On the top of the mountain at the entrance of Lianhua Palace Mountain Gate, there is a majestic palace.
In the palace, there are elders and disciples of the Lianhua Palace who are responsible for guarding the entrance of the mountain gate.
When he discovered the vast number of people from Yuntian Sect, an elder of the Lotus Palace, immediately walked out of the hall with dozens of disciples.
"Dear friends from Yuntian Sect, I wonder what you are here?" The elder of the Lianhua Palace asked loudly.
Swish!
Mo Ling led everyone and landed on the top of the mountain as fast as the top of the mountain.
"Elder Lin, I am asking to see the Lord of the Palace." Mo Ling said with a smile. He knew the other party, an ordinary elder.
"You have so many people, what's wrong with the palace master?" The elder of the Lianhua Palace frowned and asked, when did Mo Ling become the young master?
"You don't need to pass it on!"
Tu Ying said lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed his big hand forward.
In an instant, a space was forcibly torn apart, revealing a wide-ranging world inside.
"What?"
This action immediately made the elders and disciples of the Lotus Palace widen their eyes in surprise.
Not only them, but even the elders and disciples of Yuntian Sect who followed were shocked.
The entrance of the Refining Hall is equipped with powerful formations to protect it, and ordinary warriors in the Creation Realm cannot break it by force.
Even the leader of Yuntian Sect had no such ability at all, and Tu Ying just grabbed it casually and broke the entrance.
What kind of strength is this?
"Walk!"
Seeing this, Mo Ling immediately stepped out and entered the Lotus Palace.
A group of people from Yuntian Sect followed and entered the Lotus Hall.
The dimensional world where the Lotus Palace is located is vast and the palaces and lofts are endless.
At this moment, because the entrance of the sect was broken, the strong men in the Lotus Palace also discovered the situation.
A large number of powerful people from the Lotus Palace flew over and stopped Mo Ling and others.
"Fu Lun, what are you going to do?"
A middle-aged strong man from the Lotus Palace, who was led, looked around at the people of the Tianzong of the Movement, shouted loudly, shaking all directions, showing the anger in his heart.
Fu Lun kept silent. He knew that the other party regarded him as the initiator, or that he was the leader of Yuntian Sect.
"Lord Yun Palace, don't be fine!" Mo Ling chuckled and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
This person is Yun Xiong, the owner of the Lotus Palace, and the father of Yun Man, the woman he once loved.
"Mo Ling, you mobilized so many people and destroyed the entrance formation of our Lotus Palace. Are you provoking my Lotus Palace?" Yun Xiong frowned and said, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"No, it's not just provocation, but I want you to surrender to Yuntian Sect." Mo Ling said with a smile.
The master’s purpose is to unify the Martial Clan, so Mo Ling knew in his heart that the Lotus Palace could be destroyed, but people could not all be wiped out.
"What did you say?"
When Yun Xiong heard this, he looked at Mo Ling as if he was a fool. Some of the other elders of the Lotus Palace were all like this.
submission?
Is this a joke?
"Submit to Yuntianzong, otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety!" Mo Ling said in a bland manner.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Yun Xiong suddenly burst into laughter, laughing very happily. He looked at Mo Ling with a sneer on his face and said, "Young-mouthed child, you are simply ignorant and fearless. No wonder Man'er doesn't like you!"
When Yunxiong mentioned Yun Man, Mo Ling's face suddenly became gloomy. This was an unforgettable pain in his heart.
"Where is Yun Man?"
Mo Ling asked loudly, looking around, and a large number of elders and disciples of the Refining Hall gathered around him.
Then, he saw a man and a woman holding hands in the distance, stepping into the void.
The woman has a graceful figure and is extremely beautiful. She is wearing a fiery red gauze skirt, and the hem of the skirt dances in the wind.
The man was obviously not a martial artist. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, with a pale green skin. The most strange thing was that his hair was a blooming green grass.
"See you sir!"
"See you sir!"
"See you sir!"
All the elders and disciples of the Lotus Palace saw this strange man kneeling on one knee and saluted with respect.
Even Fu Lun, the second elder of Yuntian Sect, and a group of people from Yuntian Sect, all knelt on one knee with a respectful expression.
It’s not because of how strong this strange man is in cultivation, but because this strange man is a strong man in the spirit clan.
This is the hierarchical suppression and racial suppression under the racial system of the Soul Clan.
The Jing tribe is one level higher than the Wu tribe.
The Spirit Clan is a strange race, somewhat similar to the demon race, but the essence of the Spirit Clan is not a beast, but a plant, or even spiritual herbs.
Mo Ling frowned slightly. No wonder Yun Man looked down on him. It turned out that he had reached the spirit clan.
Yun Man and the Jing tribe man came holding hands, enjoying the kneeling of countless people along the way, with a strong sense of arrogance on his face.
"Yun Man, it's because of him that you hurt me so much?" Mo Ling did not kneel down. His face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were staring at Yun Man tightly.
"It's just competition, how can you harm you!"
Yun Man shook her head and said, "Don't bother me anymore, I, Yun Man, already have someone I like."
"Just him?"
Mo Ling looked at the strange man. He seemed to be useless except for being a clan.
Only when his cultivation level is at its highest level is far inferior to his.
"Yuqiu is an adult from the Jing clan. He is more advanced than you. You can never compare with each other!" Yun Man sneered and grabbed the palm of the man beside her.
Her words were extremely straightforward, but they were also extremely real.
In addition, in her opinion, Yuqiu is a spirit clan and has a good talent, and is more advanced than all the people of the martial arts clan.
Choosing a person from the Spicy Clan to become a partner is something that all the women of the Martial Clan dream of.
"Why don't you, a few of you, the lower-ranking people of the Martial Clan, kneel down when you see me?"
Yu Qiu, a young man from the genius who had been expressionless, finally spoke, looking around Mo Ling, Tu Ying, Su Xiaomo and Su Linger in cold eyes.
"Young Sect Master..."
The second elder Fu Lun immediately signaled Mo Ling, indicating that Mo Ling felt like he was kneeling down.
It is true that their Yuntian Sect is very strong now, but they must not be intimidated with the people of the Jing Clan.
Yun Man's snow-white chin raised slightly, waiting for Mo Ling to kneel down.
She enjoyed this feeling and everyone could only look up to her.
"Oh my God! I can't stand it anymore!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from Su Xiaomo's mouth.
Su Xiaomo's face was extremely wonderful, with a burst of blue and a burst of white.
Originally, he came here this time to follow his father's instructions and come out to temper his skills. He could not act recklessly and obey Tu Ying and Mo Ling's arrangements, but now he can't stand it anymore.
The person in front of me is so angry!
"We are inferior? Let us kneel?"
Su Xiaomo sneered and shouted: "I'll kneel down to your ancestors!"
Chapter completed!