Chapter 46: Can you shut the fuck up?

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There was silence.

Everyone looked closely at Sun Wu in mid-air.

When Holy Lord Lingshuang saw the "shocked" expressions of the dragon clan members, he confirmed his guess.

It must be!

It is said that half a year ago, a small group of demons invaded Cangzhou. The six dynasties of Cangzhou at that time joined forces to defeat the demons. However, in the end, Qin Jie, the king of Daxia, was besieged and fell by the kings of Cangming and Augu.

Since then, Daxia has seemed to have changed. Its strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and all kinds of strong men have emerged one after another.

And dare to directly challenge the Tianjian Dynasty and Dawu Dynasty!

One month ago, more than 30 strong men from the four major forces besieged Daxia, but they were all destroyed!

Even the Scarlet Yao Sword Immortal came forward, but to no avail and retreated early!

If it weren't for the Dragon Clan, how could Daxia have such strength?

And with the character of the dragon clan, it is impossible for them to submit to humans, let alone such a remote and weak dynasty!

Therefore, the Dragon Clan must want to invade Middle-earth, but they don’t want to be discovered by the major forces in Middle-earth so quickly. After all, although the Dragon Clan is strong, if the major forces in Middle-earth join forces, the Dragon Clan may not be their opponent!

It just so happened that Daxia was closer to the East China Sea and easier to control, so the Dragon Clan developed by controlling Daxia.

The Dragon Clan is hiding behind it and only sends some strong men to help secretly!

That must be it!

Otherwise, how to explain the rapid rise of Daxia?

How to explain that Daxia was promoted to the dynasty in less than a year? !

Looking at the dozens of figures in the sky, Holy Lord Lingshuang's thoughts gradually changed...

At this time, seeing Lord Lingshuang's expression that he thought he had control of everything, Sun Wu and others fell silent.

"Everyone...fellow Taoists of the Dragon Clan!"

At this time, Holy Lord Lingshuang looked solemn and raised his hands towards Sun Wu and others. He said seriously: "I, Qinglin Dojo, didn't know that the Great Xia Dynasty was controlled by the Dragon Clan, so Lord Waning Moon and others would accidentally provoke the nobles? This matter Pindao apologizes to everyone on behalf of Qinglin Dojo, and since Zangyue and others are dead, how about we just put an end to the grudges between Qinglin Dojo and the nobles?"

Since the Dragon Clan has been controlled by Daxia, why do the Dragon Clan come here? The purpose is self-evident!

It must be because of the grudge between Zang Yue and Da Xia!

Now that Cangyue and others are dead? Then there is no need to provoke the Dragon Clan because of this matter!

If you can turn big things into small things, small things can be turned into small things? That would be the best!

Of course, the most important thing is that Qinglin Dojo really cannot afford to offend the Dragon Clan!

The three of them made him, the master of eight tribulations, unable to see the existence of depth!

What can Qinglin Dojo do to resist? !

After thinking about it, Holy Lord Lingshuang said again: "As for the nobles who want to take over the Middle-earth China? Our Qinglin Dojo supports it with both hands. Please rest assured? What happened today? Our Qinglin Dojo will never reveal a word to the outside world. , will never reveal the relationship between the nobles and Daxia!"

Everyone from the Dragon Clan: "..."

"Are you mentally retarded?"

Long Yi finally couldn't help but speak.

"???" Holy Lord Lingshuang frowned.

The corner of Long Yi's mouth twitched, he shook his head and sighed: "I really can't figure it out. With your IQ, how can you lead Qinglin Dojo! No wonder the people under your sect will mess with my government regardless of life or death!"

Lord Lingshuang's face darkened slightly. "As the helmsman of Qinglin Dojo, Pindao has apologized for what happened to my Holy Land? Although the nobles are powerful, is it too much to humiliate my Holy Land like this?"

"Insulting you?"

Long Yi shook his head and was about to speak. At this moment, Sun Wu suddenly said: "Do it!"

Do it!

The expressions of everyone in Qinglin changed.

Long Yi looked solemn and nodded: "Yes!"

After saying that, he slowly turned around and looked at the people in Qinglin below, and a terrifying aura began to slowly rise from his body.

At the same time, Long Zhantian and others also stepped forward, with terrifying dragon power radiating out, and murderous intent slowly appearing in their eyes!

Seeing this scene, Lord Lingshuang's face turned extremely ugly. He stared at Sun Wu, "Do you really want to kill everyone? Will you fight with me, Qing Lin, to the death?!"

Sun Wu glanced at him indifferently and remained silent.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

In vain, a majestic and cold voice sounded.

The next moment, golden light flashed, and a terrifying aura hit Holy Lord Lingshuang!

Holy Lord Lingshuang's face suddenly changed, and before he had time to think, his true energy exploded, and he quickly waved his palm to counterattack!

"boom!!!"

A terrible roar resounded.

The next moment, Holy Lord Lingshuang was directly knocked away, his body exploded, and he slammed into the main hall behind the square!

The scene fell into dead silence for an instant!

Everyone in Qinglin Dojo looked horrified and stared blankly at the man in gold robe who appeared in the square with a cold face, Long Zhantian!

Just one blow!

Holy Lord Lingshuang, who has reached the pinnacle of the Eight Tribulations, can't even take a single move!

Is this the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal? !

Facing everyone's gaze, Long Zhantian's expression was indifferent. In his heart, no matter how much Holy Lord Lingshuang said, he was still a Holy Land Lord, yet he could be so mentally retarded!

He simply couldn't bear it!

Is it because the Dragon Clan has not gone to sea for a long time and does not understand China anymore?

Or are today's monks so brainless?

Has the Dragon Clan taken control of Daxia?

