664: C664 Master of the Divine Prison Sect

C664 Master of the Divine Prison Sect

He clearly had the strength to sweep through the entire Glory's Will, but he still kept such a low profile. Perhaps, when his strength reached the level of Ling Jian, only by keeping a low profile would he be able to conceal his brilliance.

"Damn it. This Zhang Ling Er's judgment is really sharp."

"Why is her luck so good? The man she likes is so outstanding."

On the Nangong family's side, it wasn't just Ouyang Ying who was shocked, but also Nangong Wan Er.

Because she didn't have a good relationship with Zhang Ling Er, Nangong Wan Er's face was filled with anger. Even her slender waist was trembling.

It was a kind of fear and uneasiness that came after jealousy.

Besides that, she also liked Nangong Wentian before, but Nangong Wentian had always liked Zhang Ling Er.

This matter wasn't a big secret in the Tai Huang Sky City, but for the usually arrogant Nangong Wan Er, she had undoubtedly lost to Zhang Ling Er in terms of love.

And now, among the helpers invited by the Zhang family, there was actually a Ling Jian who possessed a formidable combat strength. Furthermore, the relationship between Ling Jian and Zhang Ling Er before this wasn't difficult to make everyone's imagination run wild.

Fortunately, she knew that Zhang Ling Er did not have any feelings towards Nangong Wentian, so she felt that she had a chance.

However, even if she really took down Nangong Wentian, if it was before, perhaps she would still feel proud of herself. But now that she had witnessed Ling Jian's power, she felt that even if she really succeeded, she wouldn't have the so-called sense of superiority anymore.

Originally, she felt that Zhang Ling Er didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Although Nangong Wentian couldn't be compared to the Spear Tyrant, being pursued by Nangong Wentian was still a kind of happiness for most of the female cultivators.

However, she didn't think so now. Ling Jian's excellence made her face reality. In reality, Zhang Ling Er's judgment was the most vicious.

This might be the biggest reason why Zhang Ling Er couldn't get into Nangong Wentian's exams.

Let me ask you, with such an outstanding existence like Ling Jian, what other cultivators could enter Zhang Ling Er's eyes? And that cultivator could compete with Ling Jian?

Thinking of this, Nangong Wan Er couldn't help but look in the direction of Nangong Wentian, and a mocking smile appeared on her face.

Even if it was Nangong Wentian, he was nothing in front of Ling Jian.

Within the Ghost God Abyss.

The eyes of the cultivators who had shut their mouths were all focused on Ling Jian, especially when they saw the latter unleashing his divine might. All of them felt a chill in their hearts.

All along, the might of the Spear Tyrant had penetrated deep into the bone marrow of everyone. But now, even the Spear Tyrant had been defeated by Ling Jian. Just how terrifying was this Ling Jian?

Everyone's gaze fell on Ling Jian's palm at this moment. If this youth used a little more strength, perhaps the Spear Tyrant's life would end in the next moment.

At the same time, Ling Jian's gaze also looked towards the Spear Lord whose throat was being choked by him. At this moment, the latter's face no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance and coldness. Instead, it was replaced by fear and nervousness.

Although he used to be high and mighty in the Divine Prison Sect, and was even the number one genius of the Divine Prison Sect, he could not remain calm when facing death.

"Such a state of mind is a waste of my cultivation talent that far exceeds my peers."

Ling Jian's cold gaze swept across the currently pot-faced Qiang Ba, and he made a faint comment. To cultivators, the tempering and cultivation of the state of mind was the most difficult. Even though the Tyrant Spear displayed an astonishing cultivation ability on the path of cultivation, if the state of mind was insufficient... In the end, it would be very difficult to truly go far.

"Ling Jian, if you can let me off this time, even if I have to be a bull or a horse, I will still be grateful for your kindness."

Qiang Ba begged bitterly from the side. At this time, he did not think too much about anything. The only thing he needed to do was to stock up on Ling Jian. Only then would he have a future, and only then would he have a 'if'.

"You think you are qualified to be my slave?"

At this moment, Ling Jian's indifferent voice sounded.

His face was filled with disdain and disdain. If it were any other cultivator... Perhaps, after hearing the words of the Spear Tyrant, he would surely be extremely tempted. However, to Ling Jian, the words of the Spear Tyrant were no different than fart.

