When Bai Ling'er heard this answer, she almost fainted with fright. Is this Jiang Ming crazy? He doesn't know who the people in this Council of Elders are?

The smile of the old man with a disabled left hand stiffened on his face in an instant, and it was true that this kid was embarrassed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was so young, his cultivation would be okay. Where would he be willing to let such a person join? He doesn't deserve to lift their shoes.

"You killed my sect disciple Chen Yi, and you also stole the bone fan, and now return it to me!" On the other side, an old man with a comb to the sky roared angrily. The old man's roar was like thunder, and it instantly resounded through the elders' council, constantly reverberating throughout the thousand-square-meter hall.

The sound was like a slamming bell, and Jiang Ming seemed to feel that his soul was about to be knocked out by this roar.

Jiang Ming's heart sank, and he hurriedly held his breath, which allowed the almost scattered spirit to return to his body.

Sure enough, they are worthy of the elders of the Immortal Sect, and their cultivation is indeed higher than him!

Everyone in the hall sneered in their hearts, this kid knows that it is terrible now, right?

That was just a lesson, to educate this kid not to be so rampant in front of them!

Don't think that the Spirit Realm Immortal Sect was one of the three sects back then, so don't take them seriously. This kid isn't even a fart in their eyes.

Han Chen stood beside him and sneered.

Wasn't this kid rampant in the Crystal Palace just now?

Jiang Ming's face was slightly pale, and he said with a smile: "It turned out that I wanted a bone fan, the old gentleman said it earlier, and I didn't give it." What is the murder?"

It's a pity, it was robbed in vain.

Jiang Ming sighed a little in his heart, he never returned the things that came to his pocket. The Sen Luo Ghost King's Afterlife Flute was in his bag, and at that time, the Sen Luo Ghost King was many times more powerful than him, didn't he take it back?

This time he really had a hard stubble.

Jiang Ming took it out of his pocket and directly threw the bone fan to the elder of the Immortal Sect.

The elder caught the bone fan, snorted coldly, and tilted his head away.

The elder with his broken left hand looked at Jiang Ming, whose face was a little pale and his breath was slightly uncertain, and said seductively: "Young man, it's actually too late for you to convert now. You are still young, and the road ahead is still long, with our Tianwu Immortal Sect, maybe you will be able to ascend to the Heavenly Dao in the future?"

Jiang Ming was disdainful in his heart, ascending to heaven?

They had been in the True Immortal for so many years, why hadn't they seen these elders ascend to the Heavenly Dao Dao to cultivate?

Jiang Ming's heart is the same as that of Spiegel, unless the ancient path of the starry sky is reopened, so that the cosmic aura and galactic tides can pour into the earth, they want to ascend to the heavens and achieve positive results, this is a dream!

Jiang Ming was also honest now, so he sat there swaggering and didn't speak, and he didn't say yes or no, as if he had come to the Heavenly Martial Immortal Sect as a guest.

The scene was a bit stalemate in an instant.

Bai Ling'er was really anxious when she stood aside. She had been following Jiang Ming for a long time, and she knew what kind of character this person was.

I'm afraid I've never been so depressed since I practiced, right?

I'm in a hurry, I don't know if I'll have a fish with them.

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