Hearing what the Puppet King said, Xu Yang and the six Martial God-level elders of the Changyuntian Sect around him all burst into laughter.

"These are not important anymore. The reason you were able to survive is because Lord Xu Yang is strong enough.

If we were the ones to help you, you would probably be dead or disabled by now.

We can't save you, but we old friends should be able to help beat you into a waste."

The madman stood aside, laughing and mocking the Puppet King.

Privately speaking, Madman and Puppet King should be considered the closest partners.

Because the Puppet King also has the same hobbies as the Madman.

"Well, no matter what, everyone from Changyun Tianzong has now escaped, and the location we are in now should be close to the main hall of the imperial palace.

If we continue forward along this path, we will definitely encounter stronger enemy forces blocking our way.

From now on, if you don't want to participate in the subsequent battles, you can leave. After all, all members of Changyun Tianzong are now out of danger, so you don't need to join this dispute.

Lan Ling'er can also leave with you."

When Xu Yang finished speaking, the martial arts masters from Changying Tianzong in front of him all looked at each other.

Everyone's faces turned serious.

It’s not that these old guys are heartless, but they came here with a mission this time, and their only mission is to rescue Miss Lan Ling’er.

And when they came, the father of Lan Ling'er, the leader of Changyuntian Sect, personally instructed the seven elders.

Don't let them get involved in disputes outside of their own faction.

In the future, Xu Yang will face a team of suggestion disciples headed by a priest. The strength they possess is simply beyond the ability of the Changyun Tianzong lineage to contend with.

If they can win this battle, everything will be fine. After all, they have helped the imperial family avoid a crisis. But if they lose the battle, this unexpected disaster will inevitably affect Changyun Tianzong itself.

Faced with such a decision that determines the future fate of Changyun Tianzong, in fact, no one except the Great Elder can make a final decision on his own. No one dares to make a decision blindly at such a critical juncture, and they do not have such personal rights.

Just when everyone didn't know how to start, Lan Ling'er cheered for Xu Yang beside her, using her status as the eldest daughter and the next leader of the Changyun Tian Sect.

"What is there to hesitate about? Now you are not representing the Changyun Tianzong, but yourselves.

Everyone present here has been saved by Lord Xu Yang. Now Lord Xu Yang and his companions have not been rescued, and the battlefield in the palace has not ended here. Are you just going to abandon your saviors and leave alone?

I know what your concerns are. Changyun Tianzong did not let you participate in this dispute, but putting aside your insignificant identities, each of us has the responsibility and obligation to help Brother Xu Yang complete the subsequent battles.

Although I believe that Brother Xu Yang can achieve the ultimate goal with his own strength, one more pair of hands means one more opportunity.

It is obvious that the other party has been well prepared and has been waiting for a long time. They will come up with various ways to limit the performance of Brother Xu Yang's strength.

More importantly, once the frontal battle begins, the hostages in the hands of the other side will restrict Brother Xu Yang's actions and he will not be able to exert his strongest strength. In such a situation, we can become the key to determining the outcome of the war."

Xu Yang did not expect that at such a critical moment, Lan Ling'er's mind suddenly became so clear. She seemed to be far from the naive temperament she looked before, but more like a decision maker who could decide the future fate of an entire faction.

“Hehe, the eldest lady finally spoke. This way, no matter how big a commotion we make, there will always be someone to take the blame for us in the end.

Who said we were leaving? We never intended to abandon Lord Xu Yang and leave by ourselves. But as disciples of the Changyun Tianzong, we don't want to take the blame.

Now that you, Miss, have taken the initiative to take the blame, we old guys naturally have nothing to worry about, even if we end up dying on this battlefield.

The lord has no right to blame me, hahaha."

All the elders burst into laughter. Seeing their unrestrained and heroic expressions, Xu Yang was deeply moved.

I don't really expect them to do anything.

However, facing a powerful enemy, having these partners around who are willing to help him sincerely is a huge ancient martial art for Xu Yang on an inner level.

It also made Xu Yang feel that his previous approach of saving the Changyun Tianzong lineage was extremely correct.

Xu Yang was not being pretentious. The smile on his face was enough to prove his current mental activities.

“Thank you all for this decision.

I, Xu Yang, also promise you all that since you are willing to follow me, the only thing I can guarantee is that all of you can leave this imperial capital safely.

As long as I, Xu Yang, am here, no one can hurt you."

"Hahaha, where did you come from, little brat? How dare you speak so arrogantly in such an important place in the imperial palace? Where on earth do you get your confidence from?

Could it be that we old guys have been asleep for too long and can no longer keep up with the pace of the ancient martial arts and divine cultivation world? "

Just as Xu Yang finished his words, two extremely loud voices suddenly spread around the void. The sound was so loud that it shocked the martial god-level strongmen of Changyun Tianzong who were around him.

Soon, six figures appeared in the camera of the collapsed palace.

Completely different from the dark force disciples before, the six people in front of them are all genuine martial god-level powerhouses, and they are also true human warriors.

All six of them looked like men, and they were all old men with white hair.

It seems that he should be the supreme living fossil of the imperial palace.

When Xu Yang saw these six self-righteous old guys appear, an extremely strong murderous intent immediately emanated from his body.

A dark red light naturally appeared around Xu Yang's body. The power of this aura was so strong that it forced Lan Ling'er and the other Martial God-level elders around him to stay away.

Because they all discovered that within ten meters away from Xu Yang, no one could withstand the powerful murderous aura.

"Oh my god, what happened to Lord Xu Yang?

Could it be that he was also invaded by evil thoughts? "

The woman in red, who was also paying attention to Xu Yang at the time, spoke with a smile.

"Silly girl, that is not the so-called evil thought. Who here can invade the soul world of Lord Xu Yang? Even if they have the intention, they don't have the ability to do so. Xu Yang has the most powerful soul I have ever seen.

The red halo around him is pure murderous intent, condensed into a materialized form."