After all, although Spear Ba was not a good person, his cultivation talent and strength were all there. If someone could accept such a servant, it might be of great help to his cultivation in the future.

Unfortunately, Ling Jian was not such a person.

The reason was not because she had seen too many outstanding existences of Spear Ba, but because he had great confidence in himself. As long as he existed, he would be able to make Ling Yun even stronger.

In the future, Ling Yun might even become the number one physique he had ever built. At that time, with the enhancement of this physique, Tyrant Spear was nothing compared to him.

"Hahaha, Ling Jian, kill me if you want to. I want to see how you will be hunted down by the experts of my Divine Prison Sect. Even if you don't get lost in the next eight days, the experts of my Divine Prison Sect will hunt you down to other heaven domains! "

Finally, after knowing that it would be fruitless, the tone of the Spear Tyrant became ferocious again. He stopped begging Ling Jian and vented all the unhappiness in his heart.

At the same time, his body was making the final resistance and struggle. At this time, he knew that he would die for sure, but he was unwilling to give up his last chance.

However, it was very clear that his struggles were futile. Since Ling Jian's palm had already grabbed his neck, he naturally would not give his opponent any chance to escape. His palm was like an iron clamp. No matter how the Tyrant Spear struggled, he was unable to break free from the beginning until the end.

"I was being pursued by your Divine Prison Sect. As for where I was being pursued, it has nothing to do with you anymore."

Ling Jian looked at the Tyrant Spear at this moment, and his indifferent voice fell.

There was no ripple in his gaze, and a violent power suddenly surged out from the palm that held onto the Tyrant Spear. He planned to directly snap the Tyrant Spear's throat in the next moment.

The Spear Tyrant also thought that he was going to die in Ling Jian's palm.

Seeing that he was infinitely close to death, the surrounding cultivators also looked over with wide eyes.

Even though the Spear Tyrant had lost to Ling Jian, he was still the number one of the younger generation in the next eight days. He was also the best candidate for the Grandmaster of the Divine Prison Sect.

If he was killed by Ling Jian today and died in the Ghost God Abyss, it could be imagined how much of a stir he would cause.

Whoosh.

However, at the last moment, a white spear light suddenly appeared in midair. Then, it swiftly pierced towards Ling Jian's wrist, which was holding onto the Spear Tyrant's neck, at a shocking speed.

That spear light was extremely fast. It was even faster than the Spear Tyrant's reaction. At this moment, it had even directly pierced Ling Jian's wrist.

Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions, and immediately, a sound of metal colliding rang out.

Ling Jian's brows furrowed slightly at this moment. The numbing pain that came from his wrist caused him to subconsciously withdraw his hand that was holding onto the Spear Tyrant.

At the same time, as Ling Jian withdrew his palm, the Spear Tyrant finally broke free from his opponent's palm. After his body regained its freedom, he hurriedly rolled to the side and climbed onto the ground.

At the same time, his mouth was also wide open at this moment, continuously absorbing the fresh air in the surroundings. However, when his gaze fell on Ling Jian, it instead became fearful and filled with resentment.

At this moment, Ling Jian did not continue to look at the Spear Lord. His gaze landed on his wrist. He could clearly see a small wound that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and blood continuously flowed out from within. However, every drop of blood contained an extremely powerful blood energy.

However, after refining the blood of the Blood Demon Bat King, his physical body had received quite a bit of improvement. At the same time, his recovery speed was also faster than before. Even so, he still could not enjoy the speed of bleeding.

"Damn it, he actually launched a sneak attack."

Ling Jian said in a deep voice, but in reality, his expression was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

It could be said that this was the first time he had been ambushed since he entered the Chaos Realm.

If it wasn't for his strong physical strength, the surprise attack just now would not have been as simple as leaving a wound on his wrist. Instead, it would have directly broken his wrist.

The might of that spear just now had far exceeded the might of the heaven-grade spirit art that Spear Tyrant had displayed.

Ling Jian slowly raised his head. However, he did not look at the Spear Tyrant. Instead, his gaze landed on the empty space in front of the Spear Tyrant. He could only see a long spear emitting a silver light floating in the air.

