Seeing that Fang Ling ignored him, Elder Xue said with a little blue face: "If you don't want to be enemies with my Blood Evil Sect, release me immediately!"

"Fang Ling, let's let the person go!" Liu Liren hesitated for a moment and persuaded Fang Ling in a deep voice.

In Fang Ling's impression, Liu Liren was undoubtedly the most upholding of the disciples of Qianzhu Sect, otherwise he would not have had a dispute with Lan Taozi for him.

Liu Liren's attitude now shows that he has considerable concerns about the Blood Evil Sect.

But Fang Ling didn't even care about Yan Chenzhou, how could he care about the Blood Evil Sect? He glanced at the elder Xue of the Blood Evil Sect and said lightly: "Since you want it, let it give it to you!"

Elder Xue showed a smile on his face. Of course, there was a hint of sarcasm in this smile.

This ridicule was the ridicule of Fang Ling's fear of the Blood Evil Sect, but just when he reached out to pick up Sun Yuan's painting that Fang Ling ran out, Sun Yuan's painting's whole body silently turned into ashes in the air.

A living person suddenly dispersed in the air.

Many disciples of Qianzhu Sect felt a little uncomfortable about Fang Ling's words just now, but they knew that there was no room for them to say such things.

What's more, although they are at the bottom, they also know the power of the Blood Evil Sect. The first sect in the six sects of the gods is now, and the Qianzhu Sect is best not to offend it now.

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But when they saw Sun Yuanhua who turned into ashes in the void, their faces rose with excitement.

After all, it was their fellow disciple who died, and Fang Ling killed Sun Yuanhua. That was to give Qianzhu a face and avenge him. Especially Yang Jiu, Black Scorpion Lady and others, the expressions were filled with excitement.

Fang Ling. This person who dared to challenge the Bianjiang Sword Sect with one person back then did not disappoint their old deployments.

They could also straighten their backs and tell everyone that they were the ones who worshipped Moon Mountain, the one that the ancestor Fang Lingfang stayed there back then!

However, the face of the elder Xue became darker than the bottom of the pot. Although Sun Yuanhua was a real person in Jindan, in his eyes, dying a real person in Jindan was not a big deal.

But Sun Yuanhua must not die in front of him like this. Otherwise, he would not have to mess around with the Six Sects of God in the future.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" As Elder Xue spoke, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a blood cloud flew out of his small Qiankun bag. The blood cloud turned into a blood net and enveloped Fang Ling.

The breath in the blood cloud is not only not smelly, but also a little sweet. The moment Fang Ling fell down the blood-colored net, he felt the urge to rush out of his body.

The Blood Evil Sect's technique is really a bit weird. Fang Ling couldn't help but think of the blood transformation he encountered back then.

But then, he shook his head. Although Elder Xue's cultivation level was much stronger than that of the successor of the Blood Transformation, he was far less than that of the Blood Transformation in terms of martial arts.

The stagnant blood is of some use to others, but for Fang Ling, it is nothing at all.

The magic trick in his hand pinched the demon-control banner and flashed black light, swept towards the blood net. In just a few seconds, the blood-colored net was half a foot in size.

As long as Fang Ling activates the Demon Imperial Banner again, he can sweep the net into the Demon Imperial Banner. But at this moment, someone in the void said in a deep voice: "Sun Yuan Hua is responsible for it, Junior Brother Xue is not going to retreat quickly."

The voice was calm, but it seemed to contain a power that made people involuntarily surrender. Even Fang Ling had a sense of consciousness in his heart when he heard this voice.

Elder Xue quickly pinched the magic tricks and took back his red net. At this time, there was already a little sweat on his head.

Although he knew that he was not as good as Fang Ling, the battle just now made him feel that the gap between him and Fang Ling was so big.

"Zhang Yinghou greets senior!" The great elder of Wanpo Pavilion saluted respectfully the moment the old man walked over.

The white-clothed scholar who sneered at the heavenly way, hesitated for a moment and also saluted to the old man: "Li Wentong pays homage to senior."

Yin Yu Niang looked at the old man, and after hesitating, he bowed and said, "Yin Yu Niang greets senior!"

Liu Liren looked at the old man and bowed and said, "Liu Liren pays homage to seniors. I never thought that he would be able to meet seniors in two hundred years."

Two hundred years later, this time span is really huge. It has only been a few decades since Fang Ling came to this world himself.

But the last time Liu Liren saw this old man was two hundred years ago. The old man was not tall and his red face gave people a feeling of neutrality and peace.

However, the old man's cultivation level sensed by Fang Ling's spiritual sense was the cultivation level of the late stage of the Nascent Soul!

A ancestor in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and from his blood and energy that was much stronger than ordinary people, Fang Ling could feel that this person was absolutely extraordinary.

Maybe he is a half-step powerful man.

The old man waved his hand gently and said, "It's all his family, why bother to be so polite."

While speaking, he glanced at Fang Ling and said, "Junior Brother Fang's Xuanpin is worthy of being the protective method of the ancestor of the Divine Sect."

