Lit The Supreme Being

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"Twelfth elders, you calm down your anger and hurt your body!" Duan Zhen crouched hurriedly to comfort Lu Wu who was kneeling on the ground.

Lu Wu's eyes were red, and he roared without demeanor: "Duan Zhen! How can you calm me down!"

"Ye Ling is my hope! He is only forty years old and is already a holy alchemist! If he does not die, he will have a bright future, and my status will rise with the tide!"

"Even if I don't talk about this, I really do good for this child! I have devoted all my efforts to him for so many years, but as a result, it was all in vain because of Tan Yun!"

"Duan Zhen, tell me? How should I calm my anger..." Lu Wu roared and spouted blood again.

Anger and sadness ravaged Lu Wu's heart. He lay on the ground, clutching his chest, shaking his whole body, his originally black hair turned white quickly!

After a few breaths, my head is already full of gray hair!

Seeing this scene, where did Duan Zhen dare to tell the truth and tell Lu Wu that he let Ye Ling deal with Tan Yun?

He has no doubt that once he said it, Lu Wu would tear himself up on the spot!

"Twelve Elders, what shall we do next?" Duan Zhen said tremblingly.

"What to do..." Lu Wu raised his head, staring at Duan Zhen like a wild beast, and said in a low voice: "Let the disciple deal with Tan Yun again, it is to die! With the strength of your soul refining state, it is easy to kill Tan Yun. May I know how to do it?"

"When he came out of the mustard space-time pagoda, his subordinates killed him without knowing it!" Duan Zhen looked fierce...

An hour later, two beams of light fell from the sea of ​​clouds on the Bingqing Immortal Mountain, turning into Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng with flying swords.

The two of them faced the Bingqing Hall where the door was closed, and bowed and said, "Old slave Wende, Qingfeng, see the young lady if something happens."

"Come in." With a peaceful and lonely sound, the door of the palace slowly opened.

Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng smiled, and the moment they entered the hall, their smiles solidified on their faces.

But seeing the extremely thin Bingqing Daoist at this moment, she became thinner and thinner. She sat on the jade chair and looked at Shen Wende and Shen Qingfeng, with a strong smile on their pale and stunning faces.

"Miss, since your goodbye five days ago, why have you become so haggard now!" Shen Wende looked at Dao Bing Qing with distress.

The same is true for Shen Qingfeng.

In the past five days, no one knew how she spent it, and no one understood her feelings of suffering.

Five days ago, the three elders of the immortal Danmai: Zhou Wuyun, told her that one month later, he would come to collect the elixir: Turtle Breath Ice Orchid, Ghost Yin Stone Lotus, Burning Spirit Grass, and Five Resurrection Jade Grasses. She passed in helpless despair!

Because if you can't deliver it by then, you will be put to death!

Are you afraid of death?

afraid!Of course she's afraid, who can live and die, isn't it?

But for her, what is more terrifying than death is that after her death, she cannot avenge her father!

Can't fulfill my mother's dying wish!

She doesn't want to die.However, in just one month, how could it be possible for me to find four elixir!

Therefore, in this endless torture, she was already haggard and outrageous after only five days.

But she knew that Shen Qingfeng and Shen Wende were kind and loving to herself like a granddaughter.She didn't want them to worry about herself, so she forced a smile, "It's nothing, but I feel a little tired recently. It will be fine in a few days."

"Yeah." Shen Qingfeng reproached himself, "At the beginning, the lady gave the resurrection jade grass to the old slave. It was the old slave's negligence and failed to keep the resurrection jade grass.

"Okay, I won't mention it once the matter is over." Bing Qing Daoist said softly, "Why are you here today?"

Shen Wende immediately took a step forward and said: "The old slave wants to accept Tan Yun as a personal disciple, and I beg your lady to agree."

"Naughty!" Bing Qing Daoist, somewhat displeased, "Tan Yun killed Li Zi'an, he did have the ability to leapfrog the challenge, but he is a dead soul after all. If you accept him, will you not be laughed at in the future?"

"Miss, you listened to the old slave to finish." Shen Wende was too excited, causing his voice to tremble, "Miss, just over an hour ago, Tan Yun and Ye Ling fought a decisive battle and killed Ye Ling unscathed."

"The old slave firmly believes that Tan Yun is strong enough to be named on the Wolong List!"

The Ice Cleaner suddenly stood up, "What did you say? Ye Ling is dead!"

"Ha ha ha ha, yes miss..." Shen Wende laughed, and was suddenly interrupted by the cold voice of the Bing Qing Dao, "What are you laughing at? Yes, I was shocked by Tan Yun's strength, but Ye Ling is our genius disciple. He is already a holy alchemist at a young age!"

"We only have 36 disciples of holy-rank alchemy masters in our pill veins. Each of them has devoted the efforts of the great elders, and it is the face of our pill veins. How can you still laugh!"

Shen Wende lowered his head, "The young lady calmed down. It was the old slave who said the wrong thing regardless of the overall situation."

The Bing Qing Taoist took a deep breath and said coldly: "This Tan Yun, who just made meritorious service five days ago, has slightly changed my opinion of him, but now I have killed Ye Ling again. It is really annoying and hateful!"

"Let him stay in the handyman's medicine garden, how can a disciple of a dead-felt soul refine a pill?"

Hearing this, Shen Wende bit his scalp and said, "Miss, if Tan Yun is not a fetal soul, can you let him worship the old slave?"

"What's the meaning of this?" Bing Qingdao frowned slightly.

"Miss, this kid Tan Yun is hidden, he is not a dead soul at all." Shen Wende praised his eyes: "The old slave saw with his own eyes, Tan Yun set up the sword formation and displayed the power of gold in the sword formation!"

"What? Impossible!" Bing Qing Daoist's beautiful eyes showed seven points of shock and three points of confidence, "When I was selecting disciples at the outer door, I also quietly observed Tan Yun's fetal soul. Although, his fetal soul was full of Faintly golden, but there is no spirit power fluctuation, it is clearly a dead soul, how can he control the power of gold?"

"Wende, he must have bought the metallic sword formation, which misled you."

Shen Wende shook his head, his tone affirmative, "Miss, Tan Yun's sword formation was arranged by himself, and he did not purchase a metallic sword formation at all. This old slave will definitely not be mistaken."

"Please forgive the old slave for courage. The old slave suspects that Tan Yun's golden fetal soul is a rare golden fetal soul that is not easily noticed. It should have been you and the other eight chiefs at first, and they all looked away."

"As for Tan Yun, I am afraid he was not aware of his fetal soul problem at the time. Later, he arrived at the Lingshan Medicine Garden and he should have discovered it."

After hearing this, the Bing Qing Daoist was silent for a while and said: "Qing Feng, since he is not a dead soul, why didn't he tell you? I can't figure this out."

"Miss, maybe he has time in the future, tell the old slave." Shen Qingfeng respectfully said: "But anyway, Tan Yun is not a waste."

"Miss, you think, Tan Yun is still only the seventh stage of the fetal soul realm, and he can kill Ye Ling. With such a terrifying leapfrog challenge, I am afraid that there will be no three of them since the establishment of Emperor Huangfu Shengzong's 50,000 years."

"In addition, the young lady accepted Tan Yun, was ridiculed by the other eight chiefs, and was ridiculed by the whole inner door. If one day, when Tan Yun aspired to the top of the Wolong ranking, she would undoubtedly slap in the face and slap the other chiefs on the face. They know that they are blind!"