And the old man with a gloomy complexion on the opposite side is Yuan Daoling, the suzerain of Shengyuanzong.
"Looking for death!" Outside the formation, nearly a hundred saints shouted in unison. Although the color is different from the holy robe on Yuan Daoling's body, the cloud patterns on the corners of the clothes are exactly the same, obviously they are all disciples of Saint Yuanzong.
"Liang Yicheng, are you really determined to join forces with this old man?" Yuan Daoling's eyes flashed with anger, but he managed not to attack, waved his hand, and looked at another old man trapped in the formation.
This old man is thin and has a clean face, with a sense of elegance on his body, but his injuries are a bit worse than Zhen Fengliu's. Not only his complexion is as miserable as gold paper, but also his body is covered with blood. It is obvious that his meridians There are many cracks.
"Sect Master Yuan, my Dust Star Sect shouldn't have interfered with the grievances between your Saint Yuan Sect and Yelang Sect, but Sect Master Zhen has saved our lives. Now that they are in trouble, how can I stand by and watch?" The old man shook his head and said neither humble nor overbearing. Although he was seriously injured, his expression was still so calm.
"Sect Master Liang, your Dust Star Sect has encountered a catastrophe, and it is not easy to find such a place to live. Do you really have the heart to be ruined like this?" Seeing this, Yuan Daoling paid him a little more respect, and his words were not easy. A lot more polite.
"My Dust Star Sect has established rules since ancient times, and the disciples of later generations must act with no shame in their hearts and heaven and earth. If I am ungrateful today, what's the point of guarding these ruined palaces and lingering in the world? Sect Master Yuan, Forgive me." Liang Yicheng said. The expression is still so detached and indifferent, but the eyes are extremely determined.
Hearing these righteous words, even the people surrounding the formation were in awe.
"Sect Master Liang, it's not as good as this. As long as you don't interfere in this matter today, I will not only let the past go, but I will also do my best to help you return to the Spirit Realm. I want to give it." Seeing Liang Yicheng's calm yet firm face, Yuan Daoling was more interested in making friends, so he was silent for a while, and then spoke again.
Hearing these words, the eyes of the dozens of Dust Star Sect disciples behind Liang Yicheng who were also injured were all brightened.
The Dust Star Sect is also a top-rank sect. They were forced by the Zhanxin Sect to leave their hometowns and flee to Luoxing Gorge.
But they also know that Zhan Xinzong has always been ruthless and ruthless. If they can really keep their promises and let them go, they will be blessed by God. How can they give them a chance to make a comeback. If you don't go back, you may be able to preserve a trace of blood for the sect, but if you go back, it will definitely be a dead end!
However, it would be different if Sheng Yuanzong was willing to help.
This is the head of the Eighteen Saint Sects in the Xuanji Realm. Even in the Lingji Realm, they have all heard of the name of the Saint Yuanzong. Although there has been no news for thousands of years, judging from today's situation, this ancient sect is still unabated. Even if it is not comparable to the most prosperous time, it is by no means comparable to ordinary holy sects. Zhan Xinzong doesn't need to give others face, but Sheng Yuanzong has to give some face no matter what.
"Sect Master Yuan, I've made up my mind, forgive me." Unfortunately, Liang Yicheng was unmoved at all, and said neither humble nor overbearing.
Hearing what the suzerain said, the eyes of the disciples behind him inevitably showed disappointment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com