Looking at this scene, Fu Dong's face suddenly darkened, he took a few steps forward and shouted at Xiling Yunji: "Linggu is planted by us, if you want Linggu, you have to go through our consent, don't attack our master and master!" ”

Xiling Yunji was stunned for a moment, slowly turned his head, and at first glance, he saw Ling Luo standing beside Fu Dong.

Seeing this, Xiling Yunqin simply said: "Yes, Linggu is cultivated by the children, if your Shengdan Hall wants it, let's negotiate the price with the children." ”

Yan Xiang and Xiling Yunqin are obviously also on the united front, and these Linggu, even if they are division commanders, they have no right to assign them.

Fu Dong looked at Ling Luo beside him and said, "Little junior sister, Linggu is mainly cultivated by you, you decide." ”

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked up a faint smile, and a trace of evil light crossed his dark eyes, and said, "I'm sorry, Elder Xiling, we don't sell it." ”

Xiling Yunji, this person, she remembers it very clearly. At the time of the second test for the new students, I deliberately embarrassed myself.

If she guessed correctly, the reason why the hall master of the Shengdan Hall, Xiling Junzheng, changed his mind and did not accept himself as an apprentice was probably because of the middle-aged man in front of her.

"Not for sale?" Xiling Yunji's face sank suddenly, "Do you want to ignore the thousands of disciples of the Holy Dan Hall?" ”

The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked up a cold arc, and his voice was full of mockery: "Whether the disciples of the Holy Dan Hall are starving to death or not, what does it have to do with me?" The Spirit Valley of our Holy Fire Hall will only be sold to the Holy Gold Hall, the Holy Wood Hall, and the Holy Water Hall, five hundred taels and one catties, and there will be no bargaining, a few people, please go back! ”

Xiling Yunji's face became more and more ugly, and he said angrily: "Ling Luo, don't deceive people too much!" ”

"Your Xiling family has a big business, I, a little woman from a small country in Xijiu, how can I really bully you, Elder Xiling, don't laugh." Ling Luo shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his hand, pointed to the gate, and said, "Slow down and don't send it." ”

Xiling Yunji was furious, and a flaming flame knife suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, slashing towards Ling Luo's direction.

Ling Luo's eyes were cold, and he forgot about it.

The moment before she summoned the Chixiao Sword, there was already a tall figure blocking in front of her.

"Master?"

Yan Xiang didn't know when, he had already sat down from a height more than a dozen steps away, perched in front of Xiling Yunji, and caught the flame knife gathered by Xiling Yunji with his bare hands.

"Xiling gathers, the Holy Fire Hall is not a place for you to be presumptuous!" Yan Xiang's body exuded a strong and surging fire vitality.

The absolute coercion of the high-level martial king crushed the momentum of Xiling Yunji in an instant, and the flame knife also broke into two with a "snap" from the center.

Xiling Yunji's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yan Xiang was about the same age as himself, he had already reached the level of a hall master, and he was still stepping into the realm of the Martial King, and he hadn't seen him for a few years, but he had actually advanced to such a terrifying point!

It's my own mistake, I should have brought more powerful elders of the same generation over, no, maybe I should ask Xiling Junzheng to come forward!

Yan Xiang has a long-standing grudge with the Xiling family, especially the Xiling Yunji in front of him, who has wanted to destroy his relationship with Yun Qin countless times, and he hates it even more.