A disciple looked at the visitor and shouted sternly.
"Please inform me that someone is visiting the ancestor of the Jing family."
The masked man's voice was low and hoarse, and he looked at the two gatekeepers from a distance with his hands behind his back. His tone was calm and indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.
"Tsk, who do you think you are? I also met my ancestor. My ancestor has been in seclusion all year round. Not only you, but also the heads of other big families are not qualified."
One of the disciples sneered, showing disdain.
"You only need to report it, and there is no need to worry about anything else."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Get out of here!"
The disciple looked impatient when he heard this.
The masked man stood there calmly for a long time, only listening to what he said
"I haven't been interested in world affairs for a long time, and I never thought that the world has reached such a stage. The old are disrespectful, the young are ignorant of etiquette, and the moral integrity is often broken, and there is no luster."
While he was speaking, a strong wind blew by, and his body had already passed two disciples. The two disciples felt a huge force pressing on them. In an instant, they fell to the ground, and the terrible pressure made it difficult for them to get up. The masked man walked past them indifferently with his hands behind his back, without even looking at them.
Walking through the valley, there is a long staircase leading directly to the top of the mountain. There are prohibitions and monks at intervals on the stairs, and they guard this place.
After seeing the masked man step in, everyone was immediately on tenterhooks.
"You dare to break into my Jing family, you really don't know how to live or die!"
A real person shouted, flying swords to kill them, but before they could get close, they were crushed to the ground by a terrible pressure, creating deep pits, unable to move, and all kinds of weapons were broken and damaged.
"Practice martial arts to protect the Tao. If you ask questions, please wash your mind first. You are only qualified to look after the home and the courtyard."
The masked man spoke calmly, and walked calmly on the stairs with his hands behind his back. His voice echoed in the mountains. His steps were still unhurried, but there were hundreds of steps between his steps, like a ghost.
All the restrictions along the way were in vain, crushed and shattered by the invisible aura around them, or passed through directly.
The movement here finally caught the attention of the Yuanying monks of the Jing family.
"Who dares to act so arrogant in my Jing family!"
A majestic sound came from the top of the mountain.
The masked man looked up and finally raised his hand to grab it. As a result, a figure suddenly appeared in the space and was grabbed by the throat. There was an incredible look of astonishment on the latter's face.
"You should know the etiquette when talking to others. As the True Monarch of Yuanying, you have been in a high position for a long time. You only know the order of hierarchy. I don't blame you, but you must also know that sometimes, you are the humble one, and others are the one who is humble. Your Majesty! Therefore, today, as your Majesty, I will cripple your cultivation and give you a slight punishment! You should remember it!"
The masked man exerts his strength on his wrist,
"Click"
Suddenly, in the horrified eyes of the Jing Family True Lord, his Nascent Soul was annihilated by a terrifying force. The pitiful True Lord was reduced to a useless person in an instant.
"No! My cultivation! Who are you? I am the elder of the Jing family, and you treat me like this..."
"It seems that you are still stubborn, so I have no choice but to send you to death!"
The masked man pinched again, and there was another burst of divine soul power. Jingjia Zhenjun only felt a cold and huge divine soul force sweeping across his sea of consciousness, and then his vision went black. His divine soul was crushed by life and death, and he could no longer die. died.
"stop!"
Three figures appeared out of thin air. They appeared just in time to stop the masked man from killing him. Unfortunately, he never expected the latter to be so decisive! He also said it was a step too late.
"Some of you are worshipers of the Jing family. It's not easy to cultivate to the Nascent Soul. I'm just here to see the ancestor of the Jing family today. I don't want anyone else to step back."
The masked man was still standing there with his hands behind his back, and in front of him was the dead elder Jing Jia.
At this time, more and more people were gathering here. If Li Yundong were here, he would find that Jing Jiaojiao was also watching from a distance.
Jing Jiaojiao couldn't hide the look of anger on her face. Someone was causing trouble in the Jing family. She really didn't know how high the sky was. Even if an elder died, she was not afraid, because in her heart, the ancestor of the Jing family was the sky. Like Zhenhai Stone, no one can shake the Jing family. Although the person in front of him is strong, his outcome is already doomed!
"This fellow Taoist takes money to do things, and since it is for worship, I naturally have to take care of you!"
"You can't control it, and you can't control it!"
The masked man spoke indifferently, unable to hide his absolute confidence.
"It's useless to talk more! This place is small, I'll wait for a duel in the sky!"
A red-haired man picked up a sledgehammer and rose into the air. The terrifying power of Lord Nascent Soul made the surrounding mountains and forests invincible, and the space fluctuated violently.
The other two true kings looked at each other and went to Gaotian.
The masked man remained silent, and for a moment his figure disappeared strangely.
Everyone looked at the sky in confusion. At this moment, there was a loud thunder-like sound in the sky. The clouds were blasted away by the terrifying aura and spiritual power. For a time, no clouds were visible within a thousand miles!
However, this terrible movement quickly subsided, and the people watching the battle below looked at each other, not knowing what happened.
"How brave. Even though you are a heavenly king, if you cause trouble in my Jing family's territory, I'm afraid your life will be too long!"
An old voice roared in the mountains and fields.
However, almost at the same time, a huge hand seal fell from the sky, covering almost half of the mountain range! The handprints, face fingerprints are all clearly identifiable! If you look carefully, you can vaguely see three blood-stained figures "attached" to the handprints, with their breath erratic and ready to die at any time. They are so small that they cannot be seen at all on the handprints.
