With a loud bang, where Ling Zheng was original, a cyan light fell, the rubble flew, and the dust dispersed, and two people, an old man and a young man, appeared in front of Ling Zheng's eyes. The two of them were one after the other, and in front of them was a young man in his twenties, a ninth-order cultivator of the Spirit Control. The old man bowed slightly and stood behind the young man, his eyes closed, but the old man's cultivation could not see through, which made Ling Zheng's heart feel terrified.

"Yes, the reflexes are okay, but the strength is a little lower. The young man walked over, holding a folding fan in his hand, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he glanced at Ling Zheng, and he opened his mouth lightly, revealing a look of satisfaction.

"You're not going to give me an explanation. Ling Zheng opened his mouth lightly, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Explain, it's the first time someone has spoken to me like this, but for the sake of the fact that you don't know me, this son will give you an explanation. Tell you, my son has taken a fancy to you, and you will be my follower in the future. The young man was slightly stunned, and then laughed, shaking the folding fan lightly, his face full of pride.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to following a dog around biting people. Ling Zheng sneered, the person in front of him completely angered him.

"Uncle Zhao, give me a palm. The young man frowned slightly, and said coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The old man raised his head, and there was still no look in his cloudy eyes, but his body disappeared from behind the young man in an instant. Ling Zheng's face changed slightly, but he was not panicked, the reverse fate appeared in his hand, and a strong force was transmitted to Ling Zheng's body from the reverse fate.

Ling Zheng raised his hand, and a golden light flashed above him, and he slashed towards him without thinking about it. A dark shadow appeared in front of Ling Zheng, it was the old man who was originally standing behind the young man, and the old man didn't seem to expect Ling Zheng to react so quickly. There was no change in the expression on the cheeks that were originally full of wrinkles, and he raised his hand and grabbed towards Ling Zheng's rebellion, the speed was very slow, inversely proportional to the shadow that could only see a ray of golden light.

Something unexpected happened, the old man's palm was not slow or urgent, but it happened to hold Ling Zheng's disobedience in his hand. When the old man clamped his rebellion, Ling Zheng felt a huge force coming from the old man's rebellion, Ling Zheng's arms and hands trembled, and he was almost shaken apart.

Ling Zheng's strength exploded and frantically rushed towards his fate, he wanted to see how strong this old man was. But no matter how hard he tried, the old man's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even tremble with his two fingers that were in disobedience.

The old man held his fingers between his fingers, his brows furrowed slightly, and a shuddering aura suddenly came out from his palms, and a ghostly light appeared, as if he wanted to break his fate.

Ling Zheng trembled, his body couldn't help but be shocked back a few steps, a few inches deep footprints appeared, his face was slightly pale, and the blood in his arm flowed all the way to his palm, and then slowly dripped from his fingers. If you look closely, you will find that Ling Zheng's arms are still trembling slightly, he didn't expect the old man's strength to be so strong, and he is not the old man's opponent even if he borrowed the power of rebellion.

Ling Zheng looked at the old man who wanted to break off his fate, he didn't rush forward, the importance of rebellion to him was self-evident, but for rebellion, Ling Zheng always thought that it was not so simple. Ling Zheng had a feeling that if he wanted to break the old man who was against his fate, he would definitely suffer in the hands of his fate, this was not speculation, this was intuition.

The old man's brows furrowed, he had already used eight points of strength, but he didn't break the knife in his hand, but the more this was the case, the more interested he became. The knife in front of him looked like an ordinary celestial weapon, but when he looked closely, he felt that it looked like a mysterious weapon, but at this time, he had already used eight points of spiritual power but it was still not broken, which made him a little doubtful whether the knife in his hand was a spiritual weapon.

The old man suddenly didn't want to break the knife, because he thought it could be studied, but at this moment, his wrinkled cheeks changed. He felt a terrifying smell of blood emanating from the knife in front of him, which made him almost out of breath, and then a faint light emanated from the blade of the knife, the old man did not notice it, only felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and the two fingers holding the blade were cut off in an instant, and two streams of blood came out. The old man's body retreated backwards, but he didn't seem to intend to let him go like this, and he rose into the air against his fate, and the blade of the knife exuded a faint light.

Contrary to his fate, he slashed in mid-air one by one, and the black knives flew towards the old man, and the old man's expression changed greatly, and he didn't want to retreat. One after another swords fell in front of him, and silent cracks appeared at the old man's feet. As if cutting tofu, the knife fell to the ground without any obstacles, and at this time, a knife fell directly on the old man's body, and the layers of spiritual defense on the old man's body did not play any role. The old man snorted, and an inch-deep knife mark on his chest remained, and blood splattered.

The ghostly light on his body disappeared, and then fell in front of Ling Zheng, without any abnormality, and returned to his original appearance again.

