C184 Tianma Should Have No Request
C184 Tianma Should Have No Request
"Keke... Delicious... I can feel that my cultivation base is only a step away from the Saint realm."
Ying Wuqiu stuck out his long tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Meng Haoran with a pair of extremely demonic eyes.
Meng Haoran held his breath and silently took a step back.
"Ying Wuqiu, you deserve to die! The Sovereign will never let you go after wreaking havoc in the Southern Wasteland!"
"Kekeke... Kekeke..." Ying Wuqiu threw his head back and laughed wildly. The devil might on his body shook, causing the void to tremble!
He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at Meng Haoran. The blood red giant hand instantly locked Meng Haoran in place, making him unable to move.
"Chi! Ancestor? That Jiang Ling is only a Saint! After I eat you, I will immediately become a Saint! At that time, I will kill my way to God Mountain to avenge Jiang Ling for humiliating me last time!"
"Blood Devil Transformation! Swallow!"
He opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Meng Haoran in an instant!
Ying Wuqiu raised his head and howled wildly!
The devil might on his body shook violently, tearing the sky apart!
After that, his aura started rising rapidly!
In a moment, he had broken through the threshold of becoming a saint with a single step, attaining the Dao and becoming a saint!
Rumble!
The sound of thunder exploded!
The tribulation clouds floated over!
Ying Wuqiu bathed in the sea of lightning and successfully crossed the Thunder Tribulation!
But this was not the end. He took a deep breath and a blood wind swept across!
All the demonic devils that were wreaking havoc in the Southern Wasteland were swallowed by him!
Then, his cultivation base skyrocketed once again!
Early stage of the Sage realm!
Peak of the early stage of the Sage realm!
Intermediate stage of the Sage Stage!
Peak of the intermediate stage of the Sage Stage!
Finally, Ying Wuqiu's cultivation stabilized at the peak of the intermediate stage of the Sage Stage!
He was not far from the late stage of the Sage Stage!
"Keke... Jiang Ling, are you ready to receive your revenge?"
"This time, I will definitely pull out your tendons! I will skin you alive! I will devour your flesh and blood! I will annihilate your entire God Sect!"
Rustle! Rustle! The Blood Mist rumbled!
Ying Wuqiu looked at the God Mountain from afar. With a devilish might that could shatter the sky, he forcefully pressed down on the God Mountain!
On the God Mountain, the new third-generation disciples were hiding in the corners, shivering.
Who would have thought that they would encounter a saint the moment they joined the God Sect?
And it wasn't just any Saint.
"I shouldn't have joined the God Sect!"
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have to face this calamity today!"
Many of them were filled with regret. Many of them were wailing incessantly in the face of Ying Wuqiu's devil might.
When Duan Zexiong heard these wails, he couldn't help but sigh. Frowning, he shouted, "Silence!"
With his peak Fourth Extreme Stage cultivation base and the dignity of the God Sect's Sect Master, he had swept across the scene, instantly intimidating everyone.
Right after that, Duan Zexiong's eagle-like sharp eyes swept across all the disciples of the third generation, then he said in a loud voice, "All disciples of the third generation, listen up. I will give you all a chance now."
The disciples of the third generation immediately perked up their ears.
Duan Zexiong continued, "The Heavenly Devil has come. Those who want to leave the God Sect can leave now!"
"Really?" Many disciples revealed joyful expressions as they looked at Duan Zexiong.
Duan Zexiong disdainfully snorted in his heart, "Of course!"
"Those who want to leave the God Sect can stay here now, but after that, the God Sect will never accept them!"
"As long as you can live, that's good! Who cares about that?! I withdraw! "
"I quit too!"
Hualala!
Nearly half of the third-generation disciples chose to withdraw.
Duan Zexiong looked at all of this coldly and counted the names of the disciples who had withdrawn.
He flew to the front of the two-story bamboo building and asked Jiang Ling for punishment, "Master, this disciple requests punishment!"
"This disciple acted on his own accord, causing the number of third-generation disciples to be halved! This crime cannot be forgiven!"