What an idiot would think of such a thing!

The Dragon Clan is going to invade Middle-earth, why not do it directly?

Does it have to be developed through a dynasty?

Is this looking down on the Dragon Clan or looking down on Daxia? !

This mentally retarded man is looking for death. Can he not bring the Dragon Clan with him?

If he were allowed to continue talking, Lord Taiwei would think that the Dragon Clan really had this intention, and he would not be able to explain it clearly with a hundred mouths!

"boom!!!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the hall, and a figure shot out of it, it was Holy Lord Lingshuang!

He stood in mid-air, staring at Long Zhantian in the field, his face turning blue and white.

Not only did he not expect Long Zhantian to take action so decisively, but he was also shocked and angry at Long Zhantian's strength!

Although it was only a short round of confrontation, he could already feel that he was definitely no match for the latter!

Just one Long Zhantian was so terrifying, not to mention that there was an unknown dragon elder and the mysterious man in green beside him.

How to fight this battle? !

Holy Lord Lingshuang gritted his teeth, looked at Sun Wu in the air, suppressed his anger and murderous intention, and said: "Your Excellency, our Qinglin Dojo is willing to compensate for this matter, and I can swear that I will never disclose to the outside the information about the nobles' control of the country. Any news about Xia, if..."

"Shut up!"

Before Holy Lord Lingshuang finished speaking, a terrifying golden light shot out again. Holy Lord Lingshuang's expression changed, "You..."

"boom!!!"

The void trembled, and Holy Lord Lingshuang was knocked to the ground again, causing countless bricks and earth to fly.

"Old Holy Lord!!"

"Array!!"

This time, countless Qinglin disciples in the field finally came to their senses, and their expressions suddenly changed.

An elder had an ugly face. With an order, countless elders and disciples in the field immediately started to move. In the blink of an eye, they formed a wonderful formation. Strong auras connected countless weaker auras together, decreasing in sequence. The layers are clear and turned into a cyan light shield that exudes a mysterious atmosphere, covering the entire Qinglin Dojo.

"Ten Thousand Immortals Blue Light Formation!"

In mid-air, Long Zhantian's eyes narrowed slightly and he murmured in a low voice.

Qinglin Taoist Temple has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, so it is naturally impossible to have no foundation.

This "Ten Thousand Immortals Qingguang Formation" is one of them. It can be attacked and defended. It was created by Qinglin's ancestor Qinglinzi. It is also one of the most famous formations in the entire continent of China. Although the Dragon Clan lives deep in the In the East China Sea, I also heard about it.

Of course, the "ten thousand immortals" here is an exaggeration, referring to ten thousand loose immortals.

However, during the peak period of this formation, there were not even ten thousand people hosting it.

However, according to Qing Linzi's prediction, this Ten Thousand Immortal Green Light Formation, led by ten thousand strong men who have survived the Immortal Tribulation, is unpredictable and can kill real immortal gods!

But if any force can recruit 10,000 loose immortals, what formations are needed?

The entire Chinese mainland can be swept directly!

Therefore, in Long Zhantian's view, Qing Linzi, who founded the Ten Thousand Immortals Blue Light Formation, is an idiot!

No wonder the descendants of Qinglin Dojo are so brainless!

A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Long Zhantian's mouth.

"Ahem..."

At this time, there was a slight cough on the ground, and Holy Lord Lingshuang walked out of it with a pale face.

His breath was a little disordered, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. He stared at Long Zhantian with a burning gaze, mixed with rage and murderous intent.

"Don't bully others too much! Even the poor Taoist is willing to compensate and ignores your dragon clan's control of Daxia. You..."

The corner of Long Zhantian's mouth twitched, "Can you shut the fuck up!"

As he spoke, the violent aura from his body disappeared in a flash!

Lord Lingshuang's pupils shrank and he subconsciously took a step back. When he saw the green light floating around, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately after, a touch of shame and anger appeared in his eyes!

"Uh-huh!"

At this moment, a figure came galloping from somewhere outside the temple. It was an elder who had quietly left under the signal of Lord Lingshuang.

The elder held a small black wooden box in his hand.

When he saw the situation in the field, he was stunned for a moment, then walked to Holy Lord Lingshuang and handed the wooden box in his hand to Holy Lord Lingshuang, "Old Holy Lord..."

When Holy Lord Lingshuang saw this elder coming back, his eyes relaxed again and he quickly took the wooden box.

Seeing the dark wooden box, many of the elders of the Qinglin Dojo around them also relaxed, with awe and joy in their eyes.

Ignoring the confused elders, Holy Lord Lingshuang slowly turned around and stared at Long Zhantian in mid-air, "If the Dragon Clan retreats now, I, Qinglin, can forget about it. Otherwise, don't force me to fight you to the death!"

Looking at Holy Lord Lingshuang who suddenly felt much more confident, Long Zhantian glanced at the wooden box in the latter's hand, with a flash of doubt in his eyes.

However, he didn't pay too much attention.

Can a small Qinglin Dojo change the world?

Long Zhantian pointed at the wooden box in Holy Lord Lingshuang's hand, looked at Holy Lord Lingshuang, and said: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, come on, open it!"

Holy Lord Lingshuang looked ugly, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! You forced me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly opened the wooden box in his hand, and a green light suddenly emitted from the wooden box!

When he sensed the aura emanating from the wooden box, Long Zhantian's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly felt palpitations in his heart.

In mid-air, the great elder Long Yi also narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"There is still such a thing in Qinglin Dojo..."





Ps: Make up yesterday’s guarantee of two. Starting today, I will be typing during the day, so I changed the update time: the guaranteed updates for both chapters will be between 4 p.m. Additional and updated chapters will be posted as soon as they are coded.