In Ling Yu's eyes, these White Tiger Realm cultivators, if not the initiators, were also accomplices in aiding the abuse. They poisoned Tang Jinxuan, a weak woman, and they were challenging Ling Yu's bottom line. The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will be angry, and Tang Jinxuan is the reverse scale in Ling Yu's heart, and she will not allow others to touch it.

Thirty-two cultivators were holding sharp blades in their hands, and many of them were cultivators of the Delusion Realm, and there were even powerhouses in the early stage of the Questioning Realm, but at this moment, they were like grass mustard in Ling Yu's eyes. Ling Yu's sword pointed into the sky, and when the broken sword flew, countless wails reverberated around the altar, blood flew away, and severed limbs and stumps were scattered all over the field. Blood stained the altar red, flowing down the lines of the formation, eventually converging into a stream, enveloping the earth in a blood-red patch. Ling Yu's murderous intent has risen, he is like a Shura under the clear sun, wandering between swords and guns, ruthlessly harvesting fresh life. In a quarter of an hour, all thirty-two people fell.

"Who are you!Kill my White Tiger Realm disciple with the guts of your heart, today, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Just as Ling Yu was slashing the last person under his sword, a roar full of anger suddenly came from a distance. Ling Yu looked up and found that an old man had come against the wind, and it was Luo Xie.

"I'm the one who killed you!" Seeing Luo Xie appear, the anger in Ling Yu's heart soared again. Without any extra nonsense, he slammed off his sword, and the blood on the sword rained down. Ling Yu held the broken sword tightly and walked towards Luo Xie step by step, his pace was slow, but with a world-destroying rhythm.

Although the other party only asked about the cultivation of the state of mind, for some reason, when he saw the cold glow in Ling Yu's eyes and the boundless killing intent emanating from his body, Luo Xie couldn't help but feel a palpitation. The young man's steps were heavy, and every step seemed to be about to break through the heavens and the earth and stomp on Kyushu, which made Luo Xie a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm feel a little afraid. There are three great realms between him and this young man, and at their level, cutting one more shackle is an incomparable gap. But it's so weird, when Luo Xie faced Ling Yu, he actually had a feeling of insignificance.

Luo Xie knew that it was the oppression of momentum, and the other party was almost furious. This kind of senseless life and death, the obsession of being filled with anger and murderous intent is the most terrifying, it has nothing to do with the realm, it is simply a shock in momentum. This is a kind of boundless power that can only be brewed after what kind of blood feud has been experienced!

"Boy, I don't care who you are, since you killed my sect, I will make you pay for it with blood!" Luo Xie was forced back a few steps by the killing intent emanating from Ling Yu's body, and finally he clenched his teeth and exuded the coercion of the Immortal Realm to stop castration, he knew that if it continued like this, the consequences would not be good.

Luo Xie guessed that the young man opposite should be a disciple of the Tongling Pavilion or the Shenwu Academy, and he might also be someone who secretly admired Tang Jinxuan, so the other party angrily beheaded his own disciple and wanted to rescue Tang Jinxuan. Because Luo Xie and Ouyang Bo had both seen Ling Yu's portrait before, they knew that the other party was not Ling Yu.

After Luo Xie finished speaking, he shook the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at Ling Yu's throat, this style was extremely tricky, the sword blade rotated, locking Ling Yu with sword momentum, making the other party unavoidable. As a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, although Luo Xie fell slightly behind in terms of momentum, his cultivation was there after all.

Seeing Luo Xie's sword attacking, Ling Yu raised the broken sword and stood in front of his chest, blocking the fatal blow. Luo Xie cultivated to the sky, although the long sword was blocked by the other party's broken sword, but the long sword was still castrated, and the huge force lifted Ling Yu away for several zhang, and finally hit the bronze pillar before stopping his body.

Ling Yu's flesh and blood collided with the bronze pillar, shaking his internal organs and tumbling. Ling Yu's throat and eyes were sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became even paler. And the huge impact force also woke up Tang Jinxuan, who was tied to the bronze pillar, again, and she looked at Ling Yu under her feet, tears burst out of her eyes.

Tang Jinxuan wanted to open her mouth to Ling Yu, but found that her lips were chapped and her throat and eyes were as hot as smoke. She snorted, but didn't utter a word. Tang Jinxuan, who was tortured, looked at Ling Yu's appearance of spitting blood, her heart was like a knife, and tears crossed her old face, extremely pitiful.

"Hmph, you really aren't dead!Luo Xie, why are you still stunned, he is Ling Yu, even if he wears a mask and hides his true face, but the broken sword in his hand will not go wrong. Hurry up and kill him and avenge the emperor's funeral and Xiaofeng!" When Luo Xie seriously injured Ling Yu, Ouyang Bo, who rushed to hear the wind, shouted.