The suffocating spiritual pressure covered it, the mountaintop collapsed, and the monks who failed to do anything instantly collapsed into blood mist!
"Fellow Daoist Jing, do you need my help?"
Another woman's voice echoed, causing rocks to roll.
"Fellow Taoist Palace, please wait a moment. I haven't encountered such a arrogant person in many years!"
The space fluctuated, and a thin man appeared. He looked up at the terrifying palm print, sneered, and grabbed it with one hand. The space below shook, and a long sword was in hand. This old man was none other than the ancestor of the Jing family, an ancestor of the Jing family. A genuine Heavenly Lord, but even so, he also knew that he was facing a Heavenly Lord of unknown origin this time, so he did not dare to rely on him, and came up with his most powerful killing move.
The old woman whom he had previously called "Gong Taoist Friend" was from a large aristocratic family that was married to the Jing family, and was also a Tianjun family. The old woman was the ancestor of the Gong family, who was in the early stages of cultivation and was also a Tianjun.
Therefore, the ancestor of the Jing family is very confident. Even if the opponent is Tianjun, he is not afraid at all. He is fighting at home and has the old woman surnamed Gong to take care of it. Now he is only angry. The Jing family has been in trouble. The elders have been killed and seriously injured one after another. It can be said that he is very energetic. Hurt, if this person is not suppressed, the prestige of the Jing family will definitely be greatly reduced in the future, and the hostile forces will be secretly ready to take action. Thinking of this, the eyes of the ancestor of the Jing family are full of murderous intent.
The masked man stood in the void, holding one hand behind his back and pressing down with the other. His face was hidden under the mask, making it impossible to see through his expression.
His eyes swept across the angry Jing Jiaojiao and the resentful Jing family ancestor.
"After all, there's no going back."
The masked man seems to be sighing...
The ancestor of the Jing family sacrificed a sword. The sword was extremely simple and engraved with mysterious cloud patterns. There was only a soft cry.
A purple sword energy burst into the sky. Unfortunately, although the sword energy had already made Zhenjun awe, it still stopped abruptly in front of the pressing palm print!
The sword energy was sprinting desperately, but the palm prints landed calmly and calmly.
Half of the sky was dyed purple, but it still couldn't penetrate that palm print!
The terrifying spiritual power and sword energy flattened nearly half of the main mountain range!
This is Tianjun. A Tianjun-level battle is like a celestial phenomenon in the eyes of low-level monks. If the Jing family's mountain-protecting formation had not been activated in time, more than half of the Jing family monks would have been killed or injured in this collision.
"What?"
The ancestor of the Jing family had an incredulous look on his face.
This sight did not surprise the masked man, he still pressed down with one hand.
"The "Ming Ling Sword Technique" written by the Ming Ling Sect three thousand years ago, and the Ming Ling Sword, huh, a tiger cannot be compared to a dog! The sword technique is good, and the sword is also good, but it is a pity that humans are not good at it!"
"Huh? Do you know Ming Ling Sect?"
A flash of shock flashed in the Jing family ancestor's eyes.
"This sect died overnight. Time can obliterate many truths, but unfortunately it cannot obliterate everything."
The masked man sneered.
"Were you also involved in what happened that year?"
The murderous intent in the eyes of the ancestor of the Jing family is getting more and more intense. This matter is extremely obscure. The main reason why the Jing family can rise is because of the many benefits he gained in the battle to destroy the Ming Ling Sect, especially the martial arts!
The fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better!
"Hahahahaha!"
The masked man couldn't help but laugh.
"why are you laughing?"
"Do you think everyone is the same as you? It's understandable for monks to seek opportunities, but they need to follow the way of heaven and follow the way of humanity. How can you be worthy of being compared with me if you are a cunning and predatory person?"
The masked man sneered and pressed his hand harder again!
The sword energy in the sky finally couldn't hold up and began to disappear one after another. Even the thickest sword light began to crack open!
"Why are you targeting my Jing family?"
"If you want to blame, it's your Jing family who hit the knife edge and offended a force that shouldn't be offended! Besides, I've given you enough opportunities."
The masked man sneered. He didn't come to cause trouble with the Jing family without purpose. The Jing family was domineering and perverse in the boundless sea, and he had been offended several times. This was the reason, but it was not the main reason. He did not like the Jing family, but he had Deeper purpose.
"It's a joke. In Qingzhou, apart from the Shangzong Tianling Sect, is there any other force that my Jing family cannot offend?"
The ancestor of the Jing family was so angry that he laughed instead.
"The structure is bigger, who says it must be from Qingzhou?"
The masked man joked.
"What? It's not Qingzhou, is it the imperial capital? Or Mount Taisui?"
"Is it important?"
"Your Excellency, you underestimate the heritage of our aristocratic family! Our Gong family and the Jing family are of the same spirit!"
An old woman suddenly appeared. She took out a hairpin from her hair and threw it forward. The hairpin swelled up in the storm and instantly became hundreds of feet in size, heading towards the palm print.
"Fellow Taoist Palace, be careful. This person is by no means an ordinary Heavenly King. He may be a mid-stage being. You and I are both in the early stage of Heavenly Throne, so don't be careless."
The ancestor of the Jing family reminded solemnly.
