"If I remember correctly, you should be the suzerain of Shengyuanzong, right?" Duan Qingyun said.
Not many people know the identity of the suzerain of the Shengyuan Sect of Yuan Dao Mausoleum. But for a king like him, it's not a big secret.
"Not bad." Yuan Daoling didn't find it strange, nodded and said.
"When I traveled to Qianfeng Valley in the past, I had a three-day discussion with the founder of your family. For the sake of your family's ancestor, I will not make things difficult for you. You can go." Duan Qingyun seemed to recall something from the past, and posed He waved his hand and said to Yuan Daoling.
Hearing Duan Qingyun's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief for Yuan Daoling. This is a strong man of the eighth rank of Emperor Saint, and no one wants to see him fall.
"I appreciate the kindness of your lord envoy, but please forgive me for not being able to follow orders for being entrusted with loyalty." To everyone's surprise, Yuan Daoling stopped in place without moving a step, just cupped his hands , Said to Duan Qingyun.
"For the sake of your patriarch, I only want to spare your life, but you are so ignorant!" Duan Qingyun's face turned cold.
"My lord, please forgive me." Yuan Daoling said calmly, and slowly drew out his long sword.
Holy energy poured into the long sword, the ancient and graceful sword hummed pleasantly, and the eight golden holy beads shone with dazzling light.
"Okay, okay, mere eighth grade Emperor Sage, do you really think I can't kill you, do you really think I can't kill your Saint Yuanzong, can't you Qingyangzong?" Duan Qingyun laughed back angrily. He didn't draw his sword either, and walked straight towards Yuan Daoling with his hands behind his back.
Although there was only one person, he was facing a group of people, but at this moment, Duan Qingyun seemed to be strolling in a garden, with indifferent eyes, as if standing opposite was just a group of ants.
Weng Yuanming, Yu Boqian and others had already gathered around Yuan Daoling. Although they were already prepared to fight to the death when many strong men from the three major holy sects took action, but at this time they held The long sword's hand still couldn't help trembling slightly.
?No way, the gap is really too big. Facing Kang Hean and others, they still have a chance to die, but facing Lord Qingyun, they don't even have a chance to die. Even if there are powerhouses of the eighth rank of Emperor Saints sitting in the town, there will be no exception.
I don't know when, the sky is overcast, and the dark clouds are so overwhelming that people can hardly breathe.
"I'd like to see if you have any means to destroy my Qingyang Sect!" At this moment, Qingyue's female voice sounded. A flying boat passed through the dark clouds, the door of the boat opened, and a girl with a clear face covered with frost floated down, followed by several young men and women.
"Sovereign Lord!" Yu Boqian exclaimed.
"Gu Fenghua!" Duan Qingyun stopped, his face changed slightly.
The suzerain of the Qingyang Sect was actually Gu Fenghua, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart.
The suzerain disciples and onlookers of the Three Great Sacred Sects were also surprised. It turned out that the suzerain of Qingyang Sect was not Yu Boqian, but the girl named Gu Fenghua in front of him.
After being surprised, they were a little puzzled. This Gu Fenghua is so young, and he doesn't know how to convince the crowd. Not to mention Yuan Daoling's powerhouses of the eighth rank of emperor saints, but Weng Yuanming and other powerhouses of the fifth rank of emperor saints. It's not something that ordinary people can control.
"Subordinates Weng Yuanming, Yao Wenshan, Zeng Ning'an, Fang Yunsong, I pay my respects to the suzerain." Just when they were secretly wondering, Weng Yuanming and the others had already come to Gu Fenghua and bowed in salute.
"My subordinate, Yuan Daoling, pays homage to the suzerain." Yuan Daoling also saluted respectfully. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com