The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

I saw that above the sky, there was a group of extremely rich spiritual energy gathering madly.

In the blink of an eye, a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun gradually solidified and took shape. The terrifying aura it exuded swept over like a tidal wave, making people shudder.

This giant palm, with unparalleled power, slammed down from the sky, and its target was Zhang Chentian below.

Seeing the giant hand above his head getting closer and closer to him, Zhang Chentian became extremely anxious, his heart almost in his throat.

"Xiaota, if you attack again, we will be finished." Zhang Chentian was panicking.

However, just as he was panicking, Xiaota's calm and steady voice came to his mind: "Don't panic, someone will naturally come to rescue us."

Hearing this, Zhang Chentian was stunned and thought to himself:

"Ah? Who is it? I just know that I can't block this blow. If no one helps me in time, I'm afraid I'll die here."

Just as Zhang Chentian was filled with doubts, suddenly, a roar like a huge bell resounded through the sky:

"Wuliang Holy Land! How dare you attack someone from Linglong Holy Land!"

Along with this roar, the huge palm that was originally falling rapidly with great momentum,

It was as if he was under a spell of immobilization, and he was frozen in mid-air, unable to move at all.

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening "boom" sound, and the giant palm instantly turned into countless points of light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

At the same time, the void beside Zhang Chentian rippled slightly, and two figures quietly emerged.

Looking closely, they were actually two old men in purple robes. A faint purple aura lingered around them, making them look like immortals, otherworldly and otherworldly.

"Senior! It's actually... it's you!" After seeing the face of one of the old men clearly, Zhang Chentian was overjoyed and almost became incoherent with excitement.

Because the old man standing next to him was Saint Ziyun!

"Linglong Holy Land? Isn't that a holy force that has been hidden for many years? Zhang Chentian is actually related to them. Could it be related to the person who possessed the Linglong Holy Body? Interesting."

Yuan Haoran was also very shocked to see that someone from Linglong Holy Land showed up.

"Damn it! Zhang Chentian is actually related to Linglong Holy Land! Damn it! Now I just hope Huantian won't be exposed, otherwise, my Hehuan Sect will be in danger!" Li Qinghong was furious when he saw this scene, and the teacup in his hand turned into powder.

They knew that a Linglong Holy Body had appeared in the Linyue Dynasty, so when they sent people to the Linyue Dynasty to inquire about things, they did not use any coercive means, but only asked some questions about the Zhang family and Zhang Chentian.

They also knew that he married Princess Yonglin, but they didn't know that Princess Yonglin had the Linglong King Body. After all, most people didn't know what a special physique was.

Zhang Chentian was actually from Linglong Holy Land! This news was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart hard.

Especially the head of the Lingnan Mo family, his face was pale at this moment, and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

"What should we do? What if Zhang Chentian wants to cause trouble for our Lingnan Mo family? The consequences will be unimaginable!"

The head of the Mo family paced back and forth in the room anxiously, rubbing his hands constantly, looking extremely anxious.

After careful consideration, he finally made up his mind: "No, we can't just sit there and wait for death! Immediately send someone to the Linyue Dynasty to present a generous gift to the Zhang family. We must establish good relations with his clansmen. This way, there might be a glimmer of hope."

So, the head of the Mo family hurriedly summoned the core members of the family and held an emergency family meeting.

At the meeting, he explained to everyone the severe situation they were currently facing, and ordered an envoy to be sent to the Linyue Dynasty to make friends with the Zhang family.

At the same time, other forces who learned of Zhang Chentian's identity also took similar actions.

The Su Nu Sect, Bi Hai Xuan, Jin Ling Sect, etc., these sects or families that have more or less participated in this incident are all in panic.

Even though the dead belonged to their own side, they did not dare to be negligent in the face of the behemoth Linglong Holy Land.

"Alas... all those assassins have perished. I hope no one will discover that our Huanmeng Spiritual Sect was involved in this ambush."

Bai Meng'er stood alone in the courtyard, looking at the sky and muttering to herself.

At this moment, her heart was filled with endless regret.

If I had not been impulsive and participated in this stupid ambush, how could I have ended up in this situation now?

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from not far away:

"It turns out that Young Master Zhang is from Linglong Holy Land. No wonder he has such amazing talent! It was all a misunderstanding before. I hope you can forgive me." The person who spoke was Xue Qingwu.

Her face was filled with fear, and before she finished speaking, she wanted to use her magical powers to tear the space apart and take the opportunity to escape.

However, her wishful thinking was obviously wrong.

Because long before she could make any move, the space around her had already been firmly blocked by Saint Ziyun. No matter how she struggled, she could not escape.

"You bitch! That's not what you said just now!" Zhang Chentian's face flushed red with veins bulging on his forehead. He stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes and cursed non-stop.

You know, just now, he almost died at the hands of this woman.

"Don't worry, she can't escape." Seeing this, Saint Ziyun on the side snorted coldly, with a disdainful smile on his face.

I saw that he exuded an unparalleled aura, which was the tremendous power that belonged only to a saint.

This pressure was like a mountain crushing an egg, rushing straight towards Xue Qingwu.

In an instant, Xue Qingwu felt as if she was being pressed down by a huge mountain, and her body fell down involuntarily.

She tried desperately to struggle and resist, but the pressure was too strong and she was ultimately unable to resist. She could only watch herself fall straight down from the sky.

With a dull "bang", Xue Qingwu fell heavily to her knees. The severe pain caused by the impact of her knees on the ground spread throughout her body, making her gasp.

Despite this, Xue Qingwu still endured the pain, raised her head with difficulty, looked at Saint Ziyun and Zhang Chentian, and said, "My lord, it's not good for you to bully the weak like this, isn't it?"

However, facing her questioning, Saint Ziyun remained unmoved. Instead, he sneered and said, "Humph, when you attacked Zhang Chentian just now, why didn't you think of the four words 'bullying the weak with the strong'?"

Hearing this, Xue Qingwu's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal and continued to argue: "I said, it was really just a misunderstanding..."

Before she could finish, Saint Ziyun interrupted impatiently, "Since it's a misunderstanding, let's just let it continue!"

Before she finished her words, a thick purple aura suddenly began to gather above Xue Qingwu's head.

These purple airs quickly gathered together as if they had life, and in the blink of an eye they turned into an extremely huge purple sword.

The giant sword was flashing with dazzling purple light all over, and the sword body emitted a heart-pounding and terrifying aura, as if it could tear the entire world apart with just a slight wave.

"No, you can't kill me. I am an elder of the Wuliang Holy Land. If you kill me, the Wuliang Holy Land will not let you go." Seeing that Saint Ziyun was going to kill her, Xue Qingwu threatened.

"My Linglong Holy Land is not afraid!" After saying that, Saint Ziyun snapped his fingers, and the giant purple sword fell in an instant.

The great master Xue Qingwu passed away.

"Auntie Xue, you can't blame anyone else for your death. You can only blame yourself for being too greedy." A white-haired loli with eyes flashing white light sighed.

"The Venerable is dead!" All the major forces were shocked when they saw this scene.

In the Beili Territory, in the era when saints appeared, the Venerable was the top combat force, and the killing of the Venerable had not been seen for ten thousand years.

"Follow me." Saint Ziyun waved his hand, and Zhang Chentian appeared on the top of a mountain.

"Thank you both seniors for your help!" Zhang Chentian bowed to the two purple-robed old men.

"There's no need to do that. You are the future Star Lord and the husband of our sect's Holy Maiden. It's our duty to rescue you when you are still weak." Saint Ziyun said with a smile.