Ling Butong shook his wheelchair and turned his head to Zhu Yan and said, "We'll have a civil war later." www.biquge.info You don't have to participate! The Heavenly Saint Sect can stand on my side with Ling Butong and witness this scene, I am already satisfied! You participated and gave your life in vain! Ancestor is ruthless, whoever stops him from killing me is his enemy!"

Zhu Yan smiled slightly and did not speak.

"Open the door!" Ling Butong shouted.

"Sect Master, you can't go out!" said the Right Protector loudly.

"No, this is the case, how can I dodge, if you die in battle, how can I live alone?" Ling Butong shook his head.

"Those dead soldiers?" the Third Elder asked, gesturing.

"Don't expose them until you have to! Once we are defeated, let them never appear. Otherwise, their lives will be ruined! Nor will the ancestors know that they were once dead. A trace of despair flashed in Ling Butong's eyes.

"Yes!"

The three elders shook their wrists. A beam of light struck a void of space. Boom! There was a muffled sound after the beam struck somewhere in the air.

A heavy gate of golden light opened with a bang!

"Hahahaha! Ling Butong, for the sake of the Heavenly Saint Sect's face, I will give you a one-day period. Now, the day has come. How are you thinking about it?"

The ancestral mourning took a big step. He was followed by six elders, including the Great Elder, the Second Elder.

Two hundred guards from the Dao Martial Realm surrounded Ling Butong and the others in a fan shape. They looked at the Sect Master without the slightest hint of awe in their eyes. They are all confidants and dead soldiers selected by the ancestors among their disciples. There is only ancestral mourning in the eyes, and there is no suzerain!

The people of the major powers watched from afar. Gong Wall Liu and the others also stood with them, indifferently looking at the internal strife of the Lingxiao Sect.

Seeing Zhu Yan's thin gaze, Li Ge and the others were a little embarrassed, and hurriedly avoided their eyes. Only the palace wall willow and Gu Wangfeng glanced at Zhu Yan and immediately urged a few people, and there was a lot of ridicule in their expressions.

There is a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides in front of him, and Ling Butong will definitely lose. Zhu Yan was thin and stood on Ling Butong's side because of Qin Xiao's token, wouldn't he be looking for death?

However, they were slightly surprised when they didn't see Qin Xiao.

Could it be that this kid absconded ahead of time?

Zu Fu stared at Ling Butong, knowing that he was going to kill this dying old guy with his own hands in a moment. Subsequently, he is the sect master of the Lingxiao Sect, and he can step into the holy land of the sect and obtain the inheritance, by the way......

Thinking about it, he was in a happy mood. With a flash of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the people of the great forces around him, and his heart moved.

If they saw themselves slaughtering Ling Butong and spreading it, it didn't seem appropriate.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day when the new and old sect masters of our Lingxiao Sect will be replaced. However, the situation is somewhat special, involving the internal affairs of the sect, and it is inconvenient to make it public. So, please go back first! When my ancestor dies and inherits the position of suzerain, I will definitely visit you one by one! Please!"

Facing the great forces, Zu Fu smiled and stretched out his hand to point to the way down the mountain.

Everyone wanted to leave for a long time! None of them wanted to participate in the internal fighting of the Lingxiao Sect. Who is the suzerain has nothing to do with them! Besides, the ancestors have treated them a lot in the past few days. In addition to the thoughtful hospitality, they also sent some spirit grass spirit stone pills, although the grade is not very high, but for them, it is also a rare treasure!

Everyone said goodbye to the ancestral mourner, and then hurried down the mountain. Almost no one greeted Ling Butong. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in less than half an hour, Ling Butong will disappear completely!

Naturally, there is no need to be polite with the dead! Besides, if you are polite, you will offend the ancestral mourner! Who would make the ancestral mourning dissatisfied with the dead person?

"Snobbish!" the Third Elder snorted angrily.

"It's been like this since ancient times!Do those who have lost power still expect to be respected?" Ling Butong smiled faintly, "Third child, be calm!"

The third child retracted his gaze and stared at the ancestral mourner.

Zhu Yanshou kept watching Gong Wallliu and the others leave, without saying a word. Since Qin Xiao has a token in his hand, then, everything is subject to Qin Xiao. His status as the head of the company was also abolished. Therefore, he has no right to interfere with the decisions of the palace wall willows.

This is Zhu Yan's thin idea. In his eyes, there are only rules!

"Ling Butong, hand over the scepter!" Zu Fu pressed forward step by step.

"Dare to mourn the ancestors, dare to call the name of the sect master! Do you know the guilt?" The left and right protectors were furious and stopped in front of Ling Butong.

"Hahahaha...... It's really ridiculous! When you are desperate, do you still have to maintain your poor dignity?" Zu Fu waved his palms to the sky suddenly.

A stream of thousands of long blood-colored airwaves shot up into the sky, covering the entire sky. The boundless bloody aura immediately enveloped the top of the mountain, covering Ling Butong and the others.

The coercion of the rage hides in the murderous aura, scorning and slicing through the air, slicing through the void. All the people were cut like knives.

Xiao Jiuyou and Su Xiaoxiao's faces twitched. Here the two of them are the lowest in cultivation, and they can't resist the pressure of the ancestral mourning. Their hearts were surging with blood, and they were almost about to spurt blood.

Whew! Zhu Yan's thin sleeves waved lightly, drawing a fresh breeze and blowing away a small piece of blood. Xiao Jiuyou and Su Xiaoxiao returned to clarity in front of them. The pressure on the two of them suddenly subsided.

"Thank you, brother!" the two thanked softly.

