwei.

"presumptuous!!"

Ling Tianlin's expression drenched, and there was a flash of mysterious light all over his body.

An invisible general trend ran across the sky and the earth, the blue sky was dark, and strong winds were everywhere.

There are endless ways and the radiance blooms in the sky, containing endless killing intent.

Obviously, this time the Ling clan lord has moved really angry.

Sure enough, there is a ghost, the divine envoy guessed well, most Ling Xiao is not in the clan! !

Seeing this scene, Shui Rou's face did not see the slightest panic.

Before she left, the Dugu God Envoy had given her a life-saving thing.

As long as Ling Tianlin can't kill it with one blow, she will have a way to escape here.

When the time comes, you're done, will the divine envoy...give me the good fortune of the sky?

"Hehe, I don't know why the elders of the Holy Cult are looking for me?"

can! !

Just when Ling Tianlin was furious and wanted to make a move, at the entrance of the Ling clan secret realm, there was suddenly a light and gentle laughter.

Hearing the sound, not only Shui Rou but also Ling Tianlin's face quietly condensed.

The whole cold sky city suddenly fell into a dead silence, and the needle drop could be heard.

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a figure in white clothes stepping in the air, with fluttering clothes, a gentle smile, and the whole body seemed to be floating with colorful glow.

On that face of Qingjun, there was a touch of peace and tranquility after all the prosperity.

A brilliant green lotus appeared under her feet, and layers of divine light flooded in all directions.

At this moment, the world is silent, and everything is silent.

Only the young man stands on the top of the sky, overlooking all spirits, with a unique temperament, like a **** like a fairy. We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.