"Elder Long..."
A young man came in from outside with a pleasing smile on his face and a food box in his hand.
"How many times have I said, don't call me an elder, I'm a deacon of the outer door." The man in the chair glanced at the person who came in, and said earnestly: "It can't be because my son is one of the top talents of the younger generation in the teaching. , just talk nonsense, it will make it difficult for him."
The young man laughed and said: "I just came back from there, everyone is saying that this time you are promoted to the elder of the outer sect is a sure thing. Although the son is excellent, you are promoted to the elder of the outer sect, relying on your own ability. , it has nothing to do with the son!"
A smile appeared on the man's face: "Only you can talk!"
He moved his nose and said in surprise: "What is today? You can get something delicious every day!"
The young man smiled and said, "These are all trivial matters. A person with a high position like an elder doesn't need to think about them at all!"
The man nodded with a smile, he enjoyed the feeling.
Of course, it would be even better if Ling Yi could die at this time!
Why is he not dead yet
Hasn't the Northern Medicine King already joined forces with the masters of the eight ancient religions to start working
He was a little sad.
Soon, the young man took out the various ingredients in the food box and placed them on the table one by one.
The food box is a small storage space, once the food is sealed in, it can stay as it is for a long time.
So after taking it out, the table is hot, and the tempting aroma is scattered everywhere.
The young man took out another jar of good wine, which was also the top wine in Beiming Ancient Sect.
Under normal circumstances, an outer sect deacon may not be able to drink once in many years.
But Long Er drinks it every day!
All this, of course, because he has a good son.
As one of the young talents representing the future of ancient religion, Long Chenyu wanted to honor his father, but no one would say anything at all.
Even if he gave his father top-quality wine every day, no one would say anything about it.
After all, who wants to offend a popular young genius
"I'll fill it up for you!" The young man was very attentive.
At this moment, a woman suddenly walked in.
A white dress, hair like a waterfall, and a face full of indifference.
She came silently, and it was not until they entered the room that Long Er and the young man realized that someone was coming.
After seeing her, everyone was stunned.
Long Er stood up on the spot, put away the smile on his face, and looked at the woman in white with some restraint: "Why are you here?"
"Ling Yi is coming to kill you." The woman in white said amazingly.
Long Er widened his eyes and said subconsciously, "This is the ancient religion of Beiming!"
How crazy is Ling Yi
Dare to enter the Beiming Ancient Sect and kill a father who is a popular genius in the sect
"The magic circle of the ancient religion can't stop him, and many people don't want to stop him." The woman in white had a cold face, and she didn't hide the disgust in her eyes when she looked at Long Er, and said, "If you don't want to die, hurry up with me. Walk."
"Follow... follow you?" Long Er's mouth twitched.
Most people in the sect don't know that the remnants of the ancient Xuanyang sect had worshipped the ancient Beiming sect, and it is even less clear that the saint who played a pivotal role in the sect used to have a good relationship with the couple!
But Long Er knew about this!
It's just that back then, this woman was not the saint of the ancient Beiming religion!
Just an unremarkable ordinary disciple.
She is one of the top talents who have grown up over the years!
But it has always been very low-key.
Not to mention the outside world, even many people inside the Beiming Ancient Sect only know that she was chosen as a saint, but they don't know what she is good at.
Long Er is also not very clear about this.
But he didn't want to go with this woman at all.
He was afraid that she would kill him!
In fact, I was worried about it for a long time.
But this woman has never come to him, and has been in retreat and practice, so she gradually let go of her anxiety.
Thinking that she might not know that Ling Yi's mother died at his hands.
"You don't have to come with me." The woman turned and walked away.
Long Er was stunned, a little overwhelmed. Seeing the woman walk out the door without hesitation, he immediately followed with gritted teeth.
"Saint, you... why do you want to save me?"
Long Er couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
The answer he wants to hear most is because you have given birth to a good son!
Yes, Long Chenyu!
This new star of the ancient Beiming religion should be qualified to let this low-key saint befriend.
But the woman in white didn't answer that, she just said lightly, "You'll understand later."
An hour later, Beiming Gu taught outside.
Long Er looked at the handsome boy with red lips and white teeth, and there was only endless despair in his heart.
He looked at the woman in white: "Are you saving me?"
If he didn't dare, he really wanted to greet the whole family of the woman in white.
He even brought him directly in front of Ling Yi!
Where is this special to save him
This is obviously to deceive him and personally push him into hell!
Ling Yi was also somewhat surprised.
After many years, looking at this woman in white, I still feel a little incomprehensible.
The other party hadn't contacted him, but he was able to find him so accurately, and brought the person he wanted to kill most to him.
"Why?" Ling Yi asked.
"I don't want you to start killing people in Beiming Ancient Sect," the woman in white looked calm and looked at Ling Yi, "This is my home, I don't want my home to become a mess."
