"Who is so unlucky as to dare to provoke Senior Brother Ling Tian?"

Among this group of people, there were many disciples of the Five Elements Sect, and they couldn't help but mourn for Lei Zhong.

Of course, the reason why they think this is because they don't know Lei Zhong's identity, otherwise, they wouldn't take it for granted.

"He's actually still alive?"

One of the few Five Elements Sect disciples who survived looked at Duan Lingtian with a bit of shock and disbelief in his eyes.

It was like seeing something incredible.

"Duan Lingtian!"

At the same time, a swift figure appeared in the sky above the side of the central palace in time.

As soon as Zhang Yan arrived, he saw Duan Lingtian killing someone.

"That person... doesn't seem to be the strong young man who came in from 'Entrance No. 2' with us?"

Looking at the body that was smashed into pulp, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed, showing a bit of shock.

Since it is not the person who came in from the No. 2 entrance, it can only be the person who came in from the No. 1 entrance.

Along the way, he had gained a certain understanding of the group of young powerful men who entered the Emperor Wu's secret vault. He knew that besides entrance No. 2, there was only one entrance, No. 1, where people came in.

The people who came in from Entrance 1 were a group of young disciples from the three major 'second-rate forces' in the Northern Desert.

"Duan Lingtian, in front of so many people, killed a second-rate disciple?"

Zhang Yan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although, along the way, he also killed several disciples of second-rate forces, but these were all without the knowledge of the second living person.

Let him kill the second-rate disciples in front of everyone. He thinks he doesn't have that much courage!

Compared with the "third-rate forces" like the Duanqing Sect, which he belonged to, the second-rate forces were only slightly different in strength and foundation, but their strength and foundation were vastly different!

"Xuanbei, what's going on?"

In the end, Zhang Yan couldn't help but look at the young monk standing not far away, and asked with Yuanli concentrated in his voice.

At this moment, the young monk looked at the young man in purple standing in the distance with a dull expression, and could not come back to his senses for a while.

Zhang Yan's Yuanli Condensation made him startled and he came back to his senses completely. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and responded with Yuanli Condensation, "What else could be going on... Duan Lingtian, the Thunder Bell of Chuyun Sect

'Get rid of it!"

When Duan Lingtian showed the power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons without using any spiritual weapons.

He knew that he was far from Duan Lingtian's opponent.

"Thunder Bell? I seem to have heard this name somewhere."
Chapter completed!