The young master Ling Yang looked up and was immediately scared to death.

Such a powerful person...whoever takes action must be a super strong man close to thousands of blood!

"not good!"

The old man in black was also shocked. He saw the strength of the person. He didn't have time to be surprised why a super old monster close to ten thousand blood suddenly appeared. His figure flashed and rushed over and blocked the Young Master Lingyang.

Bang!

The golden lightning fell and hit the spiritual shield he had rushed out.

This spiritual shield at the level of the Eight Tribulation Emperor weapon was instantly bombarded and hit his chest heavily, shaking him out of blood and flew backwards.

When he landed, he was dying.

"hiss!"

The Young Master Lingyang gasped for a while and was so shocked that he was not possessed by his soul.

San Qianxue suffered this blow, and it was so tragic. If he had suffered this blow, he would have been bombarded with his body on the spot, leaving only the soul.

"Who is it! Who dares to oppose my Lingyangshan!"

He looked into the air and roared with a ferocious expression.

"Look! That's the Peng King's Sphur! It's the God of Tang!"

"The Lord Tang is here!"

The cultivators from all directions looked at the falling golden light and recognized it. It was the Peng King's Divine Sphur that was terrifying the world.

They looked up at the sky again and shouted excitedly.

"Shengjun Tang? Is it him?"

Young Master Ling Yang's face changed drastically.

He thought that the man surnamed Tang was a guy who had never heard of him, so he was so powerful, but now he saw that he was a super strong man close to the level of 10,000 blood!

How is this... possible?

As the son of the Emperor, he is already a powerful man with a thousand blood. He naturally has some understanding of the Star Transformation Realm. He has also heard of some old Star Transformation Powerful Man, but he has never heard of one of them with the surname Tang.

"Is it true of Lingyang Mountain?"

In the air, a playful sneer rang out.

Then, a white figure appeared from the clouds, took a light step and disappeared. The next moment, it appeared in the field, sniffing at the Young Master Lingyang coldly.

"Who are you? Are you the ancestor of the Dongxuan Tang clan?"

Young Master Ling Yang took a few steps back and said in a panic.

The guy in white in front of him gave him a great sense of oppression. He even had an illusion that he was facing a real emperor-powered man.

"Dongxuan clan? Not familiar with it!"

Tang Hao sneered, "I am Tang Hao, the elder of the Craft Sect!"

"Elder? Are you just an elder?" Young Master Ling Yang was stunned, a little unbelievable.

This person with nearly ten thousand blood must be a super old antique who has been transformed into stars for thousands of years. Even if such a person is thirty-three days old, he will be offered up. His status is extremely respectful. How could he be trapped in an unknown small sect and become an elder?

At this time, he also realized that this person must be an old monster who transformed into a star thousands of years ago, but he was not known to others. Now that he has been born, he somehow became an elder in this small force called the Creation Sect.

It is normal for such a person to hatch and cultivate a true phoenix that is complete with six tribulations.

Also, because of this clan, Zhuquetian, is so close to the Craft Sect because of his strength, he does not hesitate to stand up and offend Lingyangshan.

A super strong man who is close to ten thousand blood and may become the throne of Emperor, no force will give up the opportunity to make friends with such figures!

Young Master Ling Yang felt a little regretful. If he had known that the Tang surname was a strong man with nearly ten thousand blood, he would never have done this.

"Senior, this... is all a misunderstanding!"

He retreated and smiled bitterly, "I really don't know what your relationship is with you in the Chuangyu Sect, so I offended you. I hope you can forgive me for my father's sake!"

"Misunderstanding? I don't think so! Didn't you just say that you would wash away my fortune's door?"

Tang Hao looked at him jokingly.

"No! Nothing!"

The Young Master Ling Yang shook his head quickly.

"Haha! Look, he is so cowardly now, what is the son of the Emperor? Bah! That's it!"

"I'm still a senior. He probably doesn't know the age of Emperor Tang!"

The cultivators from all directions looked at them from a distance and burst into laughter.

The Young Master Ling Yang just now was so arrogant that he shouted that he would destroy all of them, but now when he saw the Lord Tang, he was like a mouse and a cat, and he didn't dare to let out a moment of excitement.

"No! He is a super old antique! All of these people are cruel and cruel, ruthless people who offend him. Even though the young master is the son of the emperor, he may have trouble. He must notify the master and let him rescue him!"

The old slave in black got up from the ground, looking a little panicked.

An old monster close to thousands of blood is so difficult to deal with!

Even if the Lord comes in person, he may not be able to keep him. Once this hatred is formed, it is not a good thing for him, Lingyang Mountain. He can only let the Lord come in person and resolve the grudges.

At that moment, he secretly cast a jade talisman, turned into golden light, and soared into the sky.

Tang Hao noticed the golden light, glanced at it, but did not stop it.

With his current strength, even if Emperor Lingyang comes in person, there is nothing to be afraid of. Besides, he and these Emperors must meet in the Xuanhuang Tower, so it is better to see them first.

Seeing the golden light, the young master Lingyang showed joy.

He knew that this was a messaging talisman to notify his father, and in a while, his father was coming.

At this moment, he became much more courageous. Seeing this old monster named Tang, he was not afraid.

After all, this guy is not the Eight Tribulations, and he will also have some concerns when facing a true emperor.

"It's the messaging talisman!"

"The Emperor Lingyang is coming!"

There was a burst of exclamation among the crowd from all directions.

Many people showed concern. Although the Lord Tang was strong, it was not the real Eight Tribulations after all.

"Do you think I'll be scared when you come?" Tang Hao withdrew his gaze, looked at the Young Master Lingyang, and sneered.

As he said that, he gave a tip to go out.

In an instant, a golden light burst out at his fingertips, turning into a huge golden finger, pointing towards the young master Lingyang.

"You...why are you doing? You can't touch me. My father is the Emperor Lingyang. If you touch me, my father will not let you go!" Young Master Lingyang screamed in fear, with a look of panic.

"This finger is to teach you a lesson on your behalf!"

Tang Hao hummed lightly.

Bang!

With this point of view, the boundless light immediately exploded. The Young Master Lingyang screamed, and was blown back by this point of view, and blood squirted wildly.

At this time, somewhere in the void, two figures were flying, looking at the direction, heading towards the Bahuang.

Suddenly, one of the figures paused, looked forward, and exclaimed.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the void ahead. A golden light was caught by him from a distance, and a jade talisman appeared.

"Brother Ling Yang, what's wrong?"

Another figure also stopped and looked over.

Both of them were covered with immortal light, and they could not see their appearance clearly. This was the symbol of the Eight Tribulation Emperor.
Chapter completed!