Ying Yu was furious, and as far as her eyes could see, the powerful Divine Venerable Realm coercion immediately and invisibly crashed into the white-faced Quasi-Venerable.

The powerful realm suppression force under the anger of the Divine Venerable could not be countered by a quasi-venerable, so he saw that the white-faced quasi-zun immediately shut up, and with a flicker of his body, he suddenly hid behind the white fat middle-aged man. And the white fat middle-aged god Venerable immediately looked horizontally, and with a wave of his right hand, he seemed to easily block Yingyu's invisible blow, but Yingyu was not so easy to deal with in anger, and the white robe of the white fat middle-aged god Venerable was still stirring slightly.

"Oh, you are also a god of the peak realm of the lower grade...... Yes, let's talk about it, what is your name, which sect is it, or is it a single sect or a single sect of loose cultivation? If it's just a single loose cultivation, why don't you join the ...... of the Immortal Sect" The white fat middle-aged man said with joy instead of anger, and he didn't seem to put Yingyu, the god of the peak realm of the lower grade, in his eyes.

After all, in the world of monks, although the realm level is very important, strength is sometimes the first place, especially for some powerful monks who can challenge beyond the level, maybe this is the confidence guarantee of the white middle-aged god Venerable in his own strength, and he thinks so at this time.

Ying Yu glanced at the white fat middle-aged Divine Venerable, her face was full of disgust and disdain, and she snorted coldly: "Hmph, even if I am a loose cultivator, it is impossible to join your Immortal Sect!"

When the white fat middle-aged god venerable heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was obviously a little annoyed.

"Oh, it seems that you look down on me and my Sect of Destruction! But when you come to my Beitong country, you can't help you...... Don't think that you can disobey me with a low-grade god...... It seems that if I don't give you some color, you really think that your strength is amazing!"

After speaking, the momentum of the white fat middle-aged realm was instantly leaked, and a strong power was also stimulated, the wind and clouds in the sky surged again, and the air flow in the air also quickly accelerated a few points.

Behind him, the white-faced quasi-venerable monks all retreated, and even Mo Yunke and the Immortal Boy also retreated.

In the center of the Ice and Snow Square, it was shocking that only the white fat middle-aged man was left to face Yingyu and his party, and he was unwilling to let go of a few people easily.

Ying Yu still looked at the white fat middle-aged god venerable with a look of disgust, and said: "One moment you represent the Immortal Sect, and the other you represent the Beitong Kingdom, do you think that you are the king of the Immortal Sect, or the god of the Beitong Kingdom, and you are not just a middle-grade peak Divine Venerable, so you began to be lawless, thinking how great it is! I think some people have become quasi-emperors, and they are not as arrogant as you......

When Yingyu said this, Mo Yunke and the Immortal Boy on the side couldn't help but shake their heads after hearing this.

However, the white and fat middle-aged man was completely enraged by Shen Yingyu's words, and his momentum rose to the peak, and before he could make a move, he had already suppressed the three of Evil Monarch, Lian Hongying and Ling Xiaomei, and it seemed that they could not bear the tendency to retreat.

Yingyu moved sideways and immediately blocked in front of Ling Xiaomei, and the heart of protecting the calf was clearly revealed.

Of course, these did not escape the eyes of the white fat middle-aged man at all, and the white fat middle-aged man had already vaguely guessed a few points when he saw Yingyu protecting Ling Xiaomei like this.

On the white fat middle-aged face, a fierce color flashed, a cold smile flashed, and I saw that he directly pulled out with one hand, a palm momentum directly hit Yingyu, and a dark force pulled towards Ling Xiaomei behind Yingyu......

That palm was extremely strong, without the slightest fancy martial arts, but attacked Xiang Yingyu with all his strength, which had almost used the strength of seven or eight points of the white fat middle-aged, and the power was naturally not weak.

