Fantasy Data Villain

At this time, a lot of people can be pissed to death.

"Son."

After Long Qianyu left, Xiao Yuqing, who was standing beside her, came up a little awkwardly.

"Don't say anything else, I know what you mean, come over tonight."

Taking a look at the girl's twisted expression, she knew what she was thinking without saying, Ling Tianyu smiled and nodded.

"Okay, son."

Xiao Yuqing nodded happily, with an excited expression on her face.

"Ha ha."

With a slight smile, Ling Tianyu then took out Shi Nile's ring, probed into his divine sense, and violently pried off the protection above.

I found a small puppet in it, took the puppet out of the ring, put it in my hand, and watched it carefully.

After observing the puppet for a while, he directly crushed a magic formula, which was instantly introduced into his mind.

Hehuan Tianjijing, well, not to mention anything else, the name is clear at a glance.

It didn't take long for him to return to Tongxuanmen, which was hundreds of millions of miles away.

Ling Tianyu had just stepped down from the Kongming Bird, when he saw his old ancestor come up with a smile on his face, and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's a good job. It's a holy place so soon. It's my seed."

Ling Qinghai completely forgot the unbelievable expression on his face when his divine sense just swept over it.

But now facing Ling Tianyu, no matter what, it must not collapse, and the image of his glorious ancestor should not collapse because he is too surprised.

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But now facing Ling Tianyu, no matter what, it must not collapse, and the image of his glorious ancestor should not collapse because he is too surprised.

"Ancestor, that, let's talk somewhere else."

Glancing at the disciples of Tongxuan Sect who did not dare to move at all behind him, Ling Tianyu pulled Ling Qinghai and said while walking.

"Okay, let's go to the main hall now, those elders are waiting for us."

Ling Qinghai smiled and nodded, the smile on his face could not be stopped.

Looking at Ling Tianyu, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

When he came to the main hall, Ling Tianyu smiled slightly when he saw a lot of elders staring at him.

"Elders, I greet you below."

He nodded in the general direction of the elders, and then looked at Duan Tianquan, who was sitting on the throne of the sect master with a satisfied look on his face.

He didn't even look at the trembling hands of the holy elders.

Especially some elders who are about to come to the end of their lives and still stay in the holy realm.

Tears silently.

Why is my heart aching, is this a feeling of heartache?

"Very good, Tianyu, I didn't expect you to break through the holy realm so quickly. This thing surprised me, but don't be too proud and complacent."

The fingers holding the armrests on both sides of the Sect Master's throne trembled slightly, looking at Ling Tianyu, who seemed to have no idea how much of a blow he was giving at the moment, the smile on his face was a little reluctant.

Although he was very happy that his own disciple had such a monster, but the monster was too much, and the blow in his heart was a bit unbearable.

"Master, don't worry, Tianyu understands that he can't be arrogant and arrogant, and his cultivation base is still a bit lacking at this moment..."

"Crack."

Before Ling Tianyu finished speaking, there was a click after another in his ears.

An elder who only needs to hold something in his hand can't control his strength, and all the things he is holding in his hand will be crushed.

"Elders, what's the matter with you?" Looking at the appearance of these elders, Ling Tianyu felt a little confused, especially Duan Tianquan who broke the throne of the sect leader directly, making him not sure what to say.

At this moment, he really didn't realize what happened to him.

In the early days of the Holy Land, when he was less than 20 years old, um, it took several tens of millions of years to go up and down the Xuanmen Gate. It seemed that the youngest Holy Land of his meow was 79 years old.

And in that era, this arrogance covered up all the light. At that time, the mortal enemy of the demon gate was all living in hell.

"It's nothing, go ahead and talk, we're listening."

Duan Tianquan directly used his supernatural powers, and reattached the broken armrest of the head throne, and the smile on his face became even more reluctant.

Remember how much he was when he broke through the holy realm, it seems to be 124 years old.

Compared with this less than 20-year-old, he is completely like a monster who is going to be struck by thunder, and it feels like a knife in his heart.

"Okay, Sect Master, Tianyu is consciously lacking in cultivation, and is going to retreat for three months. After three months, he will go to the annual meeting of the Eternal Dynasty to see the demeanor of his peers."

That sentence of lack of cultivation has stabbed a knife in the hearts of these elders, and they can't wait to pick up the things in their hands and directly beat the perpetrator to death.

But after a look, I can't do it, this product is a baby.

Anyway, if anyone from other sects dared to touch a hair on this precious ancestor, they would go up in a frenzy and work hard.