Primordial Crazy Thunder

Chapter 362

Chapter 360 Two

"kill!"

A violent roar seemed to fall from the sky, and seemed to come from the netherworld, carrying endless evil and destructive power!

Boom!
Following this terrifying roar, the chaotic mist slowly opened as if it had turned into two huge heavenly gates.

"Za, Zha, Zha—"

That day the door opened on both sides with a heavy clang.

Ling Shan looked back, and Wang Mo appeared in sight with five young disciples. Those disciples had different auras, including golden pills, inscription patterns, and even Tongxuan.

However, these five people all revealed an aura of tenacity!

Ling Shan beckoned lightly and asked Wang Mo to bring those people over.

At this time, Master Chi Yan and others had already led the disciples under the sect towards Tiantian gate.

In this short period of time, Taishi Xianzong summoned nearly [-] disciples. These disciples also have different realms, divided into three realms: Tongxuan, Jindan, and Mingwen.

They are all led by those with high realms and those with low realms. It is estimated that they are applying for places from the Zongmen.

Regarding these, Ling Shan did not stop them.

It's just that he didn't let Xuan Ye come. She is only in the late stage of Zhenhai, and she doesn't even have the ability to protect herself.

Ling Shan is not that concerned about the life and death of other people.

Anyway, these people are also trying their best to enter the ancient land and go in to seize some opportunities.However, when the time comes, it will really be a matter of life and death.

"Ling Shan?"

Seeing that Ling Shan didn't move, Master Chi Yan couldn't help asking.

"Uncle Chi Yan, you go first, we will arrive later." Ling Shan waved his hand from a distance and said.

Master Chi Yan didn't hesitate, and said: "Then you must hurry up, or you will be separated!"

After finishing speaking, he led hundreds of disciples and charged into the Heavenly Gate!
Above the head, overwhelming people, either with swords, or riding strange beasts, or driving chariots, frantically marched towards the gate of heaven.

That scene, like locusts crossing the border, was extremely astonishing.

"Young Master Ling!"

Wang Mo came to Ling Shan with five disciples.He was about to kneel down directly, and said respectfully.

Ling Shan put two fingers together, and forcibly prevented Wang Mo from kneeling down, "Come?" Ling Shan glanced at the five people behind Wang Mo indiscriminately.

Wang Mo came over immediately, and lightly clasped his fists, "These five disciples are the persevering and tenacious ones among the younger generation of Zilongzong."

"You guys, come and pay your respects to Young Master Ling." Wang Mo said calmly to the five Purple Dragon Sect disciples, with incomparable majesty.

The five disciples were very young, but they also knew that the young man in front of them, who was about the same age as them, was extraordinary, and they didn't have any objections, so they respectfully said: "The disciples refer to Young Master Ling."

Ling Shan waved his hand lightly, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly in front of the void.

"Om-"

Suddenly, the five disciples suddenly realized that there was something more in their minds.

Ling Shan didn't give them time to figure it out, and said directly: "Try to survive in the ancient land, don't think about other things, just survive."

Afterwards, Ling Shan led Wang Yao and the thoughtful Zhao and Zhou Zhou towards Tianmen.

Even though they dawdled here for a while, there were still a steady stream of figures pouring into the Tiantian Gate above their heads.

It seems that the ancient ruins are too attractive for these people.

"You must remember what Ling Shao said."

After Ling Shan left, Wang Mo stared at the five people in front of him.

These five disciples, among their peers in Zilongzong, belonged to the upper-middle posture, not the best, but their perseverance was as tenacious as a rock.

Regarding Ling Shao's words, Wang Mo always remembered them in his heart.

From the scene just now, he knew that he had done nothing wrong. Young Master Ling had left magical powers on all five of his disciples!

In just a few days, Wang Mo has cultivated the "Purple Dragon Divine Art" to the second level, completely got rid of the previous mess, and stabilized his cultivation base at the peak of Daoying.

All this is thanks to Ling Shao's complete "Purple Dragon Magic Art"!
"Follow the suzerain's decree!"

The five disciples all replied in a concentrated voice, fighting spirit ignited in their eyes.

They are very clear about their status in the sect, and they can guess that it must be the young man named 'Ling Shao' who can come here this time.

Therefore, they kept in mind what 'Master Ling' said.

Don't think about anything, just live!
With this belief, blend into the huge flow of people.

----

"boom!"

"you again?!"

At this time, the big forces in Yunzhou at the front suddenly stopped and made a sound of surprise.

Seeing that he was about to cross the Tianmen Gate and enter the ancient ruins, such a young man in black robe suddenly appeared.

The young man's black hair was loose and parted to the sides, vaguely covering his eyes, and there was a trace of coldness on his slightly pale face.

What is more eye-catching is that there is a hatchet pinned to the waist of the young man. The blade of the hatchet is full of rust and has countless cracks, as if it will be broken at any time.

"This way, I have to go first."

The young man in the black robe glanced lightly at the mature man riding the white tiger beast, and his tone was flat.

"Mr. Nineteen, don't push yourself too far!" The group of people riding the white tiger beast also saw the young man in black, and their expressions changed to become fierce.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this kid came to spoil their good deeds again!

The black-robed young man named 'Nineteen Lords' was unmoved at all and stomped his feet lightly.

boom!
Following Nineteen Lord's stampede, an astonishing shock suddenly erupted in the void, which actually shocked the man on the white tiger's body to take a few steps back.

"Roar!" The White Tiger Alien Beast seemed to be a little afraid of the Nineteen Lords, let out a low growl, with fierce eyes, but did not dare to step forward.

The Nineteenth Lord seemed to have touched something when he heard the low growl, his eyes were blood red, and he said hoarsely, "Get lost!"

"Aww—" After seeing the eyes of the Nineteenth Lord, the white tiger beast let out a scream and backed away!
"Mr. Nineteen, when you enter the ancient ruins, I want you to look good!"

The middle-aged man above the white tiger and the beast had a gloomy face, but he didn't get angry, as if he was extremely afraid of the nineteenth monarch.

In the end, the Nineteenth Lord, who no one dared to stop, rushed to the front and passed through the gate of heaven first!
"Who is that person?" Zhao Shenyang asked doubtfully.

Ling Shan, who was in the center of the crowd, couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the scene in front of him from a distance.

Those big forces in Yunzhou will also be afraid sometimes?
When the Nineteen Lords showed up just now, not only the people riding the strange beasts were scared, but even the people of Qingyun Immortal Sect and Chiyan Divine Palace seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

Only those from the Nangong family were not affected.

These subtle manifestations can be clearly seen in Ling Shan's Thunder Soul.

"Nineteen Monarchs..." Ling Shan muttered in a low voice, with a smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)