Chapter 767: Lin Hao Returns!
Beyond the endless frontier, in the empty space.
Qingling stopped, and in front of him stood a pale-haired old man with a bird mark between his brows, representing his identity.
"Elder Mu, junior..."
Qing Ling bent down and was about to say something, but saw the white-haired old man wave his hand.
"I already know about Xiaoyue's affairs, and it's not your fault."
After hearing this, Qing Ling lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly, making the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
"There is no doubt that Xiaoyue has developed feelings for Lin Hao, which we cannot tolerate! There is only one thing to do now, get rid of him!"
Elder Mu's tone was calm, as if he was talking about a very trivial matter.
Qingling hesitated: "But, Xiaoyue's oath..."
Elder Mu raised his hand and interrupted him.
"I didn't say to kill him directly, but to cut off his talent! Let him not make any progress for ten years, and still stay in the solidification stage."
"At that time, Xiaoyue would naturally not fall in love with him and give up on him. This is the best result." Elder Mu said indifferently.
Qingling suddenly realized: "I understand!"
Xiaoyue has Lin Hao in her heart, and it is impossible for her to obey with peace of mind. Whether it is killing Lin Hao or making him disappear, it is not a sensible move.
There is only one way to turn Lin Hao into a waste, and he still cannot survive the catastrophe in ten years!
At that time, arrange for Xiaoyue to meet Lin Hao again. Seeing that Lin Hao is such a waste, Xiaoyue will definitely not fall in love with him. Once her heart changes, everything will be easy to talk about.
"The goddess of our Tianfeng clan can only marry the holy blood of the clan! Lin Hao is a little python, no matter how talented he is, he is just a trash blood!"
"Qingling, your talent is not bad, but your bloodline is not good enough. If you have enough chances, and there is no suitable member of the holy bloodline in the clan, it's not like you don't have a chance."
Elder Mu's words immediately made Qingling overjoyed.
What he said was correct, the holy blood in the clan, only some of the older generation of powerhouses, have lived at least 300,000 years.
Xiaoyue is also the only holy blood that has been born in 300,000 years.
Qing Ling is of the blood of the Heaven Grade, second only to the Saint Grade, as long as there is no competitor, he also has some hope.
"Thank you, elder!" Qing Ling clasped her fists happily.
At this time, Qing Ling was a little worried again.
"By the way, Elder, besides our Tianfeng clan, are there any saint-grade bloodlines outside?"
He was a little worried that it would be bad if other divine beasts on the mainland became competitors.
"Don't worry, if it's a divine beast outside the clan, even the blood of the holy rank is not enough, it must be the legendary divine rank! Only then can it be worthy of our goddess!" Elder Mu said slowly.
"Divine product!"
Qingling's eyes brightened.
Afterwards, he laughed loudly: "Don't worry about it, I am bound to win!"
Apart from the Tianfeng clan, there are quite a few other beast races hidden in the gaps in space.
But those divine beast races even have very few bloodlines of the heavenly grade, and there may be one or two of the holy grade occasionally.
As for the gods, it's impossible! Because the race that can give birth to the blood of the gods has been extinct since ancient times!
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Skyline Sword Sect.
Lin Hao sat cross-legged on the edge of the Yaowang Valley. In front of him was the Yaowang City, which was divided into two by the sword marks of thousands of miles. He looked into the distance with deep eyes.
Behind him, Feng Wuya, Taoist Xuanji, Bai Wushuang and others stood side by side, their aura was completely different from a month ago.
This month, they have resources such as the Sword Will Stone, which can be said to be even more powerful, their talents have exploded, and they have all comprehended Xiao Yuan's martial arts will.
Especially Feng Wuya, who faintly touched the barrier of the Transcending Tribulation Period, was only short of an opportunity, and this battle might be the opportunity.
"According to the message from the monitoring formation, the crusade against the coalition forces is already on its way, and it is estimated that they will arrive early tomorrow morning!"
Bai Wushuang cupped his hands at Lin Hao.
"How many people are in the coalition army?" Lin Hao asked without changing his face.
"A total of ninety-eight forces participated,
The total number of people exceeds 100,000, and there may be 20 people at the peak of the solidification stage! Of course, this is on the surface, and there may be some in the dark. "Bai Wushuang replied.
Lin Hao nodded slightly.
There are 100,000 disciples in the Moyun Palace alone, and at least 10,000 participated in the battle. There are more than that in the coalition forces.
However, to Lin Hao, the number of people is just a series of numbers, no matter how many or how few.
"Senior Lin, do you really want to do it yourself?" Feng Wuya who was behind him asked repeatedly.
A month ago, Lin Hao had said that at most he would deal with Master Hailing and would not help, but now it is different.
"Um!"
Lin Hao just nodded without explaining too much.
"Yes!" Feng Wuya couldn't see through Lin Hao's thoughts, and didn't ask any further questions.
In fact, under the stimulation of Lin Hao a month ago, everyone in the Skyline Sword Sect seized the time to practice, did not dare to neglect at all, and set up countless strategies to deal with various measures.
They are now 60% sure to fight against the coalition forces, and it's just that Master Hai Ling is more difficult to deal with.
Now that Lin Hao has joined, the confidence is naturally higher.
"Whizzing!"
In the sky, two middle-aged men in luxurious brocade robes sat cross-legged on the clouds, overlooking the land below.
One of them has gray eyebrows, the other has blond hair.
These two people are obviously the two top executives of the Vientiane Chamber of Commerce, both monks in the Tribulation Period.
"Brother Feng! Do you think this Skyscar Sword Sect can stop this catastrophe?" One of the blond-haired middle-aged people laughed.
"Comparatively, even if Lin Hao sits on the top of the mountain, he can't be the opponent of the real Hailing!"
The wind sage said with certainty: "Even if I do it myself, I may not be able to escape from the hands of Master Hailing!"
"Is it so scary? He's just a soul body!" The blond middle-aged man was surprised.
In his eyes, only the soul body is left, which means that the strength is absolutely non-existent, and the real person of the third calamity may not be as threatening as a complete real person of the first calamity.
"Hehe, you forgot, the one who can survive the soul calamity is the Daoist of the Three Tribulations! How can his method be as simple as martial arts will?" Feng Xianzhe sneered.
The blond-haired middle-aged man touched his chin: "That's true. Since Master Hailing is a genius in Nanfengyu, he must have a lot of cards. This is a variable."
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This battle can be said to be the most magnificent one in Dongling Prefecture for thousands of years.
This battle attracted the attention of all the forces in Dongling Prefecture, and they more or less sent their eyeliners to watch near the Skyline Sword Sect.
Vientiane Chamber of Commerce also attaches great importance to this.
The resources obtained by Tianhen Jianzong make anyone jealous, and if they want to force them to hand them over, they can only use force.
Since Lin Hao came back that day, he just sat quietly on the mountain gate without moving.
His eyes were as calm as ever, but a little different from before!