In the void, Ling Fan's face turned a little white, and Qingxu's last blow also caused his injury to him. Now he suddenly felt the powerful pressure, and his face looked even worse. He looked at the back mountain with a nervous look. He could feel that the source of the spiritual pressure came from the back mountain!

At this moment, almost everyone on the top of the peak was silent, and their eyes were not as clear as they could see the back mountain. The scene was surprisingly quiet! They had not yet reacted to the shock of Qingxu's death, but suddenly felt this powerful spiritual pressure. In addition to being shocked, there was also a color in their eyes that was hard to understand. As soon as a five-star spirit emperor died, a spirit emperor appeared. I don't know if it was the blessing or bad luck of Qingtian Pavilion.

The weak Qingyang looked at the back mountain happily. At this moment, if you want to say who is the happiest, of course Qingyang is the happiest. He is no longer familiar with this aura, because it is his father, Qinghuang, the head of Qingtian Pavilion!

The whole audience was quiet, as if everyone was shocked by the powerful pressure. They had an illusion that the mountains were trembling and the plants were trembling. And the closer the aura was to them, the more the mountains were trembling, and the more the earth seemed to be crawling under the pressure of this spirit.

Ling Fan held his breath. At this moment, he didn't dare to breathe, and his eyes became more and more nervous. When he came to Qingtian Pavilion, he had already imagined that this trip was definitely not simple. As a sect that was not inferior to Tianyun Sect, no one dared to underestimate Qingtian Pavilion, and Ling Fan, who was cautious by nature, would not be careless. When he came, he had already made the worst plan - there was a strong Ling Emperor in Qingtian Pavilion. Now he suddenly felt the breath of Ling Emperor. Although he was nervous, it was not too surprising.

The spiritual pressure of the visitor is very strong, with a kind of aura of heaven and earth, as if you are facing the heaven and earth now. It is a kind of pressure from heaven and earth. Only the strong spiritual emperor who can communicate with heaven and earth can have such pressure. It is impossible for the strong spiritual emperor to have it. So Ling Fan was sure that the mysterious man who suddenly appeared was a strong spiritual emperor. Of course, he was not surprised. It is not uncommon for the forces of Qingtian Pavilion to have a strong spiritual emperor in charge. If Ling Fan knew that, this person had just broken through to the Ling Emperor, and I don’t know what he would think.

It's getting closer and closer!

Ling Fan's heartbeat was also getting faster and faster, and his breathing couldn't help but become more rapid. Although he had already expected that there was a strong Ling Emperor in Qingtian Pavilion, when he really faced the strong Ling Emperor, it would be fake to say that he was not nervous.

Ling Fan has already contacted several powerful men equivalent to the Spirit Emperor, but they are all real zombies, which can only be equivalent to that of the same strength as the Spirit Emperor’s strong man, but they cannot be said to be the real Spirit Emperor, because zombies are zombies after all, and they are still different from human cultivators. The person Ling Fan is about to face can be said to be the first spiritual emperor among the monks Ling Fan faces. He is clear about the power of the Spirit Emperor. Although he can feel that this sudden appearance of the Spirit Emperor is not as good as the fourth generation of true zombies he has seen, it cannot be underestimated, because every Spirit Emperor is not simple!

Even if it is just a One-Star Spirit Emperor, it is not something that Ling Fan can fight against now. Even if he becomes a zombie, his chances of winning are also nearly zero.

It appeared, and finally appeared!

Ling Fan's heart broke out, and the strong Spirit Emperor finally slowly appeared in everyone's sight. He was a middle-aged man with long hair, wearing a green robe, handsome, with a cold smile on his lips, and his calm expression showed indescribable confidence. His appearance was three-point similar to Qingyang, and Ling Fan had already vaguely felt the identity of this person.

Some people who have seen Qinghuang, the leader of Qingtian Pavilion, have almost been described as a turbulent surprise when they see the visitor again. Because they clearly remember that Qinghuang was already a gray-haired old man before he was in seclusion, but now he is more than ten times younger and lively, which is the strongest age in his life! Is this the benefit of breaking through the Spirit Emperor? Those who have seen Qinghuang almost unanimously thought about it.

"Boy, you are very good, very good?" Qinghuang stepped on the void, as if he was walking leisurely in the garden, slowly walking towards Ling Fan. The pressure emitted by his whole body slowly restrained, and there was a faint smile on his face. However, when he heard his words, he could not feel a smile at all. He could only feel the cold and solemn meaning!

After hearing Qinghuang's words, the monk was a little confused. He didn't know what Qinghuang's words meant, but Ling Fan understood very well. This sentence obviously refers to the fact that he had just finished Qingxu.

When Qinghuang was about to give Qingxu a fatal blow, Qinghuang released the pressure to warn Ling Fan, but Ling Fan did not take his warning seriously at all. So when Qinghuang came, he said these words to Ling Fan openly and secretly. At that time, Qinghuang's pressure was only targeting Ling Fan alone, so no one else could feel it, so now he naturally doesn't understand what Qinghuang said.

"Dare you ask if you are the lord of Qingtian Pavilion?" Ling Fan smiled indifferently, without any fear. He ignored Qinghuang's words and asked.

