"master!"
At the moment when Lin Duantian was questioning the Xuantian Sect's dead soul, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from the front.
Lin Duantian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He turned around stiffly and saw a pretty woman looking at him with a smile on the side of the ship.
Beside the woman, there were also dozens of figures standing.
They are male and female, fat and thin, tall and short, with completely different appearances.
But they all looked at Lin Duantian with excited expressions. They bowed to him from afar and said, "Master."
The loud sound was deafening.
"you……"
Lin Duantian's eyes widened in disbelief.
He rubbed his eyes fiercely, but the tears that poured out made his vision increasingly blurry.
"Smoking!"
Zhang Ruoli rushed out in one stride and flew towards the side of the ship like crazy.
Wang Ye, Sun Buwei and a group of senior disciples from Xuanji Peak also flew in from the sky, shouting wildly.
It wasn't until several of them gathered together with Han Yan and hugged each other that tears filled their eyes and they realized that all this was not an illusion.
"its not right."
After Wang Ye and several senior brothers hugged each other, they suddenly discovered something. He looked horrified and said, "Didn't you die in the battle and only your souls were left, sealed on the God Conferring Stage? But now, how can you have a body? And this body is so elastic?"
Zhang Ruoli hugged Hanyan tightly and refused to let go no matter what, and said: "Yes, it is indeed very flexible. What is going on?"
The crowd all looked at Shen Chenfeng.
Shen Chenfeng still looked indifferent and said calmly: "Although they are just souls, I have a magical power that can make them reborn like gods."
"Holy shit?"
"Isn't that right? To seize the body and be reborn?"
"So, all those disciples who died in the Underground Palace of Ghosts and Gods have been resurrected now?"
Countless elders looked horrified and couldn't help but make a noise.
The leader of Xuantian Sect even touched his palms and laughed, saying: "Okay, that's really good. Disciples of Xuantian Sect, Xuantian Sect welcomes you back. And Shen Chenfeng, thanks to you this time. On behalf of the entire Xuantian Sect, I , thank you for everything you have done for Xuantian Sect."
After saying that, Xuantian Sect Master bowed his hands to Shen Chenfeng with a look of great respect.
Countless elders were panicked, although they didn't understand why Xuantian Sect Leader with such status wanted to salute Shen Chenfeng. But Xuantian Sect Leader had already saluted, so they didn't dare to neglect.
He followed suit and saluted Shen Chenfeng.
Little did he know that in the heart of Xuantian Sect Master, he was already extremely excited.
Easily seize the underground palace of ghosts and gods, and use heaven-defying methods to resurrect those dead disciples.
That's it.
Do you still dare to say that you are not the reincarnation of a powerful person?
"Although these people are resurrected, don't be too happy too early."
Shen Chenfeng looked at the excited and shocked crowd, and suddenly sighed and said, "I have bad news to tell you."
"bad news?"
"What bad news?"
Seeing Shen Chenfeng's serious expression, the crowd's hearts skipped a beat.
Shen Chenfeng was silent for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something to say.
He looked at Xuantian Sect Master and said, "You must also know that Tiansheng Shen Sect suddenly attacked Zixia Sect and destroyed Zixia Sect, right?"
"Yes, we already know the news about the Tiansheng Shen Sect's destruction of the Zixia Sect. Just now, we were worried about your safety."
"I didn't expect that you guys are already back."
Xuantian Sect Master suddenly changed his face slightly and said, "Shen Chenfeng, was anyone in our Xuantian Sect injured in that battle?"
Shen Chenfeng didn't answer and turned to look at the crowd.
When his eyes fell on Leng Qingqiu, he paused slightly.
Leng Qingqiu's face changed wildly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she walked out of the crowd and said: "Shen Chenfeng, where is my brother?"
Shen Chenfeng opened his mouth and could not make any sound.
"Where's my brother?"
Leng Qingqiu suddenly raised his voice, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Chenfeng's sleeve, with a hint of crying in his voice, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, let me ask you, where is my brother? Why did my brother come back now and not see me when he left with you? Any sign of my brother?”
"Where did you take my brother?"
"Shen Chenfeng, you are talking, you are talking."
Leng Qingqiu vigorously shook Shen Chenfeng's sleeves and cried heartbrokenly.
Xuantian Sect Leader and more than a dozen elders fell silent for an instant, their faces filled with grief.
Leng Wuyan is the first true successor of Xuantian Sect.
Not only is he extremely talented, he is also easy-going and tolerant, and has the grace to do great things.
Thinking back to how Leng Wuyan had broken through the realm of refining gods in one fell swoop and was so impressive and so high-spirited, the faces of the crowd were filled with sadness.
No one thought that this talented young man would be buried in the battle of Zixia Sect before he could make a name for himself.
"Tian Sheng Shen Sect, damn it."
Xuantian Sect Master suddenly clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he shouted in a low voice: "From now on, our Xuantian Sect and your Tiansheng Shen Sect are incompatible with each other."
"right."
"Irreconcilable."
"We must teach Tiansheng Shenzong a lesson and avenge Senior Brother Leng."
Regardless of whether they were the elders or disciples of Xuantian Sect, all of them had red eyes and expressions of immense hatred on their faces.
at this time.
A weak voice said: "Little sister, sect master, I am not dead yet."
Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu paused slightly, then quickly turned around and looked along the sound.
On the other side of the ship, Leng Wuyan was looking at her with a smile and bright eyes.
"Brother."
Leng Qingqiu screamed and flew into Leng Wuyan's arms.
The elders and disciples, who had just been full of resentment, were completely stunned.
"Leng Wuyan, is he not dead?"
Lin Duantian was stunned for a long time, and then he came to his senses, looked at Shen Chenfeng suspiciously, and said: "Since Leng Wuyan is not dead, why did you keep silent and made us sad for so long in vain."
"yes."
"Shen Chenfeng, are you teasing us on purpose?"
"Just waiting for us to make a fool of ourselves?"
Countless elders glared at Shen Chenfeng fiercely, furious.
However.
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and said, "Actually, you are not wrong. Leng Wuyan is indeed dead."
"How is this possible? Isn't Leng Wuyan living well?"
Several elders concluded that Shen Chenfeng was teasing them, and their expressions were full of anger.
But at this time, Leng Wuyan also spoke and said: "Shen Chenfeng is right. I did die in the battle between Tiansheng Shen Sect and Zixia Sect. But later, I was reborn and lived again. come over."
"What?"
Leng Qingqiu was shocked and asked quickly: "Brother, since you have been reborn, haven't you already lost all your cultivation?"
"It's good to be alive, what else do you want to achieve?"
A tall figure walked out from the depths of the cabin.
He was wearing a thunderbolt robe, his eyebrows were like swords, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin and cold.
Especially those eyes, which seemed to contain endless thunder and thunderbolts, shining with divine light, spitting out a faint electric light.
