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A high-pitched voice fell from the sky, and as the voice fell, a powerful and incomparable majesty rose and fell on the faces of everyone at the scene. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, whether it was the black-faced man or the other onlookers, their faces changed, and they subconsciously took a step back.

Ling Zhi agreed to stare at him, but he didn't retreat, but looked straight at a man in a brocade robe in the crowd.

In this person's body, he found a divine aura similar to that of Feng Manzhu.

The difference is that this aura is obviously stronger than the one emanating from Feng Manzhu's body, if it weren't for the fact that he was strong in the sea and had already reached the peak of the Great Emperor Realm in cultivation, he would almost have the illusion of worship.

Meet the Deacon

After a short silence, the black-faced man was the first to come back to his senses, and then walked over to bow respectfully to the golden-robed man.

At the same time, including Feng Manzhu beside Ling Zhi, all the onlookers bent down and bowed down to this person in unison.

The golden-robed deacon nodded faintly around, and his gaze quickly fell on Ling Zhi, the only person who did not salute him at the scene, and a pair of cold eyes flashed with a trace of murderous aura.

Report to the deacon, this man is an outsider, perhaps in his original plane, a big man, with an extremely violent and unruly temperament, and just now the villain passed by here, not only did he knock me to the ground for no reason, but he also refused to apologize, and even insulted me as a bastard

Seeing that the golden-robed deacon was looking up at Ling Zhi, the black-faced man explained to him immediately.

daring

The golden-robed deacon snorted coldly, and his gaze at Ling Zhi was even more ruthless, although my Holy Ruins Realm welcomes all plane monks to join, it is the Holy Lord who is broad-minded and tolerant of all rivers, but it does not mean that any foreign martial artist can do anything wrong

After saying this, the golden-robed deacon looked at Ling Zhi coldly and asked: Report your name and origin

Ling Zhi, a casual cultivator, Ling Zhi just said his name in a deep voice, but he didn't say anything about the background of his origin.

It turned out to be a casual cultivator, no wonder he didn't understand the rules so much

The golden-robed deacon nodded, and then waved his hand and said: "I don't understand many things when you first came to the Holy Ruins, this time the deacon will forgive you, and now, you immediately apologize to him, and then compensate him for his losses."

The words fell and looked at the black-faced man, you can accept the way this deacon is handled

Accept, of course the villain accepted it, as the deacon said, since he is an outsider who is a casual cultivator and does not understand the rules, I don't want his life, I just need him to give me the ring The black-faced man smiled and returned with a generous look.

Very well, Ling Zhi, you have heard it, and I now solemnly ask you that you are satisfied with the mediation of this deacon

Are you farting

What did you say

Ling Zhi took a step forward, looked at the golden-robed man, and said word by word: I said, are you farting?

daring

The golden-robed man was furious, this time he didn't even bother to speak, and raised his hand to slap Ling Zhi in the face.

Ling Zhi sneered in his heart, with his eyesight, almost as soon as this so-called deacon appeared, he saw the eye contact between this person and the black-faced man in secret.

It is not difficult to imagine that since the black-faced man has been able to survive in this holy ruin hall to this day, and he has been doing the business of touching porcelain and blackmailing, saying that he has no background and has no collusion with the law enforcers of the holy ruin hall behind his back, he will not believe it if he kills Ling Zhi.

Since the two of them have a nest of snakes and rats and are in a group, what else is Ling Zhi so polite

Having said that, even if he kneels and kowtows and begs for mercy now, will the deacon in front of him really let him go?

Seeing the opponent's fist attack at this moment, Ling Zhi would not hesitate.

He also raised a slap and slapped the deacon backhanded.

You look for death

The deacon was furious, he had been an enforcer in this holy basilica for hundreds of years. I've seen rebelliousness, but I've never seen a madman as bold as Ling Zhi.

