Their Tianwu Sect originally thought that the clone of Lord Wanling God took action and could not have any accidents against a mortal monk, just like the old master of Longhu Mountain back then, but unexpectedly, they failed.

Although the Tianwu Sect is self-conceited and not afraid of Qin Lin, he still feels a little scared when he thinks about the outcome of the Feng family.

"Is Qin Lin? He is nothing." Ding Zhaotian's pupils shrank, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "My teacher, Lord Wu Yuezhong, has issued a decree. He will deal with it in person soon. He will suppress him and offer it to Lord Wanling God as a divine body!"

"Really, the Great Witch God took action by himself?" The leader of the Tianwu Sect was overjoyed.

As the leader of the Tianwu Sect, no one knows the horror of the Great Witch God better than him. It can really turn ordinary martial saints into powder in the blink of an eye. Not to mention one Qin Lin, even ten Qin Lins here are not enough to kill the Great Witch God.

Not to mention the gods of all spirits.

Originally, they thought Ding Zhaotian asked someone to deal with Qin Lin just to vent his personal anger. Now it seems that it was clearly instructed by Lord Wanling God.

No wonder Lord Wanlings' clone took action personally, and it turned out that he fell in love with the body named Qin.

However, the body of the old demon Qin was indeed extraordinary. In his early twenties, he had grown into a terrifying existence that made all forces extremely afraid of.

If Lord Wanling God can really take over the body, it is likely to become a terrifying existence that even places like Penglai Kunlun will be afraid of.

"The great witch god takes action, the person named Qin is naturally dead!"

"Indeed, the great witch gods in the Qing Dynasty were already at the peak of the Daohai Realm and ranked on the Heavenly List. Now they have been practicing hard for more than a hundred years, and with the guidance of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Spirits, they can fight even if they meet a real human and immortal. Why not be afraid of a mere Qin Lin?"

"I think that the man surnamed Qin can only show off his power in the Central Plains. I, Miaojiang, may not dare to come even if he comes!" While several big men from the Tianwu Sect were talking, they suddenly heard the gate clattered and a figure appeared in the hall.

After seeing the person coming clearly, everyone at the scene was slightly stunned.

"Great Protector? Haven't you gone to the Ding family? Why..." The leader of the Tianwu Sect spoke in confusion.

"Where is that girl, I'll ask you, that girl, hand her over quickly and let me go out to apologize!" Long Yuefu did not answer, but asked anxiously.

"Long Yuefu, what are you nervous about? Apologize to? Who are you apologizing to? What Qin Lin?" The leader of the Tianwu Sect sneered and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Since you know, why are you asking? Why don't you go out with me now!" Long Yuefu urged even more eagerly.

"Haha, Long Yuefu, you're afraid you don't know. Just now, Mr. Ding said that the great witch god is about to take action himself. The Qin surnamed Bang will be in a few days, and there is nothing to be afraid of." Yan Lihao, the leader of the Tianwu Sect, sneered, looking very confident, and Ding Zhaotian on the side also looked gloomy.

"Young Master Ding? That's Ding Zhaotian? Old Yan, I advise you to tie the culprit up and tie the culprit up as soon as possible and follow me out to apologize. Maybe there is still a chance to save it. Otherwise, my Tianwu Sightseeing Commander will be in a big trouble!"

It would be fine if Ding Zhaotian was not mentioned, but when it was mentioned, Long Yuefu became furious.

Originally, Tianwu Sect and Qin Lin could be said to be the best water in the river, but this person named Ding insisted on provoking others.

You don't look at your identity either?

A small monk actually went to provoke a peerless strong man in the realm of Old Demon Qin.

The key is that you just want to die by yourself, why bother to drag them to the Tianwu Sect?

"Long Yuefu, why are you nervous? Mr. Ding is the heir appointed by the Great Witch God. You must not be rude. Why don't you apologize for the crime quickly!" The head of the Tianwu Sect suddenly sank, he stood up from the chair, and scolded him coldly.

He didn't know what horrible scene Long Yuefu had just experienced.

In his opinion, although Long Yuefu is the great protector of the Tianwu Sect and an important figure in the sect, he cannot be compared with Ding Zhaotian.

That is the person the great witch god is interested in. In the future, it is destined to grow into an existence that makes them look up to. If you don’t take the opportunity to curry favor with it, when will you curry favor with it?

Still tied up?

This is not a joke!

How is that possible?

"What kind of inheritance does not inherit? If you don't apologize, it will be too late. The entire Tianwu Sect will be killed by someone surnamed Ding!" Long Yuefu was really anxious.

He had seen Qin Lin's method, and he was a real god. It was hard to be an opponent as powerful as a great witch god. Among the people he contacted, there were probably only all spirit gods that could compare.

However, although the realm of the God of All Spirits is extremely high, its physical body has long been damaged, and it is difficult to exert its true strength, let alone leave Wanling Mountain.

If Qin Lin really wanted to start a massacre, no one could save their Tianwu Sect, and even the Great Witch God would not do it.

Long Yuefu was completely thinking about the Tianwu Sect. After all, he was once the great guardian of the Tianwu Sect, but the few people in the top leaders did not appreciate it at all.

"Stop it! Long Yuefu, I think you were frightened by the Qin man!" The eyes of the leader of the Tianwu Sect completely turned cold.

It doesn’t matter to that girl. What is Dan Ting Zhaotian’s identity? How could he hand it over?

At that time, the great witch god will be furious, who can afford it?

"Senior Long, you're too worried. Just a junior. Don't say he dares to come to Miaojiang to be presumptuous. Even if he is really here, it's still..." Ding Zhaotian also stood up, his eyes were cold, but he didn't show much on his face.

After all, Long Yuefu is a master of Miaojiang for a long time, and he is unwilling to offend him easily, but he disdains Qin Lin.

However, before he finished speaking, he heard a "boom" sound, and the gate made of tens of thousands of tons of divine iron outside the ancient palace exploded like a wooden board.

Then, a large number of witch disciples flew in and smashed heavily on the walls in the ancient hall, with great force being unimaginable.

Anyway, none of these witch disciples can see the human form now.

"Bold, who is it? How dare you come to my Tianwu Sect to play wild?" The leader of the Tianwu Sect was furious and rose up. Two black lights shot out in his eyes, which were extremely gloomy, just like the ghost energy of the Nine Netherworlds.

The other witch masters also burst out with endless black aura, and a terrifying aura filled the ancient palace.

After many years, no one has dared to be so presumptuous in the Tianwu Sect's main hall. Even the old master of Longhu Mountain at that time never had such courage.

At this time, a cold voice came from the gate: "Long Yuefu, the time I gave you has come."

Everyone gathered and saw a young man carrying his hands on his back and striding into the ancient palace. A girl in white followed closely behind with a green ancient sword...
Chapter completed!