War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Elder Chen Tong is the seventh transformation of the Holy Immortal...he was killed in the blink of an eye?"

"Before Elder Chen Tong made a move, he said that the purple-clothed youth would be killed in one move... However, the result was: the purple-clothed youth killed him with only two moves!"

"Who is this young man in purple? How can he be so scary?"

"Killing a Saint Immortal Seventh Transformation powerhouse is like killing a chicken... This young man in purple is probably at least the existence of the 'Eighth Transformation Saint Immortal'?"

...

A group of Yousheng Palace patrolling disciples, after the shock, looked at Duan Lingtian again, their eyes and faces were full of horror and disbelief.

There were even a few people who couldn't help reaching out and pinching their thighs, and slapped themselves, as if they wanted to verify whether they were dreaming.

"He... is he so powerful?"

The middle-aged Yousheng Palace patrol disciple 'Ding Jianhong' thought that the purple-clothed youth in front of him would surely die, and even thought that the purple-clothed youth would be killed by Chen Tong's blow and be wiped out...

However, the 'reality' in front of him gave him a sharp look.

Some people were indeed bombarded and killed, and they were wiped out.

However, that person was not the purple-clothed youth, but 'Chen Tong' who attacked the purple-clothed youth, the elder of the Seventh Transformation of the Saint Immortal who visited the Saint Palace!

Ding Jianhong never dreamed of:

The young man in purple in front of him has such terrifying strength!

"He is not a fifth-transformation or sixth-transformation powerhouse at all... but a 'eighth-transformation powerhouse'!"

Now, Ding Jianhong is also deeply aware of this.

Ding Jianhong is not the only one who realizes this.

Even the elderly Yousheng Palace patrol disciple who feared the world would not be chaotic in front of Chen Tong also realized this.

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

Almost when Duan Lingtian looked calmly at the elderly patrol disciple of Yousheng Palace,

The elderly Yousheng Palace patrolling disciple trembled violently, then knelt down in the void, kowtowing to Duan Lingtian continuously, begging for mercy.

Seeing the strength Duan Lingtian showed just now, this elderly patrolling disciple of Yousheng Palace couldn't think of any resistance at all.

What a joke!

Even the elders of the Seventh Transformation of the Saint Immortal who were as strong as Chen Tong were killed by two moves, let alone the mere existence of the 'Third Transformation of the Saint Immortal'!

Because of this, he now puts all 'dignity' behind him, and only begs the young man in purple in front of him to spare his life.

"Humph!"

However, Duan Lingtian's cold snort was the response that this aged Youshenggong elder got.

As soon as Duan Lingtian snorted, the elderly Youshenggong elder stiffened in fright, his pupils shrank, and his face showed despair.

boom! !

Under the eyes of everyone present, none of the people present saw any movement of Duan Lingtian, as if a gust of wind blew past, and when it blew towards the elderly Yousheng Palace Elder who was kneeling there, there was another loud noise like thunder.

After the loud noise, the aged Youshenggong elder disappeared, as if disappeared out of thin air.

All that remained in place was a solitary 'Na Ring'.

Suddenly, there was another dead silence at the scene.

The remaining four Yousheng Palace patrolling disciples headed by 'Ding Jianhong' didn't dare to take a breath, and didn't even dare to look at Duan Lingtian again. They lowered their heads one by one, as if silently waiting for Duan Lingtian's 'judgment'.

"Wow! Daddy is so powerful, he beat them all away..."

Duan Siling danced in Duan Lingtian's arms, her pink and jade-carved face was full of excitement.

In the world in her eyes, she only thought that it was her father who beat people away, instead of killing them until there was not even a scum left!

"Killed away?"

And Duan Siling's words fell into the ears of the four Yousheng Palace patrolling disciples, making them smile bitterly again.

This little aunt, are you kidding me?

Didn't I see that after the person disappeared, did the 'sacrificing precepts' automatically cancel the acknowledgment of the master and stay?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian seemed to have noticed something, and then his eyes fell in the direction of the residence of Yousheng Palace.

After a while.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Accompanied by two swift whistling sounds, two ghostly figures came swiftly from a distance, one in front and the other behind.

The speed of one of them is much faster than the speed of the other.

And he was the first to arrive at the place where Duan Lingtian and others were.

"Who killed my Yousheng Palace disciple?"

When the person appeared, he asked in a deep voice.

"Elder Lin Yuan!"

"Elder Lin Yuan!"

...

But almost when the visitor appeared, Ding Jianhong and the other four disciples patrolling the Holy Palace, who were originally uneasy, were determined in their hearts, and immediately saluted the visitor respectfully.

The person who came was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, white hair and childlike face, wearing a loose long robe, quite fairy-like.

The reason why the four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace felt so at ease was precisely because the old man in front of them was the best among their elders in Yousheng Palace, and he was an existence of the "Eighth Transformation of Saint Immortal"!

call!

And after the elder 'Lin Yuan' of Yousheng Palace, another person arrived at the scene.

"Elder Peng Lai!"

"Elder Peng Lai!"

...

