The inner and outer elders of the Shenming Sect were stunned and confused after hearing Wang Pan's words.

Holy Son, have you always been so brave?

This is the Grand Elder of the Shenming Sect!

A peerless great power who has reached the Great Perfection of the Hedao Stage!

Who dares to kick out the Grand Elder?

The cultivation level of all the Shenming Sect members present was at least the Out-of-Body Stage. Except for a few who broke through to the Out-of-Body Stage in the last two thousand years, the rest had seen Kang Yuan.

The power of the five Grand Elders of the Shenming Sect was deeply rooted in the hearts of the Shenming Sect. Even though many people present wanted these five old guys to die, no one dared to show it.

After all, even the previous Wangyue was also supported by the two deputy sect masters supported by these five old guys, with a name but no power.

"Bold!"

Behind Kang Yuan, a great power in the middle stage of the Hedao Stage stood up, exuding a terrifying aura unscrupulously, and scolded Wang Pan.

The breath condensed like substance, and the blood-red evil spirit was like mist, emitting a strong smell of blood and spreading.

The master humiliated the minister and the minister died!

The Iron Blood Cavalry is more like a legion than a sect.

The superiors and subordinates are clearly distinguished, and Kang Yuan is the general of one of the thirteen Iron Blood Cavalry.

This great man in the middle stage of Hedao was cultivated by Kang Yuan and is extremely loyal to Kang Yuan.

Seeing Wang Pan dare to speak to the general like this, he naturally had murderous intentions.

"Who are you?"

Kang Yuan's eyes moved away from Wangyue and fell on Wang Pan, asking in confusion.

"The dead don't need to know so much!

You see that the eyes of this Saint's wife are not right, and this Saint doesn't like it very much."

Wang Pan said to Kang Yuan faintly,

"Okay, very good!

Wangyue, you don't want him to die, right?

As long as you agree to my request, I can let him go."

Kang Yuan laughed in anger, with threats in his words.

Kang Yuan was a little angry. All along, Kang Yuan had been thinking about getting the complete Divine King Mingzhao Sutra from Wangyue. Even if this method didn't work, he could use Wangyue as a furnace.

But before Wangyue's master passed the calamity, perhaps because he had a premonition of something, Wangyue's master passed the position of the sect master to Wangyue. The identity of the sect master allowed Wangyue to take charge of the remains of the ascended people of the Shenming Sect.

Under the fear of the rat, Kang Yuan and other supreme elders, although they had no good intentions towards Wangyue, did not dare to really tear their faces with Wangyue.

They could only start from the Shenming Sect, intending to force Wangyue to surrender.

Unexpectedly, Wangyue actually survived and broke through to the Hedao period!

Kang Yuan was shocked when he looked at Wangyue's cultivation.

Two thousand years ago, Kang Yuan met Wangyue when he returned to the Shenming Sect to pick the Nine Nether Lotus Root. At that time, Wangyue's realm was only the initial stage of Lianxu!

If it weren't for the trump card that Master Wangyue left for Wangyue and the existence of the Twelve Ghosts of Shenming, Wangyue would have been kicked off the position of the leader by the two deputy leaders.

But now, only two thousand years have passed, and Wangyue, this woman, has actually broken through to the late stage of Hedao!

This shocked Kang Yuan. When did it become so easy to break through?

Kang Yuan felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he overestimated Wangyue as much as possible and did not underestimate the enemy. Otherwise, he might not be able to take Wangyue down by himself!

"If you can kill the Holy Son, I have no objection.

Anyway, none of you are good."

Wangyue rolled her eyes and said unhappily.

Wangyue felt that she needed to rectify the style of Shenming Sect.

From top to bottom, the old and the young in Shenming Sect are all bad people, and they are all plotting against him.

"Holy Son?"

Kang Yuan looked at Wang Pan, a little confused.

There was no such thing as the Holy Son in the news that Bai Fan sent to him.

In his heart, he cursed Bai Fan as a waste, but looking at Wang Pan's realm of the Refining Void Stage, Kang Yuan didn't care. It was the same anyway, an ant that could be killed with a single finger.

Kang Yuan didn't see Bai Fan and others in the hall, and he instantly understood that Bai Fan and others must have been dealt with by Wang Yue.

After all, with his support over the years, Bai Fan and others had disgusted Wang Yue enough.

Now that Wang Yue is in the Hedao stage, he will naturally act without restraint.

Kang Yuan didn't care about Bai Fan and others. Let them die, useless things.

But Kang Yuan was a little strange. What did Wang Yue mean by what he said?

What do you mean you are all bad?

But the next moment, Kang Yuan understood!

"Buzz!"

I saw Wang Pan slowly stand up from the throne, the hall trembled violently, and the whole person exuded a terrifying pressure, and the surrounding space solidified under this substantial pressure!

