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Chapter 8 Catastrophe 6

Ling Tong listened to the white robe's swearing and scolding, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckled, "Sword Master, you will never play according to common sense. I admire you very much. We have cleared our private grudges, but I must implement the orders of the patriarch."

"Please." Sheng Jianchen said weakly.

"Oh, if you don't offend our clan and abduct the saint, we may be able to become friends." Ling Tong said, "In today's battle, all the people I brought have lost, and you won. But I can't let you go. From now on, there will be a peerless genius in the world."

"Haha, let's fight!" Sheng Jianchen struggled to get up. Although he broke through the heavenly tribulation, his meridians were covered with holes and were seriously damaged. Even his dantian had a faint crack. But he knew that fighting! He had to fight!

"I will fulfill you!" Ling Tong waved his hand to sacrifice the divine realm and trapped him, "In my eyes, you are too weak after all."

Sheng Jianchen was like a trapped beast, rushing left and right, but facing the divine realm, he seemed powerless and extremely small.

"Saint, hand over the evil son, follow me, Hui tribe." Ling Tong turned around and forced Yunqi.

"Don't think about it, Guard Ling, Yun Qi will fight to death today and never follow you Hui tribe." Yun Qi said angrily, "Remove the divine realm, otherwise, I will fight to burn my soul and I will definitely kill you here."

"Saint!" Ling Tong was really afraid that Yunqi would burn his soul, so he waved his hand to take back the divine realm. As a saint, she must have many secret methods. At the cost of burning his soul, it would be no problem to kill ten him. What really made him afraid of was not death. If the saint burned his soul, it would definitely be destroyed. Once he was confirmed to force the saint to death, even if his soul was destroyed, his family would definitely be buried with the saint.

"Sword Lord," Yun Qi helped Sheng Jianchen, who was covered in scars and was as angry as a wandering silkworm. She took out a pill and put it into his mouth. After a while, his pale face gradually became rosy. The meridians with holes slowly recovered.

"I'm sorry, the clouds rise." Crystal tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry for you!" Yun Qi wiped away the tears from the corners of the man's eyes. The man in front of him had experienced countless hardships. He walked into the brink of death again and again, but he never shed a tear. He fought for her alone with a sword. For her, he fought to fight the gods without fear.

"You go!" Sheng Jianchen said powerlessly.

"The three of us died together!" Yun Qi put the child in his arms and kissed him affectionately. She stood up, flew to stand in front of Ling Tong, and said coldly, "Guard Ling, you retreat by yourself, or let me kill your soul!"

"Saint, my subordinates dare not disobey the orders of the patriarch!"

"In our clan, the saint's life cannot be violated." Yun Qi said, "If I follow you, can you let them go?"

"No!" Ling Tong said.

"Then let's fight!" Yun Qi said angrily.

"I don't dare." Ling Tong retreated, "The saint must not use divine power."

"Ah! Sword Lord, come with your life. I thank you for your gift." A charred figure in the sky shouted and rushed over in an instant.

"You dare!" Yun Qi turned around and rushed out, but he was one step slower after all.

Sheng Jianchen strongly raised his spiritual power and threw the child out and stood up to meet him.

"Boom!" Sheng Jianchen was punched into the broken space...

"Sword Lord!" Yun Qi yelled sadly, and before he could rescue, he rushed towards the child.

Ling Tong stood in the void with his child in his arms...

"Guard Ling, return the child to me." Yun Qi yelled in pain.

"Guard Ling, destroy that evil son." The charred white robe shouted.

"Haha..." Yun Qi laughed in pain, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth went to Yun Qi frantically, "I sacrificed my soul to the mother god..."

"Clouds rise, never!" A kind old man hurriedly walked out of the void, and waved his hand to dissipate the spiritual power surging between heaven and earth.

"Master." Yun Qi cried bitterly, "I will kill the white robe..."

"Master, help you." The old man could not move the white robe that was promoted to the God Lord with just a look.

"Fifth Elder, please spare me!" Bai Pao begged for mercy in horror, "I act on the order of the patriarch."

"Hmph, use the patriarch to suppress me? I'm so scared." The fifth elder said jokingly. He reached out and grabbed the void, and the white robe exploded into blood in fear. "Dare to hurt my disciple, this is the end." He turned around and smiled and said to Yunqi, "Good Yunqi, Master has helped you destroy the white robe. Stop it quickly. With Master here, everything is easy to discuss."

Ling Tong stood there in fear, holding the child in his arms, and was in a dilemma and couldn't laugh or cry. The fifth elder is an old demon-level existence. Even the Supreme Elder dared not provoke him. He is famous for protecting him in the clan. The clan leader punished him to be confined, and he slipped out in a blink of an eye. Perhaps he came out in front of the clan leader in a righteous and open manner. The Divine Lord is a pillar-level existence in any divine family. This is not a cabbage, radish, one grabbing a basket of radish. But the fifth elder killed him casually, as if he was pinching an ant to death, without carrots.

"My child..." Yun Qi stopped, exhaled softly, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and then he was knocked back by the secret method and fainted.

"Fifth Elder, how about the Saint!" Ling Tong asked carefully.

"Hmph, fortunately, it's not a big deal. I'm sorry that I came in time. If Yunqi fails, I will even destroy you." The fifth elder said coldly.

"Then this kid?"

"Oh, send him away, don't let Yunqi see him again." The fifth elder sighed.

"Yes!" Ling Tongru received a general amnesty. He silently withdrew thousands of feet, threw the child into the air, and a burst of spiritual power was used.

"I asked you to send him away, but I didn't say I wanted to kill him." The fifth elder waved a barrier to protect the child, "Beast, don't even let the child go."

The fifth elder was about to take off when something suddenly flew from the sky and happened to hit Ling Tong's head. A generation of gods was destroyed by the soul of the smashed god and was destroyed on the spot. A crystal-clear divine figure flashed and was absorbed by this object.

The fifth elder almost fell down in shock. He looked at the object carefully and realized that it was a small ink-colored tripod the size of a palm.

It flew to the child in a humanistic way and then flew to the fifth elder, jumping in danger, emitting a force that made the fifth elder tremble, as if saying, "Do you dare to hurt my master, I will also smash you to death."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The fifth elder quickly retreated, afraid that it would throw it on his head like a smashing Ling Tong. "It's all his family, he is my disciple, don't be impulsive." He said with a smile.

The little tripod turned around in vain and swallowed another object flying from the sky into his abdomen, twisting his waist branch in satisfaction, and sank into the child's dantian.

"Master," Yun Qiyouyou woke up and asked anxiously, "Where is my child!"

"Don't worry, he's fine." The fifth elder walked to the child carefully and said in a negotiated tone, "I'll take him to find his mother, don't be impulsive!"

Yun Qi took the child from his master and hugged him tightly, "Master, please save Jianjun."

"Oh, I've been to that space, but I don't have the breath of Sword Lord. He either survived and ran away by himself, or was rescued by the powerful." The fifth elder sighed, "I'm afraid my clan will never have any Ning Ri in the future. The clan leader will make a mistake!"

"That's good!" Yun Qi said in surprise, "Master, I want to ask you to send my mother and son to Jianjun's hometown, and I will wait for him to return."

"Disciple, I can help you send your child back, but you must follow the Hui tribe. Although you use the forbidden technique, it is fine, but your strength may not be able to be restored within ten thousand years. If you escape again, the clan leader will definitely find you again. Who can protect you at that time? For the safety of the child, you must think twice!" The fifth elder said lovingly.
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