As soon as the words fell, countless talented independent cultivators, and even the mighty ones from the immortal families, all showed expressions of astonishment.
Is this... a threat to the Zhong family?
To put it bluntly, Zhong Ling is only 25 years old, but he has already been ranked on the Earth Ranking. In the future, he will strive to enter the Heaven Ranking, be at the top of the younger generation, and even compete for the path to immortality.
Backed by an aristocratic family of immortality and possessing the background of a saint, he has astonishing methods and has not been destroyed even after experiencing the great catastrophe of ancient times.
What's more, the Lin and Zhou families have now formed an alliance.
With the three families joining forces, few families in the entire Lingyuan Realm, let alone the Chitian Dao Realm, would dare to confront them.
Even the Changsheng Xiao family had to retreat just now.
Countless people looked up at the source of the sound.
Above the sky, the void was torn apart, revealing a pitch-black crack. A flying boat over ten feet in size stood horizontally, with a faint black restriction floating beside it, exuding a terrifying pressure.
There was only a young man in white clothes, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his hands behind his back, and the blood surging in his body was like a sun, extremely hot.
Zhong Ling heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this, as he had thought that the Xiao family had managed to gain a foothold in an ancient sect in the Central Divine Realm.
It was obvious that he had never seen this person before. He looked to be in his early teens and had an extraordinary temperament, but... he was acquainted with all the monsters in the Central Divine Realm.
After all... as a genius, one also needs to judge the situation and decide who can be provoked and who cannot.
You still have to keep this in mind.
As for other forces, he hadn't heard of the Xiao family recently making friends with any forces in the Dao Realm, so he let down his guard.
His eyes were like torches, and he spoke calmly, "Who the hell are you, you little bastard? You want me to commit suicide. Who the hell do you think you are?"
Ye Changqing waved his hand, and Long Yuan drove the flying boat downwards, turning it into a stream of light, breaking the restriction and forming a large formation, intending to directly smash the opponent into pieces.
"How dare you! This is the Red Sky Dao Territory, it's not your turn to act wildly!"
The head of the Zhong family snorted coldly, and suddenly threw the sharp spear in his hand, tearing through the sky and sinking the opponent directly.
Seeing this, Xiao Xu felt uneasy in his heart. It was obvious that this was the Qingyang Divine Son, but... the situation was different now. The Qingtian Dao Realm was blocked, and it was difficult to have a saint to accompany and protect the Dao.
If this triggers a war, these old guys will probably use this as an excuse to take direct action when they know that the Xiao family and the Qingyang Sect are in alliance.
"Get ready to protect the Evergreen Godson."
He sent a message to the many elders behind him.
The powerful men of the Xiao family were slightly stunned. Is this the Son of Evergreen God?
After all, among the top leaders of the Xiao family, only those who are at the peak of Hedao know about the secret alliance.
Fairy Lingwan is the other party's mother?
This shocking news left them a little stunned.
But... they also knew about the marriage between Xiao Yao and a genius of the Su family, but they didn't expect it to be Ye Changqing. They all took out their own natal Taoist weapons and attacked with force.
At this moment, a terrifying explosion suddenly sounded.
Between heaven and earth, waves of air rose up, and a sea of fire burst out in an instant, engulfing an area of several miles.
"boom!"
The Zhong family head's natal Taoist weapon shattered between heaven and earth. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned extremely pale.
His pupils shrank suddenly: "Saint..."
"He still has mastered the way of the gun..."
The gust of air dissipated, but the flying boat remained intact, with only the tattered fragment of the silver-white evergreen pole floating in the air.
A hazy figure slowly stepped out, with aura surrounding him. Holding a dragon-patterned spear in his hand, he looked like a god, with an indifferent look in his eyes, looking down on countless creatures.
"You dare to disgrace yourself by showing off your spear skills, even though you haven't even reached the level of a Saint?"
"Sir, not only does the Zhong family refuse to surrender, they even dare to attack you. Please have your subordinates take action and kill this old dog first!"
"My original intention in coming here today was to kill as many people as I could. I'll just kill one Tribulation Saint."
Ye Changqing nodded indifferently, with a cold glint in his eyes.
Regardless of whether Xiao Yao herself has an engagement, but... to put it bluntly, the Xiao family is now under the protection of the Su family.
Many powerful people were horrified when they heard this.
Just... a Tribulation Saint?
What force is this?
Why are you so arrogant?
The key point is... does the other party really have this ability?
The emanating pressure from the saint made many veteran masters who had integrated the Dao and even united the Dao feel as if they were carrying a mountain behind them, and they were a little breathless.
"Long Yuan has received the order!"
Seeing this, Long Yuan took a step forward, and the void shattered, evolving into many fragments, and a dark light shone in all directions.
The right hand turned, and the tip of the gun was like a dragon, dull and heavy.
The sharp intention is like a raging wave, rushing forward to kill.
The head of the Zhong family once again used a Taoist weapon to resist, but it shattered in an instant.
The tiger's mouth felt numb, and the bones of the arm were broken and turned into powder.
The figure retreated hundreds of meters in the air before stabilizing itself.
"How is this possible!"
He was horrified... Holy Soldiers!?
Whose young master is this? Any one of his subordinates has such strength.
Even the young heroes of the Shinto League cannot be deployed at will.
His lips trembled and a hoarse voice sounded, almost begging for mercy.
"Senior, please show some mercy. My ancestor is Zhong Chen, who has reached the pinnacle of sainthood and was renowned in ancient times. You two should be acquainted with him..."
But before he could finish his words, the sharp silver-white spear intent pierced through his head, and red and white objects scattered into the sky.
It fell backwards and hit the ground, creating countless cracks and raising a cloud of dust.
"How is this possible? The Zhong family's Patriarch has reached the level of Tribulation Saint and wields peak Dao weapons, yet he was defeated in a single blow? Moreover, he is the grandson of the Zhong family's Saint and possesses numerous skills and abilities, yet he died tragically!"
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