Ling Zheng stretched out his hand to hold the rebellion, looking at the old and young not far away, a cold light flashed in his eyes. The old man looked at the rebellion in Ling Zheng's hand, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and a trace of greed, he didn't expect that the knife to be so terrifying, at least it should be at the level of a spiritual weapon.

"This knife is good, this son wants it. The young man stared at the rebellion in Ling Zheng's hand, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

"If you want, come and get it yourself. Ling Zheng opened his mouth coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, if it weren't for the strength of that old man that made Ling Zheng vigilant, he would have slaughtered this son a long time ago.

"Do you know who I am?" the young man opened his folding fan, looked at Ling Zheng, and said coldly.

"It's just a piece of rubbish. At this moment, another voice came, and looking in the direction from which it came, I saw another young man approaching. The young man was in his twenties, and he had a long sword at his waist, and just by looking at the scabbard, he knew that this sword was not ordinary. At this time, the young man's face was full of disdain, and he looked at the person before, and the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer.

"Qingyun, if you really think that you have the Qingtian Sect behind you, I don't dare to do anything to you. The young man's face was pale, and he looked at the person who was gradually walking in, his eyes were full of murder.

"Gu Jingtian, it's really right for me to say that you are a waste, if you have the ability, kill me now, if you don't have the ability, get away from me, don't appear in front of me. The person known as Qingyun smiled disdainfully, looked at the Gu Shocking Heaven in his mouth, pursed his lips, and spoke.

"Uncle Zhao, kill him for me. Gu Jingtian's face was ugly, he turned his head to look around, his face sank, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

But the old man behind him leaned over and said something in his ear, his face froze, he looked at Qing Yun fiercely, glanced at Ling Zheng again, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

"Thank you Brother Qing for speaking up just now. Seeing Gu Jingtian and the old man leaving, Ling Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to thank the young man beside him.

"You're welcome, I just can't get used to that waste, and I don't know my brother's name. Qing Yun smiled, patted Ling Zheng's shoulder, and waved his hand to speak indifferently.

"Under Ling Zheng. Ling Zheng nodded and said with a smile, looking at Qing Yun in front of him, this is a person who can be friends.

"Brother Ling, you've just come from another continent. Qing Yun looked at Ling Zheng, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and after a while, the surprise in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly asked.

Ling Zheng was slightly stunned, not knowing how Qing Yun knew, he nodded at the moment, looked at Qing Yun and said, "I don't know how Brother Qing knew, it was true that the Yuan Ling Continent entered the Xuan Realm just now." ”

"Breath, you still have the breath of the Yuanling Continent on your body, maybe you don't know it yourself, but others can see it at a glance. There was a hint of surprise in Qing Yun's eyes, although he had guessed that Ling Zheng had entered the Xuan Realm from other continents, but he still felt unbelievable when Ling Zheng personally admitted it. Ling Zheng was really too young, if he was as big as Ling Zheng in the Xuan Realm, cultivating to the peak of spirit control, or touching the Heaven Realm in half a step, he would be considered a genius at best. However, this Ling Zheng was in those continents where spiritual energy was poor, and a peak cultivator who was less than twenty years old was not enough to surprise him. Of course, Qing Yun couldn't see through Ling Zheng's cultivation, he was just guessing, after all, a person who could pass through the Xuanling Ancient Dao should at least be a cultivator at the peak of spirit control.

Ling Zheng didn't expect that there would be such a thing, and at this time, he also vaguely guessed why Gu Jingtian wanted to be his follower, and he must have seen that he was from another continent.

"Thank you Brother Qing for your advice, but Brother Qing knows how to get rid of this breath. Ling Zheng looked at Qing Yun, opened his mouth to ask, and returned to the Xuan Realm, he naturally didn't want others to know that he had come back from other continents, no matter what, it was always good to keep a little secret.

"This is simple, there is no need for any special method, and after twenty or so days, this breath will disappear completely. Qing Yun shook his head and spoke.

Ling Zheng groaned slightly, it's not impossible to wait for twenty days, it's just that he can't return to the Ling family in these twenty days, he nodded at the moment, nodded at Qing Yun and smiled: "Then thank you Brother Qing for your advice, the younger brother will leave here, and there will be a period later." ”

"Brother Ling, wait a moment. Seeing Ling Zheng turn around and want to leave, Qing Yun was slightly stunned, and then shouted.

Ling Zheng turned his head and looked at Qing Yun, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, not knowing what he had to say to him. Although Qing Yun had saved his life just now, it was the first time the two had met after all, and Ling Zheng was still a little vigilant in his heart.

"Brother Ling, I want to ask if you have any thoughts of joining the sect. Qing Yun noticed Ling Zheng's gaze, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he still asked.