At this moment, the whole world was silent. The other two old monsters, including Nangong Ling'er's master, all looked at Nangong Ling'er blankly. Even the terrifying catastrophe is no longer important at this moment.

Before you have fully stepped into the sainthood, you can kill a generation of old monsters, what kind of posture is this? This kind of terrifying talent can be compared to the style of a peerless emperor.

The catastrophe was lined up, and Nangong Ling'er's gaze looked directly at the two old monsters.

Groov!

It was as if they had fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cave, and a chill swept over them.

"What's going on? this feeling of shuddering?" exclaimed the two old monsters.

It's like encountering a peerless beast.

"You've bullied bad uncles too. The cold words pierced through the endless void and shook the ears of the two old monsters. That cold gaze is even more chilling.

Brush!

In an instant, Nangong Ling'er moved. The glass lamp appeared, the space suddenly froze, and the power of endless time rose and fell, and in an instant, it came to the two old monsters.

Bang!

With a terrifying palm, the monstrous mana overwhelmed the two old monsters.

Bang!

At the same time, the heavenly tribulation in the sky also suddenly changed. Golden thunder descended.

How terrifying, golden thunder appeared, and the whole world was oppressed. There was a thunderclap that seemed to penetrate the nine layers of heaven. But Nangong Ling'er was not moved at all, and looked directly at the two old monsters. Wisps of white hair fluttering, on the girl's face, wrinkles appeared, and there were ripples of the years.

The glass distorts space, but also time. But the endless power of time has eroded the girl. Traces of the passage of time appeared on her.

"Ling'er!" the old monster of the Xuanjian Sect exclaimed softly.

But there was no answer, and Nangong Ling'er was unmoved. His eyes were fixed on the two old monsters, and they were all covered in golden thunder.

"Humph!" the two old monsters snorted coldly and struck first.

Unexpectedly, in front of them, a glass lamp appeared, the space suddenly stopped, and all their movements were abrupt. Correct. The endless power of time was tearing at them, and the world was spinning for a while, and when they came back to their senses, a touch of old faces appeared in front of their eyes.

The bright red dress is lightly floating, and the white dress has been dyed red.

The sideburns and white hair are flying, and the girls of the past have been eroded by the years.

Brush!

Nangong Ling'er had no expression on her face, and her hand covered in blood was like the hand of death.

Burst!

One hand pierced through the old monster, and bright red blood fell down.

"Ahh

The pain from the divine soul, the divine soul of the old monster let out a scream of pain. Nangong Ling'er pierced his soul with one hand. Then it was torn with the power of endless time, directly tearing the old monster's soul to pieces.

Underneath the decay, another old monster died at her hands.

"This?"

The other old monster was shocked, and when he met Nangong Ling'er's gaze, a breath of death spread to his body and mind, and he was terrified.

Brush!

There were no superfluous words, the glass lamp appeared, the space rose and fell, time was warped, and the terrifying power made Zhou Tian stunned.

Tear and pull!

The last old monster let out a scream of pain, scattered a pool of blood, and disappeared into the world. And Nangong Ling'er is already old. The white hair was like frost and snow, and the wrinkles on his face were dense. Blood was running down the corners of the mouth.

The power of time is the most terrifying force in the heavenly world, and even the power of space is simply incomparable.

On the ground, how many people were shocked, and they didn't come back to their senses until the catastrophe was over. Originally, they were hiding on the sidelines, ready to strike at the right time.

But according to such a scenario, who would dare to make a move? Even the old monster would have to be silent!

Before you are fully holy, you can attack and kill the old monster, which is a murder beyond a great realm. It's a huge Kyushu, even if there is no son of God, it can't be done, right?

"Bad uncle!No, Brother Tianhao, let's go home!" Nangong Ling'er's eyes flashed with tenderness. The white dress stained red by blood had already changed back into a long blue dress. All the blood was evaporated and dried by her.

Trembling, he stretched out a pair of pale hands. Through the erosion of time, the dense wrinkles are particularly dazzling.

"Brother Tianhao, let's go home!" Nangong Ling'er said softly. Picking up the formation master on the ground, he stepped out in one step, how fast the speed was, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in the Xuanjian Sect.

The eaves of the house are full of flowers. Nangong Ling'er hugged the dead formation master and sat on the roof. looked at the scenery in the medicine garden blankly, and muttered quietly in his mouth, the figure that ended was worrying.

Nangong Ling'er is not the only one who is sad now. The old monster of the Xuanjian Sect was also looking at Nangong Ling'er from a distance. That's his disciple. In the end, he couldn't bear to look at it, sighed, and turned his head into the void.

After a long time, Nangong Ling'er jumped into the deep spring with a lonely face holding the figure of the formation master.

"In the next life, I will definitely stand in front of you and say, I love you!"

The low words, with endless loneliness, slowly fell into the ears of Ye Chen and the others.

Airplanes!

At this time, with a roar, the huge purple light and shadow, the legendary terrifying flower, the Netherflower flower, slowly withered.

The legendary flower of the dead, the so-called Great Terror. It turned out to be the power to communicate the memories of the dead and the living.

The Netherworld Blossoms, communicates the will of the dead, and the memories of the two emerge. Looking back on a lifetime.

At this moment, Daokong Weng and the others also understood why Dao Changfeng was so jealous of the old woman. Before fully entering the sainthood, there is the strength of the old monster, and the current old woman has already entered the level of the old monster, her own strength, how terrifying is it?

Ye Chen was deeply shocked, but not like a few people. Because he has already seen the power of the old woman. When facing the emperor-level ghouls at the beginning, they were still not afraid at all.

"Ling, Ling'er!" In front of the saint's cemetery, the figure of the formation master slowly dimmed. As the Nether Flower withered, his figure turned into a ray of light and was about to disappear.

After all, it's just a memory that evolved from the Nether Flower, and it can't last forever.

"No, Brother Tianhao, don't go, Ling'er doesn't want you to go!"

At this moment, the old woman was like a helpless child, crying, but it was useless. Never able to hold the figure of the formation division.

"Ling'er!" the formation master whispered, looking at the old woman, a tear slowly slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Ling'er, I love you!"

"Brother Tianhao, Ling'er, Ling'er loves you too! Don't you leave Ling'er, okay?" the old woman cried helplessly like a child.

With a slight smile, the proud and indulgent expression appeared on the face of the formation master again.

"Actually, I still like Ling'er to call me a bad uncle!"

The last words turned into a rain of light and disappeared into the world.