In today's ancient continent, there are only a handful of powerful people in the Holy Emperor realm.
There are only three known to the world.
It is absolutely impossible for these three people to appear here.
At this moment, the Impermanence Sword Master could think of nothing.
Only the reborn ancestor of the dark lineage of the Ling Holy Clan.
Thousand Refining Demon Saint, Ling Mo!
This time Ling Mo returned from rebirth, the Impermanent Sword Master had not yet met him.
However, the Wuchang Sword Master, who is the Saint King of the Ling Clan, has also heard of Ling Mo.
We know that Ling Mo is a powerful man in the Holy Emperor realm more than five thousand years ago.
Although the Ling Saint Clan is divided into three lines, they are also one body.
The ancestor of the dark lineage is also the ancestor of the entire Ling family's holy clan.
"Now that Ling Wen's cultivation has been abolished, if he wants to get back the inherited holy sword, let Ling Wen leave with them!"
When the Impermanent Sword Master lost his mind, the voice sounded again in his sea of consciousness.
This also made the Impermanent Sword Master confirm that the person who transmitted the sound into the soul must be Ling Mo, the Thousand Refining Demon Saint.
How can others care about whether the Ling Saint Clan can retrieve the inherited holy sword?
"Let them go?"
The Impermanent Sword Master frowned slightly, and his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.
He had just expressed his attitude to the Sky-Slaying Sword Master, how could he immediately change his mind?
In terms of face, it’s impossible to get through it.
What's more, there are so many people from the Ming lineage nearby.
If he lets Ling Wen leave with Ling Tian, how will he explain it when he returns to Changzhou City?
In addition, he didn't quite understand Ling Mo's decision.
Could it be that by letting Ling Wen leave with Ling Tian, the Ling Saint Clan would be able to retrieve the inherited holy sword?
Seeing the uncertain expression on the face of the Impermanent Sword Master, the Sky-Slaying Sword Master felt confused for a moment.
Before he could figure out what was going on, a sudden wind blew up in the void.
A burst of black mist filled the air around the Divine Rune Battleship where Ling Tian and others were, shrouding Ling Tian and the others who were standing on top of the Divine Rune Battleship as well as the entire Divine Rune Battleship.
"this……"
The Sky Slayer Sword Master was startled when he saw this.
He could tell that someone had taken action.
Moreover, this person's strength is not inferior to him.
But he didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend.
"Give Ling Wuchang a step up, and I will take them away!"
At this time, a voice sounded in the sea of consciousness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Saint, and the voice was also transmitted into the soul.
The Sky-Slaying Sword Master immediately understood that he was the ancestor of the dark line of the Ling Saint Clan.
call!
Black mist enveloped the divine pattern battleship and swung to one side.
The Impermanent Sword Master was still struggling with whether he should stop him or not.
The Sky-Slaying Sword Master raised his arm at this moment, and his body exuded a terrifying killing aura.
"Ling Wuchang!"
A soft drink came out of the mouth of the Sky-Slaying Sword Master.
Following everyone, they saw his figure flickering towards the Impermanence Sword Master.
"Um?"
The Impermanent Sword Master's eyes flashed, and he understood immediately.
The Sky-Slaying Sword Master's attack on him at this time must have been under Ling Mo's instruction.
The purpose was to give him a step forward so that Ling Tian could take Ling Wen away.
Thinking that this was Ling Mo's intention, he was happy to go down this step.
The figure trembled and immediately met the Sky-Slaying Sword Master.
"Master..."
Ling Dong's expression changed slightly when he saw the Impermanent Sword Master being dragged down by the Sky-Slaying Sword Master.
At this time, he still didn't know the intentions of the Impermanent Sword Master, let alone the existence of Ling Mo.
"Stop them!"
After hesitating for a moment, Ling Dong gave an order.
All the powerful men of the Ming Dynasty around them held their swords and moved forward.
call out! call out! call out……
Streams of brilliant sword light shot out, piercing the black mist, but failed to stir up any waves.
The strange black mist seemed to have a devouring power, swallowing up everyone's offensive.
call!
In the black mist, the evil wind swept out.
