Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

But this is not the result that Ling Xiaoke wants to see. What he wants to see is that Gu Chi can use his own means to openly and honestly trample the so-called Holy Son and Holy Daughter of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace under his feet in front of the whole world!

He turned around and looked at Gu Chi, saying, "Let him go."

Gu Chi was a little reluctant and said, "Really?"

Ling Xiaoke said expressionlessly, "Why, you don't have the confidence to suppress them again?"

Gu Chi thought about it, and finally let the big black dog sacrifice the black gold coffin.

"boom!"

The divine fire was raging. When the lid of the black gold coffin was opened, the entire sky became blazing and completely turned into a sea of ​​fire, like a vast ocean surging.

Three dazzling divine rainbows shot up into the sky from the coffin, and an extremely powerful divine might covered the sky and the earth.

They were like three gods, emitting endless divine light all around them, making it impossible to look directly at them.

"boom!"

The three top geniuses of the younger generation attacked Gu Chi at the same time, as if three terrifying stars were crashing in from outside the domain, causing many cultivators present to tremble.

Ling Xiaoke took action, and a big hand stretched out, covering the three people underneath. The terrible waves like the raging sea disappeared in an instant, and it was calm again.

"return!"

The old Demon King Shentu and several elders of the Xuanyuan Immortal Palace shouted at the same time, fearing that these three people would be ignorant of their own limitations and anger the old bastard.

Who didn't know Ling Xiaoke was a shameless scoundrel? They had finally rescued the people, and if he turned around and suppressed the three of them again, they would only be able to stand there and watch helplessly.

After all, you can't beat them, and you can't convince them by reasoning with them.

"Third of you, I apologize for any offense I caused you before." Gu Chi bowed to the three of them.

Shentu Ling is tall and majestic, with an imposing aura, and a blazing, immortal divine flame is burning on his body.

He held the heavy Dragon Swallowing Black Spear in his hand, his long red hair dancing wildly, his eyes as captivating as a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, staring at Gu Chi fiercely.

On the other side, the Holy Son of Xuanyuan was enveloped in endless holy light, with twenty-eight dazzling divine rings surrounding him, exuding a terrifying aura that made people tremble with fear.

At this moment, he was like a god king who looked down upon all living beings, transcendent and majestic. That aura made many elders of the older generation tremble with fear.

On the other side, the Holy Maiden Xuanyuan was radiant and beautiful, like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, with unparalleled grace and beauty, and angelic body. She was clearly right in front of him, yet she gave people a sense of infinite distance, out of reach, as if he could never get close to her.

Shen Tu Ling, Xuan Yuan Holy Son and Xuan Yuan Holy Daughter are all top figures among the current young generation. Not to mention that they were suppressed and imprisoned in dark black gold coffins, suffering oppression all day long.

But Gu Chi would sit cross-legged on the coffin from time to time, shaking the bells and beating the gongs with the big black dog, muttering some incomprehensible words, which sounded like scriptures for salvation, and constantly tormented them to the brink of physical and mental collapse.

They are all peerless geniuses, looking down on their peers. Wherever they go, they are surrounded by people like stars. How could they have ever suffered such humiliation and torture?

When they thought of this, they became furious and murderous, wishing they could tear the purple-clothed girl in front of them into pieces immediately.

"Put away that murderous aura, everyone. You'll have plenty of opportunities to kill her in the future." Ling Xiaoke glanced in all directions, his voice booming across the sky: "Listen carefully, everyone! Qianhe is my disciple, but I allow anyone from your younger generation to kill her!"

At first, people thought he was warning the major sects and schools to prevent anyone from targeting his descendants.

But what he said next made everyone present unable to react.

"No matter her realm is high or low, as long as it does not exceed the Jindan stage, you can attack her and I will never interfere." Ling Xiaoke added.

Gu Chi's eyebrows immediately knitted together. What did this old man mean? Did he think she didn't have enough enemies?

"But if there is a Half-Step Venerable Master above the Golden Core Stage who disregards his status and bullies the weak, I will pay him a visit and slaughter all the younger generation of disciples in your sect!"

Lingxiaoke's voice was so loud that it shook the heaven and earth.

Now that things have come to this, everyone understands.

Ling Xiaoke would not interfere in the fighting among the younger generations, just as he did not intervene when several of his disciples were besieged and hunted by disciples from various sects.

But if there is a Half-Step Lord above the Jindan stage who disregards his status and wants to bully Gu Chi, his revenge will be something no one can bear.

Above the sky, murderous intent was revealed in Shentu Ling's eyes. He waved the Dragon-Swallowing Black Spear and was about to go forward to have a bloody battle with Gu Chi. But as soon as he made a move, the old Demon King Shentu stretched out a big handprint, which covered the sky and the earth in an instant and grabbed him.

"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities for you later. You are seriously injured now, why are you in such a hurry?" The old Demon King Shentu frowned and scolded. Without saying anything, he used the method of hiding the world in his sleeves to put him into his sleeves.

On the other side, the Holy Son of Xuanyuan was surrounded by shining holy light, with twenty-eight brilliant and colorful divine rings circulating around him, making him look like a sun god walking in the world.

"I am looking forward to meeting you next time, so that I can learn from you the methods of Fellow Daoist Qianhe." He had a faint smile on his face, and had long since restrained all his murderous intent. He regained his calmness and indifference, and calmly returned to the elders of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace.

The Holy Maiden Xuanyuan was pure and innocent, with a stunning beauty that could captivate a whole country. She was like a cold and elegant fairy walking in the Guanghan Palace, her clothes unstained by dust. She glanced at Gu Chi mercilessly with her phoenix eyes, and floated back to the elders. She also had no intention of fighting with Gu Chi at this time.

The Hongmeng Taoist Temple is overgrown with weeds, the foundation is cracked, and rotten tiles are everywhere. However, even in such a dilapidated and shabby mountain gate, the only two living people are each more powerful and difficult to deal with than the other.

Of course, there is also the big black dog that is stronger than a cow. It’s obvious that he is not an easy person to deal with.

"Qianhe has now become the successor of Hongmeng Dojo. I guess no one will dare to take advantage of her in the future, right?"

"Let's not even mention Ling Xiaoke's power. Just based on her own powerful fighting ability, how many of the young geniuses would dare to challenge her?"

The monks of various religions were discussing what happened today. The impact was really too great.

The people in the Prince of Xiang's Mansion were the most disappointed, and many of them looked pale. Among the younger generation of the clan, Xuan Yu, who was considered the top fighter, was no match for Gu Chi and died on the spot.

Among the older generation, the Half-Step Lord Yang Lie was unilaterally crushed by Ling Xiaoke, and even the Supreme Ancestor was defeated and fled. One can imagine how much of a blow this result was to them.

Yang Ji clenched his fists. This was a great shame, but they had no way to wash away the shame.

"go!"

Yang Ji looked at Gu Chi with resentment, angrily flicked his sleeves, and took everyone from the Prince of Xiang's Mansion across the void and left here, not wanting to stay any longer.