Before, when Luo Xie heard his disciple's report and went to the altar, he ordered his disciples to invite Ouyang Bo. Luo Xie was worried that it was the power of the Tongling Pavilion and the Shenwu Academy that was making trouble at the altar, and he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with it, so he ordered his disciple to inform Ouyang Bo. But because Luo Xie saw that all his disciples were killed, and he was intimidated by the killing intent on Ling Yu's body, he didn't react immediately. didn't expect Ling Yu to dare to come to the White Tiger Realm alone to rescue Tang Jinxuan. Hearing Ouyang Bo's roar, Luo Xie noticed the blade in Ling Yu's hand, and only then did he realize that the other party was Ling Yu who he was looking for.

After hearing Ouyang Bo's reminder, Luo Xie instantly knew Ling Yu's identity. His momentum rose sharply, and the power of the Immortal Realm overflowed, enveloping the entire altar. This time, Luo Xie did not fight with Ling Yu in close quarters, but directly used the secret technique of the Immortal Realm, raising his fist and blasting at Ling Yu. As Luo Xie moved, a huge fist shadow fell from the sky and smashed into Ling Yu's seriously injured body. Just now, when Ling Yu and Luo Xie had the first confrontation, Ling Yu had already been seriously injured, and the fist shadow at this time struck again, how could Ling Yu still have the strength to dodge. The immortals are mighty and cannot be resisted.

When the shadow of the fist landed on the altar, the bluestone on the altar was lifted away by the huge force, and the blood-stained gravel burst out in all directions, knocking the altar out of a huge deep pit. Having lost the shackles of bluestone, the bronze pillars are crumbling and seem to be about to tip at any moment. And Ling Yu was even more shrouded in the shadow of the fist, Ling Yu's muscles and bones were broken, and blood spurted out again. But even so, Ling Yu still hugged the bronze pillar tightly to prevent the bronze pillar from falling and injuring Tang Jinxuan. His eyes shone like a beast, shining in the scorching sun.

"Ling Yu, aren't you very tenacious? Kill my emperor and bury the child, stir up the ancient Six Realms, what about your majesty? What about your unyielding? Hahaha......" Seeing Ling Yu, who was covered in bruises and kept twitching, Ouyang Bo let out a piercing laugh. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and grabbed it towards Ling Yu.

At this time, Ling Yu no longer had the strength to resist, although he had few opponents among his peers, but what he was facing at this time was not a strong man who asked about his state of mind, but an immortal. Just now, he suffered a blow from Luo Xie, and his internal organs and divine sense dantian were all hit hard. Until this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm. My husband once told him that under the immortals, there are all ants. Although Ling Yu was able to fight across the ranks when he was in the low realm, with the improvement of his cultivation and after the trapped dragon realm, his so-called talent for exaggerated combat gradually ceased to be revealed, and he was oblivious to everyone.

Ouyang Bo's conjured palm directly grabbed Ling Yu's throat and lifted him up from the altar. Looking at Ling Yu, who was struggling in mid-air, a hint of revenge appeared on Ouyang Bo's face. His palm gradually strengthened, and he snorted coldly: "Ling Yu, today next year will be your death day!"

As Ouyang Bo's strength increased, Ling Yu's face turned from pale to iron-blue, then suffocated red because he couldn't breathe, and finally, it turned purple-blue. He couldn't breathe, the landscape in front of him blurred, and the world of brilliance in his vision gradually dimmed, and finally fell into darkness.

"You...... Let him go!" Watching Ling Yu go from struggling violently to stagnation in his later activities, until he was motionless at the end, Tang Jinxuan's heart was about to break. She shook violently on the bronze pillar, her eyes filled with endless crystals, despair and distress appeared on her face, and she shouted loudly to Ouyang Bo in the distance.

"Let him go? Hahaha, girl, don't you think your words are too ridiculous? Not only are you going to die today, you're going to die too. I will send him down to the underworld, and then hang his body next to you, so that he will be exposed to the scorching sun, and his soul will watch you grow old and finally disappear. When the time comes, I will seal and refine his soul again, so that he will no longer have the possibility of reincarnation! If he kills my child, I will make him pay a terrible price, and it is not desperate to watch his beloved gradually die in front of his eyes?!" Ouyang Bo laughed cruelly like a madman.

"Uncle Ouyang, you are really a scumbag who is disrespectful to the elderly! It is really shameless to bully two juniors in the realm of immortals! I am also a cultivator of the Six Realms of the Ancient Ages, I am ashamed of you, isn't your face red?" Just as Ling Yu was about to be killed by Ouyang Bo, a mockery suddenly came from a distance.

