The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

"So it's not a supreme treasure! Jiang Ling, you lied to me again!"    

"Picking the Stars with your bare hands? Why didn't you use it directly? Why did you wait until this moment?"    

Ying Wuqiu reacted like he had gone mad. He roared!    

"Understood! I understand everything! Jiang Ling, you are not a saint at all!"    

"No wonder people call you Ancestor. It turns out that it's true..."    

Jiang Ling did not reply. He coldly clenched his fist toward Ying Wuqiu!    

Hundreds of stars crossed the border!    

In an instant, Ying Wuqiu was crushed like an ant!    

Then, with a wave of Jiang Ling's arm, the hundred stars disappeared, and a rain of blood immediately fell from the sky!    

The first generation Heavenly Devil, the master of the Blood Lotus Cult, was killed on the spot!    

He had disappeared from the world!    

"He's dead!"    

"He's really dead!"    

"Mighty Master!"    

"The Grand Elder is mighty!"    

The God Mountain was filled with cheers!    

Except for the eighty third generation disciples who were standing at the side, not knowing what to do.    

The entire God Sect was jumping and jumping with excitement.    

Mooh Chen, Jiang Huai, Jiang Hu, Zhan Muxue and Situ Qing had smiles on their faces.    

The third generation disciple Lau Churan excitedly threw herself at Jiang Ling.    

Even an experienced person like Duan Zexiong, who was used to seeing Jiang Ling's imposing manner, was affected by the atmosphere and could not help but feel emotional.    

"Stop! Don't come over first. It's not over yet."    

Just as everyone was cheering, Jiang Ling stretched out a hand to stop Lau Churan who was pouncing over.    

Seeing this, all the disciples stopped talking. Lau Churan also stopped walking and looked at Jiang Ling with puzzlement.    

Jiang Ling pointed his index finger at the void, "Life and death are in my hands!"    

Rolling devil Qi swept across the scene. Everyone looked over in shock and saw Ying Wuqiu, who was already dead, once again appear in God Mountain!    

"Where am I?"    

Ying Wuqiu frowned and opened his eyes to look around.    

When he saw Jiang Ling looking at him indifferently, he was overjoyed. He laughed and said, "I didn't expect Jiang Ling to die as well. Good, very good!"    

Jiang Ling rolled his eyes.    

Ying Wuqiu laughed for a moment and suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked around and found that he was still in God Mountain. His face changed and he suddenly realized that Jiang Ling had resurrected him!    

"Kekeke... Kekeke... This idiot revived his enemy and said that I was stupid..."    

"Freeze!"    

Suddenly, an imperial decree flew across the sky and struck Ying Wuqiu's body.    

Ying Wuqiu widened his eyes and realized that he could not move. He could not help but panic.    

"Jiang Ling, you... What are you doing?"    

Jiang Ling did not answer him. He raised his hand and grabbed at Ying Wuqiu, "Splash!"    

A strong tearing sensation suddenly came, stimulating Ying Wuqiu to scream continuously!    

Along with the scream, a blood red figure separated from Ying Wuqiu's body. It was Meng Haoran, who had been swallowed by Ying Wuqiu earlier.    

"Meng Haoran thanks Ancestor for saving me."    

Meng Haoran's heart was filled with gratitude for being able to see the sky alive. He bowed and expressed his gratitude to Jiang Ling.    

Jiang Ling raised his hand and smiled, making Meng Haoran feel like a spring breeze, "No need to thank me. This is what you deserve."    

Meng Haoran's eyes sparkled. He knew what Jiang Ling meant. It was nothing more than thanks to him for saving Gu Shan's life.    

"It's just that Gu Shan..." When he thought of Gu Shan, Meng Haoran's expression became gloomy.    

Jiang Ling glanced at Meng Haoran and did not say anything. Gu Shan was reborn with a drop of blood, and he would come back alive. When the two of them met, it would save him the trouble of wasting his breath.    

