The Great Elder was in the middle of the venue, and he was also looking at Wang Ling, looked at it for a while, sighed, and walked out of the crowd.

"You came to my Horn Holy Sect to challenge me?"

Wang Ling didn't answer, but was silent for a moment before he said in a commanding tone, "Give me back the Shadow King." ”

"Hahaha, you want the Shadow King with me, how would I know." Zhenglu laughed.

Then, he couldn't laugh anymore.

In Wang Ling's hand, a crystal lay there quietly, and as soon as Fang appeared, it immediately exuded a rich energy, and at the same time attracted the attention of the audience.

"That's ...... Impossible, how could the Celestial Crystal appear here? ”

"Celestial Crystal." Zhenglu's face changed greatly, and he shouted, "Where did you get it from?" ”

Wang Ling stared at Zheng Lu and asked word by word: "Horn Holy Sect, there is only one place where you can get the Heavenly God Crystal, right, but I didn't know its name before, and thank you for letting me know." ”

"What do you want?" Zhenglu kept looking at the Celestial God Crystal, and the more he looked at it, the more gloomy his face became, and a cloud of murderous intent permeated his body.

Only those who kill people have murderous intent. The others retreated, while others gloated, as if expecting the Holy Sect's No. 1 master to fight a great battle with the newly rising star in front of them.

"Alone."

"Then I will also exchange a life for the crystal in your hand."

"Whose life?"

"Yours."

Wang Ling smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's better for me to ruin him." ”

After speaking, he made a gesture to clench his palms.

"Wait." Zhenglu tried his best to block it.

"You don't want the Celestial Crystal to be destroyed, do you have a ghost in your heart?" Wang Ling sneered.

"The Celestial God Crystal is the thing of the Emperor Corpse Clan, and it contains the secret of the rise of the Emperor Corpse Clan, and it is a pity to destroy it."

"Everyone knows this secret?"

"Only you don't know, because you're an outsider."

"Yes, but I just need this thing to change to a person, and since I can't exchange it, I have to destroy it."

"Wait." Zhenglu waved his hand, and four or five black-clothed people immediately rushed out from behind him, and after a while, a young girl was brought out with a slightly haggard face.

"Shadow King-sama." Someone recognized the girl at once.

The Shadow King looked up in the other direction, and that direction was none other than Wang Ling, as well as the Celestial Crystal in his hand.

"Okay, the people are here, give me the crystal, the heavenly crystal is an extremely important thing, even this sect can't let you destroy it."

Wang Ling smiled coldly and walked directly towards the Shadow King. Those black-clothed people wanted to come up to stop them, but there was only a flash in front of them, and Wang Ling had already arrived at his destination. The black-clothed envoy's face changed drastically, and this situation could only indicate one problem, the other party's cultivation was too much higher than theirs.

"They didn't embarrass you, did they?" I only heard Wang Ling ask in a low voice.

"Nope." The Shadow King shook his head, still looking at Wang Ling with a complicated expression.

"It's yours." Wang Ling stretched out his hand and threw the Celestial Crystal out.

"Young people are happy when they talk." Zhenglu laughed, reached out to take it, and put it in the Qiankun bag.

"There's one more thing I haven't done yet?" Wang Ling spoke again.

"What's the matter?"

"Did you see my body just now?"

"I see it clearly."

"Do you remember what you just said?"

"Yes."

"Then you can do it."

"Fight here?" Zhenglu looked around, shook his head and said, "Aren't you going to destroy this place, let's go outside and fight." ”

"Just go to the air."

"Okay."

Zhenglu jumped at his feet and flew straight out of the building, and when he landed in the air and looked back, Wang Ling was already standing in front of him.

"Today is either you dead or I die."

"Didn't you already get the Shadow King, why do you still want to fight?" Zhenglu Road.

"Because you're the Great Elder."

"Come on, then." The Great Elder was in mid-air, his body surface flashed, and an extremely strong momentum emanated.

Is the Great Elder strong, as the number one master of the Horn Saint Sect, the Horn Saint Sect is the number one sect of the Iron Horn Clan, and the Iron Horn Clan is one of the great clans in the universe. The Great Elder is of course very strong, otherwise he would not be called the Great Elder. Wang Lingqiang, he has been practicing for less than thirty years, and for the Tiejiao people, even their childhood is much longer than this. The Great Elder's practice has lasted for thirty years, three hundred years.

Sometimes, age does not mean cultivation, but cultivation can represent cultivation. The Great Elder was bad from the beginning, bad in his heart.

With a soft drink, a crimson light spread out from behind Wang Ling, which was the light representing death, and it was also the light of more than 10,000 blood feathers.

The blood feather shook, and with the turn of that person's mind, it stabbed straight at Zhenglu as if it had life. Zhenglu's heart is broken, and as soon as he makes a move, it is a killer move. A huge fist fell from the sky, trying to crush all the feathers, and at the same time crush Wang Ling along with him.

