Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 1051 The Response of the Three Parties

At this moment in Leiyun Mansion, in the secret place, there is a soul lamp, the soul lamp swayed for a moment, and then burst into pieces, a little bit of soul light dissipated in the void, and disappeared.

Seeing the condition of the soul lamp at this moment, a man who was close to middle age cried out loudly. "Father, the child will definitely avenge you in the future."

But for a moment of pain, he felt a deep sense of helplessness. Although he was named the eldest son of Leiyun Mansion, no one in Leiyun Mansion could compare his cultivation talent, but this kind of talent seemed to be incomparable in the vast continent. So insignificant, now he has just set foot in the sub-sage realm.

And as the father, Wu Sheng has already died tragically. What can he use to fight against the unknown enemy?Thinking about his younger brother who returned in embarrassment in the Holy Land of the Celestial Cang a few days ago and lost his cultivation base, at this moment he feels that there is no hope for the future and no way for revenge.

Just when he was desperate, he suddenly found something unusual in his dead eyes.It was a gray-white stone, which was brought back by his father in a certain forbidden place before his death. His father said before that this stone is extremely extraordinary and should not be touched easily. If it is touched lightly, it may cause disaster.

Even with the strength of the Martial Saint level, it can't be broken, but that's all. After his father brought it back, he has been lying in this small corner, and it has never been abnormal.

But just today, the gray stone suddenly moved violently, and the gray-white stone skin slowly faded because of this violent shaking, revealing a glare of light from there, which was so bright that it His sub-sage cultivator didn't even dare to look directly at him.

"Do you want to avenge your dead father?"

A bewitching voice came.

"I want to! Of course I want to! But I'm too weak, there's nothing I can do about it."

The eldest son of Leiyun Mansion suddenly became agitated, and then his voice became quieter again, he is just a little sub-sage, how can he beat you against that kind of martial saint!
"If you want to avenge your father, come and accept my will and my energy inheritance."

The voice continued to bewitch.

At this moment, the eldest son of Leiyun Mansion, how can he remember the evil spirit of this gray and white stone that his father once said, besides, it is just a stone, and he can speak, which highlights his extraordinaryness.

But at this moment, the eldest son of the Leiyun Mansion was completely blinded by hatred, and he didn't care about it at all. He just wanted to simply gain huge power so that he could take revenge.

After being acknowledged by the eldest son of Leiyun Mansion, the glaring light suddenly entered the body of the eldest son of Leiyun Mansion, and the mad eyes of the eldest son of Leiyun Mansion suddenly became clear, which were extremely sharper than that, and had Lightning shot out.

"Haha, this world, here we come."

A tone that was completely different from that of the eldest son of the Thunder Cloud Mansion came out of his mouth, and then roared and resonated all around, lingering for a long time.

Lingyun Valley is a huge force that has been covered by rune magic circles all year round, and the hermits practice. At this moment, the magic circle here is slowly disappearing, majestic buildings are displayed in front of the world, and monks with monstrous aura come out from here.

And in a palace in Lingyun Valley, a hundred flowers suddenly bloomed there, and then all withered in the next second. At this moment, it seems that the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter have been experienced here in an instant, which is really extremely mysterious.

A handsome figure looked at the soul lamp that exploded suddenly in front of him, whispering in his mouth, his expression extremely angry.

"Damn it, Lord Baihua, you were assassinated just after you walked out of Lingyun Valley. I swear that I will avenge you in this life."

In the next second, she disappeared suddenly, and then walked towards an altar in Lingyun Valley.

Standing here, he said slowly to a section of withered vine.

"Old Ancestor, the time has come. Our Lingyun Valley should bloom with peerless brilliance in this world. Before the great world comes, we should seize the opportunity, so that our Lingyun Valley can gain a firm foothold and survive in the future catastrophe."

And not long after his words fell, he also moved his hands, a hundred flowers bloomed here, full of vitality, and these rich vitality all rushed towards the withered vine.

It was like some kind of summoning ceremony, and the withered vine soon responded.

The withered appearance on the withered vine began to fall off quickly, with a green luster emerging, and soon the withered vine began to take root, sprout, and grow rapidly.

"Ten feet, one hundred feet, one thousand feet, until finally its lush branches seemed to cover the sky, covering all parts of Lingyun Valley. The leaves rustled, the breath of birth flowed, and a benevolent old man grew from the withered vines. Slowly walk out of the towering trees that came out.

There are many peaks of Wanjianzong, and each peak is like a sharp sword, straight into the sky, with an extremely sharp sword.

The place where Wan Jianzong is located is a blessed place with rich aura, and the cultivation here is many times faster than that in the outside world.On the surface, Wan Jianzong is a famous and upright family, and his actions are open and aboveboard, but inside an unknown small mountain of Wan Jianzong, there is an aura that is completely opposite to the righteousness on the surface of Wan Jianzong.

The sound of splashing like running water keeps ringing here, but this is not the sound of running water, but the sound of blood flowing. This makes people very surprised, how much blood can flow to make such a sound.

A pale monk sat in the pool of blood, and it took a long time for his skin to slowly turn rosy.

"That nigger's dead?"

He opened his eyes, a smear of blood red flashed across them, and then he spoke slowly.

"Yes, he was killed by Butian Pavilion."

Someone across from him replied respectfully.

"Butian Pavilion? Why haven't I heard of such a force?"

The man frowned and asked.

"A sect that was just established today."

"What! The sect that was just established today dares to oppose my Wanjian sect and even kill black ghosts. I really don't want to live anymore. I will send someone to find out his details. After I leave the customs in a few days, I will go and put down this arrogance myself. The Butian Pavilion."

The man said, someone broke in.

"Do you people of the Mo family really regard my place as your back garden? Come in if you want to come in, and go out if you want to go out?"

A sullen look flashed across the man's face, and he said angrily as he looked at the monk who broke in suddenly.

"Sovereign, calm down, no one in the world dares to do this in front of you. I'm here because of your physical problems."

As the man spoke, he glanced at the monk who had just talked to Sect Master Wanjian.

"Okay, you go down."

The man stepped back slowly, and the two talked quietly.

(End of this chapter)