"Yes, you are mad to avenge your own son. Ouyang Dizang and Ling Yu are just fighting with peers, the younger one is invincible, the old one jumps out again, and tortures a junior with such cruel means, how perverted are you!" After the ridicule, another person's voice came.

"Ouyang Dizang once wanted to kill all of us in the Brahma Illusion Realm, he is ambitious, the city is gloomy, this kind of wolf ambition is simply innocent! You are worthy of his father, in the same line!" After the two mocks, the third person also spoke.

"My master once told me that in the Six Realms of the Ancient Worlds, there were a few people who must not be befriended, Madame Scorpion, Ouyang Bo, and Luo Xie. The master said that the three of them were cruel and fierce, and their hearts were not right, but they didn't expect that they would really answer the master's words today!" As soon as the third person's voice fell, a woman said.

“......”

Hearing that taunt, Ouyang Bo frowned, the killing intent on his face was not concealed, and the anger of the Immortal Realm came out of his body and swung around. He flicked his arm violently, and threw Ling Yu on the bronze pillar again. Then, Ouyang Bo clenched his fists and gradually turned his body to look in the direction of the person who spoke.

When Ouyang Bo turned his head, he found that there were seven people standing high in the sky in the distance, and he knew all seven of them, because these people were also cultivators of the Six Realms of the Ancient Ages, and they were also holy sons and holy daughters from all walks of life. The seven people are: Hua Wunian, the heir of the Qinglong Realm, Ye Qingxue, the saint of the Vermilion Bird Realm, Xuan Wuji, the holy son of the Xuanwu Realm, the Holy Maiden of the Snake Realm, Zhuge Miaoli, the saint of the Gou Chen Realm, Lei Yan, the Taoist companion of the Xuanwu Realm, and Xu Wei, the holy son of the Xu family in the Xuanwu Realm. In other words, except for Luo Xiaofeng, the holy son of the White Tiger Realm, who had died, and Ouyang Dizang, the holy son of their Ouyang family, everyone came.

Ling Yu was thrown to the ground again by Ouyang Dizang, and the intense pain made him gradually wake up. Ling Yu's hands caressed the strangulation marks on his neck, opened his mouth, and greedily breathed in the fresh air to ease the suffocation that still had palpitations. He knew that if he was choked for another quarter of an hour, he would surely die.

"Ling Yu, you can't do it either! I think when you gave me the Heavenly Thunder Dew and the Boundary Breaking Spirit Rune, wasn't it quite righteous and awe-inspiring? Why was you tortured like this by an old puppet today? It seems that you are still too tender after all, how can you fight with him alone against such a cunning old thing? Xuan Wuji is not such a reckless hero, right?" Xuan Wuji looked at Ling Yu, whose face gradually returned to normal, and said with a smile. Although there was a slight ridicule in his words, everyone could see that he cared about Ling Yu.

"Yes, Brother Wuji is right, what you did to deal with normal people is right, but the other party is Ouyang Bo! He and Luo Xie and the two Immortal Venerables bullied you and Miss Tang, two cultivators trapped in the Dragon Realm, they are already very shameless, how can you still take the bait so easily!" Hua Wunian also said with a smile.

"I still secretly promised you at the beginning, but I didn't expect you to be a reckless man who is desperate for the sake of the beloved woman's heart, alas, it's a pity for this girl's heart!" At this moment, Ye Qingxue said to Ling Yujiao. Although she was ridiculing Ling Yu, her eyes were filled with complexity and distress.

"Brother Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you. We are friends, and now that our friends are in trouble, I must not sit on the sidelines and ignore them. Today, let's join forces and kill these two old horsemen!" Xu Wei smiled apologetically at Ling Yu and said.

"Hmph, you little dolls who don't know the height of the sky, since you have sent them to the door, I will kill you all and let you be your companions on the Huangquan Road!" Looking at the seven holy sons and saints who interrupted his revenge, Ouyang Bo's eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness, and he said coldly. Now that he has decided to take refuge in the Holy Prince, he will no longer talk about the friendship of the Six Ancient Realms.

After Ouyang Bo finished speaking, he suddenly roared, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth became dim, and the scorching sun in the sky was nowhere to be found. Although there were no dark clouds in the sky, the earth was as gloomy as the eve of a rainstorm. Ouyang Bo stretched out his palms, and the palm shadows in the sky flew between heaven and earth, and the person his palm shadow was aimed at was actually all the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Ancient Six Realms! In other words, he wanted to wipe everyone out!