This long spear was naturally a black embellished spear. However, it emitted a power and aura that was completely different from the black embellished spear.

The one that had injured him previously was naturally the black embellished spear that emitted a different kind of power.

"Who's there? Get out here!"

At this moment, Ling Jian shouted loudly as he looked at the Black Embellishment Spear in front of him with an extremely cold gaze.

Although the quality of the black embellished spear was not bad, it was still only a weapon after all. If it wasn't for someone secretly controlling it, it would absolutely not be able to cause any harm to him.

The surrounding cultivators also reacted at this moment. Their gazes were all somewhat solemn. This kind of contrast was too sudden for them.

Originally, they all thought that the overlord spear would be killed by Ling Jian, but who would have thought that the overlord spear would actually protect its master.

Moreover, from Ling Jian's words earlier, it seemed that the Black Embellishment Spear was not as simple as protecting its master. Instead, there was another profound mystery within it.

Thus, in the next moment, everyone's attention landed on Ling Jian's wrist. When they saw the wound on Ling Jian's wrist, all of them were moved, and their expressions changed.

This was the first time since they entered the Ghost God Abyss that they had seen Ling Jian suffer a loss. Even the powerful Tyrant Spear did not leave any wounds on Ling Jian's body. Just who was the one who attacked? Ling Jian was actually injured in a single exchange.

"Hehe, little brother indeed has keen senses. It seems like you aren't someone I can deal with in the next eight days. This kind of vast knowledge is not something that an ordinary person can possess."

At this time, a strange voice was suddenly transmitted from within the black embellished spear.

Everyone's expression changed. They had naturally heard of the saying that a sword had a sword spirit, but none of them were able to truly see a sword spirit.

Could it be that the one who injured Ling Jian earlier was actually the spear spirit of the Black Embellishment Spear?

Ling Jian's gaze was not like the cultivators'. Instead, his gaze landed on the end of the black-embellished spear. At the end of the Black Embellishment Spear, there was a dark red luminous pearl embedded within. At this moment, the luminous pearl suddenly began to rotate like a normal person's eyeball. Wisps of dark red smoke rose.

This dark red smoke was extremely enchanting, like fresh blood. At this moment, it did not spread out in all directions like normal smoke.

Instead, under the gazes of the cultivators, a human figure gradually formed.

It was the figure of a middle-aged man.

The man wore a silver white robe, and his entire body was covered in blood red hair. His long hair was draped behind his back, giving off a visual shock wave like a Dao Wind Immortal Bone.

Around him, many cultivators were also looking at the middle-aged man.

The cultivators didn't have much of an impression of the middle-aged man's figure. Although he had defeated Ling Jian earlier, he still didn't attract the attention of many cultivators.

However, the eyes of the cultivators from the Divine Prison Realm contracted when they saw this figure.

All the disciples of the Divine Prison Sect looked at the middle-aged man's figure. Some of them even had a fanatical look in their eyes. Some of them could not help but worship him as they bowed and kowtowed.

It was impossible for the disciples of the Divine Prison Sect not to know the origin of this figure. This was because he was not an elder, but the most powerful person in the Divine Prison Sect, the Sect Master of the Divine Prison Sect!

At this moment, even Zhu Ba himself was stunned. He looked at the Sect Master of the Divine Prison Sect with a blank expression.

He never would have thought that the Sect Master of the Divine Prison Sect would appear at this moment. Even though the figure in front of him was not the Sect Master of the Divine Prison Sect, even if it was just a shadow, it was still enough to shock everyone.

However, what he could not understand was that the black embellished spear was clearly his treasure. Why would the phantom image of the Sect Master of the Divine Prison Sect appear in this treasure?

It could be said that with the appearance of the sect master of the Divine Prison Sect, the expressions of many cultivators changed drastically because this scene had exceeded the expectations of many people.

The Divine Prison Sect Master was the person with the highest status in the Divine Prison Sect. His strength was worthy of being the number one in the entire Divine Prison Realm. To any cultivator, such a person was not someone they could climb up to.

Normally, it was rare to see such a person, but now, he had appeared in front of them. How could they not be shocked?0

Of course, at this moment, the Divine Prison Sect disciples were even more shocked, because they were the only ones who knew the identity of the phantom in front of them.

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