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The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-five chapters are outrageous

Everyone suddenly felt the powerful sense of oppression emitted from this small seal.

Several elders at the Immortal Emperor realm trembled even more, and they almost couldn't help but kneel down to the ground.

Zhao Yuande naturally felt that he could not bear it. If Zhang Ling had not deliberately blocked him, he would have been even more miserable than those elders.

This is the master's belonging to him! The fourth senior brother was shocked in his eyes, and then he knelt down to the ground at the small seal, bowing three times and nine times respectfully.

Senior Brother Six also showed horror in his eyes and hurriedly knelt down.

Song Taishang and a large group of elders behind him also knelt down.

After three bows and nine bows, everyone slowly stood up.

Song Yuanlin, if you don’t respect your teachers and elders, you should be punished! You are now punished for 100,000 years of life! When the sixth senior brother reached out, Song Yuanlin felt an irresistible powerful force imprisoning him.

Master Bu Liu, don’t want it! I’m wrong, the palace master, I’m wrong! Song Yuanlin’s face turned pale and begged for mercy to Zhang Ling.

Humph! What have you done long ago! Lord Zhao Yuande's shoulder bared his teeth and lowered his voice.

Shut up! Zhao Yuande glared at Lord Shen Turtle fiercely and said, "You should be careful in the face of these powerful beings!"

Lord Tortoise closed his mouth hard, fearing that he would say anything he shouldn't say again.

Song Yuanlin's scream did not make the Sixth Elder soften, nor did Zhang Ling's face look good.

Soon, Song Yuanlin's body hunched over, as if he had grown old all of a sudden.

Although this guy's cultivation has reached the supreme realm, he still doesn't know how many ten thousand years he has lived. He can't improve his cultivation in this life, and his lifespan has naturally reached a level that cannot be improved. He has lost 100,000 years and almost regressed.

Huff! Song Yuanlin gasped hard, but his eyes were looking at Zhao Yuande fiercely.

He didn't dare to provoke Zhang Ling again, and he didn't expect that Zhang Ling would take out the seal of the old palace master today, otherwise he wouldn't have come so easily today.

He did not dare to resent the two masters, and the palace master made him even more afraid. Now he could only put all his resentment on Zhao Yuande.

The two masters and disciples have received punishment! Should the Palace Master’s disciples also be Song Yuanlin looked at Zhao Yuande?

Junior Brother Zhang! Palace Master Zhang! You should be satisfied now! Should your disciple be too? Senior Brother Six looked at Zhang Ling, and his eyes showed dissatisfaction.

Yes! Brother Zhang, as the lord of the Eight Scenery Palace, you should also kill your relatives for justice! Otherwise, the Eight Scenery Palace will be in chaos! The middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Situ Ya glanced at Zhao Yuande and said lightly.

Not bad! If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Is the Eight Scenery Palace so unbearable? The Vajra monk said in a muffled voice, otherwise it would be looked down upon by my Zhiyang Buddha Sect!

Do you want to punish me? Zhao Yuande simply walked out at this time, stood in front of everyone, with a faint smile on his lips.

Yuande, Zhang Ling wants to stop Zhao Yuande, but he saw the other party smiled faintly at him, his face full of confidence, and he couldn't help but shut his mouth again.

He knew that this disciple was very independent and very smart. He had a great opportunity to solve it himself first. If it didn't work, he would take action himself.

Not bad! As a disciple of the Eight Scenery Palace, you have disrupted the harmonious relationship between the Eight Scenery Palace and the Dayu Dynasty and you really have to be punished! The sixth senior brother said coldly.

If you don’t respect your elders and don’t respect your elders, you will also be punished! The fourth senior brother’s face is also very bad.

First of all, you must find out whether I am a disciple of the Eight Scenery Palace! Zhao Yuande looked at the two masters with a smile.

You! Are you going to bully the master and destroy the ancestor? The fourth senior brother's face changed drastically. He pointed at Zhang Ling and yelled, "Junior brother, is this the good disciple you have taken? You can handle it yourself!"

Don’t be angry, I haven’t finished speaking yet, it’s not a good habit to interrupt someone! Zhao Yuande waved his hand to Zhang Ling, Master, don’t worry, you old man! Listen to me!

Hum! I don’t believe you can say anything else! Even the sect doesn’t recognize you. Is there any credibility of your words? Senior Brother Six snorted coldly.

When I was a disciple, I was only in the lower realm, and at that time, the master just accepted me as his disciple, and did not say that I wanted me to enter the Eight Scenery Palace! Zhao Yuande was not in a hurry and said slowly, and even now, even now, I have not been officially introduced into the Eight Scenery Palace! Master, don’t you? And if you want to enter the Eight Scenery Palace, do you need a master apprenticeship ceremony or an introductory ceremony? Especially for me, the only personal disciple of the Palace Master, who may be able to take over the position of the Palace Master in the future, does it take a grand ceremony to enter the Eight Scenery Palace? But none of these, so I am just temporarily living in the Eight Scenery Palace and have not really become a person from the Eight Scenery Palace!

The two old men looked gloomy. Although what Zhao Yuande said was a bit unreasonable, they could not refute that the other party had a reasonable and well-founded manner, and that was indeed the case.

The identity of the disciple who was personally circulated by the Palace Master cannot be recognized casually. It requires investigation and tests from multiple parties!

You are actually Brother Zhang's disciple, that is, the disciple of Bajing Palace. Are there any questions? Brother Situ said lightly at this time.

When Song Yuanlin heard his words, he immediately echoed: Brother Situ is right!

Bold! Senior Situ called my master Brother Zhang, but you called Senior Situ a brother. Are you trying to call my master brother? You are so ruthless! Zhao Yuande shouted fiercely and scolded Song Yuanlin.

No! I don’t have this intention, really doesn’t have this intention. Please observe clearly, two masters! Song Yuanlin, who had just been taken away for 100,000 years, was already a frightened bird.

Humph! Who knows if you have that meaning? If you make a mistake, you have to accept punishment! Zhao Yuande looked at the two old men, they would not protect him, right!

Bang!

The sixth senior brother slapped Song Yuanlin on the chest and staggered him directly, a terrifying force raging in his body.

Ah! Song Yuanlin screamed, opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, and a purple aura rose slowly from the top of his head.

Bang! Song Yuanlin lay directly on the ground like a dead dog, and his breath fell again and again.

Master Six, you have ruined my purple air from the east! Song Yuanlin howled in despair!
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