Vice President Qingyu looked at Hu Ying in front of him, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes. He asked with a smile: "Vice President Hu Ying, what's wrong with you? Why are you calling for help in the cemetery?"
At this moment, Huying could no longer care about the grudge between him and Qingyu. He shouted at Qingyu: "Qingyu, the grudge between us is just a trivial matter. But if I die here today, you should know how much trouble it will cause! Huying
The grudges between the clan and the Tianxiahui will be intensified as a result, can you afford the consequences?"
His voice was full of fear and anger, and it was obvious that it no longer had the majesty of the past. However, his words made everyone present feel a little uneasy.
The cooperation between the Tiger Clan and the Tianxiahui has lasted for hundreds of years. If it were destroyed, the consequences would be disastrous.
Vice President Qingyu frowned. Although he deeply disliked Huying and even hoped that Huying could disappear forever, he also knew Huying's identity and status.
Hu Ying is different from Hu Jing. If Hu Jing dies, the Hu clan may only experience slight fluctuations, but if Hu Ying dies, the consequences will be disastrous.
As the overlord of the world, the Tiger Clan is so huge and influential that no force dares to underestimate it.
If Hu Ying is killed on the territory of Tianxiahui, the Hu clan will definitely come to hold him accountable. Although Tianxiahui is powerful by then, it will not be able to offend such a powerful ethnic group easily.
Qingyu sighed helplessly. He looked at Ling Xiao, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew Ling Xiao's strength and methods, and also knew Ling Xiao's hatred for Huying. But he also knew that if Ling Xiao really
If you kill Hu Ying, it will bring endless trouble to the world.
"Ling Xiao, no matter what happens, let Vice President Huying go first." Vice President Qingyu said solemnly, "You have to know that the last time you killed Hu Jing, you caused a huge disaster.
If you really kill Vice President Hu Ying this time, the trouble will be even greater."
His words were full of admonitions and warnings. He hoped that Ling Xiao could calm down and not make impulsive decisions. After all, although Ling Xiao was gifted and powerful, the world was not his alone. He still had
We need to consider the world.
"Vice Dean Qingyu, the doubts and scrutiny in your eyes are like knives, which have completely hurt my young heart. Do you really think that I, a disciple at the peak of Feitian Realm, can easily kill Hunyuan Realm in this cemetery?"
Vice-dean Hu Ying of the Fourth Level?"
Ling Xiao looked at Vice President Qingyu, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he was playing with a carefully designed puzzle.
He sighed, his voice full of powerlessness and innocence: "Vice Dean, you also know that my strength is meager and I am only at the peak of Feitian Realm. Facing a powerful being like Vice Dean Hu Ying, how can I dare to be disrespectful in any way?
Let alone kill him, I don't even have the courage to get close."
He looked around, his eyes scanning everyone's faces, as if looking for resonance. "The one who really wants to kill him is not me. There seems to be a powerful force hidden in this cemetery, and it is the mastermind behind the scenes."
Ling Xiao's voice was low and mysterious, as if he was revealing an unknown secret.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. They looked at Ling Xiao, their eyes full of surprise and confusion. Yes, how could Ling Xiao defeat Vice Dean Hu Ying who was at the fourth level of Hunyuan Realm? This was like a nightmare.
Tan.
"I'm leaving now. Things here have nothing to do with me." Ling Xiao said, turning around to leave. His figure looked more lonely and determined in the moonlight. And the Netherworld Dragon seemed to have received an order, and instantly
Disappeared into the night.
Vice President Qingyu and others looked at each other, and they all understood the fact: Ling Xiao might be just a pawn in this conspiracy, but the real mastermind behind the scenes was hiding in the dark, quietly observing all this.
Just when everyone was shocked by Ling Xiao's words, a looming figure suddenly appeared deep in the cemetery.
This figure exuded a powerful aura, as if it were a god coming out of the underworld, with extremely terrifying power, which frightened the masters of the House of Commons present.
This figure is actually Qiu Shuikui. She originally only had a spirit body, but she took to herself like a fish in water in this cemetery and began her own path of ghost cultivation.
After a long period of practice, she has broken through the peak of the martial soul realm and entered a new realm. Her aura is so powerful and deep that it seems to be able to swallow all life.
"You disturbed my Qingxiu. He still wants to live. Are you thinking too much?" Qiu Shuikui's voice was cold and clear, and every word seemed to be filled with cold murderous intent.
She raised her hand and struck out with a palm. Wherever the wind of the palm passed, the air seemed to be torn apart. Vice Dean Huying was instantly reduced to nothing in front of this terrifying power, without even a chance to resist.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock, their hearts filled with fear and awe. They had never thought that such a terrifying power was hidden in this cemetery.
No one thought that there was such a terrifying spirit body in this cemetery. They had never thought of it before.
However, the okra didn't stay long.
After releasing that palm, her figure became looming again, and finally disappeared into the depths of the cemetery.
Although she is already very powerful, the time she can stay outside is shorter. Because she knows that her strength is not enough to support her long-term existence in this world.
She needs to return to the cemetery and continue her path of ghost cultivation, hoping that one day she can truly control her own destiny.
Because the way of ghost cultivation goes against the will of nature, a slight mistake will lead to divine punishment. Qiu Shuikui knows very well that once he stays in the outside world for too long, he will suffer the destructive thunder disaster.
That thunder catastrophe is not something that ordinary cultivators can easily survive. For ghost cultivators like her, it is even more of a fatal threat.
If ordinary monks have a 50% chance of surviving through the tribulation, then for Qiu Shuikui, the survival rate of this thunder tribulation may not even be 10%.
This is why she doesn't dare to stay outside for too long.
Before, she could barely support fighting in the outside world for a few hours, but as her cultivation level improved and the power of ghost cultivators was exposed, she found that the connection between herself and the world was getting weaker and weaker, and the amount of time she could bear in the outside world was also greatly reduced.
shorten.
Now, she can only fight in the outside world for a quarter of an hour at most, and then she must return to the depths of the cemetery, otherwise she will face the disaster of thunder and disaster.
Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was still pretending to cry, as if he had been greatly wronged.
His face was full of tears, but his eyes shone with a cunning light, and his voice was full of helplessness and innocence: "Boss, you have also seen that this is really none of my business. How dare I kill the deputy dean? Even if
If I want to kill, I have to have that ability. I almost died here myself."