I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

"It's you?"

Sang Qingshan's tone sounded a little surprised.

He never thought that the small fish that he had let go at the beginning would have such power and could force Xue Ling to use the means that he had given to save his life.

"It seems that I was wrong. Where is Ling'er now?"

Sang Qingshan suppressed his surprised tone and spoke calmly.

He looked around, and apart from Yan Xiu, there was only the head-heavy, light-footed, and terrifying-looking monster.

"Master, save me!"

Xue Ling staggered over to him, shaking his big head.

The hideous and terrifying face coupled with the crying expression really shocked Sang Qingshan.

"Are you Ling'er?"

Sang Qingshan asked in surprise and doubt.

Xue Ling nodded fiercely, pointed at Yan Xiu and said harshly: "My disciple is in this state because of that Taoist Master. Please show me my true face, Master!"

Now that he had the support of his master, Xue Ling's tone became a little harsher.

I can't beat you, but I can get people to come.

After Sang Qingshan said a few words of comfort, he turned around.

"My dear friend, there is a saying that goes, "forgive others when you can, how about making a good relationship with me?"

Before he could figure out the other party's cultivation level, Sang Qingshan planned to use a delaying tactic.

The most important thing right now is to get Xue Ling away from here safely.

Although he was not afraid of Yan Xiu, this clone only had 30% of his own strength. He didn't know if he could stop Yan Xiu if a fight really broke out.

"Master, this kid looks younger than me, but his realm is not weaker than mine. He will definitely be a serious threat to the party when he grows up. If we don't get rid of him now, when will we get rid of him?"

Hearing his master speak like this, Xue Ling suddenly became anxious.

If he couldn't grind Yan Xiu to dust, he would not be able to vent his hatred.

How can I face people when I go out now that I have become such a horrible person?

Sang Qingshan scolded him angrily and said to Yan Xiu, "My disciple has offended me before. Maybe I have old acquaintances with the elders of your clan. For the sake of me and Lingxu Palace, please forgive him this time. How about that?"

Sang Qingshan moved out of Lingxu Palace again.

I believe that given Lingxu Palace and my reputation in the martial arts world, the other party would be more or less cautious.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Yan Xiu suddenly laughed.

"What the hell is Lingxu Palace? What qualifications do you have to bargain in front of me?"

Yan Xiu's words were full of contempt and disdain for Lingxu Palace, and he did not take it seriously at all.

As expected, Sang Qingshan became furious when he heard this.

"Don't be so arrogant, you little brat. I have given you a way out time and again, but you are so ungrateful. Today I have no choice but to teach you a lesson on behalf of your clan elders, so that you will know who you can and cannot offend!"

After saying that, he slapped out with his palm.

For a moment, the earth shook and there was a constant rumbling sound.

I saw tall and steep mountains, dozens of feet high, shaking violently.

They seemed to have legs and ran towards Yan Xiu.

In just a few breaths, several mountains collided with each other with the force of thunder, making a deafening sound.

Sang Qingshan carried Xue Ling and flew to the top of the mountain to look into the distance.

At this moment, a figure broke through the flying dust and flew towards the two of them.

Sang Qingshan was not in a hurry. He snorted coldly and stomped his foot violently.

Suddenly, huge rocks fell from the mountain under his feet.

After the rocks rolled to the ground, they attracted each other and pieced together to form a giant that was more than ten feet tall.

The giant stretched out his long arms to try to stop Yan Xiu.

A purple light flashed, and the rock-hard mountain giant's arms broke off and hit the ground.

Yan Xiu's steps landed lightly on the giant's head like a dragonfly touching the water, tapping several times.

Although his steps seem light, they contain the power of the Five Mountains.

The giant roared silently. It could not bear such weight and its rock body began to crack.

In the blink of an eye, the giant's body of more than ten feet collapsed, and debris flew everywhere.

Everything returns to ashes.

Yan Xiu drew out the Ziyuan sword hanging at his waist and swung it lightly from top to bottom.

Suddenly, a stream of sword energy gushed out, rolling down like the water of the Milky Way above the sky.

The sword energy was like a huge, finely woven white silk thread, stretching across the sky.

There was a look of surprise in Sang Qingshan's eyes. It seemed that he had underestimated this person.

A sword swung casually has such tremendous power. Even if his real body was here, he would probably need to face it with caution.

Sang Qingshan grabbed Xue Ling's shoulders, and disappeared on the spot with a shake of his body.

The next second, the towering mountain was swallowed up by the sword energy and disappeared.

"My friend, you have already reached the Primordial Realm at such a young age. I have always admired talents. How about we make peace and become friends?"

This person's cultivation level is far beyond what his clone can handle, so it wouldn't be shameful even if he surrendered now.

After all, a real man should be able to bend and stretch, and surviving is the right way.

Yan Xiu had a blank expression on his face. He pointed at the two of them and said coldly, "No one can leave here today. You all must die!"

After saying this, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and Yan Xiu pointed from a distance of hundreds of feet.

The moment he raised his hand, Sang Qingshan's clone sensed a life-and-death crisis that he had not felt for a long time.

He patted Xue Ling without hesitation and sent him out.

It doesn't matter if I give up this clone of mine. As long as Xue Ling's life can be saved, everything is worth it.

Xue Ling had no time to react and was sent dozens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

"I told you, none of you will leave here alive."

Yan Xiu's finger moved towards Xue Ling.

Seeing this, Sang Qingshan's face changed drastically and he flew over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a flash, a beam of spiritual energy shot out from Yan Xiu's fingertips, streaked across the sky, and chased after Xue Ling at a speed far exceeding that of his escape.

"How dare you!!"

Sang Qingshan roared and tried to block the beam of light with his body, but it was of course in vain.

After a few breaths, the beam of light caught up with Xue Ling.

"Master, save me!!"

Xue Ling was so frightened that she screamed.

But the next moment, the beam of light pierced through it mercilessly.

Xue Ling's body fell heavily from the sky, hitting the ground and stirring up clouds of dust.

As the creator of this world, the moment Xue Ling died, the surrounding scenery began to shake wildly, and there was a possibility of complete collapse at any time.

After being hit by Yan Xiu, Sang Qingshan's shadow also began to show signs of disintegration.

But he just stared at Yan Xiu, his tone filled with rage.

"You killed my Lingxu Palace elders and my Sang Qingshan disciples. I want to see how many lives you have."

"Tell me your name. I, Sang Qingshan, will not kill nameless people."

Yan Xiu waved his sleeves, turned around and left, his voice echoing in the world.

"Da Yuan, Dao Zun."

"If you have the ability, you can come and seek revenge on me."

As soon as the words fell, this world began to collapse, burying Sang Qingshan's shadow.