Zhu Yan Thin nodded: "Don't stay too far away from me! This level of battle is too widespread, so be careful! Observe carefully, it may be beneficial to cultivation!"

"Yes!" The two approached Zhu Yan and watched the ancestral funeral carefully.

"Kill!"

The left and right protectors grasped the dragon sword and slashed towards the void space. The flames shimmered, spewing out thousands of flame dragons. Two magma dragons whined and danced wildly from the flames.

The magma dragon shook its head and tail, shuttled through the clouds, swayed its tail for thousands of feet, cut off the canopy, and drew a fiery red spatial crack.

The infinite divine power was immense, colliding with the blood-colored air current, and the sky was full of flames and blood qi sneering and burning. It seems that the starry sky has fallen, sprinkling hundreds of millions of starlight.

Thundered!

The ancestor screamed, and his arms were stretched out. The blood-colored robes stirred in the wind, and a steady stream of bloody aura filled the sky.

If you look at it from a distance, the entire Lingxiao Sect Master Peak is entangled in blood qi, and it seems that a river of blood rushes into the sky and falls, raining down blood and water in the sky.

The world was suddenly bloody!

"Dragon Slaying the Sky!" the left and right Dharma protectors shouted angrily, and both of them rose to the sky, dancing the dragon sword wildly. The two magma dragons instantly magnified several times, opened their sky-devouring mouths, and howled and sucked violently.

The endless bloody aura in the sky was immediately absorbed by the surging surge. Like a super hurricane, blowing away the blood mist. It gradually became clear to everyone's eyes.

"Hahaha...... Let me show you what the real dragon slayer is!" The ancestor looked up to the sky and drank. Clapped out with both hands.

A giant sword appeared in his hand. It was also a giant sword shining with magma, and it looked exactly the same as the one in the hands of the left and right protectors. The slight difference is that his dragon sword is more ferocious. An unconcealable aura of suppression and killing surged out.

"Ancestral funeral, it turns out that the main sword of the dragon was stolen by you?" the three elders and the others were shocked and shouted angrily.

"There are three dragon knives! Cast by the ancestors back then, it was the treasure of the Zhenzong. One main knife and two secondary knives. The main knife displays the secret room of the sect. The secondary knife is worn by the left and right protectors. Many years ago, the main sword of the dragon was stolen, and it turned out to be the ancestor who killed it!I should have expected it!" Ling Butong shook his head and sighed.

However, as soon as the main knife came out, the secondary knife immediately had a sense of fear. The main knife and the secondary knife will clash, and the secondary knife will only avoid and lose its power. The two Dharma Protectors are already slightly inferior to the ancestors, wouldn't it be ...... like this" The five elders changed color in shock.

They knew that the three dragon knives all possessed a certain spirituality. The secondary knife is cast, which is to assist the main knife. Now, the main knife is out, how dare the secondary knife compete with the main knife?

"Not only did he steal the sword! Ancestor Fu also stole the Dragon Sword Technique! This is a stunt that only allows him to protect the Dharma and cultivate the Dharma, and he actually learned it secretly!"

I thought that the left and right protectors could resist with the dragon knife, but now, the ancestor mourners actually have the main knife and have also learned the dragon knife method. In this battle, the left and right protectors will definitely lose!

The Great Elder and the others were confident. When they saw that the ancestor had used the main sword of the dragon, they knew that the general situation had been decided. Immediately surrounded Ling Butong.

"What are you doing?" the Third Elder roared.

"What are you doing, naturally, I hope that Sect Master Ling will take the initiative to let Xian! Otherwise, we will have to take action!" The Great Elder stared at Ling Butong, his eyes full of mockery!

Once upon a time, this old man who made himself in awe had to surrender at his feet!

"Protect the sect master!" the three elders shouted, and together with the five elders and the other three elders.

"Kill!" the Great Elder waved his arm and led the Second Elder and the other two Elders and the Third Elder to fight together.

The remaining two elders smiled and walked towards Ling Butong.

Zhu Yan lost his body and stopped them.

"Brother Zhu, don't jump in! The old man thanks you! Go first!" Ling Butong said softly.

"No!" Zhu Yan shook his head, "I listen to Qin Xiao! Since he chooses to protect you, I will protect you! Unless he orders me to leave! Qin Xiao is not here, I must protect you!"

"Is the Heavenly Saint Sect going to interfere in the internal affairs of my Lingxiao Sect?" the two elders shouted.

"As long as you don't hurt Sect Master Ling, I won't make a move!" Zhu Yan said lightly.

"Then don't blame me for not reminding you!" the two elders sneered, "The Heavenly Saint Sect interferes in my internal affairs, and we can only be forced to take action!"

"Kill!" the two elders shouted angrily and rushed over.

Zhu Yan's thin wrist shook slightly, and the cold light of the long sword appeared, stabbing out a cold light.

immediately stared at Zhu Yan thin. He can't get involved in a battle of this level. Barely fighting, but it will affect Zhu Yan thin. However, once Zhu Yan is invincible, he will rush forward desperately!

Xiao Jiuyou and Su Xiaoxiao looked back at the main hall. Qin Xiao still didn't come out. Now, the defeat is decided, unless Qin Xiao engulfs it out, there may be a glimmer of hope.

However, when they thought of Qin Xiao and Ling Xiao's cultivation in an instant, their hearts instantly gloomed. If their cultivation is too low, how can they get adventures in time? Can they turn the situation around?

How could he be an opponent of Zu Fu?

The strength of the ancestor is probably not inferior to some of the inner sect elders of the Heavenly Saint Sect. Even, stronger!

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