At this moment, Ling Tian's face was already iron-blue, and in the fists clenched tightly behind his back, his nails had sunk into the flesh.

Since he joined the Sand City Sanctuary and became an elder, it had been a long time since anyone dared to talk to him like this, and even the heads of other sects had lowered their heads and spoken amicably when they saw him.

And even among the elders of the Shacheng Holy Hall, he was also the most dazzling one, because of his high talent and diligent cultivation, he was deeply loved by a certain Supreme Elder, and was even designated as a popular candidate for the next head.

He felt that he was the pride of the sky, and he should be the most dazzling existence everywhere.

But now, he was humiliated by a disciple of the Earth Sect, and several of his disciples were also beaten like a puddle of mud, which made his face hot.

And that kid didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he continued to challenge him.

Ling Tian only felt a surge of blood rush to his head, he slowly turned around and looked at the Holy Castle not far away, at this moment, on top of the high battlements, three figures suddenly appeared, looking at him coldly.

The middle-aged man in the middle was He Xuanyuan, the current head of the Shacheng Holy Hall, and the expression on his face was a little complicated at the moment, but after his eyes made contact with him, he slowly turned his head away after a little hesitation.

The sturdy man on the left is the son of the Supreme Elder Wang, who has a violent personality, and there is already a trace of murder in his eyes at this moment.

The white-haired old man on the right was another Supreme Elder, Qin Huan, who was calm and resourceful in the face of trouble, and gently patted Wang Zhisheng on the back, signaling him to control his emotions.

According to the traditional rules of the cultivation world, the head of the sect, He Xuanyuan, is the speaker of the Shacheng Holy Church. The decision of the sect should be decided by him.

And the Supreme Elder of the sect should have concentrated on cultivation. Unless there is a major crisis. Otherwise, do not meddle in the affairs of the sect.

However, since the mysterious disappearance of Bai Zhubing, the first Supreme Elder of the Shacheng Holy Hall, Wang Zhisheng and Qin Huan have become more and more involved in the affairs of the sect, and there is a faint tendency to put He Xuanyuan in the air.

Ling Tian's eyes looked at Qin Huan from afar, this was his mentor, and the latter nodded at him slightly, and reached out to make a covert movement to wipe his neck.

Ling Tian suddenly had an idea in his heart, his chin was raised high, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had already made up his mind. To destroy the young man in front of him with the most cruel means, to wash away the humiliation he suffered today in the most indisputable way, and never let others see the jokes of the Sand City Sanctuary.

"I admit that you are very strong, with your talent and strength, you would have had a chance to join our Sand City Sanctuary!" Ling Tian said slowly, his voice as cold as ice and snow: "But you have to go against us, this path of destruction is your own choice!"

But seeing Fang Feiyang, he pursed the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Don't be funny, just Shacheng Holy Hall, you care about me?"

"Hmph. What's the use of talking about it?" Ling Tian had a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Even if the Shacheng Holy Hall is unbearable, it is still one of the three great heavenly sects. It's not like your Yunhai Immortal Sect, you were beaten like a dog by the Heavenly Dao!"

As soon as these words came out, many people's faces changed, Yunhai Immortal Sect fought to the end with Xutian Dao that night, and the spirit of seeing death as if it were home was admired by countless monks, but when it came to Ling Tian's mouth, it became "like a dog".

Not only that, Ling Tian also continued: "Do you dare to bet a little bigger?"

You know, they are fighting in bloody mode, and injuries or even death in the battle cannot be pursued.

In other words, they're already gambling on their lives.

Under such circumstances, Ling Tian actually proposed to increase the bet, I don't know what else to bet on!

"What do you want to bet on?" Fang Feiyang asked quietly.

"If you lose, I will not kill you. Ling Tian sneered, turned around and pointed to the Holy Church City Tower, "I only tied you up and hung you on the City Tower for ten years, so that everyone could see the fate of opposing the Shacheng Holy Hall!"

Cultivators often regard dignity as more important than life, Ling Tian said that he would not kill, but in fact, the bet he proposed was more terrible than killing Fang Feiyang!

Many people's faces had changed color, but they saw Fang Feiyang shrugging their shoulders: "Okay, in this case, if you lose, come to the gate of our Yunhai Immortal Sect and lie on the ground to be a watchdog for ten years." ”

Poison, it's too poisonous.

Just now Ling Tian said that the Yunhai Immortal Sect was beaten like a dog, Fang Feiyang immediately proposed to let him lose to be a watchdog, but the request to increase the stakes was made by Ling Tian himself, and he couldn't refuse.

When it comes to the skill of fighting mouth cannons, ten Ling Tian is not Fang Feiyang's opponent.

"Boom", as soon as Fang Feiyang's words came out, Ling Tian was so angry that his hands and feet were cold, and the crowd around him was even more like a fried pot, especially the disciples of the Shacheng Holy Hall, who all let out angry reprimands.

"Presumptuous!"

"What are you, so arrogant!"

"How dare you provoke the disciples of the Shacheng Holy Hall like this, does the Yunhai Immortal Sect want to isolate itself from the world?"

However, Fang Feiyang didn't seem to hear anything, and continued to provoke: "What, don't you dare?"

"Look, I took the challenge you put to me, the time and place are all set by you, and I have no objection, even your wheel war, I don't care. ”

"Now it's your initiative to raise again, and at this point, do you want to go back?"

"Are the people of the Sand City Sanctuary so unplanted?"

"Shut up!" Ling Tian couldn't hold back any longer, interrupting Fang Feiyang's words: "I promise you. ”

At this time, the crowd quieted down.

Tonight's shock has exceeded everyone's psychological bottom line, and it seems that no matter what happens in front of them again, they have become numb.

"You think you've won me?" Ling Tian said in a hoarse voice with bloodshot eyes, suddenly stretching out his left foot and stomping on the ground.

A circle of ripples emanated from the position where he stomped in all directions, and then, the ground around him resounded with a rumbling sound, and countless sand, gravel and soil automatically converged, turning into a giant stone puppet dozens of feet tall.

And Ling Tian flew towards the giant stone puppet, and then his figure instantly disappeared into it, as if he had merged with the giant stone puppet.

A huge amount of soul power emanated from the giant stone puppet, and those with slightly lower cultivation couldn't even straighten their waists under this spirit power pressure.

As an elder of the Sand City Sanctuary, Ling Tian was originally a cultivator of the "Soul King" realm, but after merging with the giant stone couple, it was conservatively estimated that his cultivation was also close to the "Soul Emperor" realm.

This giant stone puppet was carefully refined by Qin Huan, the Supreme Elder of the Shacheng Holy Hall, for nearly ten years, and then given to Ling Tian as his killer weapon, in addition to being infinitely powerful and unstoppable, it can also manipulate earth, stone and gravity, and its power is infinite. (To be continued......)