Ling Dong's dejected expression finally saw a hint of improvement, his face twitched slightly, his eyes slowly moved away from his grandson's corpse, and he slowly raised his head, at this moment, a palpitating cold light appeared on his face, waved his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are not his opponent. ”

"What? We are not that man's opponent yet? How is this possible? Brother Yu has a burial period to cultivate, plus ten of us, even His Royal Highness the King, may not be our opponent. ”

The middle-aged man with the Jindan stage cultivation exclaimed in disbelief.

"It's true that we are no opponents, and it doesn't matter how many people there are. At this time, a middle-aged man who had always stood beside Ling Dong spoke with a calm face.

"...... this?"

The faces of the rest of the dozen or so people changed drastically.

"Brother Yu, aren't you the opponent of that young man, you are a cultivator at the peak of the burial," these cultivators all showed a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Yu Zu is indeed not his opponent, if you go to Jinfeng Yulu to seek revenge now, you will only lose your life in vain. Ling Dong squinted, his fists clenched uncontrollably, and his voice was full of monstrous hatred and resentment, "Do you know who that person is?"

"Please let Elder Ling know. ”

Ling Dong's face was hideous, and he laughed miserably: "He is the national teacher of the Yan Refining Country, Li Heng. ”

"Silk ......!"

Before Ling Dong's voice fell, the sound of gasping for air sounded one after another.

"Actually... It was actually that man, Li Heng, who was known as the strongest person of the younger generation in the Heterogeneous Cultivation Realm, who had cut off Fang Shenji's arm and killed the Blood Demon Qiao Yi, and we were indeed not his opponents. ”

Although these people are worshiped by the Ling Mansion, most of them are people from the heterogeneous cultivation world, and no one is unfamiliar with this name.

When a group of cultivators who had cultivated to only the Jindan stage knew that the other party was Li Heng, their faces couldn't help but show helplessness and a trace of fear.

There is no way, Li Heng's current reputation is too loud, and this reputation is not half false, it is completely accumulated from one tragic battle after another.

Ling Dong took in everyone's expressions, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: his group of subordinates is indeed powerful, and they are all invincible existences in the mortal world, but this Nine Desolations 6 also needs the existence of the alien cultivation realm, and this group of low-level cultivators is undoubtedly only an ant-like existence in the alien cultivation realm.

He would never expect this group of worshippers to deal with Li Heng, except for sending him to death in vain, there would be no effect at all, if he wanted to avenge his grandson, Ling Dong had to choose to cooperate with a real powerhouse.

"Long'er is dead, the old man doesn't even have the last glimmer of hope, even if he has the wealth of the country or the right to heaven? Can this be exchanged for Long'er's life? Li Heng Xiao'er, the old man knows that you have the ability to reach the sky, it is impossible for me to kill you, but if you kill my grandson, even if I try my last strength, I will drag you into hell and let you be buried for my dragon. ”

"Click!"

Ling Dong roared silently in his heart, his old face was full of hideous killing intent, and with a crisp sound, the armrest of the Taishi chair was broken by him.

"Boss, you have to take care of your health, only you can lead us to avenge the little master," Yu Zu, who was standing beside him, said with a gloomy expression.

In fact.

Ling Long was doing evil outside and lost his conscience, but he was very good to his family, especially these offerings, Ling Long treated them as brothers, so when Ling Long was killed, these offerings would be so angry, and he would kill Li Heng and a few people at all costs.

A peck and a drink, this providence was originally very absurd, and Li Heng didn't expect that he just killed a gentleman who was doing evil, but let a group of cultivators regard him as a mortal enemy.

Ling Dong coughed lightly and laughed miserably: "No matter how good my health is, what can I do? Can my dragon come back to life? Yu Zu, you can accompany me to the palace." ”

"The old man is going to find the prince?" The prince in Yu Zu's mouth is naturally the disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

A trace of murderous intent flashed on Ling Dong's face, and he said coldly: "If you want to kill Li Heng now, you can only use the king and the forces behind him, as long as they can avenge me, I am willing to pay all the price." ”

“...... Alright!" Yu said after a long silence.