The fist was far stronger than the blood feather, it was simply a demon's hand. But Wang Ling is also much stronger than Blood Feather, and even more above the Demon Hand. Before he could get closer, he had already raised his fist, which looked like it was no more than an ordinary human fist, who would have thought that it would burst out with such power, even stronger than the demon's hand.

People didn't see the specifics clearly, but the Great Elder saw it clearly, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. At that moment, Wang Ling punched the demon's fist, like a hammer smashed on a stone, the hammer was indestructible, but the stone instantly cracked.

"What kind of power is this?" A thought didn't just jump out of his heart.

But as soon as he appeared, he forcibly pressed down, and still couldn't stop the desire to fight. It's been a long time since I've felt this way, and the blood in my whole body seems to be burning, and a feeling of surprise and joy that he is feeling wells up in his heart.

At this moment, he was invincible, and pressed his palm into the void.

"The Great Summon."

Someone exclaimed, "It's one of the Holy Sect's secret techniques, the Great Summoning Technique." ”

Since it can be called the secret art of the Zhen Sect, it must be the ancient and the present. Great summoning yes, great summoning yes. The huge demon descended from the sky, first looking at Wang Ling with his eyes bigger than the square, and then fell silent.

Darkness descended in an instant, and the next moment, a cry of pain rang out, like thunder. With a "click", the sky returned to clarity.

People saw that a fist that was only one-seventh the size of the square was cracked, and the person who cracked it was below, Wang Ling flew into the sky, his figure fluttered in mid-air, and suddenly the person had landed on the back of the huge hand.

Enraged, the demon swung its arm to drive him down, but the pain in that arm was excruciating. Wang Ling stretched out his hand a little, and the blood feather rushed up like a stream of blood, turning into a sharp sword in mid-air, a huge sharp sword, in a flash, and a ball of blood had already flown up in the center of the demon's eyebrows.

Thundered.

The massive body fell, crushing an unknown number of peaks. There were bursts of exclamations, and all of them were affected by the pond fish.

The demon is dead, the demon has not dispersed, and since it has not dispersed, the demon is still alive. Why are you alive, Wang Ling flipped his hand and threw it, and a red shadow flew out, and before anyone else could react, this red shadow had already circled the demon's neck.

Blood gushed out and turned into a rain of blood. It's strange that the demon summoned by the Great Summoning Technique would bleed, and everyone was bathed in blood feathers.

Zhenglu's face turned slightly pale, because he seemed to have mistaken the young man in front of him. The so-called hero is no longer young, but he is a generation of strong people, and the strong should be more dangerous than the hero.

But in the eyes of others, Wang Ling has become a real hunter, and Zhenglu is the prey. A hunter is keeping an eye on his prey, ready to strike at any moment. The hunter is Wang Ling, and the prey is Zhenglu.

"Don't do it yet." Zhenglu suddenly laughed dumbly.

"That's exactly what I mean."

Wang Ling rushed out without hesitation and punched the Tianling Gai directly. Zheng Lu's figure flew up at the same time, and the great summoning technique was cast one after another. The secret technique of the Zhenzong seemed to be commonplace for him. If there are many monsters, it is not unusual.

A red shadow broke through the void, and it was the one who had just cut off the demon's head, and only took the monster.

There is only one Red Shadow, but there are more than 100 monsters. A Red Shadow can deal with one monster, but it can't deal with more than a hundred. But when the red shadow arrived, the more than 100 of them suddenly let out a terrible scream, and their bodies cracked at the same time.

With such a powerful power of consciousness, no matter how carefully Wang Ling controlled it, he still felt the blood vessels in his body burst. The gushing blood sank into his stomach, and the excess blood spurted out of his mouth. His face was pale, but his expression remained motionless.

Zhenglu saw his situation and sneered: "You will die." ”

"Yes."

"Isn't it a pity to die here at an age of great ability."

"I said I would die, but not here, and I will die here, but you are the one who will die."

"Why do you want me to die?" Masaro sighed.

Wang Ling didn't speak, but looked at the Shadow King. The Shadow King was in the crowd, looking at this scene calmly, and when Wang Ling looked over, her gaze changed slightly.

All this couldn't escape Zhenglu's eyes, and he smiled: "If I live, the Shadow King won't survive." ”

"I can only survive with me, but I can survive without you."

"Haha, then it's better for me to be alive or dead."

"Dead."

"Why is that?"

"Because you're the one I'm challenged to."

"It's a far-fetched reason, but I won't back down, because I'm a great elder, a young man, and I'm ready to die?"

"I've done it since the day I stepped into the practice."

After Wang Ling finished speaking, the person had already rushed out, and a red short sword in his palm flashed. Zhenglu was startled, and his figure almost staggered past Wang Ling.