Chapter 1293 Trespassers, Kill without Mercy!

Ling Qiong had a hunch.

Everything that is encountered now is in the control of oneself a thousand years ago.

It's just that he doesn't have any memory of Qing Yunzong in his mind, I'm afraid it's because this place is too important for him to tolerate the slightest mistake.

Ling Qiong thought for a long time, all he cared about was his girl.

Everything that happens now is because of one person, Gu Jin.

What Gu Jin wants now is for An Mingji to wake up.

Oneself is the key, even if all three souls and six souls return, without him, An Mingji will not be able to wake up.

Qingyun Sect, whether it was a thousand years ago or now, is his home to him.

Home is his responsibility, where he belongs, where he trusts and relies most.

He had a hunch that now that he came to Qingyun Sect, it meant that everything would come to an end.

Ling Qiong leaned on Gu Jin's shoulder lazily, and said in a low mood: "Girl, if I leave, will you miss me?"

He got no response.

Gu Jin looked indifferent and fell into silence.

When she heard that Lingqiong would leave, she felt reluctant, complicated, sad, and a little bit of pain in her heart.

For her, Ling Qiong's departure was not as indifferent as she appeared to be.

In the past two years of getting along, she finally had unspeakable feelings for him.

It's not a love for An Mingji, and it's not just a reluctance to part with a loved one, it's a more complicated and deeply implicated emotion.

The other party's kindness to her, bit by bit, she remembered in her heart.

She knew that Lingqiong would leave, and she never thought it would be so fast.

Gu Jin can be considered to know Lingqiong. Since he will raise this topic, he is giving her a preparation.

"coming!"

Suddenly, Ling Qiong sat up straight.

He narrowed his eyes and swept towards the road behind him, his affectionate and gentle eyes turned cold.

A wind blade mixed with murderous intent struck.

Ling Qiong picked up Gu Jin and disappeared instantly, standing several meters away.

"boom!"

The ground they were on before was attacked, the flat ground sank, and the murderous attack left a pit the size of a washbasin.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zihua, wearing a green robe and holding a sword, appeared.

He tapped his toes lightly, his majestic expression full of suffocation, his sharp eyes swept towards Ling Qiong, Gu Jin and others.

Wu Zihua landed on his feet, and the short hair on his head moved with the wind, growing quickly at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

The cold wind blew through and ruffled his shiny black hair, and every strand of hair released infinite murderous aura.

When Wu Zihua heard that someone kidnapped his son, he was worried and angry.

The dark blue robe he wore also changed in an instant. The dull and monotonous fabric seemed to be washed, and the blue robe flashed with patterns on the other side, and the colors were bright and lifelike.

A white strange beast jade pendant appeared out of thin air at the waist, and the jade pendant contained powerful power.

Ling Qiong stood in place with Gu Jin in his arms, narrowed his eyes, and saw Wu Zihua's transformation in his eyes.

The clothes of the other party, the sword in his hand, and the jade pendant on his waist that only the head of Qingyun Sect can wear, are enough to let him know Wu Zihua's identity.

He is the real head of Qingyun Sect.

The sword in Wu Zihua's hand pointed directly at Gu Jin, where Ling Qiong was, and his eyes glanced around.

Seeing his son not far away, holding rabbit meat in both hands and staring at him, he said coldly, "Come on here!"

Wu Gan immediately stood up and walked towards his father.

In addition to controlling him to lead the way, Ling Qiong did not limit his mobility.

After his son approached, Wu Zihua swept coldly at Lingqiong and Gu Jin, and said coldly, "Yunshan is an important place for the villagers of Qingshan Town to guard for generations. No one is allowed to trespass. Trespassers will be killed without mercy!"

When the words fell, the sharp sword in his hand emitted a dazzling white light, and the blade light with powerful power quickly attacked the direction of Lingqiong and Gu Jin.

Seeing this, Linda and the others rushed forward quickly, protecting the two of them behind them.

However, Wu Zihua issued an attacking blade light and did not greet anyone.

There was only a muffled sound from Chen, and the surrounding dust was flying.

The two sides confronted the central ground, and a very long deep pit was drawn.

Wu Zihua's display of this hand can be said to be very exciting, which shows that his cultivation is not low.

But no matter how low, it is only a cultivator who has just stepped into the Jindan stage, and Lingqiong and Gu Jin are not in sight.

"Clap clap clap!!!"

Ling Qiong clapped his hands, and the corners of his lips curved into a sarcastic smile.

"The cultivation base of the head of Wu has opened the eyes of this deity. I think that as a monk of Wu Rong's spiritual stage, I didn't dare to make trouble in front of this deity. You, a little cultivator who is not even at the Jindan stage, have such courage. , it's really a good thing!"

Gu Jin knew that Ling Qiong was angry.

He looked at the other party's cold side face, and there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

If you know that they kidnapped Wu Zihua's son first, the other party would be forgiven for taking action.

Wu Zihua also acted in a very measured manner. He didn't act impulsively and recklessly as soon as he came up, and every move the other party appeared was warning them.

If Wu Zihua is really the head of Qing Yunzong, she doesn't want Lingqiong to have too many conflicts with him.

She knew how important Qingyunzong was to Lingqiong.

Ling Qiong stood up from behind Linda and the others. He looked at Wu Zihua up and down with his eyes, his eyes were critical, and he looked disgusted and dissatisfied.

Wu Zihua's face was very embarrassed under such critical, dissatisfied and disgusting eyes.

He knew that Lingqiong's cultivation base was quite deep, and when he mentioned that the head of Qingyunzong called him by his name, it could be seen that he knew a lot about Qingyunzong.

Wu Zihua would not act recklessly. He protected his son behind him, folded his hands, and gave a salute among the monks: "Dare to ask the monk's name?"

Ling Qiong narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Where's Wu Rong? He was also a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation stage back then, with a life span of 10,000 years. Why did you take over the Qingyun Sect?"

He has a powerful aura around him, and he firmly suppressed Wu Zihua, Wu Qian, and the surrounding Qingyun Sect people who were hiding in the dark.

The people who were hiding in secret couldn't stand the pressure, and they were exposed one after another from the hiding place.

At this moment, the spiritual dome is like a king who looks down upon the world and is invincible.

Between heaven and earth, he is not angry and arrogant, his aura is decisive, and he is so dazzling that people cannot ignore it.

Wu Zihua's forehead was cold sweat, and his face was solemn, revealing an unprecedented serious look.

I don't know what he remembered, his face was horrified, his eyes were fixed on Lingqiong, and he opened his mouth: "Who are you?"

There was a faint idea in his heart, which made him excited and panic.

"If the deity asks, you just answer!"

Ling Qiong waved, and Wu Zihua, who was standing not far away, knelt on the ground with a bang.

Wu Zihua felt a powerful force that suppressed him so tightly that he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only kneel on the ground.

Even so, he still did not let go.

"Your Excellency, I won't say anything until I know your identity!"

He looked back at Lingqiong calmly, and even though he was terrified in his heart, his face still showed the majesty of a sect master.

Seeing this, Ling Qiong raised the corners of his lips, and his expression softened a lot.