Ling Yan glanced at them, saw that those people were also looking at him, and after thinking in his heart for a moment, he shouted: "We are the disciples of the twelve forces of the Immortal Dao, go in and take a look!" ”

"Go in and have a look?? No, no, no!! The two Dao friends left quickly, don't make it difficult for us, the elder gave a death order, don't let anyone enter the place, you guys go away quickly! The disciples shouted as if they were not bored.

Ling Yan secretly looked at the disciples of the other sects, they seemed to have taken a wait-and-see attitude, just casting their eyes in this direction, but they didn't have the slightest urge to help the disciples of the Angry Cloud Hall drive people away.

Ling Yan thought for a while, then directly took Leng Wanqing's little hand and said, "Since that's the case, then disturb all fellow Daoists!" Leave! ”

"Count you as acquaintances!" Those few members of the Angry Cloud Hall snorted lightly, but they didn't bother Ling Yan anymore.

Ling Yan just took Leng Wanqing's little hand and flew away lightly.

Leng Wanqing looked at Ling Yan with some suspicion, and said weakly: "Brother, is it... Is that all? ”

"Of course not!" Ling Yan smiled lightly, suddenly turned around, faced Leng Wanqing, and then squatted down directly and hugged her slender and petite body.

Suddenly, Leng Wanqing's small body kept trembling, her pink face was almost dripping blood, and she trembled with some fear: "Brother... Brother.. Family... People aren't ready yet."

"Prepare what? Hang on! Ling Yan let out a low snort, and then the Killing God Fighting Boots urged, and the figure disappeared in vain.

"Huh?"

Several disciples who were staring at Ling Yan's back in the distance widened their eyes in unison, and they looked at Ling Yan carefully.

There was not a trace of their breath left in the air, as if the two of them had just dissipated so suddenly.

In an instant, those disciples of the Angry Cloud Hall were frightened into a cold sweat, just by using this hand, they knew that Ling Yan's cultivation was not simple, thinking about the previous arrogance, if the other party was angry, he would kill these disciples, and then leave, they would have nowhere to find them, now that the world is in chaos, the death of an immortal has no effect at all, let alone a low-level immortal like them.

For a while, the disciples of the other sects also cheered up in unison, and their faces were no longer as cold as ice cubes, but let their lines be softened, preferably, with a little smile...

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In the Sky Shadow Palace, above the cracks and tiles of the ruined houses that have not yet had time to be cleaned up, there is a figure flying rapidly, this is the first time that Ling Yan has come to this once familiar place after the outbreak of the First World War in the Sky Shadow Palace, and the scenes below make him feel a sense of what is wrong with people.

In fact, no one is right or wrong, Bai Fengyu is not wrong, and it is not wrong to go against the sky, what is wrong is just people's hearts.

Ling Yan didn't think he was very good, he had done a lot of hurtful things, and he didn't know how many people wanted to kill themselves like this.

"Brother, is this the Sky Shadow Palace??" Leng Wanqing looked down with interest, with a glimmer of brilliance in her eyes: "To find the way to resurrect my grandfather, I traveled all over the land of China, and finally got a fairy fate that came from my ancestors, and I was fortunate to enter the world of Huangquan, and worshiped the monarch of Huangquan as a teacher, so I had to resurrect my grandfather, and the master said that if my brother didn't come for a day, he would have no way to resurrect my grandfather, but no matter what, grandpa was fine, Wanqing was already very content, and I didn't dare to hope for eternal life, let alone any strong strength, I just hoped that I could accompany my brother day and night, Walk through the vast heavens and worlds! ”

Leng Wanqing seemed to fall into longing, and her ruddy little mouth said softly.

"There will be a day!" Ling Yan seemed to have a little touch in his heart, hugged Leng Wanqing tightly, and flew forward.

Leng Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes slightly, felt the wind whistling in her ears, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Gradually, there were more and more disciples on the side of the road, and Ling Yan felt that in the Lingkong Palace located above the front door, it seemed that a lot of people had gathered, and countless auras were gathering there.

Ling Yan took out the token and connected with Xi'er.

"Ling Yan, where are you?" Xi'er was obviously overjoyed, but several strange mental fluctuations seemed to hit Xi'er's token, and her conversation with Ling Yan was directly interrupted before it could begin.

Obviously, this was deliberately interrupted!

Ling Yan felt a burst of anger in his heart, who would dare to bully my wife's daughter?

Of course, thinking so, Ling Yan didn't dare to recognize Miss Xi'er as her daughter, otherwise she would inevitably be stripped of a layer of skin.

A large number of immortal masters have been stationed in the Lingxi Hundred Venue and the Immortal Realm Immortal Palace, and even the Tiger Digging Xuan Immortal Ashan Xuanxian in the Lingxi Hundred Venue has passed, so Xi'er is still threatened, so obviously, the situation on the scene is not optimistic.

Ling Yan couldn't help but secretly speed up and went straight to the direction of the Lingkong Palace.

It's just that at this time, there are many people surrounded by black pressure, and these people are mixed with the disciples of many sects, but they do not walk together because of the same purpose of everyone, and the disciples of each sect maintain a certain distance from each other, so that the black pressure circle has broken a lot of cracks.

However, among them, the disciples of the Angry Cloud Hall are obviously the majority.

The Angry Cloud Hall was the second target of the Demon Alliance's army, and it also suffered a great blow, but they didn't know how to recover their strength and organize the sect well, but they brought their disciples here.

Ling Yan had already guessed a few points, Ye Bianzhou came here to seize power, so naturally it was impossible to be alone.

"Stop, who are you?? Why is it so raw?? Seeing Ling Yan flying towards this side with Leng Wanqing in his arms, someone immediately shouted.

However, before they could say anything, the figures in front of them suddenly flickered, and immediately after, the figures of the two disappeared.

With the urging of the god-killing boots, his gaze could change back and forth in an instant, and Ling Yan didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with these people anymore.

Many disciples were stunned for a moment, and they all looked at each other, but soon, several shrewd-looking, pale disciples took out their tokens and began to send messages inside.

The Lingkong Palace is big enough, and there are some fairy flowers and fairy grasses planted in the sea of clouds in all directions, but after the baptism of that battle, all this has become a cloud of smoke, and all the vitality is destroyed, leaving only this crumbling Lingkong Palace.

In the sky in all directions, I saw some high-level disciples of other sects, and even elites flying inside, obviously, they seemed to have gotten some movement, and they moved quickly one by one.

In the Lingkong Palace, the breath was messy, and the occasional sound of battle exploded, Ling Yan's face was cold, his body kept moving, and rows of shadows flashed in the air, approaching the Lingkong Palace.