Tear!
The old man did not show any sympathy for the attack that was concentrated into a palm because the other party was a woman.
He and that woman are both strong in the Spiritual Emperor realm, if he retains some of his strength.
When the other party gets a chance, you will definitely be the one who suffers.
Therefore, this grasp contains nearly 70% of the power.
The remaining 30% is used to avoid special situations and make preparations.
Grab that one, grab it.
The next second, the old man's face showed an expression of astonishment, looking at the other person in disbelief.
"How can this be?"
Seeing this attack of his own, nearly 70% of the power of the attack caused ineffective damage to the opponent.
The old man couldn't believe it.
They are both strong men in the Spirit Emperor realm. Even if there is an age gap between them, there shouldn't be that much difference in terms of power.
Meng Jing, who was watching from the side, breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, he thought that the Yue Yin could not withstand the old man's attack, but it seemed that he still underestimated the Yue Yin's defensive power.
As a relatively hard ore on the road, even if it transforms into a human being, it should be a relatively solid one.
What's more, he had already dripped dragon blood into him.
With the blessing of dragon blood, the strength of the physical body will be improved a lot.
Yueyin slowly turned around and punched the old man.
This punch hit the old man's chest.
The blood that had been suppressed in his heart but not spit out was spit out directly this time.
After taking a puff, his whole body fell down on his back.
"boom!"
The old man's body had already fallen to the ground, and a big hole was made in the entire ground.
"You bastard!"
The old man who fell into the pit was covered in blood and had many injuries.
The most serious thing is that no one caught him when he landed.
The entire back spine was directly broken.
"Min'er, hurry up and inform the clan leader."
"A foreign enemy has invaded our Ning family!"
At this time, the old man slowly turned his attention to a beautiful girl on the booth.
And that beautiful girl was the girl who received Meng Jing.
The beautiful girl didn't listen to the old man's words, she quickly ran to him and knelt down.
"Lord Patriarch, please spare the tenth elder."
"Tenth Elder is a very good man!"
The beautiful girl knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and begged for mercy on behalf of the old man.
Although she didn't know why this new clan leader dealt so hard to the ten elders.
But to her, the tenth elder was very easy to talk to.
And people gradually began to kneel down behind them.
"Yes, please let the tenth elder go!"
The people behind him also began to plead for the tenth elder.
When the ten elders heard what the beautiful girl said, they were a little stunned.
"Min'er, what did you say?"
He didn't hear clearly what Ning'er said just now.
Na Min'er also had tears in her eyes, "Tenth Elder, he is our new clan leader!"
"New patriarch?"
When the ten elders heard this, they looked at Meng Jing and the woman in mid-air in disbelief.
As the tenth elder of the clan, he was placed in such a place.
But notices, big and small, from the clan will also be sent to him.
Why didn't he know when there was a new clan leader?
"Min'er, does he have a clan token?"
If this is really the new clan leader, he will still have a token in his hand.
Na Min'er nodded.
The old man found it even more difficult to accept it.
A young man who looked less than twenty years old and had a somewhat unfamiliar face.
He actually became the new patriarch of their Ning family?
If it is true, it would be a bit...
Before he finished speaking, there was a bang, as if something fell in front of him.
He reached out and touched it, and a token appeared in his palm.
"This...is this the patriarch's token?"
Looking at the token in his palm, the old man suddenly lost his composure.
This token is the token that only the patriarch of their clan can hold.
Actually let that young man get it.
If it is not allowed, then the token will basically become resistant.
So how many ancestral soul mark recognitions has this young man received?
Seeing that the young man had no intention of going back in a hurry, the old man continued to look at the token.
There is a mark on this token, which means the approval of an ancestor.
Like the head of their Ning family, oh no, to be precise, he is the former head of the Ning family.
Back then, there were only a dozen or so ways to gain the approval of our ancestors.
He couldn't remember the exact amount.
Anyway, the recognition he received from his ancestors was pitiful, with only one.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be assigned here to be responsible for the refining of new life.
Of course, there is a saying, it is really relaxing here.
Over the years, I have felt quite aloof from the world.
It is also true that I don't know why my realm strength has improved a lot.
Thinking about it, the old man simply didn't think about these troublesome things.
Then he started to count the lines on it carefully.
"One... three..."
As he counted more, the old man forgot that he was still injured.
But with each addition, the expression becomes a little more surprised.
Soon, he counted fifteen soul mark lines, and his whole body was shocked.
Is it true or not, a stranger on the other side has actually been recognized by the soul mark of fifteen ancestors?
You must know that there are a hundred of their ancestors, and being able to get 15% approval is already a high number.
But it seems that the soul mark is still there.
"Stop counting, there are a hundred in total!"
Seeing the old man below holding his token and counting it so carefully, Meng Jing was speechless for a while.
After the explanation, the old man was even more shocked.
"real or fake?"
This can be recognized by hundreds of ancestors in their clan. What on earth did this young man do to please the ancestors so much?
"What are you lying to?"
Meng Jing rolled his eyes and put the token into his space backpack with a wave of his hand.
The old man also showed a wry smile, sunk into the big hole in the ground, and clasped his fists towards Meng Jing.
"Clan leader, since you are a member of my Ning family."
"Why are you still attacking me?"
Even if I didn't do it myself, I wouldn't be able to cause such serious injuries to myself.
Meng Jing smiled, "It was indeed Yue Yin who was impulsive at first."
"However, I see that you haven't broken through to the realm of Little Spirit Master for many years, so I just want to help you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and threw a high-level spirit stone from his space backpack.
