Peerless God Lord

There is a majestic palace on the top of the mountain at the entrance to the Lianhua Palace Mountain Gate.

Inside the palace, live the elders and disciples of Lianhua Hall who are responsible for guarding the entrance to the mountain gate.

Upon noticing the large number of people coming from the Yuntian Sect, an elder from the Lianhua Palace immediately walked out of the hall with dozens of disciples.

"Friends of Yuntian Sect, I wonder what brings you here?" the elder of Lianhua Palace asked loudly.

Uh-huh!

Mo Ling led everyone and landed on the top of the mountain as fast as the top of the mountain.

"Elder Lin, I would like to see the master of your palace." Mo Ling said with a smile. He knew the other party, an ordinary elder.

"There are so many of you, what do you want to see the master of the palace?" The elder of Lianhua Palace frowned and asked, when did Mo Ling become the young master?

"You don't need to communicate anymore!"

Tu Ying said calmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed forward with his big hand.

In an instant, a space was forcibly torn open, revealing a vast world inside.

"What?"

This move immediately caused the elders and disciples of Lianhua Hall to widen their eyes in surprise.

Not only them, but also all the elders and disciples of Yuntian Sect who followed were shocked.

The entrance to the Refining Palace is guarded by a powerful formation, and ordinary Creation Realm warriors cannot forcefully break through it.

Even the leader of Yuntian Sect has no such ability at all, but Tu Ying just grabbed it casually and broke through the entrance.

What kind of strength is this?

"Walk!"

Seeing this, Mo Ling immediately stepped out and entered the Lotus Hall.

A group of people from the Yun Tian Sect followed and entered the Lotus Hall.

The dimensional world where the Lotus Palace is located has a vast territory, with endless palaces and attics.

At this moment, because the entrance to the sect was broken open, the strong men in Lianhua Hall also discovered the situation.

A large number of powerful men from the Lianhua Palace flew over and blocked Mo Ling and the others.

"Fu Lun, what are you going to do?"

The leader, a middle-aged strong man from Lianhua Palace, looked around at the people of Zhongyun Tianzong and shouted loudly, shaking all directions, showing the anger in his heart.

Fulun remained silent. He knew that the other party regarded him as the instigator, or in other words, regarded him as the leader of Yuntian Sect.

"Master Yun, you're fine!" Mo Ling chuckled and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

This person is Yun Xiong, the master of Lianhua Palace, who is also the father of Yun Man, the woman he once loved.

"Mo Ling, you mobilized so many troops and destroyed the entrance formation of our Lianhua Palace, are you provoking our Lianhua Palace?" Yun Xiong frowned and said, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"No, it's not just a simple provocation, but I want you from the Lianhua Palace to submit to the Yuntian Sect." Mo Ling said with a smile.

The master's goal is to unify the martial arts clan, so Mo Ling knows in his heart that the Lotus Palace can be destroyed, but not all people can be wiped out.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Yun Xiong looked at Mo Ling as if he were a fool, and so did the other elders of Lianhua Palace.

submission?

Is this a joke?

"Submit to Yuntian Sect, otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety!" Mo Ling said calmly.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yun Xiong suddenly burst out laughing, laughing very freely. He looked at Mo Ling with a sneer on his face and said, "Huangkou kid, you simply don't know how to live or die. You are so ignorant and fearless, no wonder Man'er doesn't like you!"

Seeing Yun Xiong mention Yun Man, Mo Ling's face suddenly darkened. This was an unforgettable pain in his heart.

"Where's Yunman?"

Mo Ling asked loudly, looking around. A large number of elders and disciples of the Refining Hall gathered around him.

Immediately, he saw a man and a woman holding hands in the distance, walking towards the void.

The woman, with a graceful figure and stunning beauty, was wearing a fiery red gauze skirt with the hem dancing in the wind.

The man was obviously not a warrior. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, his skin was light green, and the strangest thing was that his hair was like a fluffy green grass.

"Meet the adults!"

"Meet the adults!"

"Meet the adults!"

All the elders and disciples of Lianhua Hall knelt down on one knee to salute when they saw this strange man, with respectful expressions on their faces.

Even Fu Lun, the second elder of the Yuntian Sect, and a group of people from the Yuntian Sect all knelt on one knee with respectful expressions.

It's not because of how strong this strange man is, but because this strange man is a strong man from the Jing clan.

This is hierarchical suppression and racial suppression under the soul clan's racial system.

The Jing clan is one level higher than the Martial clan.

The Elf race is a strange race, somewhat similar to the Monster race. However, the essence of the Elf race is not that of beasts, but plants, and even spiritual herbs and elixirs.

Mo Ling frowned slightly. No wonder Yun Man looked down on him. It turned out he was a member of the Jing clan.

Yun Man came hand in hand with the Jing tribe man, enjoying the kneeling and worshiping of countless people along the way, with a strong sense of pride on his face.

"Yun Man, is it because of him that you hurt me like this?" Mo Ling did not kneel down, his face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Yun Man tightly.

"It's just competition, let's talk about harming you!"

Yun Man shook his head and said: "In the future, please don't pester me anymore. I, Yun Man, already have someone I like."

"Just him?"

Mo Ling looked at the strange man. Apart from being a Jing clan, he seemed to be useless, right?

The cultivation level is the highest level, far inferior to him.

"Yu Qiunai is a master of the Jing clan. He is higher than you and you will never be able to compare with him!" Yun Man sneered and squeezed the palm of the man next to him.

Her words are extremely straightforward, but also extremely true.

From her point of view, Yu Qiu is from the Jing clan, and her talent is not bad, and she is superior to all the people from the Martial clan.

Choosing a person from the Jing tribe to become a partner is what all Wu tribe women dream of.

"Why don't you lowly martial people kneel down when you see me?"

Yu Qiu, a young man from the Elf tribe who had been expressionless, finally spoke, looking coldly at Mo Ling, Tu Ying, Su Xiaomo, and Su Ling'er.

"Young Sect Master...!"

The second elder, Fulun, immediately signaled to Mo Ling to kneel down and bow.

It is true that their Yuntian Sect is very strong now, but they must not antagonize the Jing clan.

Yun Man's snow-white chin was slightly raised, waiting for Mo Ling to kneel down.

She enjoyed this feeling, everyone could only look up to her.

"Oh my God! I can't take it anymore!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from Su Xiaomo's mouth.

I saw that Su Xiaomo's face was extremely exciting, turning blue and white in turns.

Originally, he came here this time to obey his father's instructions and come out to practice. He could not act recklessly and obeyed the arrangements of Tu Ying and Mo Ling. But now, he couldn't stand it anymore.

The person in front of me is so angry!

"Are we inferior? Make us kneel?"

Su Xiaomo laughed evilly and yelled: "I will kneel to your ancestors!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Xiaomo took action boldly, punching Yuqiu directly.