Chapter 71
As he spoke, the tip of the long sword in Ling Wanqing's hand suddenly erupted with dense earth-shattering thunder.
The originally gloomy sky was also illuminated at this moment, as if it were day.
The thunder and lightning passed, and the poison in front of him was like seeing the most feared nemesis, and it was retreating frantically.
Even, the poison gas armor on Ling Poison's body was even more like a spiritual intelligence, retreating frantically, revealing Ling Poison's old and dilapidated body, as well as the miserable white face full of surprise.
"Emperor Thunder!"
"What...... Maybe?"
Ling Poison was shocked.
His poisonous gas belongs to the supreme yin thing, and the most feared thing is the supreme yang thing.
With his years of cultivation and control of his own power, he was not afraid of ordinary Yang things at all.
Even, you can use the attribute of mutual restraint to counterpressure the other party.
But the only thing he feared was the supreme yang thing of emperor-level power.
That is not only restraint in attributes, but also absolute crushing in rank.
However, he had never encountered such a situation in all his years in the Nether.
After all, the power of the emperor is a legendary power.
This little nether realm is not much that few people can master.
But in front of you.
Ling Wanqing, the Upper Realm Master, used the power of the Emperor Dao.
Ling Wanqing, an apprentice, also used the power of the emperor.
This made Ling Poison desperate.
When did this nether realm use the power
of the Emperor? How could they, the monks of the older generation, fight with their juniors?
While being shocked for a short time, Ling Poison wanted to dodge.
At
this time, Ling Wanqing had already stepped into the distance of Ling Poison's three feet with the giant sword, and the violent energy in the sky had already locked him completely.
"It's also your pride to be able to die under this kind of power!"
Ling Wanqing condescended, looking down at Ling Poison, and said coldly.
This is the power that the Emperor of the Cang Clan, who once brought his master to enlightenment, passed on to the Dao Scar, and he also gained a lot in the Temple of Time.
In addition, after leaving the customs, he was personally guided by the master.
Therefore, she is very handy with this power.
Don't look at the thunder in the sky now, the horror is boundless.
But in fact, Ling Wanqing had not used all her strength at all, and there were still many forces and means that had not been used.
"Go die!" The
next moment, Ling Wanqing shouted angrily, and the long sword in her hand pierced into Ling Poison's heart.
The power of thunder shone even more in Ling Poison's body, dispersing its poisonous gas and cultivation.
"You
......" "I regret it so much...... The
corners of Ling Poison's mouth suddenly overflowed with a mouthful of blood, and he stretched out his hand to point at Ling Wanqing, not blinking his eyes.
When he was dying, he regretted it.
However, it was not that he regretted killing the Ling Wanqing clan of the same bloodline.
Instead, he regretted that he should have killed them all in the first place, and he should not have left them for the rest of the trouble.
Boom!
As soon as Ling Wanqing's palm holding the sword was forced, Ling Poison's whole person instantly exploded into powder.
She looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but feel sad, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her beautiful pupils.
"Dad, mother
!" "What other clansmen were killed
!" "I, Ling Wanqing, have avenged you!" Ling Wanqing
cried.
Even if she had killed this hateful enemy, she would not have been happy at all.
Because those relatives and friends who have passed away will never come back.
Below, Su Lao also knelt down with his relatives and friends, and couldn't help but cry.
Those clansmen who were killed should be able to rest in peace, right?
Now the enemy is the only one left, Ling Feng Candle.
With Miss's potential and Miss's strength, the remaining enemy should not live long, right?
Far away, the crowd of onlookers was still deeply shocked, unable to extricate themselves.
Kill in
seconds! With the cultivation of the Xuanzang Realm as the Ling Poison that kills the peak of the Xuanzang Realm in seconds!
This combat power, this potential, can be called peerless.
At this moment, they realized that their Tianjiao in the lower realm, with the resources of the upper realm, was destined to shine brighter than all the geniuses in the lower realm.
At this moment, they couldn't help but think of the Ling Feng Candle who was carrying the Ancient Heavy Pupil Body and Innate Dao Bone.
If these two enemies met once, what kind of crazy picture would it be?
Xia Changge, who was shrouded in bright golden light, also looked up quietly, letting his apprentice cry.
At this time, it is always more comfortable to cry for a while.
After a long time, Ling Wanqing suddenly looked at the master below, and asked in a voice, "Master!" "
Can a person be resurrected after death?"
Xia Changge in the golden light also frowned as he listened.
He was also curious about this, but he didn't know either.
That's definitely the highest secret, and since ancient times, it is estimated that few people have figured it out, and maybe no one has even figured it out.
But seeing the apprentice with a sad face, Xia Changge still replied slowly, "It should be ...... It's okay!"
"Master Xie!" Ling Wanqing also said happily.
Although it sounds like a possibility, there is always some hope that the headquarters cannot be better.
......
At the same time, inside the Ling Imperial Palace.
"It looks like the Upper Realm Lord of Xuantian Sect!"
the Human Emperor also looked in the direction where the Ling Clan was located and whispered to himself.
He had seen everything that had just happened there.
If it wasn't for the fact that he could see it easily, he wouldn't have believed that Ling Wanqing and the power behind her were so powerful.
Even, I feel like I have to weigh it up.
At least, judging from the current situation, treating Ling Wanqing no worse than treating Ling Fengzhu.
However, now there is a big problem that is very troublesome.
The blood feud between Ling Fengzhu and Ling Wanqing is impossible to resolve.
The people of both sides are now in their own small Ling country.
If a big war really breaks out, no matter whether he wins or loses, it will be extremely harmful to himself Ling Guo.
If one of them accidentally falls here, it may anger the upper realm.
When the time comes, they may not be able to trouble each other, but their own little Ling Kingdom will definitely not be protected!
Therefore, although it seems to be a fight between the two of them, the pressure is given to many emperors who are here.
"Old Piff, let Lao Tzu
out!" "If something goes wrong with Wanqing, you won't be better off this way
!" "I said it!" On
the other side, the imprisoned Ling Clan Ancestor was frantically bombarding the runes around him, and was frantically shouting and scolding, threatening, and wanting to come out quickly.
Because the movement over there was so great, he was shocked for a while.
So
, in his opinion, Ling Wanqing at this time is destined to be in a crisis, and someone must help her to have a chance of life.
Old Ancestor bombarded, both pairs of fists were beaten into a blur of flesh and blood, and drops of blood fell, but he didn't frown.
The ancestor screamed and scolded, and his whole throat was hoarse, but he could still use the secret method to transmit sound, and he couldn't stop at all.
At this moment, the Human Emperor with a worried face suddenly came here again, and with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the Human Emperor who had banned the ancestor.
The liberated ancestor was also stunned, and said suspiciously, "Your conscience has been discovered?"