"Yes, kid has good eyesight. This sect is Qinghuang, the head of Qingtian Pavilion!" Qinghuang raised his eyebrows, and there was an indescribable arrogance in his tone, and he was arrogant. The identity of the head of Qingtian Pavilion was enough to make him proud.

Ling Fan was funny in his heart. Is this a good person in his eyes? It's true that everyone can see clearly. Qingtian Pavilion is probably the strongest, and it has a face of three points similar to that boy Qingyang. Unless he is a fool, it is impossible for him to not even see this.

Of course, although it was funny in my heart, Ling Fan did not show it at all. This is not the time to laugh.

"Boy, since you already know my identity, you should know the purpose of my trip. You disturbed my son's wedding and killed the great elder of Qingtian Pavilion. Each of these two crimes is enough to die thousands or hundreds of times! However, I am not an unreasonable person. Let's talk to me and discuss how to punish you in detail? Do you think?" Qing Huang said lightly. Although it was a question, his tone was unquestionable. This was not asking Ling Fan, but directly decided to make a decision. Saying these words only added a touch of irony to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan was angry and discussed how to punish me? What is this not naked contempt? The first time he heard that the parties involved were asked to discuss punishment. There was only one possibility that Ling Fan was already dead in Qinghuang's eyes! He said that these were just despising Ling Fan, just sarcasticating Ling Fan, just wanting to embarrass him, just wanting Ling Fan to give him some fun!

Thinking of this, Ling Fan felt even more angry, and at the same time, his evaluation of Qinghuang in his heart rose by several levels. Qinghuang had successfully angered him by just a few words, which had never been before.

"What if I don't go down?" Ling Fan asked back, suppressing his anger.

"You can't help!" Qing Huang snorted suddenly, his momentum changed suddenly, his voice with an indescribable awe. At the same time, a huge pressure instantly covered Ling Fan.

Under this powerful pressure, Ling Fan was suddenly pressed down by force. His body was like a kite with broken strings, and immediately fell down powerlessly, smashing heavily on the ground, smashing a deep pit on the ground, and dust filled it.

The onlookers were shocked. They only saw Ling Fan standing on it well, but for some reason suddenly fell down. Logically speaking, people like Ling Fan are not people who have just learned to fly, so they could not suddenly fall from mid-air. The only explanation is that Ling Fan suddenly fell down, which has a certain connection with Qinghuang.

"Ling Fan, are you okay?" At this time, Lu Kun ran to the place where Ling Fan fell in shock. Qing Huang's appearance had already stopped the battle between the two sides. Everyone's eyes were focused on Qing Huang, so Lu Kun could escape and run to Ling Fan.

Lu Kun's sleeve robe gently waved and blew away the smoke and dust. Ling Fan, who was in a mess, appeared in everyone's sight. At this time, Ling Fan's clothes were torn, his hair was a little messy, his face was stained with dust, and there was still a trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth. He said that he was as embarrassed as he was.

"It's okay?" Ling Fan shook his head and gave Lu Kun a reassuring look. But he was very shocked. He didn't expect that the Spirit Emperor was so terrifying. Just pressure could hurt him like this!

"Qinghuang, I warn you that Ling Fan is the noble of my Death Flame Lizard Clan. Don't think that you can be nothing if you become the Spirit Emperor now. If you dare to kill him, my Death Flame Lizard Clan will never let you go, let alone Qingtian Pavilion!" Looking at Qinghuang who was slowly landing, Lu Kun said frightenedly.

"Dead Flame Lizard Clan?" To Lu Kun's surprise, Qing Huang did not change his face because of his words. Instead, he pretended to be frowning, as if he was thinking about something seriously. He seemed to have been thinking for a long time before he remembered it. Finally, he suddenly realized and knocked his forehead, "I forgot if you don't say it. I am planning to go to your Dead Flame Valley to talk about the imperial territory. Don't worry, when I solve Ling Fan's affairs, I will talk to you about it."

"You?" Lu Kun was furious. He didn't expect Qinghuang to say such words. He thought that he could shock him by moving out of the Dead Flame Lizard Clan, but he didn't expect that Qinghuang wouldn't buy him any account at all. He couldn't figure it out. This was not like Qinghuang's personality at all. Logically speaking, even if Qinghuang became the Spirit Emperor, he would be afraid of the Dead Flame Lizard Clan. However, Qinghuang now did not take the Dead Flame Lizard Clan seriously at all. He couldn't figure out why Qinghuang's personality had such a big change.

Qinghuang ignored the angry Lu Kun, nor did he care about Ling Fan lying on the ground in a mess. Instead, he glanced at Meng Yao, who was stationed by Lan Xiaofeng. When Meng Yao touched Qinghuang's gaze, she was a little afraid at first, but when she saw Ling Fan who was injured by him, she immediately looked at him angrily without any fear.

Qinghuang's eyes did not stop at Meng Yao's body. He immediately looked at Qingyang. When Qingyang touched Qinghuang's eyes, tears suddenly burst out excitedly. Ling Fan finally couldn't live long!

"Father, you finally came out???" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!