Chapter 841 Chapter 842

Lin Lang glanced at him, his eyes were as cold as ice, and Wang Xinru also gave Cheng Xi a hard look. It's just that neither of them paid any attention to him.

"Uncle?" Lin Lang frowned slightly: "Who is your mother?"

"Wang Tingting."

Lin Lang was stunned, but also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, more than twenty years later, the girl who was stuck behind his buttocks before had also married as a wife.

Unknowingly, Lin Lang's face also showed a trace of tenderness. Not everyone has forgotten the sect he established with his own hands.

"Fortunately, uncle is finally back." Wang Xinru smiled sweetly, took Lin Lang's arm, and said, "It's time to take back what belongs to me."

"The current Ye Xuanzong is our enemy except those old friends, so try to suppress those high-level disciples. As for the ordinary disciples, they don't understand these things."

The chaos within Ye Xuanzong is always a game of high-level people. As for these ordinary disciples, how do they know this? They are just pawns of others.

"I know."

Lin Lang smiled and went up step by step. Similarly, there were still many Ye Xuanzong strongmen who came forward, but in the end only the pro-democracy movement was suppressed by Lin Lang.

On the top of the mountain, there is a faint manifestation of the real shape holding a giant axe, like a god and demon, filling the world.

"It's Lord Protector Ding!"

All the disciples were overjoyed.

Ding Yi.

One of the top ten experts of Xuanzong Ye, once served as the chief protector of Xuanzong Ye, and now he has retired to the second line and even ranks in the seat of the Supreme Elder, with strong strength.

What appeared in front of his eyes was his real form, not his real body. But it is not trivial, after all, Ding Yi is also a strong celestial immortal, even if he does not come in real form, he is by no means comparable to the likes of earth immortals.

Compared to the joyful disciples of Michelle Ye Sect.

Wang Tingting was not worried at all, because she knew that Lin Lang had already reached the realm of a celestial being when he traversed the Kunxu world, and now that twenty years have passed, how could a body of cultivation be unable to do anything to a real celestial being?

In front of Lin Lang, Tianxian is also pitifully weak.

He raised his hand and slapped it, and the palm print covered hundreds of miles. The demon god holding the giant ax roared wildly, but he was still helpless and died instantly.

at the same time.

On the top of Ye Xuanzong's mountain, there are also several thoughts touching each other, which is the communication between several supreme divine consciousnesses of Ye Xuanzong.

"He's back."

"Kill it. What you and I have done these years, with his character, will never let it go. What's more, now that you and I have broken through the heavens, why are you afraid of him?"

"Join hands and kill him to avoid future troubles!"

The communication between several thoughts is very simple, and it also recedes like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, several tyrannical auras from Ye Xuanzong shot up into the sky, and several figures walked out from the mountain, with a majestic celestial aura overwhelming the world.

The deputy suzerain looks coldly!

Supreme Elder Xue E!

Chief Guardian Ding Yi!

The Lord of the Falling Star Pavilion!

Master of the Star Pavilion!

These people were giants who once took refuge in Ye Xuanzong's account. Later, with the changes in the world, they also broke through the shackles of their original realms and ascended to heaven.

Now he is the unborn ruler of Ye Xuanzong.

"Where's King Jianjiang?" Ding Yi looked around and frowned. Originally, during the brief exchange just now, King Jianjiang, one of the top ten powerhouses in Kunxu, did indeed express his opinion.

It's just that when it was time to make a move, King Jianjiang himself shrank back.