The "Ye Bufan" he killed just now was the younger brother of this young woman?

Are they a family?

Shen Ling's heart was surrounded by all kinds of doubts, but he still stepped forward to explain:

"You misunderstood, your brother insisted on fighting with Zaixia, I had to fight with him for dozens of rounds, how did he expect that after he was defeated, he couldn't bear this humiliation and tried to commit suicide..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man took a sip.

"Nonsense! He is usually very well-behaved, and even an ant can't bear to step on it, how can he commit suicide? ”

Shen Ling was stunned and retorted:

"Although he is dead, but Yuan Ying is still alive, you can face each other face to face."

"Yuan Ying?" The young man raised his eyebrows, "He's just in the foundation building period, where did he come from?" You're full of nonsense, you're definitely not a good person, look for a fight! ”

The man was about to let go as he spoke, but was interrupted by a middle-aged man at a critical moment.

"Hugh is reckless..."

"Yes, big brother." The young man's expression immediately became humble.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing the disciple uniform of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, and asked slowly:

"Are you really a mausoleum keeper?"

Shen Ling nodded, his face was neither humble nor arrogant:

"If you are not a mausoleum keeper, how can you walk around in the mausoleum at will? Your Excellency and a few people around you don't seem to be from the sect, why don't you report your name quickly? ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and laughed:

"What a young man with sharp teeth, but he asked Lao Tzu's head?"

At this time, the beautiful young woman had tears in her eyes and cried:

"Boss, that man killed my brother, you want to avenge your brother-in-law!"

"Daddy, is my uncle really dead?" The girl under the skirt flashed her big eyes ignorantly.

The middle-aged man's brows gradually furrowed, but he did not answer.

However, the baby in the young woman's arms seemed to be disturbed, and began to cry "wow".

The crying made the middle-aged man even more irritable.

The big hand slapped the stone seat suddenly, he stood up suddenly, pointed at Shen Ling and said fiercely:

"I blame you for destroying the peace of our family, come and die!"

In other words, grab the void with a big hand!

In an instant, Shen Ling's body disappeared in place, and the next moment, the collar was already held in the hands of the middle-aged man!

This person's strength is terrifying, he didn't give Shen Ling a moment to react, could it be said...

Is he a great power of the Yuan Infant Realm?

Frightened, Shen Ling's Yuan Shen moved, wanting to stimulate the sword domain, but was imprinted by the middle-aged man with a palm, and it was sealed to death!

"Hmph, the little doll in the foundation building period, do you still want to do the opposite?"

Immediately, a punch smashed into Shen Ling's head!

In the midst of lightning and fire, the Seven Deaths Sword was pulled out by spiritual power and slashed over.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, as if he was afraid of the sword, and he withdrew his hand.

Shen Ling held the hilt of the sword with one hand and stabbed hard!

The distance is so close, the other party must not be able to dodge.

However, the middle-aged man didn't seem to have any intention of dodging, so he opened his mouth and shouted:

"Phew!"

With the power of sonic boom alone, Shen Ling was bounced away and flew upside down!

"Made, this person's strength is definitely above the Yuanying Realm..."Shen Ling only felt that the blood of the Seven Apertures was surging, if it weren't for the blessing of the spirit bones, he would have exploded and died.

The middle-aged man showed a hint of surprise on his face:

"Not dead yet? Your flesh is hard, huh? ”

As he spoke, he had to do it again.

Shen Ling shouted:

"In the Mahayana realm, hiding behind and bullying people, I am not afraid of the world's jokes?!"

At the moment of life and death, the old man sitting on the Taishi's chair suddenly smacked his lips and made a small sound.

The middle-aged man looked at it suddenly, and shivered.

Not only him, but the rest of the people were also silent, and fear appeared on their faces, including the baby, of course!

The old man yawned, opened his cloudy eyes, and under his big sleeves, his withered fingers poked out and swiped them at will.

"Bo Bo..."

The middle-aged man, the young woman, the baby, the young man and the girl fell to the ground one after another, turning into dust!

The five primordial babies crawled out of the dust, ran to the old man with a "coo" cry, and disappeared into the big sleeves.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he spat out a word:

"Come!"

Shen Ling was dragged from the ground and flew away, landing in front of the old man.

Frightened, after passing through the ghost gate, Shen Ling's palms were already sweaty.

Mahayana realm, this person is really Mahayana realm!

This is the closest power to the Tribulation Ascension, how can he be committed to the Fallen Tomb?

Shen Ling had some more doubts in his heart, and his clear eyes flashed with surprise.

The old man did not get up, but asked lazily:

"How did you see the decaying body?"

Shen Ling tried his best to calm down and replied:

"Earlier, the young man who committed suicide looked almost exactly like one of my junior brothers, which already aroused my suspicions..."

"Moreover, how could an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period give birth to a primordial baby? The biggest possibility is that there is a powerful person behind him who separates the Yuan Infant and shapes a real body. ”

"However, these are my conjectures, and it wasn't until I chased here that the breath of the primordial infant disappeared that I was sure that one of you must be a senior of the Mahayana realm..."

Shen Ling's inference was reasonable, because only the Mahayana realm could separate so many clones.

The old man asked again:

"What's wrong with those people, you will suspect the old decay?"

"Back to my predecessors, there are no flaws in your doppelgangers themselves, it's just..."

Shen Ling continued:

"They give me the feeling of immaturity, even the powerful middle-aged man, he is only a strong and introverted person, his breath is sloppy, and he does not have a backbone. You're different, your breath is steady, like you're pulling these puppets... Jugglers? ”

The old man finally showed a smile on his face:

"The word juggler is a bit new, the old man has been in the tomb for more than 5,000 years, and he is really idle, so he divided these people to relieve his boredom, but he didn't expect to attract you, the mausoleum keeper..."

"Senior, the clone that resembled one of my old acquaintances before also made me retreat, right?" Shen Ling said tentatively.

"Hehe... You guessed it right, it comes from the heart, and how he looks depends on you. ”

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, stroked his beard, and said:

"Boy, you have thoroughly studied the "Quenching God Sword Sutra" full heart method, and you have the Seven Dead Sword Body, are you lucky?"

At the mention of this, Shen Ling was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously raised his vigilance.

"It's not a secret, the younger generation is just a mistake, it's not a real skill."

"That's right, your "Quenching God Sword Sutra" is indeed not a well-intentioned method, it's just a freak that my senior brother insisted on!"

Saying this, a trace of disdain flashed in the old man's eyes.

Shen Ling sighed in his heart.

In the final analysis, the Sword Sutra of Quenching God is the sword scripture method handed down by the Dao Ancestor, how can it be so belittled?

This old man kept saying that the Sword Sutra was created by his senior brother, could it be that he and Dao Ancestor were contemporaries?

In this way, this man is at least ten thousand years old!

At this time, the old man had already sensed that the other party had doubts, so he simply revealed his identity:

"Boy, the old decay is the Dao ancestor you worship, the junior brother of Li Dao, the ram Yun!"

Hearing this, Shen Ling almost made a mistake!

Sword Saint Ram Yun is indeed a powerful man at the end of antiquity, as famous as the Dao Ancestor!

However, according to records, this sword master had fallen more than 5,000 years ago, and there was no detailed record even in the "Book of Dreams", how could he suddenly appear in the tomb?