Whether they were people who knew the woman next to Ling Susu or those who didn't, their hearts were in turmoil. Ling Susu's words made it very clear. If anyone here hurts Guo Lin, he will be buried with the Diyan clan. Judging from her cold tone,
It seems that it is by no means a threat, but a statement of such a fact.
But why does Lingxiao Palace want to protect Guo Lin?! Not to mention Lady Hong and others, even Jin Xianglu and others don’t understand. After hearing this, everyone standing on Guo Lin’s side became excited and threatened to kill Guo Lin.
The body of a person who seizes the Demon Refining Heart Sutra is as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
Except for the sound of the wind that was still howling high in the sky, there was nothing else. Silence, extremely quiet, deathly silence.
"Master Wife, what is a seventh-turn saint?"
Guo Lin said doubtfully.
Jin Xianglu was still immersed in shock and excitement. After hearing Guo Lin's words, she said: "That is the existence that surpasses all saints. When the strength reaches the high level of saint refining, climbing up is not refining gods, but
He is a first-turn saint. A first-turn saint can suppress many high-level saint refiners without losing. And this seventh-turn saint..."
Jin Xianglu paused, took a breath and then said: "Even if there are hundreds of high-level saints who work together, they are no match for her." After saying that, she took a deep look at Guo Lin and thought to herself, what is Brother Feng doing?
What kind of monster did he cultivate? Even I can't see through him.
Guo Lin was shocked, and then he raised his head, and the seventh-turn saint high in the sky spoke.
"The palace master has an order..."
The ethereal voice seemed to come from the fairy world.
In a word, everyone in the audience knelt down except Guo Lin, who still didn't understand. Su Mengdie also knelt down.
The seventh-turn saint seemed to be very accustomed to such treatment. She said expressionlessly and coldly: "No one from the older generation in Zhongzhou is allowed to take action against Guo Lin. Anyone who violates this will be shot without mercy..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red lady, old man Fengchen, Mo Kun, and Yan Xinhun were all shaken. They spat out blood with a puff, and their spirits immediately became depressed.
"Ling Susu, you really surprised me." Guo Lin said in his heart. He never thought that Ling Susu, who he met by chance in the Obscene Demon Mountains and whose virginity was accidentally taken away by him, actually had such a talent.
Huge energy. No wonder when Lin Zifeng and Lin Lan appeared, Ling Susu who was clearly in Lianyun Baifeng did not show up. It turned out that she had gone to invite someone from Lingxiao Palace.
At the same time, Guo Lin also saw the horror of Lingxiao Palace today. No wonder everyone in Zhongzhou changed their color after hearing about Lingxiao Palace. The elders in Penglai Pavilion were so respectful to Ling Susu.
The seventh-turn saint who came under orders had such great power that he could easily injure all the pavilion masters and palace masters. Guo Lin was wondering, what kind of existence was the palace master she mentioned? Is he a god?
Also, how many people in Lingxiao Palace have such strength? But why do they want to help him, just because of Lingsusu?
What is Ling Susu's status in Lingxiao Palace? She persuaded the palace master to help her? Questions flashed through Guo Lin's mind one after another, but there was no answer.
Lingxiao Palace intervened in this matter, and Lady Hong and others did not dare to make any mistakes. Even though they were full of bitterness and unwillingness, they could only break their teeth and swallow it. But the pair stared fiercely like poisonous snakes.
Guo Lin's eyes showed the rage in their hearts.
The Seventh Turn Saint paused slightly for a moment on the enigmatic and mysterious master of the God's Gift Pavilion, and said: "Everyone, get up."
Jin Xianglu bowed her hands and said: "Sage Liuli, Zhongzhou is in crisis. The Lord of the Underworld may tear through the defense line at any time. The war is imminent. I don't know what the instructions from the Lord of the Palace are."
It turns out that this seventh-turn saint is named Liuli.
Wrapped in the colorful glow, she looked like a rainbow fairy. The woman turned around and said: "Since our palace has intervened, Lord Hades has only a few days to live. Next, the saint will make the decision, and I will return to the palace to resume my life."
"Best farewell to the saint!"
Everyone bowed respectfully again, with extremely pious expressions.
The Glazed Saint gently glanced at Guo Lin and Chu Xue beside him, then turned into a colorful ray of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.
As soon as the Glazed Saint left, those who were oppressed by her momentum all breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Susu flew down and arrived at Jin Xianglu's side. When she glanced at Chuxue, there was a complicated look in her eyes. She faced the pavilion masters and the palace master and said indifferently: "Everyone, please go back. Today's matters
, that’s it.”
Wei Laotian, Mo Kun, and the Red Lady gritted their teeth and said, "Yes, Saint!" If Tianxuan Sect intervenes and tells them not to give up, then if Lingxiao Palace intervenes, it will make them despair.
"Wait a minute."
The pavilion masters who stood at the highest position in Zhongzhou were about to turn around and leave, but a cold and unruly voice suddenly sounded. Hearing the sound, they turned around and their eyes gathered, it was Ye Xiuran.
Several elders of the Diyan Sect beside him were sweating. "Young Master, Lingxiao Palace has already spoken out. We must not make any mistakes."
When the seventh-turn saint arrived and Ling Susu said those words, Ye Xiuran suddenly discovered that the identity of the third son of the Diyan clan, which he was once proud of, turned out to be so humble.