"Alright, the man has been rescued. Ying Wuqiu, you can go and die now."    

Ying Wuqiu, who was in so much pain that he was about to die, was stunned. Before he could react, he saw a huge palm that covered the sky slapping on the top of his head!    

"Jiang Ling! You bastard! Wait..."    

Slap!    

Ying Wuqiu was turned into ashes by Jiang Ling's palm.    

Everyone around looked at each other. They looked at each other in dismay.    

Jiang Ling clapped his hands and said to himself, "Now that we're done with the business, it's time to settle the accounts."    

He pointed at the void and revived Ying Wuqiu once again!    

Ying Wuqiu opened his eyes blankly. When he saw himself in God Mountain again, he was furious, "Jiang Ling! You are playing with me!"    

"Freeze!"    

A familiar imperial decree attacked once again!    

Ying Wuqiu realized that he could not move again!    

Feeling something, he suddenly raised his head and struck out with another huge palm that covered the sky!    

Ying Wuqiu could not help but panic and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I have something to say..."    

Smack!    

Ying Wuqiu turned into ashes again.    

After that, under the confused gazes of the God Sect disciples... Jiang Ling repeatedly revived Ying Wuqiu and killed him...    

In an instant, the sky above the God Sect was filled with a rhythmic rhythm.    

"Jiang Ling! Wait..."    

"Pa!"    

"Hold on...!!"    

"Slap!"    

"Wait......!!"    

"Slap!"    

...    

All the way until...    

Jiang Ling revived Ying Wuqiu for the sixth time. Ying Wuqiu's eyes had become numb, and there was no longer any hope for him to live.    

"Come on! Continue to kill me! Jiang Ling, you're a bastard if you don't kill me! "    

Ying Wuqiu closed his eyes.    

This time, a familiar imperial decree did not appear.    

What appeared was a conversation between Jiang Ling and Jiang Hualong.    

Jiang Ling said, "Ying Wuqiu once killed five of my disciples, so I killed him five times. Now that I have gotten my revenge, I have suppressed his realm to the Spiritual Pedestal Tier. Later, you go and fight him. When will you kill him? When are you coming to report to me?"    

Jiang Hualong said, "Alright, Ancestor! Dragon Transformation will never be a disgrace to your mission. Practice your combat skills well and strive to return to your peak as soon as possible."    

Ying Wuqiu:... ""    

He furiously rushed towards Jiang Ling and shouted, "Jiang Ling, you have humiliated me! You used me as a punching bag for your disciple! I'm going to kill you!"    

"Bang!"    

Jiang Hualong immediately blocked Ying Wuqiu's attack and clenched his fists. "Your opponent is me!"    

Ying Wuqiu held his breath and his devilish face turned red. He roared furiously, "Alright, I'll kill you first, then I'll go and find that bastard Jiang Ling!"    

Jiang Ling, who was walking towards the bamboo building, stopped in his tracks and blinked his eyes. He said to Jiang Hualong, "I forgot to tell you, dragon transformation! Let go of him and fight him! If you die, I'll revive you and continue to fight! Until you can kill him. "    

Jiang Hualong rubbed his fists and said, "Alright!"    

His dragon body rolled up and charged towards Ying Wuqiu.    

"Ah!"    

Ying Wuqiu cried out in grievance. He had no choice but to use his divine ability to fight Jiang Hualong. They stood in the same spot.    

...    

A moment later, just as Ying Wuqiu and Jiang Hualong were about to start a fierce fight...    

Duan Zexiong commanded the four disciples to set up a sign at the location of the battle.    

Ying Wuqiu took a closer look. On it was written: "Ying Wuqiu's sparring schedule."    

"One, three, five, Jiang Hualong."    

"Two, four, six, Duan Zexiong."    

"Seven, eight, nine Mooh Chen."    

... ""    

Ying Wuqiu rolled his eyes and almost fainted!    

He wailed miserably, "I have not rested for the whole year! Jiang Ling, you are the devil!"