After being silent for a while, Xuezhen got up, and said indifferently: “This matter is handled by the pavilion master himself, and I want to see what is so special about this member of the Wu clan.”
After saying that, Xuezhen disappeared without a trace.
Yun Tianzong was surprisingly calm.
Although there were rumors about Yuntianzong in the outside world, there was no disturbance within Yuntianzong.
It seems that the ups and downs of the outside world have nothing to do with Yun Tianzong.
Swish! Swish!
Two figures descended from the sky and appeared above Yun Tianzong without warning.
These two people, one black and one white, are completely different.
One of them was Xuezhen, the owner of Shifang Pavilion, and the other middle-aged man was tall and tall, straight as a pine, with a square face, and his whole body was as black as ink, like a thick black dead tree.
This person is none other than the lord of Guishen Ridge, Hei Gui.
The first time the two came to Yuntianzong, the powerful momentum was like a roaring tsunami, so majestic that the entire mountain range of Yuntianzong was shaking, the sky was changing, and the wind swept through the nine heavens.
This huge movement immediately shocked everyone in Deyun Tianzong.
“It’s the owner of the ten pavilions and the owner of Ghost Ridge!”
“Oh my god, why are they two here?”
“It’s over, it won’t be against our Yun Tianzong!”
In Yun Tianzong, countless people were horrified and terrified in their hearts.
People of the Wu Clan, the fear of the Jing Clan has already been rooted in their hearts and penetrated into their bones.
Not to mention the masters of Shifang Pavilion and Ghost God Ridge, even if it is an elite clan from the Creation Realm, many people will be subconsciously afraid and dare not look directly at them.
This kind of servility has existed for countless thousands of years.
Boom! Boom! Boom! !
Countless Yuntianzong disciples knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground.
Even, many elders knelt down one after another, not daring to look directly at the majesty of Xuezhen and Heishi.
Xuezhen and Heishi just stood quietly in the sky, not making a sound.
Mo Ling walked out of the palace, looked up at the sky, looked at Xuezhen and Heishi in the sky, trembling physically and mentally.
However, he resisted and kept himself calm.
He said that he should straighten his spine and not let the master look down upon him.
“You two, I don’t know what is the matter with me Yun Tianzong?”
Mo Ling spoke loudly, appearing neither humble nor overbearing.
“Are you Mo Ling?”
Hei Gui’s gaze turned and landed on Mo Ling.
As the lord of Guishen Ridge, Heishi was ready to bring people to Yuntianzong immediately after learning about Yuntianzong.
However, he didn’t expect that his old rival Xuezhen would come to find him on his own initiative, so after the two discussed it, they planned to take a look together to see who the so-called mysterious man was.
“Exactly!” Mo Ling nodded.
“Why didn’t you kneel when you saw the Lord of the Mountain?” Hei Gui’s voice was full of majesty. In the past, any member of the Wu clan would kneel when they saw him.
Even Tian Lunzi, the suzerain of the Yuntian Sect, knelt down in fear and fear, but this Mo Ling, with a mere cultivation base of the highest level of Dzogchen, dared not kneel?
Is it because of the backing and the backing?
“From now on, Mo Ling will only kneel down to his parents and master, and will not kneel down to anyone else!” Mo Ling said calmly, meeting Heishi’s eyes.
“How dare!”
Hei Kui let out a roar, then reached out with his big hand in the air, and grabbed Mo Ling directly.
He and Xuezhen came here aboveboard, but the master behind Mo Ling never showed up.