Jiang Ling saw everything, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, making people unable to see his joy and anger.
Duan Zexiong lowered his head for a long time and did not wait for Jiang Ling to respond. He secretly raised his head and looked. He discovered that his master's face was covered by a chaotic light. At one moment, he looked like an old man who was old and old, and at other times, he looked like an innocent child. At another time, he looked like a young and handsome man with a heroic bearing. Duan Zexiong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly avoided his gaze. He lowered his head even more.
"Oh... Zexiong... It doesn't matter. According to what you said, you are the Sect Leader of the God Sect. "
Right at this moment, Jiang Ling patted Duan Zexiong's shoulder and said warmly.
Duan Zexiong's heart warmed when he heard this. He heaved a huge sigh of relief and bowed in agreement.
Then he consciously retreated behind Jiang Ling. He stood in a row with Mooh Chen, Jiang Huai, Jiang Hu, Zhan Muxue and Situ Qing. He faced Ying Wuqiu who was about to pounce on him and felt fearless in his heart.
At this moment, on a cloud on the summit of the Heavenly God Mountain, Jiang Hualong was sitting cross-legged and watching this scene quietly. He sighed with emotion. He was also touched by Duan Zexiong's actions.
In the past, if he had Duan Zexiong's means, he wouldn't have had so many traitors.
"The Ancestor really knows how to read people."
Jiang Hualong sighed with emotion and looked at Jiang Ling respectfully. Then, he heard Jiang Ling say to him without even raising his head, "Dragon Transformation, get ready to fight Ying Wuqiu later."
"Ah???!"
Jiang Hualong's dragon eyes bulged. He hurriedly swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice, "Ancestor, I'm not a match for Ying Wuqiu."
If he was at his peak, he would naturally be able to fight Ying Wuqiu. But now... his Saint Origin was almost depleted. If he fought Ying Wuqiu, wouldn't he be courting death?
"I only asked you to prepare, not to fight now."
Jiang Ling gave Jiang Hualong a sideways glance. He crossed his hands behind his back and looked at Ying Wuqiu, who had already arrived at the bottom of God Mountain. A trace of disdain flashed across his eyes.
"Damn it. Last time, I didn't pay attention and let this old man escape. This time, let's see if I can torture you to death!"
Hundreds of ways to deal with Jiang Hualong flashed across his mind, and a cruel smile emerged on Jiang Ling's face.
This smile was reflected in the eyes of Mooh Chen, Duan Zexiong and the other second generation disciples, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
They thought to themselves, "Ying Wuqiu is finished!"
"Every time Master smiles like this, someone will have bad luck."
...
"Kekekekeke... Jiang Ling! You better come out now!"
Endless demonic might swept up a rain of blood!
Ying Wuqiu finally arrived. With a loud shout, the demonic sound scattered the clouds of the Nine Heavens!
At the same time, the pressure of a peak intermediate Saint crazily pressed down on the God Sect!
Many living creatures below the Heavenly God Peak were turned into Blood Mist!
Looking at it, it was as if hell had descended!
"Zzzt... Why are you shouting so loudly?"
" Ying Wuqiu, don't you know there's a word called 'useless fury'? "
Jiang Ling glared at Ying Wuqiu and turned to look at Situ Qing. "Disciple, go and make a pot of tea for master."
Situ Qing nodded and not long after, she served the tea.
Jiang Ling took the teapot and pointed at the air. "Understanding the profundity and the power of creation," an armchair appeared out of thin air.
Jiang Ling laid down on the armchair and gulped down a mouthful of tea. He exhaled in satisfaction. He did not look like he was facing a strong enemy. Instead, he looked like he was on vacation!
"I asked you to drink tea!"
Ying Wuqiu flew into a rage!
With the power of a saint, he punched towards the mountain gate of the God Sect!
"Roar!"
A blood lion instantly transformed into a blood lion. It roared and clawed down, as if it was going to smash the mountain gate of God Sect into pieces in the next second!
Jiang Ling laid down on the armchair and lazily muttered, "It's time for the children to move! Four Beast Formation, activate!"
"Creee!"