"Clan Chief Feng Lin doesn't know what he is doing. I am the one who killed Meng Qing." Lin Chen said calmly.

"What? Yes, Young Master?"

Chief Feng Lin was dumbfounded, and after a while he raised his hands and said, "I understand, but no matter what, my clan is grateful that Young Master can come."

"Chief Feng Lin, go and appease the clan members. I'll leave the rest of the matter to you," Lin Chen said.

"Thank you, sir."

Chief Feng Lin was startled when he heard this, then he bowed his head, turned around and flew back to Xueluo City.

"Dad, the people from the Snow God Palace have come out."

Xiaohuo suddenly came close to the cheap daddy and raised his hand to point at the snow-white flying boats.

I saw spaceships parked thousands of miles away, and the hatches opened, and practitioners wearing snowsuits walked out, clustering around a beautiful woman.

This beautiful woman is Snow God, the mistress of Snow God Palace.

I saw that she had an oval face, wore a white hairpin, and a white jade dress embroidered with snow patterns. She was not exposed to wind and snow, and exuded a cool temperament.

Behind her were several women from the Nine Paths Divine Ancestors, one of whom was the Rongtian Snow Girl.

"Why is it him?"

Rongtian Snow Girl was shocked when she saw Lin Chen and hurriedly told the Snow God: "Palace Master, he was the one who killed Mie Mengqing and Fenglei."

"Is it him?"

Snow God's eyes were cool, and he looked at Lin Chen and said: "You really have superb swordsmanship, and the five of you, Rong Tie Liao, can't compete with him."

"Dad, this Snow God is only the Holy God of the Second Tribulation. How can he protect Xueluo City? It seems that he still needs you, Daddy." Xiaohuo hummed softly.

Crackling!

Just as the little girl was talking, a violent burning sound came from the other direction.

I saw a sea of ​​fire coming over like a tidal wave, and the air heated up rapidly, becoming so hot that the snowflakes melted and turned into a majestic rain.

The fleeing Rongtie clan members shouted excitedly: "The clan leader is here, the clan leader is here to save us."

As the shouts rang out, flame flying boats were seen flying out of the sea of ​​fire, and thousands of divine ancestors stepped out.

Among them were nearly ten saints of one calamity, surrounded by one saint of two calamities.

He is the leader of the Rong Tie Clan, Rong Tie Lian.

I saw that he was tall and tall, with blazing eyes. He was wearing a robe engraved with flame runes, with long flaming hair hanging casually, and he exuded a fiery aura.

"Meet the clan leader."

One by one, the Rongtie tribe knelt down to worship, making a great noise.

Rong Tielian glanced around and noticed that Snow God didn't care either. His eyes passed over Lin Chen and Xiaohuo, and finally asked: "Where are the Great Elder and the other four elders?"

"The patriarch, the great elder and the four elders were all killed by him."

One by one, the Rongtie clan members pointed angrily at Lin Chen, gnashing their teeth and scolding him.

"How is that possible?"

The expressions of all the Rongtie clan elders changed and they looked at Lin Chen in surprise and uncertainty.

"Human race, sword cultivator, ancestor of the nine gods?"

Rong Tielian looked at Lin Chen, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said coldly: "I understand, are you the human sword cultivator who killed His Highness the Thirteenth Prince?"

The elders of the Rongtie tribe also looked at Lin Chen in shock. No wonder the five elders were not his opponents.

"Yes, that's right. If you want to avenge Meng Qing's death, feel free to take action." Lin Chen said calmly.

Rong Tielian's eyes flickered when he heard this, and suddenly he heard sounds in the void everywhere, and there were powerful fluctuations of holy power.

Lin Chen also noticed it, and saw a mass of demonic energy coming from the left rear of Rong Tielian, and flying boats flashing with demonic light, with demon flags erected on them, and the four characters "Blood Yang Demon Sect" written on them.

Looking to the northwest, red energy surged into the sky, and red chariots drove by, with majestic red-haired cultivators standing there.

A fleet of jet-black and shiny warships also flew from the southwest, carrying a cultivator with a ferocious appearance and a black horn on his forehead.

Finally, in the southeast direction, the demonic energy boils, and a demon clan with different appearances and fierce aura emerges. A white flag is fluttering, with four big words written on it: "Gulan Demon Gate."

After a few breaths of time, the four forces stopped around Xueluo City, and each came up surrounded by a Second Tribulation Holy God.

Seeing this, Xiao Huo felt that the spirit fruit in his mouth no longer tasted good, and said angrily: "Dad, we seem to be surrounded."

Lin Chen glanced at her and said: "One is the Bloodyang Demon Sect, the other is the Gulan Demon Sect, and the other two forces seem to be barbarians?"

"Master Tianjian."

Patriarch Feng Lin suddenly rushed out of the city and said in a hurried tone: "The other two are the Chiman tribe and the Jiaoman tribe. The chiefs of the two tribes, Chimanxing and Jiaoman Dong, are both veteran Second Tribulation Holy Gods, no weaker than the Blood Tribulation."

Yang Demon Saint and Gu Lan Demon Saint.”

"Well, Chief Feng Lin, I know, you can go back first." Lin Chen nodded.

"Master Tianjian..." Chief Feng Lin wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Xiao Huo.

"Old man, my father is very powerful. They are nothing. Don't worry. Just obey and go back quickly, lest my father has to protect you." Xiao Huo hummed.

Clan Chief Feng Lin was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

These are five Second Tribulation Holy Gods, and there are dozens of First Tribulation Holy Gods. Even if the Three Tribulation Holy Gods come, you have to be wary, right?

Seeing his appearance, Xiaohuo urged: "Old man, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Go back quickly."

Patriarch Feng Lin came to his senses, cupped his hands and said, "Sir, be careful."

After saying that, he hurriedly returned to the city and summoned everyone to reorganize their formation to meet Lin Chen and his daughter.

"Master, does he want to have the Five Great and Two Tribulations Holy God alone?"

Looking at his master's sword-like figure, Chen Yang couldn't help but lose consciousness for a while, and then he blamed himself, hating that he was too weak to fight alongside his master.

"Brother Tianjian didn't want to implicate us, so he accepted the challenge alone." Divine Ancestor Splitting Cloud said to himself.

"This human sword cultivator is dead, and the human race will also be destroyed." Snow God shook his head slightly, and immediately ordered: "I, the Snow God Palace, cannot be involved in this matter, so we must retreat thousands of miles immediately."

"As commanded."

The elders of Snow God Palace hurriedly drove the flying boat back.

Rongtian Snow Girl Tan opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but fell silent again. She knew that the palace master was right, no matter how powerful the human sword cultivator was, he could not withstand the five major forces.

At the same time, Lin Chen was observing the four Bloodyang Demon Saints who arrived.

I saw the Bloody Yang Demon Saint walking out of the flying boat with several Elders of the One Tribulation Holy God. He was thin, with eyebrows like arrows. He was wearing a blood-colored robe and had a sharp aura.

Gu Lan Demon Saint also came out. Judging from her appearance, she was a rather charming middle-aged woman. She had a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth and lips like red leaves. She was wearing a silk skirt, which highlighted her plump figure, like a

Ripe apples are very tempting.
Chapter completed!