Yes, it's a fanatic

Mo said that the other party was just an ant from a low-level plane who had not experienced the baptism of thunder, even those big masters from the big plane, who had come to the holy ruins for the first time, had to lie on his stomach as a dragon, and had to squat even as a tiger.

The reason is naturally very simple, if the rules of the Holy Ruins Hall are so easy to provoke, then how can their Holy Ruins Hall have existed for so many years and have always been standing

In the endless anger, the golden-robed deacon had no reservations, and the slap he swung out almost contained nearly ninety percent of his skills.

When the palm of his hand was slapped out, it seemed that even the void in front of him had a trace of contraction and fission, as if it was about to suddenly collapse and disintegrate the gang.

But after just one breath, the golden-robed deacon was completely stunned.

He suddenly found that after his powerful palm force grabbed out, not only did he not completely block the ant from the lower plane in front of him as he imagined, but instead came from the opposite side with a terrifying power that almost suffocated him.

In an instant, the fists and palms met, and a burst sound that pierced people's eardrums came out, and the body of the golden-robed deacon was like a lit cannonball, forbidden to be blown out for more than ten zhang, and finally relied on the protection of the main hall to barely stabilize his body.

But even so, the corners of the golden-robed deacon's mouth overflowed with a large mouthful of blood, and his face was as white as a dead man's ugly.

The black-faced man was stunned.

The countless onlookers around were stunned.

Feng Manzhu, who was standing behind Ling Zhi, was also stunned.

They all opened their mouths wide and looked at Ling Zhi blankly, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

However, what Ling Zhi didn't know was that these people were stunned, not surprised by Ling Zhi's strong strength, even the deacon of the Holy Ruins Hall could fly with one punch, maybe there was a reason for this, but it must not be the main reason.

The real reason for everyone's surprised expressions was that Ling Zhi dared to admit that he had done it with the deacon in the Holy Ruins Hall, not only did he do it, but now he also injured people.

It's still the same old saying, the Holy Ruins Hall can stand for endless years, and it must be the reason for the existence of countless dimensional martial cultivators entering the Holy Ruins Continent.

In the long years, there have indeed been many madmen who have the audacity to act and dare to do something to the deacons.

But those madmen, no matter how much they cultivated, what their origins, all disappeared in the long river of time without exception.

Yes, without exception.

In this way, after a short period of stunned, everyone came back to their senses, and looked at Ling Zhi's gaze as if they were looking at a dead person.

Hahaha, little bastard, do you know what you're looking for, you're dead, you know

The black-faced man came to his senses and immediately burst into a burst of laughter, but before the laughter fell, he suddenly froze on his face.

There is no other reason, because Ling Zhi has come to him at some point, and what makes him even more frightened is that one of Ling Zhi's hands is strangling his neck at the moment.

What do you want to do, as if you know what is going on at this moment, the black-faced man reacts to what's going on.

Yes, Ling Zhi dared to injure the deacon of the Holy Ruins Temple, and he was indeed dead, but before that, he didn't seem to be having a good time

Even if I die, you will die in front of me

Don't kill me, killing is forbidden in the Holy Ruins Temple, if you kill me, there will definitely be no good end The black-faced man had round eyes, swallowed spit, and a thick pleading color appeared in his eyes.

Who dares to make trouble in my temple of the ruins?

Almost at the same time as the black-faced man's words fell, a high-pitched voice fell from the sky.

Different from the high-pitched voice made by the deacon before, this roar was not only extremely loud, but the coercion contained in it was like a vast mountain pressing down.

Ling Zhi's face changed, and he finally stopped his tightening five fingers, turned around, and slowly looked behind him.

In front of him was a middle-aged man dressed in a white gown, with a square face and a gray beard on his chin.

If the divine light on the deacon's body was already obvious before, then the divine light released from the gray-bearded man in front of him was simply an artificial little sun, which pierced people a little unable to open their eyelids.

For the first time since advancing to the pinnacle of the Great Emperor Realm, Ling Zhi felt threatened by himself.