"Humph!"

A terrifying aura was released from Ling Dong's body, he suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair, and roared in an endless hatred voice: "Li Heng, the old man made a blood oath today, if he doesn't kill you, he won't be a man!"

"We are willing to follow the boss and swear to kill Li Heng!"

More than a dozen pillars of blood spurted out from the wrists of these people, and this group of worshippers all made a blood oath, and they would do their best to kill Li Heng in this life!

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The sun is shining brightly.

Li Heng and the five of them all slept well last night, and they didn't care at all whether Duke Shenwu Ling Dong would come to retaliate, in fact, Ling Dong really didn't have the courage to come.

The old man had been fighting horses all his life, he was used to seeing life and death, and he had also seen too many conspiracies and tricks, Li Heng had waited for him to take revenge in Jinfeng Yulu before, and he really underestimated him.

Ling Dong is far more powerful and forbearant than Li Heng imagined, he will definitely seek revenge on them afterwards, but Li Heng has not taken it to heart as a duke of a secular country.

Early in the morning, this golden wind and jade dew became unusually quiet.

Not only did there be no half of the people in the restaurant, but even the little servants and guests in the inn quietly slipped away after hearing the news in the middle of the night, and the news that Ling Long was killed here had already spread throughout half of Haijing City, except for Li Heng's family, who dared to stay here without dying.

Although Ling Dong's reputation is not obvious in the Yan Refining Country, in this Tianfeng Country, he is like Yuan Wenlong of the Yan Refining Country, a figure like a god of war.

How could he not be angry when his only grandson was killed?

These overnight guests naturally didn't want to harm the pond fish, but Ling Dong didn't do anything because he was afraid of Li Heng's reputation in the heterogeneous cultivation world.

Li Heng was full of interest, got up early in the morning, and ran to the kitchen to get busy, he had lived alone on Purple Smoke God Island for many years, and his cooking skills were first-class.

Including Li Yu and Li Tianci, they are full of praise for Li Heng's craftsmanship, especially Zhan Bingxue and Chen Feiyan, both pairs of starry eyes are looking forward to it and shining.

They have already thought about it, and after Li Heng takes them back to the mountains and forests in the future, this cooking business will be completely handled by Li Heng.

......

Half an hour later, Li Heng's family walked out of the empty and lonely golden wind and jade dew, ready to walk to the southwest.

In the western suburbs of Haijing City, there is a huge and majestic manor, this manor is said to be a few points larger than the imperial palace, and it is inhabited by the richest families of the Nine Desolations and the Great 6.

The old house of the Gongsun family is there.

Li Heng wanted to hire a carriage, but the coachman heard that he was going to Tianxing Villa, but he was unwilling to take this job, during this time, Tianxing Villa was heavily guarded, and it was rumored that Gongsun Fengwu was going to marry His Majesty the Emperor, and then this marriage was actually a political marriage, and Gongsun Fengwu didn't agree.

It's just because of this incident that Tianxing Villa has been in trouble recently, and the guards are much stricter, so the coachman is reluctant to touch his head at this time.

In the end, Li Heng threw a heavy ingot of gold to the coachman, and the coachman showed a smile and politely invited them to board the carriage.

The carriage drove all the way to the southwest, and after about three incense sticks, the honest middle-aged coachman asked Li Heng and them to get off with a smile on his face.

"A few young ladies of Childe, keep walking a few thousand meters forward, it is Tianxing Villa, the villain is timid, I can only carry you here, I hope Miss Childe will forgive me. ”

"Hehe, it's okay, thank you, go back," Li Heng casually threw another ingot of gold to the coachman, led Zhan Bingxue and Chen Feiyan with his left and right hands, and walked forward.