In an instant, all the cultivators in the Yin Yang Valley knelt down in fear.
Everyone had guessed it at once.
Not long ago, the terrifying aura of a Great Emperor and a white Titled Ancient God had appeared.
Rumor had it that it was the Dragon Soul!
This meant that Feng Wuchen's group was from the Dragon Soul!
The Dragon Soul controlled the entire First Heaven.
They dared to provoke the Dragon Soul's people.
They were courting death!
"You … you're from the Dragon … Dragon Soul!" Lin Hao was terrified, and the smell of urine came from his crotch.
Lin Hao was so scared that he peed his pants.
"What do you think?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
Liu Qingyang waved his hand in front of his nose and sneered. "What a strong smell of urine. Weren't you all high and mighty just now? Why are you so scared that you peed your pants? "
"My … my lord, please spare my life …" Lin Hao knelt down in fear and begged for mercy. He was so regretful that his intestines turned green.
No matter how strong the Black Shadow Immortal Palace was, it was impossible to fight against the Dragon Soul.
Who the f * ck could beat a Titled Ancient God?
"My lord, should we kill him?" White Tiger appeared and asked respectfully with cupped fists.
"My lord!" Lin Hao's body stiffened, and he was completely stunned.
The dozen Yin Yang Temple guards were so scared that they were in a vegetative state.
The cultivators present were also scared out of their wits.
The man in front of them was the Dragon Soul Lord!
A white Titled Ancient God was willing to submit to a late-stage Ancient King?
How terrifying was this man's background?
Feng Wuchen sneered. "It's too easy to kill him. Destroy his cultivation and let him be a cripple for the rest of his life."
"What? Don't … don't destroy me. My lord, I beg you. I know I was wrong. Don't destroy me. "Lin Hao was so shocked that he felt like he had fallen into the eighteenth level of hell.
Crippling his cultivation was even more painful than killing him.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
White Tiger struck out with a palm, destroying Lin Hao's Sea of Qi and meridians.
Lin Hao's eyes almost popped out.
"I … I'm destroyed …" Lin Hao was scared out of his wits and could not accept it. of course.
He clearly felt his strength disappear, and intense pain and regret welled up in his heart.
Being able to survive was already a blessing in disguise.
"Let's go." Feng Wuchen calmly spoke. The expert Ling Xiaoxiao's jade-like hand soared into the sky and left.
"Are you regretting it now? Unfortunately, it's too late. Go back and cry to your father. "Liu Qingyang lightly patted Lin Hao's face and sneered.
Several minutes after Feng Wuchen's group left, all the cultivators present were still in a state of panic.
Lin Hao was completely dumbstruck on the spot, like a walking corpse.
He had completely lost confidence in life.
.....
Yin Yang Palace.
Xiahou Ying was venting in her room.
As for Yin-Yang Sky, who was receiving Xia Houying, his expression was extremely gloomy. His eyes were about to spit fire.
"Reporting to Young Master, Mu Wan 'er didn't escape back to the Mu family. We've searched everywhere but couldn't find Mu Wan' er." A guard respectfully reported.
"A bunch of useless trash! You can't even keep an eye on a woman! "Yin-Yang Tian roared in a low voice," What are you waiting for? Continue to scram and search! If you don't find Mu Wan 'er, don't come back! "
In order to receive Xiahou Ying, Yin-Yang Tian had prepared three beauties. One of them was the Mu family's Mu Wan 'er, the most beautiful of the three.
However, Yin-Yang Tian didn't expect Mu Wan 'er to run away a few hours ago.
"Fortunately, I prepared two more. Mu Wan 'er, if you dare to run away, there's no need for the Mu family to exist!" Yin-Yang Tian narrowed his eyes, flashing with viciousness.
Looking back, Yin-Yang Tian sneered in his heart, "As long as I serve this trash Xiahou Ying well, everything will be under my control. The cultivation methods and spells of the Colored Glass Palace must be even more powerful. I still have to rely on this trash to increase my strength."
At this moment, a guard quickly ran over and reported respectfully, "Reporting to Young Master, something has happened. The guards that were sent out have all been injured. Chief Zhou has been killed."
"What?" Yin-Yang Tian's expression changed drastically.
"Do you know who it is?" Yin-Yang Tian asked in a deep voice, cold killing intent spreading out.
"I don't know. They refused to say anything," the guard replied respectfully.
"Refused to say?" Yin-Yang Tian was stunned. He couldn't wrap his head around it.
What did he mean by refused to say?
What was going on?
Were they scared out of their wits?
Did they not know that the Yin Yang Palace had already climbed up to the Colored Glass Palace?
The current Yin Yang Palace had a transcendent status. Who would they be afraid of?
"Bring this Young Master there! I want to see who dares to make an enemy of the Yin Yang Palace! "Yin-Yang Tian said gloomily. The Yin Yang Palace was already high and mighty. How could they be bullied?
In the Yin Yang Palace square, more than a dozen heavily injured guards knelt, their faces pale with fear. No one spoke.
No matter how the other guards asked, they wouldn't say anything.
After a while, Yin-Yang Tian rushed over angrily.
"What's going on? Who beat you up? "Who killed Chief Zhou?" Tell me! "Yin-Yang Tian asked angrily. His eyes were bloodshot. He was clearly in a state of rage.
The dozen or so guards still didn't speak, trembling in fear.
"The Yin Yang Palace now has the support of the Colored Glass Palace. Even the Mingyuan Pavilion isn't afraid. What are you afraid of? Tell me! "Yin-Yang Tian roared, looking like he was going to kill someone.
"Young Master, we don't know what happened either."
"That's right, Young Master. We didn't see anything. We don't know what happened."
The dozen or so guards didn't dare to speak the truth.
"There are many people in the Yin Yang Valley. They must know something. Send someone to the Yin Yang Valley to investigate. The Yin Yang Palace is no longer what it used to be. I want to see who has the guts to do this!" Yin-Yang Tian said in a deep voice.
"Yes! I'll head to the Yin Yang Valley immediately! "A guard leader said respectfully.
.....
Mystic Shadow Palace.
The news of Lin Hao being crippled shocked the entire Mystic Shadow Palace.
In the main hall, the Palace Master, elders, and upper echelons were extremely gloomy.
"Hao 'er, who crippled you? Father will avenge you! "Palace Master Lin Tianzhong gritted his teeth and said angrily. His old face was as ferocious as a tiger.
Lin Hao was his only son, the future Palace Master of the Mystic Shadow Palace.
Now that his cultivation had been crippled, how could Lin Tianzhong sit idly by?
"Hao 'er, what's going on? What happened? "A beautiful woman hurried into the main hall and asked anxiously.
"Madam, Hao 'er's cultivation has been crippled," Lin Tianzhong said gloomily.
"What?" Madam Lin's body stiffened as if she had been struck by lightning.
"Young Master, tell us quickly. Who is it? The Mystic Shadow Palace can't let him go! "The Great Elder urged.
"Father, Mother, Great Elder, don't ask anymore. Don't pursue this matter. It's all my fault. It's my fault," Lin Hao said hurriedly. He was panicking.
That was a White Titled Ancient God.
Revenge? Not letting him go?
He must be tired of living!
Lin Hao's reply stunned Lin Tianchong and the others.
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