Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

The cold wind blew the man's hair, which fluttered in the air like countless long branches circling around.

"My Lord, this old man is the worst of all the immortals. Please teach him a lesson."

"Yu Qing! Stop!"

The heart-wrenching voice of the woman in the formation behind him rang out, but it still did not stop

"I think so too. After all, I also want to know what their secret is, and who the dead 'she' is."

The smile on Ling Yun's lips was extremely strange. He slowly squatted down and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Ahem~ I have kept this secret for decades. It seems that this time..."

As the old man spoke, another explosion sounded around them, and the sound fell less than five meters away from them.

"Then you better speak up, old man, be careful or our prince will kill you."

This voice is extremely charming, and a pair of long legs can't help but stretch out

Ling Yun tilted his head slightly when he heard this, and glanced at her secretly with his narrow eyes, then turned to look at the old man.

"I actually didn't know about this secret at first. It was just that year that a young 'fairy' came to our sect. This fairy seemed different from the one from the Nine Heavens Holy Land. She had a pretty face and seemed to have a heroic air, but she spoke and acted softly. She was wrapped in a black cloak. When she arrived, she was welcomed in by the sect leader, who was also the former sect leader. When we saw her again, she had turned into a baby. You all know this person."

“It’s that girl, right?”

Hearing this, the old man gently raised his eyelids, glanced at the man, and then nodded slightly.

"I don't know why, but the headmaster dotes on her like a treasure and even declares to the public that the girl is his own daughter. This was incomprehensible to us fellow disciples for a while, but I accidentally discovered a secret and learned that this was the real secret between them."

"What secret"

The woman stepped forward and asked loudly

The old man moved his lips slightly and uttered a few words, which really frightened her. But soon the woman ran forward without caring about her image, grabbed the old man's shoulders and said

"Then what should we do, you tell me"

The old man shook his head, saying that he knew nothing about it and that this was the limit of what he could say.

"Impossible, you definitely know this, how could you not know this? If this is possible, then now she is...ah~"

The woman's shrill screams echoed throughout the square. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the long sword that pierced through her abdomen.

"You...you dare...how dare you?"

"Why shouldn't I? If I were to associate with a demon like you, I would be a laughing stock."

Ling Yun drew out his sword, and blood flowed along the sword to the square.

"Now, do you think you still have room to fight back?"

Ling Yun held the long sword in front of him, as if he would rush forward if she made any move in the next second.

“Hahahahaha….”

The woman covered her wound with one hand, hunched over, and turned around gently. Her pair of resentful eyes looked at Ling Yun, staring straight at the sword in front of her.

"You...you think that's all? You are too naive. Since I have been able to stay humble here for so long, it is also..."

After saying that, she whistled and a figure jumped in front of her from the sky.

"Master..."

Seeing a familiar figure blocking her way, Ling Yun was unable to make a move for a moment.

"Jiu...Jiu Ming, what are you doing? Why are you supporting this evildoer?"

The old man staggered, struggled to stand up from the ground, his lips trembling

"What? Of course, I want to build an immortal sect of my own. Moreover, I want to be the one who stands above all others and never be controlled by others again."

After saying that, he gently waved the sword in his hand, and countless sword qi whistled into the air and landed firmly on a red figure.

"Northern Ocean"

There was a roar in the air, but in the next second, a giant tail lashed towards the two of them. Gu Yanming, who was holding the injured Bei Ming, glanced at the people on the ground from a distance, then flew down, dodged the tail in the air, and landed on the ground.

Standing on the ground, Gu Yanming gently placed Bei Ming on the ground, stretched out his hand to encircle him in a barrier, then loosened his wrist, swung the bloodstained sword in his hand, looked at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, and suddenly ran towards him.

For a moment, the air was still, the wind and clouds stopped here, and there was a sound of bricks and stones on the ground breaking, and then Gu Yanming was seen holding a few nails with faint blue light and shooting at him. At the moment the nails were shot out, a faint blue air condensed on his sword and wrapped around it.

Gu Yanming held it and flew towards Feng Jiuming

There was a sharp sound of "clang", and the swords of the two sides collided with each other, and the nails shot out before were stuck in the ground behind him intact.

"Brother, when has the Immortal Sect ever thought of you, when has it ever let you get what you want? Don't you think this is problematic? Now that we have the opportunity to change our fate, why do you still want to be my enemy?"

Feng Jiuming held a long sword in his hand and blocked it, with an evil smile on his face.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with the Immortal Sect. I think the biggest problem is you, the one who associates with demons."

Two air currents collide, no one is better

"Demon? A master who disregards his own life and tries to cover up his crimes, does his behavior deserve to be praised by the world?"

Feng Jiuming injected strength with one hand to increase his advantage, but the person opposite him was not someone he could defeat easily. He put his mind to it, and the snowflakes around him gathered together and condensed into ice ridges one after another.

"Since I can't persuade you, I'll beat you into submission."

As he spoke, he instantly released the ice spikes around his body and concentrated them at one point.

And that point is Feng Jiuming's heart

But he didn't dodge or evade the bullet that was about to pierce his body. He opened the barrier with a smile on his face and stretched out his arms, as if he was waiting for that moment to come.

The air froze at this moment, and there was no more words spoken in the square, as people quietly waited for something...

After a long time, a fierce roar broke out on the square.

"Impossible, how could you...

At this moment, the place where Feng Jiuming was standing on the square suddenly disappeared, and then the old man behind him appeared.

At this moment, the old man was spitting blood, his body was shaking slightly, and his eyes were filled with indescribable shock.

"Uncle Master..."

Gu Yanming's face showed shock and disbelief at the same time. With trembling hands, he let down his guard and walked towards the fallen old man step by step.

"This... this is not right... this shouldn't be..."

"What shouldn't be? There aren't so many things that shouldn't be. The facts are right in front of you. Why are you so unbelievable?"

The words gradually fell in his ears, a pair of hands touched the side of his face, and a tear fell on it...