Lin Jinglong also made his move, using his powerful and invincible bloodline to suppress everything, including the disciples behind Immortal Netherworld Daoist. They were also suppressed, and in just an instant, their formation had already collapsed.
Everyone wore expressions of pain.
And their bodies gradually began to disintegrate.
The Immortal Daoist cried out in a pleading voice.
"Please, spare us! We, the Immortal Netherworld Temple, know we were wrong!"
"We will never dare to oppose the Elders again!"
"Please let us go!"
He also felt that his physical body was about to disintegrate.
But the power Lin Jinglong exerted continued to grow, showing no intention of letting them go; his killing intent was far too obvious.
It was at this moment that the fluctuations in Lin Jinglong's qi and blood attracted the attention of the Heavenly Cloud Immortal Master in the back mountain.
This third-tier True Monarch slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he was in a cave.
He was surprised when he sensed the fluctuation, but it quickly turned into a smile.
"So it's Lin Jinglong?"
"This guy is like a ghost that won't leave. Huang Lin and the others are said to be dead. Although they are all called low-level True Monarchs, they are indeed a bunch of useless trash."
Tianxiao was at a similar level to Huang Lin and the others, but in his mind, he was far superior to Huang Lin and his gang of useless people who had formed cliques and plotted in secret for a long time, only to have all their efforts, including those of the Immortal Invitation Hall, fail at the last hurdle.
Both their temperament and combat strength must be superior.
One important reason for having such thoughts is that before descending to the lower realm, he had already planned his next strategy, including seizing this dragon vein.
A broken crystal floated in front of him.
This object exudes an incomparably strong aura of the Heavenly Dao.
Therefore, Tianxiao's true plan was that he didn't care whether Lin Jingkong was alive or dead. After all, even if he killed Lin Jinglong with his own hands, he would still have to consider the whims of a top expert like Shenxiao Zhenjun if he wanted to obtain the prize.
What he had to do was seize every advantage he could get, including the broken crystal in front of him.
"This item is one of the fragments of the Heavenly Dao in the lower realm!"
"The reason why Lin Wudi held on for so long but ultimately chose to give up was not actually because he gave up voluntarily."
"Instead, the Heavenly Dao could no longer withstand that immense force; it was simply too greedy..."
Tianxiao muttered to himself.
He didn't intend to pin his hopes for self-improvement on pleasing others; he wanted to seize his own opportunities.
And this broken crystal before him was his destiny.
What he needs to do is to acquire more of these fragmented fragments of the Heavenly Dao, and ideally, obtain the complete Heavenly Dao of the Lower Realm. At that time, he would be more than a mid-level True Monarch.
Even a high-ranking True Monarch is within easy reach!
He might even have a chance to rival the Divine Firmament True Lord!
Upon sensing Lin Jinglong's arrival, Tianxiao slowly got up and headed out of the cave.
He also wanted to see just how powerful Lin Jinglong was, the one who had helped him eliminate Huang Lin and his group, thus reducing his competitors.
When he arrived, he saw that Xianming and the others were already in a defeated state and looked like they were about to die at Lin Jinglong's hands.
Tianxiao revealed a mysterious expression.
His figure appeared in front of Xianming and the others.
Isolated from the intense pressure released by Lin Jinglong, even Huangfu Kong, who was about to continue his attack, was blasted away by the pure immortal energy emanating from him.
"As the saying goes, we are all born of the same root, why are you so eager to kill each other? You are all ants in the lower realm, why do you have to kill each other like this? Lin Jinglong, your bloodlust is too much, this is not good."
"You know me?"
Lin Jinglong looked at Tianxiao and asked curiously.
He recognized the man; he must be the True Lord of the Upper Realm, Tianxiao Immortal Master, whom the Immortal Daoist had mentioned.
When Lin Jinglong asked him a question, Tianxiao just smiled.
"You've killed many True Monarchs from the Upper Realm, how could I not have heard of you? You're also the bloodline inheritor of Lin Wudi, who suppressed True Monarch Shenxiao. If I didn't recognize your name, how would I dare to appear here?"
Tianxiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking confident.
With only his last breath remaining and extremely weak, the Immortal Daoist suddenly realized why he had felt that Lin Jinglong looked somewhat familiar when he first saw him.
He is Lin Jinglong, Lin Jinglong is him!
However, Immortal Daoist hadn't realized it before.
He shifted all his attention to Huangfu Kong, thinking that Huangfu Kong was the strongest one present.
As a result, Lin Jinglong was overlooked, and the consequences were bloody.
His disciples are all dead now.
Including Chang Yi, all the other disciples who didn't even have a chance to fight were killed!
His eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled to his feet in anger.
"Immortal Master Tianxiao, this Lin Jinglong is extremely vicious. Not only does he show no respect to the True Immortals of the Upper Realm, but he is also full of murderous intent. A person like him must not be let go!"
"shut up!"
Tianxiao suddenly reprimanded him in a cold voice.
Immortal Daoist, who had just stood up, froze.
Tianxiao said coldly, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"
Upon hearing this, Immortal Daoist dared not speak again.
Tianxiao waved his hand and said with a sneer, "You piece of trash, get lost and watch from a distance. Don't come over and get in my way."
"yes!"
Immortal Daoist was filled with shame and could only go to a distant place.
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