In their eyes, Wang Pan became bigger and bigger, like the sun, moon and stars, with supreme power in every move!

The sun and the moon are reversed, and the rivers flow backwards!

It is like a god overlooking all living things!

The aura that is as powerful as the power of heaven spreads, leaving everyone's mind blank!

"Impossible! How can you be so strong in the Refining Void Stage?!"

Kang Yuan was full of disbelief, and his expression was crazy, and he roared at Wang Pan.

Behind Kang Yuan, the three powerful people in the Hedao Stage were even more unbearable. Under the suppression of Wang Pan's aura, they had difficulty walking and couldn't even speak, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Nothing is impossible. Maybe it's not that this saint is too strong, but that you are too weak?"

Wang Pan lowered his head and overlooked a group of ants. His voice was like a huge bell, everywhere.

It's not that Wang Pan has become bigger, but that everyone has become smaller in front of Wang Pan!

Wang Pan has experienced this situation before.

When he entered the inheritance hall and faced the ascended person's remains, Wang Pan's size also became extremely small under the pressure of the ascended person's remains.

Wang Pan had a self-centered thought in his heart.

In Wang Pan's eyes, everyone present was as insignificant as an ant, and the Supreme Elder of Shenming Sect in front of him was no exception. At best, the Supreme Elder of Shenming Sect was like an extra-large ant in front of him.

Well, if Wang Pan can blow others to death with one breath, then facing the extra-large ant like the Supreme Elder of Shenming Sect, Wang Pan needs to stretch out a finger to crush him to death.

"What nonsense are you talking about!

I have been practicing cultivation for 183,000 years!

He has stayed in the Great Perfection of Hedao for nearly a hundred thousand years, and his profound foundation is rare in the world!

How could I be too weak! "

Wang Pan's words immediately made Kang Yuan lose his temper and cursed at Wang Pan.

"You haven't dared to break through to the tribulation stage for a hundred thousand years, aren't you too weak?

You have no confidence in your own way, you loser. "

Wang Pan looked at Kang Yuan with disdain. Such a person has lost his morale and has limited achievements.

Either they wait in Hedao until the end is approaching, or even if they try hard to break through to the tribulation stage, they will die under the thunder tribulation.

Wang Pan holds the heavenly scepter, which is like the incarnation of the sky. In Wang Pan's eyes, all the stages of combining the Dao and practicing Qi are treated equally.

Well, they are all ants anyway.

Wang Pan walked up to Kang Yuan step by step, raised the Tiandao scepter, and dropped it towards Kang Yuan.

"Iron Blood Flag!"

Kang Yuan looked ferocious and shouted to the sky.

A large flag exuding endless blood appeared, fluttering in the wind, and making a hunting sound.

The terrifying fighting spirit broke out, allowing Kang Yuan to eliminate all negative emotions, and his combat power doubled!

This is the general flag of the Iron-Blooded Cavalry, made from countless Iron-Blooded Knight soldiers who have fallen in battles!

The phantoms seemed to have transcended the barriers of time and space, stepping out from an unknown era and reappearing in the world.

These phantoms were densely packed and countless, and they roared and formed one killing formation after another. The killing formations were interlocking, and the soldiers were connected with each other, activating the power of heaven and earth.

"Fancy."

Wang Pan glanced at it and shook his head.

The scepter of heaven is like a star, falling slowly but really quickly.

Wisps of flames ignited on the surface of the Tiandao Scepter, making the Tiandao Scepter extremely bright.

Before it fell, the heaven-destroying Qi machine alone had shattered the shadows of countless soldiers, and the so-called killing formation was even more of a joke.

"Crack!"

There were crackling sounds from the Iron-Blooded Flag, and cracks covered the flagpole. Sparks appeared on the flag as red as blood, burning big holes in the flag.

"boom!"

The scepter of heaven falls, just like the stars falling, no one can stop it!

There is no mistake. One post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

The iron-blooded flag shattered, and the ferocity on Kang Yuan's face disappeared, replaced by a look of relief.

"Die like this?"

Mochizuki stared blankly, feeling unreal.

In Wang Yue's eyes, the battle between Wang Pan and Kang Yuan was neither earth-shattering nor evenly matched.

Just Wang Pan stepped forward, holding the scepter in his hand, swung the scepter like an ordinary person fighting, and knocked on Kang Yuan's head.

With a ferocious expression on his face, Kang Yuan took out a flag to resist, and was then beaten to pieces by Wang Pan and the flag.

This was the supreme elder of the Shenming Sect, a peerless power who had few rivals in the Hedao period, and he died like this?

Wang Yue's expression was complicated. Although he thought about killing these old guys all the time, when the old guys were beaten to death by Wang Pan, it made Wang Yue feel like a rabbit was dead and a fox was sad.

"Bah, bah, bah, what a shame.

