"Yes. ”

"Do whatever you want. ”

Compared with Xiao Jing's obedience, Cheng Yanjin never knew what the rules were in front of Tang Ling, and after reluctantly retreating to the side, he had once again displayed the Xuanhua Ghost Axe in his hand, and at the same time, a pair of tiger eyes stared, and he couldn't help but glance back and forth at the three of Chen Lei and those captured disciples, as if he was about to kill at the slightest disagreement, and split all these unknown mortals in front of him into two pieces.

Even if Wang Yueyao didn't explain it before the conference began, Chen Lei already knew what the Heng clan had done, and it was difficult to hide his anger when he heard that some of his disciples had colluded with him. Seeing that Xiao Jing had untied the confinement of these disciples and allowed them to regain their senses, he had already asked one of the Sixiangmen disciples, "Si Yang, are you really colluding with the Heng Clan?"

The disciple of the Four Elephant Sect who was called Si Yang obviously still didn't know Tang Ling's true identity, and after looking around, he still planned to bite back: "No, Master, the four Demon Thunder and Feng Hanyi secretly colluded to seize the secrets of the door in a vain attempt to harm the Chaos Lord, and they were broken by a few of us, which trapped us and framed us!"

Hearing this counterattack, Canglan and Yuya suddenly knew the details of the matter in their hearts.

Chen Lei was even more angry and trembling.

"Oh, if so, you might as well explain why your soul has become so ...... Turbidity?"

When Tang Ling heard Si Yang's self-justification, he did not refute it, but raised his hand to grab a false blow at him. A large, disembodied hand appeared, and an illusory figure had been pulled out of him. In an instant, this disciple of the Four Elephant Sect had fallen on the cloud rudder deck with a "pop" in front of everyone's eyes, and there was no other movement except for breathing.

Looking at the illusory figure again, everyone tried their best to look around, and then they could vaguely distinguish that its facial features were somewhat similar to Si Yang, in addition, it seemed to be in some kind of restraint, although it was still struggling, but every time it moved, it showed several ghostly afterimages, as if with a little pressure, he was about to fall apart on the spot and turn into several clones.

Controlling the phantom, although Tang Ling's tone was calm, anyone could hear that this sage, who had already turned indifference and indifferently to the common people, was now trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, so as not to get out of control: "The cultivation of the Heng clan is to split the soul first, and then it is the origin of the four clans to cultivate. Now that the trend of your soul splitting has appeared, it is just when the first step is about to be completed, if you can make it separate, it is a foregone conclusion, you can enter the next stage, condense the origin of the four clans, yes or no?"

In the shadow, there was a two-word rebuttal: "False...... Contempt ......"

"It seems that you still have some stubborn intentions to save the last bit of life in front of your master. ”

Angry laughter rang out, Tang Ling let go of one hand, Si Yang's soul phantom had instantly returned to his body, and with a burst of convulsions and spasms, the Four Elephant Sect disciple coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and the gaze cast at Chen Lei was all deliberately revealed.

Seeing that Si Yang was still dying, Cheng Biting Jin, who was coldly observing and had not said a word for a long time, tightened his hand, and was about to lift the axe and step forward-

Tang Ling had already expected it, and had already raised his hand to stop him: "Ghost Ancestor, there is no need to bother you for the time being. ”

"Humph!"

Cheng Biting Jin was silent, and only vented his dissatisfaction with a cold snort.

After stopping Cheng Yanjin, Tang Ling looked at Si Yang again: "You seem to have something to say?"

Including Cheng Yanjin, Xiao Jing, Wang Yueyao, and other people who are close to Tang Ling, everyone present couldn't help but shudder when they heard his question. I only felt that the thin figure sitting in front of me now was brewing some kind of murderous intent, and it was about to wipe out a sinner between heaven and earth at any time.

Si Yang fell to the ground, but he was an exception when he finally regained a little consciousness, and he still clung to his "position": "Although my cultivation is low, everything I do is worthy of my heart. Wind and cold, you are so planted to blame, aren't you afraid of the cycle of heaven and karma?"

"Heavenly Dao Cycle?"

Tang Ling repeated these four words, and then-

"Hahahahahahaha...... You evil creatures, how dare you speak in front of me about the way of heaven?"

As if in response to the anger in Tang Ling's heart, the boundless night sky suddenly changed color, and the sound of thunder echoed in the sky again, suggesting that the sage's anger was on the verge of exploding.

"If you are really worthy of your heart, why should you hide what you have done? Now that you have secretly learned the art of the Heng Clan's side door, why don't you admit it directly, so as not to cause yourself an even more embarrassing end?"

Without putting the night sky and thunder in his eyes, Si Yang bent his body, and looked at Tang Ling's gaze was still "indomitable", as if he wanted to keep his name in his life in front of power: "Hmph, how can you admit what you have never done?"

This questioning sounded reasonable, and in an instant, the rest of the disciples responded in unison.

"Enough!"

A shout full of anger came, which not only interrupted the "righteous indignation" of the disciples, but also silenced them on the spot.

Following the prestige, I saw that Chen Lei's face was pale, his breathing was short, and it was obvious that the anger in his heart was about to explode.

Si Yang has been taking the lead in struggling, the purpose is to get Chen Lei to open his mouth to free himself, but now that he sees his master like this, he has secretly noticed that something is wrong, even so, he still does not intend to give up: "Master, please listen to the disciple's words......"

The person in front of him is Chen Lei's personal inheritance, and when it comes to the degree of spoiling of Si Yang, it is even better than the true inheritance of several predecessors of Demon Lei, but at this moment, the master of the Sixiang Sect only has the wrath of hatred: "Since the beginning, your mind is probably only on how to exonerate yourself." Could it be that when you hear the titles of 'King of People' and 'Ghost Ancestor', you still don't know your situation, and you still try to reverse black and white?"

"Human King, Ghost Ancestor?"

Hearing these two names, Si Yang was stunned at first, and then looked at Xiao Jing and Cheng Yanjin. As a cultivator, he has studied the Heng clan exercises, and of course his perception of the origin of each clan is not bad, even so, in addition to seeing the cultivation path of the two, he has no idea of the depth of their cultivation, and the way of ghost cultivation and cultivation skills is by no means inferior to his own master. As for the wind chill and the stunning woman waiting by the side, except for feeling that they have a slight cultivation, they can no longer see any other subtleties. Therefore, Chen Lei's question only made him feel a little confused, and he still didn't know his current situation.

Seeing that his disciple was so stubborn, Chen Lei was even more angry in his heart, and he had already bowed to Tang Ling and hugged his fists and said: "Sage, Chen Lei taught such a criminal to blame, please dispose of this son At the same time, he also sent a punishment to Chen Lei." ”