Supreme War God

Bang!

The cyan colored qi wreaked havoc crazily. The sky was filled with a heaven encompassing net of astral winds, which was torn apart in an instant.

"What gall!"

At this moment, the Purgatory Faction disciple was so infuriated that he almost fainted. He didn't expect this new disciple to be so arrogant, directly taking action to resist their rule.

That's right. These members of the Purgatory Party had been lawless for too long, to the point where they had developed a kind of submissive mindset.

"Kill!" Let's cripple this disciple first! It truly is audacious! "

Although the astral wind was torn apart by Ye Ling, these disciples did not think that they would lose for sure. Instead, they started shouting and fighting.

"All of you, get on the ground!"

Without even seeing Ye Ling's actions, he extended his hand out!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, a vast and mighty aura crushed down, as if the sky itself was collapsing. It was incomparably powerful and powerful, possessing limitless divine might!

BOOM!

The four disciples immediately staggered, and their blood began to boil. Then, they were ruthlessly pressed to the ground, just like a toad!

"Ah …" What kind of profound art is this!? " A disciple's eyes turned red, and the Astral Energy around his body surged unceasingly. However, no matter how he resisted, he could not waver in the slightest.

"You, you, you, you … Who exactly are you? "

There were even some disciples who were screaming with all their might while staring at Ye Ling with eyes filled with fear.

They finally realized that they had offended someone they shouldn't have.

In addition, there was a disciple who was incomparably regretful. How could such a powerful individual still be considered a new inner disciple? How could he not let others live?

Ye Ling smiled faintly. He saw that the female disciple had fallen into a daze and was staring at Ye Ling as if she was a monster.

"Let's go, what should we look at?" Ye Ling beckoned her over, and the female disciple regained her senses.

"Hello, my name is Leng Qiu Yue." Leng Qiu Yue smiled and extended her hand, holding Ye Ling's hand.

"So it's Junior Leng. The autumn wind is bleak, the crescent moon is like a hook, and she is just like her name. A good name, a good name."

Ye Ling spoke casually and spoke with confidence. However, there was a hint of intricacy in his words.

Leng Qiu Yue's face turned slightly red. It was the first time in many years that someone had commented on her name.

"Thank you for your help just now, senior apprentice-brother."

"It doesn't matter. These party disciples are truly too arrogant. When I first entered, I was also coerced by them. Helping you was merely helping me."

Ye Ling smiled, but he didn't seem to care at all.

"Senior, you have to be careful of these leaders." Leng Qiu Yue quickly said, "Senior Brother's power is not something that ordinary inner disciples can compare to, but those elite disciples might not."

"Elite disciple?" Ye Ling's eyes flickered. With his current strength, he was already unafraid of some Initial Stage Xuan Wu.

However, he did not say it out loud. After all, it was too shocking.

One must know that among all the inner disciples, there was only one person who could fight against the Xuan Wu.

The two of them exchanged greetings for a while, then left their contact details and left.

He had just entered the sect, and there were still many complicated matters to be taken care of.

Seeing that Ye Ling had killed four of the Purgatory Party's disciples, the leading disciple was also surprised. Even the way he addressed Ye Ling changed from calling him 'Junior Brother' to 'Senior Brother'.

However, Ye Ling did not pay much attention to it. Cultivators never look at age, and those who reach it first are those who do.

Strength was the only rule. If a hundred year old martial artist met a forty year old Black Tortoise, they would have to address him as senior.

Now, Ye Ling's strength was naturally respected by some people.

Five Thunderbolts Mountain, Thunder Lodge.

This independent courtyard appeared rather spacious and had a hint of the charm of an ancient manor in the mortal world. It was a small bridge with flowing water, making it extremely quiet and serene.

The benefits of being an inner court disciple directly caused many outer court disciples to be instantly killed.

Within the residence, the spiritual energy in the outside world was doubled. It was almost comparable to the secret chamber of Ye Ling, who once resided in Dongyu City.

"Senior Brother, forgive me for not sending you off." After tidying up everything, Ye Ling hurriedly clasped his hands and said.

"Thank you, senior apprentice-brother, for your courtesy." The inner sect disciple leading the way seemed to be in a state of fear as she quickly left.

As he watched the person walk away, a glint of light flashed across Ye Ling's eyes. He quickly cast a spell and covered the surroundings of the house with restrictions.

Among them, there were silent symbols, six senses, and more than ten other great techniques.

With Ye Ling's level, even a Xuan Wu Realm expert would not be able to break through him.

After arranging everything, Ye Ling's face changed and he sat down.

Between his eyebrows, a spot of captivating red jumped violently.

The qi and blood in his entire body surged like the waves in the ocean.

The green shadow of the armor gradually rose into the air. At this moment, the wooden bead on Ye Ling's neck also rose into the air, faintly clashing with the armor.

Letting out a long breath, Ye Ling's forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

Just now, the Natal Opening Armor had already begun moving. However, he had been suppressing it with all his might so that it did not reveal any flaws.

Otherwise, if the Natal Opening Armor were to explode and cause the Black Tortoise expert on the Five Thunder Mountain to move, things would not be good.