A well deserved death! "

Mochizuki shook her head hard, dispelling the inexplicable thoughts that came up in her mind, with a smile on her face.

If these old guys hadn't caused trouble for him, he wouldn't have to live so tiringly.

Wangyue was okay, just sluggish for a moment.

The three Hedaoqi who followed Kang Yuan hundreds of millions of miles to Shenming Sect were almost going crazy.

They are most aware of Kang Yuan's power. The overlord in the Hedao period is something that few can rival!

Among the thirteen generals of the Iron-Blooded Cavalry, Kang Yuan can also be ranked in the top three!

But the powerful general in their hearts died like this, which made them feel that their faith collapsed.

And when Wang Pan's eyes fell on them, they immediately shuddered and came to their senses.

"You actually dare to kill our general, the Iron-Blooded Cavalry will not let you go!"

The middle-level Hedao monk who had stood up and scolded Wang Pan before had a look of fear in his eyes. It was obvious that he was scared, but thinking of the general's kindness to him, he still stood up and said without hesitation.

"Silly!"

"If you don't beg for mercy at this time, you still dare to threaten me!"

The other two people cursed secretly, looked at each other, decisively sold Pao Ze, and ran away.

Although the general was as kind to him as a mountain, now that the general himself is dead, death is like a lamp going out, and all the kindness has dissipated.

Besides, you can't defeat him now, you can only leave it to be useful for the future.

Presumably General Jiuquanxia will be able to understand his painstaking efforts.

Wang Pan looked at these three people, with some thoughts flashing in his eyes.

"You have backbone, I admire people like you the most."

Wang Pan had admiration on his face, but he showed no mercy at all.

He poked down with one finger, and directly killed the great man in the Hedao period.

Then he looked at the two people who were running away, and the void made a move towards the two figures.

Suddenly, the two felt an irresistible force coming, as if time and space were flowing backwards. They tried their best to move forward. Every step they took spanned hundreds of millions of miles, but they still couldn't escape, and their bodies kept retreating backwards.

"My Shenming Sect has no taboos. We don't ask about origin or character. We only recruit people with talent.

Now, this saint will give you a chance to live.

Join my Shenming Sect, otherwise you will die!

Think about it before answering, you only have one chance."

Wang Pan said kindly to the two.

Shenming Sect is still too weak. Except for himself and Wangyue, there is not even a Hedao period.

It's embarrassing to say it out!

As for the other four supreme elders, they are already dead in Wang Pan's heart, so they don't count.

It's impossible that he and Wangyue need to take action personally in everything we encounter, right?

Otherwise, what would the Shenming Sect do?

Wang Pan was not here to be a babysitter for the Shenming Sect.

That's why Wang Pan saved the lives of these two cultivators in the middle stage of Hedao.

As for whether these two would pretend to join the Shenming Sect and give him a fatal blow at a critical moment?

Wang Pan didn't care about this.

It would be fine if they worked honestly for him, but if they dared to jump out, Wang Pan wouldn't mind killing them.

Besides, the two Hedao-stage cultivators were not taken seriously by Wang Pan, and they were not enough to make Wang Pan afraid.

After experiencing so many worlds, Wang Pan had never seen anyone who could catch up with him after being surpassed by him!

Besides, it was not certain how long these two people would live after joining the Shenming Sect.

After all, the three holy places of Yangzhou would attack soon.

At that time, wouldn't these two people be ready-made thugs?

If they died in the hands of the three holy places of Yangzhou, they could only blame themselves for being too weak and having bad luck.

"Thanks to the Holy Son for showing mercy and letting bygones be bygones.

We two are willing to join the Shenming Sect and serve the Holy Son!"

Fang Yuan and Men Wen looked at each other, then bowed to Wang Pan.

It's not a shame to save our lives.

Besides, the general has died in the hands of the Holy Son of the Shenming Sect, which shows that the Holy Son is the real strong thigh!

If we don't hug him now, do we have to go all the way back to Youzhou?

You know, the Iron Blood Cavalry is not a harmonious group.

Now that the general has died, the other twelve Iron Blood Cavalry will swarm in like sharks smelling blood, and swallow up Kang Yuan's Iron Blood Cavalry!

By then, the situation of the two of them will not be much better.

Because the two of them have been branded with Kang Yuan's mark, being excluded and not valued by the other Iron Blood Cavalry is a light punishment, if they are beaten and killed, it will be a real injustice.

After all, among the Iron Blood Cavalry, there are only a dozen or so people who have reached the Great Perfection of the Hedao, but there are as many as hundreds of Hedao Period.

But the Shenming Sect is different. Except for the Saint Son and the Sect Master, there is no one in the Hedao period in the entire Shenming Sect.

Now that the two of them have joined the Shenming Sect, their status is only below the Saint Son and the Sect Master!

In addition, my life is still in the hands of the Saint Son.

Only a madman would refuse!

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