As soon as Ying Yu saw the white fat middle-aged man, his palm strength was extremely deep, and it was not the power of any martial arts that could be broken, and it could only be blocked with a powerful Yuan Gong, of course, the white fat middle-aged god Venerable had naturally calculated this a long time ago, and his attack on Ying Yu only made Ying Yu unable to free up his hand in time to save Ling Xiaomei...... Otherwise, if Yingyu divides her efforts to protect Ling Xiaomei, she will most likely be injured by Zhangwei.

However, to the great surprise of the white fat middle-aged, Yingyu blocked his palm with all his might, and had no intention of protecting his daughter behind him.

Well......

Looking at Ling Xiaomei at this time, when she saw a white and fat middle-aged dark energy that made her irresistible attack on her, she did not have the slightest panicked look, and still had a calm and calm expression, as if Mount Tai had collapsed in front of her without changing her color.

Just when everyone was surprised, the dark energy of the white and fat middle-aged man was about to wrap Ling Xiaomei's weak body and lift it......

The phantom flickered, faster than everyone blinked for a moment, and Ling Xiaomei's body was already standing alone......

Many people blinked again, and some even rubbed their eyes with their hands.

Sure enough, there was a person standing in front of Ling Xiaomei, and there was nothing wrong with that!

This person is naturally Ling Xingnan......

Mo Yunke and the Ageless Boy both looked at Ling Xingnan in astonishment and sighed secretly.

"He's finally ...... shot"

Evil Jun and Lian Hongying were also staring at Ling Xingnan's back without blinking, questioning but convinced.

"He really shot ......"

Sure enough, the dark energy of the white fat middle-aged man was like a poisonous snake, and when he was about to wrap around Ling Xiaomei's body, he was blocked by Ling Xingnan alone, no matter how the dark energy of the poisonous snake transformed by the divine venerable monk impacted, he never managed to cross within a zhang of Ling Xingnan's body, and soon the strange smoke disappeared without a trace.

Even, Ling Xingnan didn't make a move, just stood in front of Ling Xiaomei so quietly, as if nothing could hurt her.

The scene was silent, and the sound of some people's hearts beating could be faintly heard.

Quite a few people opened their mouths wide, obviously a little incredulous.

Is it so easy to block a blow from the Divine Venerable? And he didn't even move his hand, and resisted it with his body?

Finally, I still heard Ling Xiaomei's slightly immature and somewhat sharp shouting: "Dad, this person dares to be your wife, my mother...... And dare to arrest me, you give me a slap to death!"

Ling Xiaomei's voice was a little sharp, and she heard a shock in everyone's ears, and it also woke those people up from the shock.

Even the white fat middle-aged man looked at Ling Xingnan with a look of surprise after forcing Ying Yu back with one palm.

"You...... Who are you?" "After all, the white fat middle-aged man is a god at the peak of the middle grade, he looked away at the beginning, and at this time, seeing Ling Xingnan so calm and clear, he dissolved his secret energy that was ready to capture Ling Xiaomei, and finally began to pay attention to the young man in front of him.

"Peak Rank God General...... No...... Your realm is not right...... Could it be that you have hidden the realm, and you haven't even seen it to me......" The white fat middle-aged man looked at Ling Xingnan carefully again, and said in a nonchalant voice.

"A dignified mid-grade peak god actually used tricks to capture a little girl...... And she is also Ling's daughter, and she dares to beat Ling's wife, it seems that you really don't want to live!" Ling Xingnan stared coldly at the white fat middle-aged man, and anger began to appear on his face.

"Mo Daoyou, the immortal boy, don't come to the ...... you are fine" Ling Xingnan looked at Mo Yunke and the immortal boy on the side again, and also took the initiative to say hello.

In this way, everyone knows that Ling Xingnan has directly ignored the white fat middle-aged god in front of him, even if he knows that he is a mid-grade peak god venerable, he is still so, dare to do so!

"Who the hell is this person?"

"Is he really a god general at the pinnacle of the upper rank?"

"Can't ......"

Countless monks began to speculate, and for a while, the atmosphere in the ice and snow square began to become extremely strange.