After hearing this rustling sound, everyone present turned their heads to look at the boundary monument.

And when they saw more than a dozen figures exuding a powerful aura, everyone present was shocked to the extreme.

"What a powerful breath!"

The blue sparrow let out an exclamation, and a misty pretty face could be seen, completely frightened.

The figure of the black fog monster floating in the void seemed to be rapidly condensing and forming because of the strength of the comer, and the robe on the lower body had already appeared, and it seemed that it was also prepared.

"There are more than a dozen powerful people here, this time it's really a big event, I originally thought that very few people knew the news, it seems that someone is deliberately spreading it, I can't wait to make it bigger!"

The black fog monster's gloomy voice revealed a kind of helplessness.

Meng Kedan and the two left and right guards beside him saw the ten or so figures that suddenly appeared at the boundary monument, their pupils were all one, and their faces couldn't help but be gloomy and terrifying.

Luo Xiantian and the Ethereal Fairy looked indifferent, glancing coldly at the dozen figures, their faces extremely calm.

Ling Yun saw that it was actually thirteen old men, basically all of them with white beards and white robes, and the aura on each of them was very long, seemingly peaceful, but in fact it was far-reaching, giving people a kind of deterrent to stay away.

From the dress of the thirteen old men, it can be seen that this should be from a mysterious force belonging to the strong man, although each old man has a long or short beard, but the contour characteristics of each person's face are still relatively distinct, and they have their own different characteristics.

Even face blindness can be distinguished by the look and demeanor of each person.

"Thirteen Venerables of the Luoxia Valley God Alliance......"

As the thirteen old men approached the village in the stone tablet one by one, the black fog monster had already reined in its body and moved towards the side with the blue sparrow, but Meng Kedan exuded the majesty of the king as always, and did not give in because of the strength of the comer.

Luo Xiantian and the Ethereal Fairy were also in a relaxed and indifferent manner, urging them to stand in place, and the Ethereal Fairy whispered in his mouth, revealing the identities of the thirteen old men.

Ling Yun observed these thirteen old men who exuded a powerful aura on their bodies, and his expression did not show too much surprise, although his spiritual power disappeared temporarily, but the temperament and keen perception cultivated by that powerful spiritual power were still there, and he could probably guess a thing or two about the realm of these thirteen old men.

These thirteen people, the realm disparity is not large, and the best of them is at most the Earth Venerable level, of course, such a realm, in the wasteland, the real strength may be two levels higher, but in the desolate world of the end of the law era, they can only endure the suppression of the Heavenly Dao hard, year after year, until the death of the person.

Of course, at this time and at that time, before he recovered his strong spiritual power, Ling Yun did not have enough confidence to deal with these powerful figures, if it was an ordinary powerhouse in the same realm as him, in the face of Luo Xiantian, the Ethereal Fairy and the thirteen Venerables of the Divine Alliance must have weak legs, but Ling Yun was different, since he entered the ancient world, he felt that the strength of his physique was increasing day by day, it seemed that when he broke through the extreme wall of the sky, his physical body had undergone some changes, at first he didn't notice it much, and after a long time, he gradually discovered this change, which made him have a little more unexpected surprise in his worries。

Now with Gillian's resource assistance, coupled with a certain transformation in his physical body, he believes that over time, he will definitely be able to find a way to restore his strong spiritual power, as for whether he can stimulate the artistic conception, it is still unknown.

He has the Sea of Twin Intentions, and it seems that he is more strongly suppressed by the ancient world here, but this world is also as strong as a cloud, presumably, someone will give him some information tips.

"Even the Ethereal Fairy has been dispatched, how can we be missing this excitement this time?"

An old man who was the leader of the thirteen Venerables of the Divine Alliance let out a magnificent and powerful voice, and it sounded like a bell in everyone's ears.

Such a strong person is completely beyond the reach of Ye Meng and Ye Ling, as long as the other party exerts a realm of coercion, the two are likely to collapse their bodies.

Even now, the other party has spoken very calmly, for Ye Meng and Ye Ling, there is a very powerful deterrent, making the two of them intuitively feel their own insignificance, and the awe generated in their hearts is huge.

In the past, they thought that Ling Yun would be a supreme powerhouse, and they already felt very powerful, but now, after really facing more terrifying figures, they had a more intuitive and sober understanding of the definition of the supreme powerhouse for the first time.

"Teacher, are those people the most powerful people in the world?"

Although Ye Ling didn't dare to look directly at the thirteen Venerables, she was deeply curious and yearning for the strong aura emanating from them, she could be said to have no concept of such a realm, and could only ask Ling Yun for advice.

Ling Yun smiled faintly: "No, they are not the most powerful people, with their current realm, they are not even qualified to be my mount!"

"Ah......h

Ye Linghu looked at his honest back suspiciously, and shook his head a little difficult to understand and digest, but the old Ye Meng clan was convinced of Ling Yun's words.

And Ling Yun's voice was not low, it seemed that he was deliberately saying it to the thirteen powerful Divine Alliance Venerables, as soon as these thirteen old men appeared, they exuded a powerful aura, and they were afraid that others would not know that they were powerful and powerful figures.

Sure enough, after hearing Ling Yun's unashamed words, one of the thirteen venerables frowned, and immediately became angry: "The boy of the frog at the bottom of the well simply doesn't know whether he is dead or alive! A small seventh-order figure who has a quenching body has not even broken through the spirit body realm and said big words, if this is within my Divine Alliance, you will definitely not survive for a lifetime, let the old man come and give you a long memory today!"

As he spoke, the wide sleeved robe in the Venerable Man's hand had already entered a streamer of light and flew out, and with a bang, a huge palm print blasted down towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was still in an indifferent posture, he didn't dodge at all, he stayed in place, waiting for the sky-covering palm print to face him and Ye Meng, Ye Ling pressed, in the blink of an eye, Ye Meng and Ye Ling felt the powerful suppressive power contained in the palm print, and felt that their flesh was almost on the edge of bearing, just between this breath and breath, a cold light shot out, piercing the palm print.

Burst!

With the sudden spurt of that cold ray, the palm print made by the Venerable suddenly shattered like glass, turning into countless fragments.

This kind of palm print is not a virtual image, but a crystalline substance.

Ling Yun felt a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This is the first time he has seen the strong people in this world confront each other, obviously, the strong people in this world rarely urge the artistic conception, it can also be said that they have presented the artistic conception in another way.

Instead of being the same as the wasteland, it is a separate artistic conception that drives the perception.

That Venerable seems to be just a palm print, but in fact, that palm print is an artistic conception, a frozen blood palm!

If Ling Yun was really hit by that palm print, then his entire body would be frozen, bearing the erosion of the frozen power in the artistic conception of that palm print.

And the person who stepped in to stop the Venerable One was the Ethereal Fairy, she just flipped her sleeve casually, and a cold light blade shot out of her palm, and it was that powerful light blade that stabbed the Venerable Master's palm print into pieces.

"Ethereal fairy, after so many years, your strength has improved a lot, but the only regret is that you were the current realm a thousand years ago, and after a thousand years, it doesn't look like much has changed!"

Seeing that his companion's attack was defused by the Ethereal Fairy, one of the Thirteen Venerables sneered coldly.

Luo Xiantian's face sank, his eyes flashed with a strong murderous aura, and he glanced towards the thirteen Venerables. (To be continued.) )