The group of strong men blocking the way were swept to both sides by an irresistible force.
In the end, everyone could only watch as the divine battleship shrouded in black mist left.
"Ling Wuchang, let's fight another day!"
After confirming that Ling Tian and others were safe, the Sky-Slaying Sword Master stopped immediately.
After leaving a word, his figure turned into a stream of light and shuttled towards the sky.
The figure of the Impermanence Sword Master descended, and Ling Dong and others surrounded him.
"Master... let them go... what should we do?"
Ling Dong's face was dark, and he felt unhappy in every way.
He originally thought that the Impermanent Sword Master appeared and would be able to keep Ling Wen alive today.
But they never thought that Ling Tian and others would be helped by a holy king, and there were more than one.
"Go back to Changzhou City! I will figure out the rest!"
The Impermanence Sword Master said coldly, squinting his eyes slightly and staring at the direction in which the divine pattern battleship was leaving.
This time, he cooperated with Ling Mo to let Ling Wen leave, firstly to give Ling Mo face.
Second, it was also because he knew that he had no ability to keep Ling Wen.
If he insists on not letting him go, he will eventually be able to force Ling Mo to show up and cannot change anything else.
But just now, Ling Mo obviously didn't want to show up.
If he forces Ling Mo to show up, he will only offend the other party.
However, whether Ling Wen stays or not is, after all, a major matter related to the inheritance of the holy sword of the Ling family's holy clan.
There were some things that he had to ask Ling Mo about.
If Ling Mo doesn't give him a reasonable explanation.
Even if the opponent is the ancestor, he will not give up.
…
It's a hundred miles away from Thunder Punishment Valley.
There is a divine battleship hanging in the void.
Not far away, two figures stood in the sky.
"Ling Tian, I sent you here."
Ling Mo stood beside Ling Tian, looking at the divine battleship not far away, and said to Ling Tian calmly.
At this time, Ling Tian's face was gloomy and his mood seemed a little heavy.
After a moment of silence, he looked up at Ling Mo and asked Ling Mo in confusion, "Senior, since you are willing to help, why didn't you take action earlier?"
"Are you blaming me for sitting back and watching Ling Wuchang destroy Ling Wen's cultivation?"
Ling Mo glared at Ling Tian.
"Juniors don't dare."
Ling Tian lowered his head and said something.
Although I didn't blame Ling Mo in my heart, I still felt a little uncomfortable.
The Sky Slayer Sword Master didn't take action because he wanted to avoid suspicion, which he could understand.
But he couldn't understand Ling Mo. Since Ling Mo had such means, he could obviously stop all this.
This made him feel that Ling Mo deliberately let Ling Wuchang cripple Ling Wen's cultivation.
"It's just a trivial matter to have your cultivation level abolished. Isn't your lovely wife capable of refining holy elixirs?"
Ling Mo chuckled and said indifferently, "I remember that there is a holy pill called the Meridian Renewal Pill, which can easily help Ling Wen's cultivation reach its peak, even if his meridians have been blocked by the power of impermanence."
"Multi-renewing Pill?"
Ling Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Yao Yifei has the ability to refine holy elixirs.
But currently, she can only refine the Dao-Breaking Pill.
They researched the method of refining the Pulse-Continuing Pill and successfully made it.
I don’t know when it will be...
"As for the reason why I sit back and watch Ling Wuchang destroy Ling Wen's cultivation, it is actually very simple."
Ling Mo was afraid that Ling Tian had a grudge, so he said with great certainty, "Today, Ling Wen's cultivation is not broken, Ling Wuchang will never let Ling Wen leave easily."
"Why?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed and he raised his head in surprise.
"A person who has a grudge against the Ling Holy Clan and has the power to ban the law. No strong person from the Ling Holy Clan will let him go easily! Even if he doesn't kill him, he will definitely control him. In hand!"
Ling Mo sighed and explained slowly.
"Including you, senior?"
Ling Tian knew Ling Mo's intention and frowned slightly.
However, he did not deny what Ling Mo said.
In his previous life, Ling Wen had entered the Ling Holy Clan alone.
After that battle, the strength of the Ling Saint Clan was severely damaged...
