Old Ancestor?
He reckoned it was an old monster, but Ling Yun was very angry. He certainly had not forgotten what the Demonic Gu Sect Master had called him!
"Die!"
Disregarding the coffin, Ling Yun sucked the Demonic Gu Sect Master over with a single hand and clamped his hand around the latter's throat!
"Cough, cough... You old undead..." The Demonic Gu Sect Master struggled with all his might. Were these his last words?
That would only make him die faster!
"Stop!"
The coffin emanated a terrifying aura, an extremely gloomy kind. The occupant was furious that Ling Yun actually dared to strike right in front of him.
Two seconds after the Demonic Gu Sect Master struggled!
His heart meridians were shattered by Ling Yun, leaving not a shred of vitality. The assassins were panicked out of their minds. The powerful sect master in their hearts couldn't even withstand a single hand of the King of Hell?
"Damnable, unpardonable!" The coffin raged, directly blasting off its lid.
The phantom of an old man in a black robe appeared first, hovering above the palace and glaring furiously at Ling Yun!
Then!
An old man slowly stood up with a head of white hair. Who knew what he cultivated, but a stench wafted out from the coffin!
Ling Yun frowned. He didn't want the old man to get close to him, wearing an expression of utter disgust and mimicking Little one by pinching his nose.
"This old man has heard of you and never had the chance to witness your skills. Now... hehe, the opportunity has delivered itself to my doorstep."
The old man spoke indifferently, his pupils flashing crimson!
Ling Yun's mouth twitched. An ancient figure? He had no impression of him, so he gently snapped his fingers!
Supreme Suppression!
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