Ling Yi frowned slightly, looked at her and said, "But he's not the only one to be damned."
"I know, those people are not in the teaching now, haven't you already got the news?" The woman in white was still very calm.
Ling Yi wanted to ask how did you know, but seeing that she was still indifferent to answer, she didn't bother to ask, and turned to look at Long Er.
"His name is Long Er. He was the one who seriously injured your mother back then. I kept him to this day, just for you." The woman in white looked at Ling Yi and said in a cold voice, "You can only truly kill him if you kill him. Completely solve your inner demon."
The sound is cold, but the content is warm.
It's just that this woman... is a bit magical!
What is her way
Divination
Deduction
Or mind
"Okay, that's it, don't enter Beiming Ancient Sect," the woman in white finished speaking, turned and left, walked a few steps, seemed to think of something, stood there without looking back, her tone was still flat and indifferent, "Ling Yi, I No matter what your layout is, I just want to remind you that your parents were disciples of Beiming Ancient Sect after all..."
Ling Yi was silent for a while and did not answer.
The woman in white didn't seem to think about his answer, and after she finished speaking, she just walked away.
Ling Yi looked at Long Er, who was also looking at him.
"Long Er, right?"
Long Er was terrified, but he still held on.
Because this place, although not within the Beiming Ancient Sect, is still the sphere of influence of the Beiming Ancient Sect... No, this is the door of the Beiming Ancient Sect!
As long as he stays here for a while longer, maybe his son will bring someone to rescue him!
Compared with the fear of Ling Yi, Long Er has more hatred for the saint in his heart!
What kind of grudges do I have with you, Long Er? You want to hurt me like this
"Yes, I'm Long Er, Ling Yi... My son is Long Chenyu, a young genius from Beiming Ancient Sect! You let me go, and our grievance will be written off..."
"Who is Long Chenyu?" Ling Yi frowned, feeling that the name seemed a little familiar.
"You two competed together in the ten rounds of the Cultivation World Conference..." Seeing Ling Yi's appearance, Long Er thought he was hesitating, and his confidence was immediately strong.
"Oh, it's just a defeated general. I'll kill him later and let him accompany you, don't worry." Ling Yi said.
Long Er was stunned!
God is so reassuring!
Are you a devil
I mentioned Long Chenyu to make you jealous... not to kill him!
"Are you a little too arrogant?" Long Er looked at Ling Yi in surprise, he really couldn't believe that Ling Yi would be so bold.
Ling Yi looked at Long Er and smiled.
Then he shot hard and slapped it hard.
Half of Long Er's head was gone on the spot.
Ling Yi shook his hand in disgust. Although he was protected by mana and had no blood or blood on his hands, he still felt disgusting.
Long Er's body died on the spot.
Yuanshen rushed out in a hurry, and even the top helmet was covered with armor!
He also holds a Yuanshen weapon in his hand!
Having a good son is different!
Otherwise, with the status of Long Er, having a set of Yuanshen battle armor is already very great, how could there be Yuanshen weapons
Although he was wearing a primordial spirit suit, Long Er's primordial spirit did not dare to stay here at all. After coming out, he turned around and ran away!
The next moment, Ling Yi held it in his hands.
The one-foot-high Yuanshen slashed at Ling Yi's arm with his Yuanshen weapon.
A green flame suddenly ignited in Ling Yi's hand.
Long Er's Yuanshen let out a shrill scream, and the Yuanshen weapon fell to the ground on the spot.
At this moment, an angry shout came from afar: "Ling Yi, let go of my father!"
boom!
A magical power hit Ling Yi directly.
It was a black flame!
Supernatural fire!
The flame turned into a long sword and stabbed directly at Ling Yi's forehead.
Incredibly fast!
Ling Yi raised his head and glanced at it, two rays of light shot out from his eyes, one of them shattered the long sword made of black flames; the other shot directly at the person who came.
puff!
The light shone straight through the person's eyebrows.
Long Chenyu, the top genius of the younger generation of Beiming Ancient Sect, fell to the dust on the spot.
The soul is gone.
Long Er's Primordial Spirit witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and couldn't help but let out a crazy roar of Primordial Spirit fluctuations: "It's not a disaster for your family, Ling Yi, you have to die!"
"Haha." A cold smile appeared on Ling Yi's face: "So, you all know that it's not your family's fault?"
The green fire covered Long Er's primordial spirit, and under the watchful eyes of a group of Beiming Ancient Sect disciples who were driven out later, it was burned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
As for these dead people, whether there will still be a little real spirit entering the underworld, Ling Yi does not know.
But at least, whether Long Er or Long Chenyu, in the world, they are already dead and can no longer die.
"Bold!"
"How dare you hurt my Beiming Ancient Cultist!"
"Ling Yi, you are too cruel!"
A group of people roared and rushed over to seek justice for the dead fellow.