Mo Zhiyao's body swayed.
The severe pain in his body and the exhaustion caused by his nearly exhausted spiritual power made his vision blurred, his face turned pale, and his body started to tremble.
When Ling Long saw this, his expression suddenly changed, and he appeared beside Mo Zhiyao teleportingly, reaching out to hold him up.
"I was negligent."
Jade hand put on Mo Zhiyao's arm, and Ling Lu immediately noticed that the former's injury was quite serious at this moment.
Suddenly, her eyes turned cold.
"Kid, just hold on, I'll take you back to the palace right away."
After saying that, Linglong waved his jade arm lightly, and the crazily rotating spiritual energy storm around him suddenly dissipated.
After revealing his figure, Ling Lu's cold gaze, as sharp as a blade, fell directly on Nan Yamang opposite.
Seeing Ling Lun's gaze, Nan Yamang's heart suddenly trembled, and he vaguely sensed a sense of something bad.
"Palace Master" Nan Yamang gritted his teeth, forced a smile, bowed to Ling Long and said.
However, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
"You shouldn't hurt him."
Linglong's cold voice resounded over the square, and there was an unconcealable rage and murderous intent in it.
And the hearts of everyone in this square stopped for a beat at this moment.
Because they saw that the spiritual power in this space suddenly became violent as Ling Lu's words fell.
No one knew what happened to make Ling Lu furious to such an extent.
Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, Ling Long didn't give Nan Yamang a chance to speak again.
He raised his jade hand and then waved it down.
The indescribably majestic wave of spiritual power rolled up in this space like a tsunami, and then swept towards Nan Yamang in an extremely arrogant manner.
Nan Yamang's figure was instantly submerged in it.
The rioting spiritual power between heaven and earth turned into huge tornadoes, which suddenly took shape in the waves of spiritual power.
The next moment, many strong men were shocked to see the tornadoes, like rampaging angry dragons, whizzing down and diving into the vast ocean of spiritual power.
This space was directly distorted, and after the space folds accumulated to the extreme, they suddenly tore apart.
Such a terrifying scene lasted for only a few breaths before disappearing.
Peace returned to heaven and earth again, but the figure of Nan Yamang had completely disappeared.
Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone, including Mo Zhiyao, felt their scalps tingle.
That was a peak metamorphosis powerhouse with seven lines.
Under Ling Long's hands, he was wiped out so easily, and he couldn't even struggle to the death.
Countless eyes converged on that void.
Many people's faces alternated between green and white, and a deep fear emerged from the depths of their eyes.
There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.
"Is this the strength of a strong warrior?
It's really terrifying."
Mo Zhiyao couldn't help but swallowed, and his face was a little stiff.
Immediately, a fiery look appeared in his eyes.
Sooner or later, I will reach this level and surpass it After obliterating Nan Yamang, Ling Long raised his head, and his cold voice spread across the world.
"The Killing Guards obeyed the order and killed the Nanya family."
"Follow the palace master's order," the hazy voice fell, and behind the winner's stand, a group of figures in blue armor were seen, like a torrent of steel, rushing towards the outside of Luo City.
That direction was the one leading to the city.
The teleportation array of the Nanya Family is located.
At the same time, two other figures jumped into the field and dragged down Nan Yahong and the black-clothed elder who were like dead dogs.
The air in the entire square seemed to have solidified at this moment, filled with suffocating depression.
A series of frightened eyes fell on Mo Zhiyao.
What kind of relationship does this boy have with Palace Master Ling Ling?
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He actually made the latter act like a thunderous wrath, directly wiping out the entire Nanya family.
At the seats of the Xicheng Family, Xuan Yu and Xicheng Jiao looked at each other, both of them were shocked and speechless for a moment.
Obviously, such a scene was unexpected by both of them.
In fact, not only the two of them, but also Mo Zhiyao's eyelids twitched.
This Ling Lu's method was truly overbearing.
In one sentence, he could uproot the entire Nanya family and completely leave no one behind.
"Child, that Xicheng family?"
Just as Mo Zhiyao's heart was shaking, Linglong turned his head, the evil spirit in his beautiful eyes dissipated like a face change, and asked him softly.
"Well, Master, if you can, please take more care of me."
Mo Zhiyao was startled at first, and then said quickly.
He still has a lot of favorable impressions of Xicheng Jiao and Xuan Yu, so if he can help them, he will naturally help them.
"Okay."
Ling Lu did not hesitate, nodded slightly, then turned to face Xicheng Jiao and the others below and said: "From today on, all the territory and properties of the Nanya Family will be taken over by the Xicheng Family.