"If junior brother, you can cultivate Xuanpin to the realm of tunneling and illuminating the sky, how could Nan Chu let Yan Chenzhou be arrogant!"

"Junior Brother Fang, this is Senior Lu Shenmeng, who is my Six Sects of God. Senior Lu was the second elder of our Sect Sect." When Liu Liren saw the old man talking to Fang Ling, he seemed to be afraid that Fang Ling had said the wrong thing and quickly introduced to Fang Ling.

What Fang Ling is most familiar with the Sword of the God Sect is naturally Zhuge Cangsheng who unified the six Sects of the Sword of the God Sect together.

At that time, Zhuge Cangsheng was the great elder of the Sword of the Gods, and this old man named Lu Shenmeng was the second elder of the Sword of the Gods.

Speaking of Lu Shenmeng's status as the Sword of the God Cult, it is below one person and above tens of millions of people. At that time, the Sword of the God Cult was re-divided into the Six Swords of the God Cult with Zhuge Cangsheng's death.

However, these elders of the Six Sects of the Divine God still seemed extremely respectful to this Lu Shenmeng.

Fang Ling felt a strange aura from this Lu Shenmeng. This was a familiar aura. He felt that Lu Shenmeng was very familiar.

But he couldn't remember where he had seen Lu Shenmeng. He believed that as long as he had seen Lu Shenmeng, he would never forget this person.

But Fang Ling read all the memories in his mind, and could not think of where he had seen this Lu Shenmeng at all.

Seeing that all the eyes were already looking at him, Fang Ling bowed to Lu Shenmeng and said, "Greetings to Senior Lu."

Lu Shenmeng laughed and said, "Since Junior Brother Fang has become the Nascent Soul, we should discuss friendships with each other."

Speaking of this, he glanced around and said in a deep voice: "What happened just now is that our Blood Evil Sect was not strict in discipline of his disciples, so this happened. Please forgive me for Junior Brother Fang and all of you."

"After going back, I will definitely strictly discipline my disciples of the Blood Evil Sect. If anyone dares to make the same mistake again, all junior brothers can kill them."

When Lu Shenmeng said this, she glanced at the elder Xue and said, "It would be fine if my junior brother is not strict in discipline. She also fought with Junior Brother Fang and went back to face the wall for 30 days to serve as a warning to you!"

Xue Daozong is a proud and arrogant person. His performance when he came just now has already explained everything. But now he has become extremely respectful under Lu Shenmeng's gaze.

"I will receive the punishment, thank you for your teachings."

"Now, Yan Shenzhou is sinking into the sky, and our six sects of God have reached the greatest crisis since the death of Senior Brother Zhuge."

Lu Shenmeng changed his mind and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is for the inheritance of the six sects, or for the lives of ours, we now face Yan Chenzhou, and that is, we only have one choice!"

"So this time I summon the divine clone, I hope that all junior brothers must work together. Only in this way can we ensure that our divine divine clans survive in the world when this great disaster comes."

The Xuesha Sect's residence is located on the left side of the Qianzhu Sect, but it is the center of the Six Sects of Chishen.

This is a magic weapon that can be carried with you. It not only has a complete pavilion and tower, but also has a lot of strange flowers and plants transplanted, which looks very imposing as an immortal.

In the past, although the cave was quiet, the atmosphere was still good.

But now, the entire cave is silent, and many people feel that they dare not breathe loudly.

The main reason for this situation is naturally what happened half an hour ago.

Sun Yuanhua died, and Elder Xue suffered even more. At this time, who would dare to feel uncomfortable?

Many people looked carefully at the closed main hall gate. Elder Xue and others had been in for a while, and I wonder if the result had been discussed.

Just as all kinds of speculations appeared in everyone's hearts, the gate of the palace was slowly pushed open, and Elder Xue and others walked out.

But Elder Xue's face was not very good-looking.

"Junior brother, since Old Ancestor Lu said, then be careful in the future and never lose his big picture because of small things." A man with a dark face and looked like a farmer said to Xue Daozong in a deep voice.

Although they are both Nascent Souls, Elder Xue is afraid of this senior brother.

When he was just a foundation-building monk, the man with a bad face was already the ancestor of the Nascent Soul.

Although he has now become the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the same level, he dare not be disrespectful to this person.

Not only because of his affection, but also because of his love, this person was more favored by the elder Lu.

"Junior brother understand!" Although Xue Daozong was a little dissatisfied, he did not dare to disobey Lu Shenmeng's instructions.

The dark-faced man nodded and said, "Elder Lu can't bear to see our six sects of Gods in a storm, what kind of internal fighting will happen again."

"What's more, from the recent news, Fang Ling's cultivation level is probably not weaker than that of the Great Elder..."

Xue Daozong was stunned, and then said in disbelief: "How is this possible? How long has Fang Ling been practicing? How could he be less than the Great Elder in terms of cultivation? You must know that the Great Elder is..." (To be continued...)
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