Ye Xiuran glanced at the old man coldly, then turned to look at Ling Susu, who had an indifferent expression. The unwillingness in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Finally, Ye Xiuran looked at Guo Lin again and said with a sinister expression: "Guo Lin, do you still remember our three-day appointment?" His words revealed a strong murderous intention without concealment. He was jealous of Guo Lin and hated him.
Guo Lin wanted to throw him into the oil pan and cook him for three days and three nights. He wanted to torture him piece by piece until he died.
Ling Susu's performance today almost made Ye Xiuran's heart die. After his heart died, his initial possessiveness towards Ling Susu turned into hatred for Guo Lin.
He hated him, hated him beyond measure. At this time, he just wanted to cruelly kill him bit by bit in front of so many people. Only in this way could Ye Xiuran vent the anger in his heart.
Ye Xiuran smiled sinisterly and said: "The palace master's order is that the older generation is not allowed to take action against Guo Lin. However, I am of the same generation as him. In this way, it does not violate the palace master's will. Dear pavilion masters and palace masters, I hope you will
Stay and be a witness. Today, I will have a contest with Guo Linlai. Life or death!"
Hearing Ye Xiuran's words, everyone was stunned. Then the faces of Red Lady, Old Man Fengchen, Yan Xinhun, Mo Kun, etc. slowly recovered, revealing a hint of smile, and the smile was sinister.
The red lady smiled and said: "Young Master Ye's face will naturally be given to you. I, Youmei Pavilion, will not leave for the time being."
Old Man Feng Chen said: "Both of you are young people with amazing talent and beauty. How can I miss such an invitation to fight?"
With a move of his hand, Yan Xinhun pulled He Zuo'an, who had a pair of shining blue eyes, to his side. Jie Jie said with a sinister smile: "Disciple, watch carefully."
Mo Kun flashed a cold smile: "Master Ye, if you can avenge my son, I, Cangsong Mansion, will owe you a huge favor."
The mysterious God-given Pavilion Master did not speak.
Less than one day passed in three days. But Ye Xiuran was afraid that once Guo Lin left Zhongzhou, he would have no chance. He sneered and said: "Guo Lin, can you accept my challenge? Of course, if you are afraid, you can also choose
No fight. Kneel down and kowtow ten times, and I will pretend there is no such agreement."
Ye Xiuran wanted to prove that Ling Susu's vision was wrong. He wanted to prove that he, Ye Xiuran, was thousands of times stronger than Guo Lin.
Hundreds of gazes converged on Guo Lin like searchlights. The latter was seen smiling, with a gentle smile on his handsome and charming face.
Guo Lin crossed his arms and said, "Ye Xiuran, I want to let you live for two more days. Since you want to die so much, I will grant it to you."
He had been suppressed for so long and was about to vent, but he didn't expect Ye Xiuran to come to the door automatically. Guo Lin was smiling, but his smile became cruel.
Ye Xiuran said: "Master of Ling Island, you won't stop me from dueling with Guo Lin." At this time, looking up at Ling Susu, Ye Xiuran only felt that there was an insurmountable gap between the two. She was superior.
Saintess of Lingxiao Palace, she can make her Diyan Sect disappear into ashes with just one word.
Ling Susu glanced at Guo Lin, who was wearing dragon gold armor, and saw that the latter's energy wings had disappeared, and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. She said: "You can fight if you want. You don't need to ask me for permission.
Opinion."
Jin Xianglu grabbed Guo Lin and said, "Ye Xiuran has been passed down by Ye Renzhen, the master of the Diyan Sect. There are almost no opponents below the same level. Lin'er, you have some confidence."
Guo Lin stopped his smile and said seriously: "Ten percent." He turned to Lin Zifeng and said, "Slut, do you still remember our agreement?".
Lin Zifeng said with a smile: "Why don't you remember? It seems that you can't make it on the first road."
Guo Lin nodded and said, "I choose the second path." After saying that, he flew up.
Unexpectedly, Guo Lin was so agitated. Ye Xiuran sneered and flew forward: "Guo Lin, do you still remember our agreement?"
A competition at the highest level among the younger generation began, and everyone was full of expectations. The pavilion masters, palace masters, and the elders of the two sects of Tianxuan Sect and Diyan Sect all retreated, forming a group headed by Guo Lin.
A circle with Ye Xiuran as the center.
"Master, be careful."
Su Mengdie frowned slightly and prayed in her heart. She felt someone was looking at her, and when she turned around unconsciously, it was the saint, Ling Susu.
The two looked at each other, and not long after, their intertwined gazes separated again.
Everyone fell silent and turned their attention to the center.
I saw Guo Lin folding his arms, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Of course I remember, you said. You want to lose, you want to recognize me as your father, and you have to die to apologize. Forget it, I will teach you a lesson.
Such an unfilial son."
In front of everyone, Guo Lin even wanted to humiliate himself. He had to pay a price. Hearing the whispers from around him, Ye Xiuran's lungs were about to explode. He said viciously: "If you lose, I will too."
I don’t want you to leave Ling Island Master. I can’t break up this pair of bastards like you. How about you give me your Demon Refining Heart Sutra and Demon Sealing Ring?”
"Bah!" The voice was crisp.
Just as he finished speaking, a bright red palm print appeared on Ye Xiuran's face. Ye Xiuran turned his head angrily, but saw the murderous intent in Ling Susu's eyes. He was startled, and immediately turned his head back, not daring to say a word again.
Disrespectful words to her.
Guo Lin saw all this, he shook his head and said: "Then it will be as you wish."