Immediately, the four Yousheng Palace patrolling disciples also saluted this person.

This person is also the elder of Yousheng Palace, named 'Peng Lai', he is a short but strong middle-aged man.

Of course, his cultivation base is a little worse than that of 'Lin Yuan', because he is only a seventh-transformation existence of a holy immortal!

"Ding Jianhong, you smashed the jade piece of communication and said that someone killed our Yousheng Palace disciple 'Chen An'?"

Peng Lai immediately looked at Ding Jianhong and asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ding Jianhong couldn't help but look at the young man in purple who was hugging a little girl not far away.

Immediately, both Peng Lai and Lin Yuan followed Ding Jianhong's gaze to look at Duan Lingtian.

"Duan Lingtian!!"

Suddenly, Lin Yuan's pupils shrank, and then he yelled loudly, his voice full of rage.

In his eyes, bursts of anger of hatred rose up, as if it could burn everything!

At this moment, Lin Yuan didn't seem to be looking at a person who killed their Yousheng Palace disciple, but more like looking at a person who killed his father and enemy!

"This……"

"what happened?!"

"Elder Lin Yuan...he knows this young man in purple?"

...

Seeing Lin Yuan like this, whether it was the elder of Yousheng Palace 'Peng Lai', or Ding Jianhong and other four patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, they all looked confused, completely unaware of what was going on.

Looking at Lin Yuan's current appearance, it seems that he has known this purple-clothed youth for a long time, and there seems to be a great hatred between him and him!

"Duan Lingtian?"

After a while, Peng Lai came to his senses, only feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

Finally, he seemed to think of something, his pupils shrank suddenly, "I remember... the person who killed Lin Yuan's grandson, 'Lin Qigang', seemed to be called 'Duan Lingtian'?"

"Could it be... that's him?!"

When he looked at Duan Lingtian again, Peng Lai couldn't help but feel another kick in his heart.

"you know me?"

On the other side, Duan Lingtian was shocked.

The elder Youshenggong who just arrived, when he saw him for the first time, not only called out his name, but also stared at him with hatred.

It seems that he has a 'revenge for killing his son and taking his wife'!

Duan Lingtian is extremely sure:

It was definitely the first time for him to see this Youshenggong elder.

"Of course I know you!"

Lin Yuan smiled angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes, "One year ago, my grandson 'Lin Qigang' died at your hands! Unexpectedly, after a year, you would personally deliver it to your door...Look Come on, God treats me well!"

Speaking of later, Lin Yuan's murderous aura shot up to the sky, mixed with the same devilish aura rising up into the sky, as if it could pierce the sky!

"Lin Qigang?"

Duan Lingtian was taken aback, although he felt that the name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

All the visitors to the holy palace present, except for the elder 'Peng Lai', already knew it well, but the pupils of the other patrolling disciples all shrank, with expressions of shock on their faces.

"This Duan Lingtian...is the one who killed Lin Yuan's grandson 'Lin Qigang'?"

"I heard that Elder Lin Yuan's grandson was killed outside the relics that were suspected to be left by the immortal saint tattoo master, and he died at the hands of a demon stronger than Miss Wen Jing! But I didn't expect that, That person is him!"

"This Duan Lingtian, isn't he out of his mind? After killing Elder Lin Yuan's grandson, he still wants to join us in the Holy Palace?"

"Hmph! Don't forget, he is the same as Elder Lin Yuan, the 'Eighth Transformation Power of the Holy Immortal'!"

"But the problem is... when he killed Elder Lin Yuan's grandson 'Lin Qigang', he also killed Elder He Qing's son 'He Senjie' and Elder Lu Wei's grandson 'Situ Yuji'!"

"Offended the eighth transformation elders of the three holy immortals of our Yousheng Palace at one time, and dared to come to our Yousheng Palace... He is quite courageous."

...

Several Yousheng Palace patrolling disciples whispered, although their voices were not loud, they were still clearly heard by Duan Lingtian and others.

"Elder He Qing?"

Hearing the whispers of several patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, the elder of Yousheng Palace 'Peng Lai' shook his head secretly.

That Elder He Qing died a year ago.

His soul orb was found to be shattered a year ago, and the master of the Yousheng Palace even sent several elders to investigate the cause of his death, but after arriving, they found nothing.

However, after all, He Qing is the elder of the Eighth Transformation of the Holy Immortal of Yousheng Palace and the backbone of Yousheng Palace, so even if he died, Yousheng Palace still concealed his 'death'.

Therefore, the disciples of Yousheng Palace below don't know that He Qing is dead.

"So you are that man's grandfather!"

Hearing the whispers of a few patrolling disciples of Yousheng Palace, when Duan Lingtian looked at Lin Yuan again, he also had a face full of enlightenment.

"As for the Elder Lin Qing they are talking about... it should be the elder Youshenggong who was killed by me a year ago in the eighth transformation of the Saint Immortal, right? That person seems to be He Senjie's father!"

"However, these Yousheng Palace disciples don't seem to know that Lin Qing is dead."

Duan Lingtian secretly thought.