Although he was a serf, he still thought about the Tang Sect and his descendants in his heart.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Lang's face, wanting to see how he handled this matter.

Suppression, justification, adult beauty, annoyance, shame and anger?

"Tang Zhen, don't be ashamed. If it weren't for Xiao Lang, you Tang Sect Ancestral Land wouldn't have been able to enter at all! How could things that had been abandoned for more than 300 years still be considered your Tang Sect's?"

Hearing Tang Zhen's words, Yuan Xueshuang was instantly dissatisfied, and stood in front of Lin Lang leisurely, scolding him with a cold mask.

"That's right, if it weren't for the patriarch's use of means to collect all the poisonous mist, you still wouldn't be able to get in. Not to mention the contents inside, Mao can't even get it!"

"Tang Zhen, you are also the one who follows the patriarch, isn't the entire Tang family the patriarch?"

Not only Yuan Xueshuang was dissatisfied, but the people around him, including those who had been subjugated with him, were accusing him.

On the one hand, of course, there is the effect of the serf card, which makes them turn their hearts to Lin Lang. On the other hand, they think that they are already serfs, so why should they care so much.

"Let me tell you, the goddess picture is definitely not your Tang Sect's. Not to mention that the ancestral land of the Tang Sect has been abandoned for three hundred years, even in this world, no one can drive it. Even if you are a member of the Tang Sect, you can't drive it. Its power can change the heavens and the earth, move mountains and reclaim the sea!"

Lin Lang swung his right hand twice in the air, suppressed everyone's words, and stared at Tang Zhen with both eyes and said.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Our Tang Sect has a special method that can summon the portrait of the ancestor!"

Tang Zhen has been exposed to it since he was a child, and the power of the portrait is boundless, which can save the life and death of the Tang Sect. In the last war of aggression, if he hadn't evaded the prince's people, how could the ancestral land of the Tang Sect be shattered.

The head of the family had no choice but to release a protective poisonous mist and lead the people of the entire Tang Sect to avoid the mountains and keep their vitality.

It was easy to get the news, and the poisonous fog shrouded in the ancestral land of the Tang Sect began to disperse, and it turned out to be the first to be taken!

He arrived, but it was too late, and the thing was gone.

When I met Lin Lang, I guessed that he took it. But there was no trace on him, which proved it, and the result was the current situation.

Despite becoming a serf, he was still unconvinced, and struggled endlessly, arguing with a flushed face.

"Oh, so confident, you can give it a try, I won't stop you, see if you can do it!"

Lin Lang looked at him with interest, and gestured very confidently to let him come at will.

He really didn't believe that the Tang family could control the goddess map.

At that time, when it had just entered the consciousness space, it stirred up the sky in the chaotic void.

That kind of terrifying power, how could it be controlled by a mere master of the Dust Realm.

Hearing his words, Tang Zhen's face was suddenly stunned. I didn't expect Lin Lang to let him try it and prove that what he said was true.

I moved my lips, wanting to thank you, but I felt that it was wrong. I wanted to say something, but it didn't seem right.

The expression on his face is also cloudy and changing.

The eyes of the people around him were focused on him. He regretted that he and the others looked very unkind, and they wanted to dig a pit and bury him.

As a serf, there is no self-knowledge!

Lin Lang felt that he was a manufacturable material, and he had already signed a serf card, and it was quite rare that he could still maintain his own ideas.

It's just that how could such a character become a deserter on the battlefield?

The question was still echoing in his mind, Tang Zhen finally gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand.

His actions immediately made many people present turn black and their eyes burst into flames.

How dare you!

Tang Zhen turned a blind eye to the eyes around him, and the True Yuan on his right hand swirled, gradually emitting a very sacred white light, which swirled into the appearance of an ancient token.

Under the attention of the real element, the token gradually becomes like a substance.

But even to this extent, the anger in everyone's eyes turned into ridicule, and there was no picture of the goddess appearing.

"Impossible! This is impossible! The technique is obviously correct, why not move!"

On Tang Zhen's face, sweat appeared, and dust continued to drip down.

You know, he is in the middle of the dust realm, and the word sweat is too far away from him. Now it's out, and it's sweating profusely.

It's enough to prove that he really tried hard, but he couldn't change anything!

"Tang Zhen, give up! It has been proved that the patriarch's words are true!"

"That's right, what's the use of you consuming true yuan like this!"

"The token looks quaint, but it doesn't do anything!"

Seeing that he failed, several friends who were still good friends persuaded him to give up. If it continues, it will only be more humiliating.

"You believe what I said! Put away Zhenyuan and look at me!"

Lin Lang didn't say anything, let Tang Zhen collect the true yuan, and let the token disappear.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and they wanted to see how terrifying the so-called goddess picture that made people annihilate in an instant was.

As a result, I saw Lin Lang standing honestly, without even making a movement, not even blinking his eyelids.

There is no comparison with Tang Zhen's momentum and scene just now!

What a true element, token, can not be seen!

The most important thing is that Lin Lang's face is very peaceful, without the slightest reluctance.

When everyone thought that Lin Lang was just putting on a show and hadn't started yet, their spiritual power sensed the direction of the courtyard, and there were amazing breath fluctuations.

As soon as the fluctuation appeared, all the masters present were half shorter without exception, and they fell to their knees on the ground.

Including Tang Zhen in the middle of the Dust Realm, and Lin Lang's girlfriend, why not pity the three daughters.

They didn't want to kneel, but they were oppressed by supreme majesty, and they couldn't resist at all. You can't even raise your head, you can't blaspheme.

It didn't take long for the momentum to get closer and closer to them, enveloping them.

When I looked up with difficulty, I saw an old picture.

It depicts a goddess coming from the sky, with white clouds at her feet. It seems that the immortals are in the dust, and they are like flying immortals, which is a very contradictory feeling.

The picture does not exude any coercion, there is no earth-shattering momentum, but it can make people have to worship.

Those who can look up are the best in the dust realm.

Tang Zhen, who refused to admit defeat, Yuan Xueshuang, who had a soft face, Yao Xi, who was struggling, Wu Shisan, who was like a sword rushing to the sky, and Yuan Boyuan, who was struggling to raise his head, were all looking up.

"Go back! It's okay here!"

Lin Lang saw the perseverance of the five of them, and he was very satisfied in his heart, as if he said something casually.

It was his words, the picture of the goddess floating in the air, and suddenly returned to the courtyard.

Immediately afterward, the people on the ground felt that the feeling that was pressing down on their hearts disappeared and stood up one after another.

Everyone's face was not good-looking, and they glanced at the courtyard with panicked eyes.

Fortunately, it was under Lin Lang's control, otherwise, the people present would definitely be crushed alive, and there would be no way to live!