"These two things …"

Looking at the piece of armor and the wooden plant in midair, Ye Ling felt a headache coming on.

He was not in control of either of these items.

The Natal Opening Armor was fine, it was stolen by him, but the buddhist beads were too deceitful, they flew over on their own, as if they were looking for something.

In an instant, Ye Ling saw the bright glow of the Natal Opening Armor and the rotation of the buddhist beads in the air, within which a shadow seemed to be shot.

This blurry figure was unlike the usual Maitreya, with his head bare. Instead, he wore a long robe, and was filled with boundless power.

Ye Ling wanted to keep on looking, but in the next instant, a bright light flashed from within the tree. The light was so bright that no one could look at it directly.

Ye Ling cried out in pain, and at this moment, even his tears flowed unknowingly.

"Damn!" You two! " Ye Ling couldn't help but curse. He was sure that these two powerful foreign objects were definitely not dead objects and could very possibly have his own Spiritual Awareness. However, toying with him like this was just too much of a scam.

Right at that moment, just as Ye Ling's mouth was about to burst open, the Natal Opening Armor suddenly moved and enveloped Ye Ling's body.

Then, something surprising happened.

Within the Natal Opening Armor, a mysterious thought descended.

"Using blood as a medium, essence as a Gu, burning my remains, and setting the Three Realms of Burning Fire …"

BOOM!

Numerous mysterious scriptures exploded in Ye Ling's spirit sea, finally turning into six twisted words.

"Heavenly Creation Divine Handle!"

"What spell is this?" Mother Xi Pi, you've finally spat out something useful to laozi! "

Ye Ling's eyes lit up. Based on his intuition, he could feel that this Mysterious Technique was extremely tyrannical and its inner scriptures were endless. However, what surprised Ye Ling was that he could only read the first layer of the scripture.

Clearly, this was because he was too weak.

Sure enough, after his Mysterious Technique had been released, the bright radiance of the Natal Opening Armor disappeared and returned back to Ye Ling's Dantian. The wooden plant also rotated once and quietly hung around Ye Ling's neck.

Ye Ling hurriedly immersed himself in the process and started circulating the Mysterious Technique.

Instantly, explosive sounds started to surge out from Ye Ling's veins. The Qi and blood within his body were surging crazily, just like a wild horse escaping from its halter and from a volcanic eruption.

Following which, Ye Ling discovered some unbelievable things.

"What a tyrannical Xuan Skill!"

Originally, Ye Ling had also practiced some of the nine star mystical techniques which were the top cultivation techniques in the Upper Realm, the Five Elements Arts. However, now that these mystical techniques were being used, any cultivation techniques would disappear without a trace.

It was just like a dictator, the ruler of a country, who would not allow anything to go against his will.

"Do I have to disperse all the profound arts in my body?"

Ye Ling's thoughts rapidly leaped.

This cultivation technique was too tyrannical. It could devour all the heavens, and was the most supreme existence. Even the Mysterious Art could not survive on its own.

Could it be that he could only successfully learn the technique after losing his cultivation?

A dozen shadows had already gathered outside the Thunder Door.

These figures were all inner disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect and were all powerful cultivators at the late stage of martial arts.

Amongst them, two figures, a man and a woman, had eyes that flickered with hatred.

Mu Tianyin, Song Xuan.

"Senior Longsword!" Senior Brother Muye was killed by this person! The Spirit Serpent Sword is in this person's body! "

Mu Tianyin respectfully said to one of the leading figures.

Xue Jian was one of the most outstanding inner disciples. He was even more outstanding than the previous Muye Desolate.

There was nothing else because he was ranked in the top ten in the Mountain River List and could step into the Xuan Wu Realm at any time.

"Just this little new inner disciple is able to kill Muye Huang? Are you all mistaken? "

Xue Jian was a skinny youth who spoke slowly. With each word he spoke, sword Qi surged from both sides of his body.

Rumor had it that he had once cultivated a great technique that led to certain doom, the Heaven's Terminus Sword Technique. If he did not succeed, then he would die.

Miraculously, Xue Jian did not succeed in the end, but he did not die either. His cultivation had only progressed by half, resulting in his unapproachable appearance today.

"I'm not wrong." Mu Tianyin nodded her head, "We saw with our own eyes that this child killed Muye Desolate. Senior Brother Jian should not underestimate his opponent. Although this person is powerful, he is not a normal new disciple. Elder Wu's umbrella was taken away by him. "

"Hmm? "Flowless Umbrella?" Xue Jian's eyes gleamed. "How dare you, a newcomer actually dares to act so rampant. It seems that I must capture him myself later and give him a good scolding."

"With Senior-apprentice Brother Jian helping him, this kid won't be able to escape no matter how strong he is." Mu Tianyin was overjoyed. The two of them had been tricked too badly by Ye Ling. If he didn't properly repay them, he really wouldn't be able to take this lying down.

What's more, Muye was already dead. There was no proof that he was going to die, so what was so difficult about that?

At this moment, seven waves of air shot out from the center of the thunder, before finally dissipating into nothingness.