The main hall.

The incense burner shaped like a nine-mouth crane is surrounded by purple smoke, and a faint fragrance lingers around, refreshing and clearing the mind.

Luo'er sat upright on the only throne in the hall. In front of her was a huge table, a golden crystal ball was suspended in the middle of the table, and the heavenly soul lingering in the divine light of the Taoist Spiritual Pill quietly solidified in the crystal ball, without moving at all, as if immersed in a nightmare.

Elders from various super forces in the spiritual realm are not qualified to enter the hall. Only the heads, elders of the major families of the Heavenly Clan, and the elders of the Three Immortal Sects are neatly arranged.

Chu Tian stood beside Luo'er, and Qingyang stood at the first point of Chu Tian.

Dozens of pale precepts belonging to the precepts department lined up and stood behind Qingyang, emitting a cold air all over. None of them dared to look directly at them in the hall.

Dao Lingsheng!

The dignified Purple Firm mistress was killed in public by Qingyang because of her arrogance and inappropriate words and deeds.

Of course, the cultivation level of Dao Lingsheng is extremely high, and her heavenly soul has condensed into substance. Even if she has no physical body, she will have no worries about her life. The heavenly soul still exists. With just a drop of innate essence and blood, she can be reborn with her cultivation level. It is not difficult to reunite the physical body.

However, the dignified Purple Firm Mission was killed in public!

The Precepts Department, the Precepts Department, is truly the first nightmare in the hearts of the disciples of the Heavenly Clan and the Three Immortal Sects. It is really terrible.

Qingyang put his hands in his sleeves, his face blank and his eyes were cold, and he looked at the Heavenly Clan and the Three Immortal Sects in the hall one by one. Anyone who was staring at him seemed to be bitten by a poisonous snake, and he shivered and showed a sense of horror.

"It's true that each generation is worse than the other!" Qingyang sighed softly, and he said slowly: "But since the trouble has started today, according to the three ancestors' wishes, just talk about it."

In the hall, Dodge Xiu didn't know how long he had been cheering himself up in his heart. He suddenly burst out with a hysterical roar: "Qingyang! You are a disciple of the Three Immortal Sect. How dare you? How dare you... How dare you kill your aunt's body?"

The dead atmosphere in the hall suddenly cracked a small gap. Many people took a deep breath and quietly raised their heads to look at Qingyang.

Qingyang waved his hand expressionlessly and said lightly: "Instead of wasting saliva again, it is better to wait for everyone to come and explain it clearly again. Some things, you incompetent guys, should also know... After all, today is very different from the past."

He raised his head, Qingyang looked at the three ancestors of Lieyang, Cang Yue and Han Xing, and said calmly: "Unlike these idiots in the Heavenly Clan, you are the eighteenth generation disciples of the Three Immortal Sect. Your authority also allows you to get in touch with some things."

Lieyang, Cangyue, and Hanxing seemed to be in a state of trance. When they heard Qingyang’s problem, they hurriedly bowed to Qingyang and responded seriously, "Yes"!

"Do you think that in the past many years, there are some things, such as the battle between you and the Heavenly Clan, and in the battle, you can take advantage of the victory to pursue it and teach the Heavenly Clan a more severe lesson, but suddenly they were stopped for various reasons?"

"In the past many years, in the battlefield outside the sky, many times when you were in danger, a powerful Heavenly Clan passed by and scared away your enemies... and many times, a junior of the Heavenly Clan was in crisis, and you happened to pass by and kill their enemies?"

"There are many, many times, you seem to feel that some things are recorded in the classics of the Three Immortals, and some things seem to be contradictory. You want to dig into the bottom line, but sometimes you are terminated... Sometimes, you dare not investigate it yourself?"

The three of them, Lieyang, Cangyue and Hanxing, breathed extremely long and powerfully. They looked at Qingyang and nodded slowly.

Most of the heads and elders of the Tian Clan present looked at Qingyang in confusion and Lieyang and the three people - these heads and elders, although they are of high power in their own family, compared with Lieyang, the 18th generation disciples of the Three Immortal Sect are much more than them in terms of generation and authority.

Some secrets of the Tian Clan are known to these heads and elders, but they are not qualified to interfere in these matters.

After all, the so-called heads and elders of the family are the tribe members within five generations...

To be precise, these heads and elders of the Tian Clan are more similar to the identities of the "boy scout general manager".

Those who are higher in seniority, stronger in cultivation, more noble in status and more powerful in power than them, such as Jin Tiexin's grandfather, Lei Ju's grandfather, Yin Zi's grandfather and other real powerful masters. In fact, they are not very clear about what they are busy with.

Precisely because they didn’t know, didn’t know, and didn’t understand, they became more and more afraid when they heard the conversation between Qingyang and others!

It seemed as if in the deepest nightmare, a black curtain was about to be pulled open. Some terrible existences hidden in the deepest nightmare were quietly squirming their sticky and wet bodies, slowly emerging from behind the curtain.

Weird footsteps came.

‘Ding, ding, ding’, just listening to the footsteps, it gives people the feeling that they are step by step, and each step is like a hard nail hitting the hard rock. Even from the footsteps, it can be heard that this man’s body is as hard as iron, with a tall and strong body, and his steps are extremely powerful, and his martial arts must have taken an extremely domineering and arrogant path.

Soon, he walked into the hall alone.

"Black Needle, I haven't seen you for a long time, yet you haven't died?" Qingyang smiled and greeted the man in black clothes, black hair and dark eyes as deep as the night, but his skin was almost transparent, as pale as a dead person without any discoloration.

"When you die, I will not die after I collect the body for you!" The black needle's voice was hard and powerful, just like a hard iron nail. Every word was very rough and savagely forced into everyone's ears, forcing everyone to hear it clearly at the first time and remember every word he said.

Behind the Black Needle, a group of men and women with extremely weird clothes and look and aura walked in.

Chu Tian twitched his mouth.

Very good, with acquaintances.

Pi Junzi, Kuangdao Shaojun, and Elder Tieluo, the fall of Green Yingdao, is the culprit in the military information of the Tian Clan!

These guys are all from the Shrine!
Chapter completed!