Moreover, the head of the Xicheng Family Xichengjiao has been promoted to the elder of the Sect of Killing Heavenly Palace.
No force in the Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea can infringe upon the Xicheng family in the slightest, otherwise they will all be punished."
After hearing what Ling Lu said, Xicheng Jiao and Xuan Yu were immediately stunned, almost wondering if there was something wrong with their hearing.
For a while, they both stood there stupidly, unable to react.
It was another elder behind them who gently pushed the two of them, and then they came back to their senses.
Immediately, Xicheng Jiao and Xuan Yu's faces were filled with ecstasy, and they fell down and bowed down.
"Thank you, Palace Master" Countless envious glances fell on the Xicheng family.
What kind of luck did the Xicheng family have that they got involved with Mo Zhiyao?
From now on, their status skyrocketed.
"Child, let's go."
After finishing these things, Linglong turned around and said to Mo Zhiyao.
Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, a soft force enveloped Mo Zhiyao, and the surrounding space suddenly became distorted.
When the space returned to calm again, the two figures had disappeared.
On the main stand, when the girl saw this, her beautiful big eyes flickered, and then she also broke through the space and teleported away.
After Ling Long and others left, the atmosphere in the square gradually relaxed.
Around them, many people began to come to the seats of the Xicheng Family to say hello.
These people looked disdainful before, but now they had to show the most kind and flattering smiles.
Because they understand that from today on, the Xicheng family's position in the Western Region of the Fog Demon Sea can be described as pivotal.
At this time, if you don’t come over quickly and try to find a way to build a good relationship, you’ll have a hole in your head.
In the vast and endless Tiansheng Mountains, huge and gorgeous palaces are located here.
The indescribably rich aura of heaven and earth turns into mist and lingers in this space.
Moreover, the aura of heaven and earth here does not contain the slightest trace of demonic aura, and is quite pure.
In the center of this palace complex, there is an even more majestic and huge palace.
The aura around the palace emits a bright aura due to its excessive richness, making it extremely dazzling.
In the main hall inside the He Palace, there is a figure sitting quietly cross-legged at this moment.
As he breathed in and out, the rhythm was mysterious, and streams of spiritual energy entangled and surrounded him like a swimming dragon, and then was absorbed into his body.
Not only that, there was a layer of faint emerald green light on the surface of his body that flickered from time to time, emitting astonishing fluctuations of vitality.
"Huh."
A mouthful of turbid air with a hint of blood spurted out from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and then slowly dissipated.
After being brought back to the Slaughter Lingtian Palace by Ling Long from Luocheng Square, Mo Zhiyao immediately began to heal his injuries.
After a day of recuperation, with the help of the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth and his own transformed wood spirit, all the injuries on his body at this moment have been recovered.
"Child, have you recovered from your injury?"
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A soft voice remembered, and Mo Zhiyao quickly looked up.
The person who spoke was none other than Ling Long.
At this moment, the veil on Ling Lu's face had been taken off, and the exposed face made Mo Zhiyao's eyes freeze and his breathing became stagnant.
Bright eyes, dark eyebrows, beautiful nose, white teeth, exquisite facial features, perfect without any flaws.
The snow-white and slender neck is as elegant as a swan, but between its brows, there is a touch of nobility of a high position.
A gorgeous and noble palace costume, which vividly displays its graceful curvature.
"Master, you have recovered."
Mo Zhiyao was slightly stunned for a moment because of the stunning appearance of Ling Long, and then he quickly collected his mind and said respectfully.
"Master" a clear voice sounded, it was the beautiful girl standing next to Ling Lu.
At this moment, there was a look of shock and surprise on the girl's cheek.
The previous conversation between Mo Zhiyao and Ling Lu was covered up by the spiritual storm, so others had no idea what they were talking about.
"Sister Ling Long, who is he?
Why do you call him Master?"
The girl raised her pretty eyebrows and looked at Ling Long and asked in confusion.
When Mo Zhiyao heard this, his heart suddenly moved.
This girl actually knows Ling Long's real name.
It seems that her relationship with the latter is anything but ordinary.
"He is my daughter's apprentice, that's why he calls me that."
Ling Long smiled and said to the girl beside him.
"Your daughter's apprentice" The surprise on the girl's cheeks became more intense, and her eyes immediately swept back and forth on Mo Zhiyao's body, her red lips pursed.
Obviously, he was very surprised that Mo Zhiyao had such an identity.
"Zhiyao, her name is Qingxin, she is my sister."
Ling Lu turned around and said to Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao's face suddenly froze and he opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Such a young girl is actually Ling Long’s sister.
So how should I call her grandma or grandma: