Destiny Martial God

In the Qinghu Mountains!

"Yes!"

Faced with the gentle instructions of the blue-robed, white-haired old man, the elegant middle-aged man nodded indifferently.

Afterwards, he flashed and appeared on the ground where the head of the Lan family and the gray-robed old man were killed. After sitting cross-legged, he began to quickly seal with his ten fingers.

But unlike the seal of Dihua, the seal formed by Tianteng did not merge into the surrounding void, but just floated in front of him.

When the seals formed by his ten fingers reached nine, Tianteng suddenly put his hands together and shouted softly.

"Melting!"

Accompanied by Tianteng's light shout, the nine seals quickly merged together, and then gradually turned into a smooth mirror. The image of the head of the Lan family and the gray-robed old man slowly emerged in the mirror, which also made the eight powerful men floating in the air show a hint of surprise.

But the surprise in everyone's eyes did not last too long, and was interrupted by a special energy that appeared out of thin air on the mirror.

The special energy that appeared out of thin air on the surface of the scene wiped out the two figures that appeared in the mirror at a speed that was faster than thunder and lightning.

Facing the two figures that disappeared in the mirror, the eight strong men floating in the air immediately showed anger in their eyes.

But Tian Teng's expression did not change at all. His hands that had just been clasped together quickly separated, and then his ten fingers continued to form marks as fast as lightning, and merged the marks into the mirror.

After condensing 18 marks that merged into the mirror, Tian Teng breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smug smile on his face.

"Tian Teng, who is the murderer?" Seeing the smile on Tian Teng's face, the white-haired old man in a blue robe who appeared in front of him asked anxiously.

"Great Elder, wait a moment!"

Looking up and signaling to the white old man in a blue robe, Tian Teng stretched out his slender white left hand and gently patted the mirror in front of him.

Then, a slightly shadowy figure slowly emerged from the rippled surface.

Although the figure in the mirror was too faint to really see his appearance, the four pairs of white wings stretched out behind him made the blue-robed, white-haired old man gnashed his teeth and cursed.

"Damned God Clan bastard, I will tear you into pieces!"

Looking at the shadow of the God Clan strongman in the mirror, a middle-aged man in a green robe in the air had a look of suspicion in his eyes.

Then, he flashed directly to the side of the blue-robed, white-haired old man, and reminded him with a slightly frown.

"Grand Elder, Elder Tianteng, the two ancient gods and demons were re-sealed by the four guardian families and Yu Haoran some time ago."

"So, how did this powerful god in front of us break through the seal and leave the ancient god trial field, and how did he suddenly appear in the Qinghu Mountains and attack the clan leader without considering any consequences."

After hearing the reminder from the middle-aged man in green shirt, the old man in blue robe and white hair couldn't help but fall into deep thought, but Tianteng, who had a graceful temperament, showed a trace of displeasure in his eyes and asked back.

"Lan Longhui, are you questioning the results of my calculations?"

After hearing Tianteng's displeased questioning, Lan Longhui's eyes immediately flashed a trace of panic, and he knelt on one knee to apologize.

"Don't misunderstand, Elder Tianteng, Longhui definitely didn't mean that."

"Hmph!"

Ignoring Lan Guanghui's apology explanation, Tianteng stood up and snorted coldly, and said to the old man in blue robe and white hair with a cold expression.

"Grand Elder, since you don't believe the results of my Tianteng magic calculations, then there is no point for me to stay here."

"Then Tianteng will take his leave!"

After bowing and signaling to the blue-robed old man, Tianteng stretched out his hand to tear the void in front of him, then stepped into the gap in the void and disappeared into the Qinghu Mountains.

"Pah!"

Just as the void torn by Tianteng returned to calm, a crisp slap suddenly sounded in the silent scene.

"Grand Elder, Long Hui knows his mistake, I hope you can show mercy and forgive Long Hui's sins."

Not daring to pay attention to the red and swollen cheeks, Lan Longhui immediately knelt on his knees, kowtowed hard, and begged bitterly.

"You should immediately use the means of interweaving divine thoughts to thoroughly investigate the entire Qinghu Mountains for me, and you must find the murderer who killed the clan leader for me." Ignoring Lan Longhui's desperate pleading, the blue-robed white-haired old man ordered the other six people.

"Yes, sir!"

No one came forward to ask for help, and no one even looked at Lan Longhui. The six strong men floating in the air bowed and responded to the order, then immediately dispersed in all directions, and then mobilized their ultimate divine thoughts to start a thorough investigation of the entire Qinghu Mountains.

"Guanghui, you will return to the family now to accept the punishment of the Ten Thousand Snakes Devouring Body. I hope that this will gain Tianteng's forgiveness and will not pursue the sin of questioning him just now." After the six subordinates left, the blue-robed white-haired old man sighed lightly and told Lan Longhui with a complicated look.

"Thank you for your care, Great Elder."

After hearing that he was punished by the Ten Thousand Snakes Devouring Body, Lan Longhui, whose face turned pale as paper, kowtowed to thank him, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes.

Seal the cultivation, remove the defensive magic weapon, and then let 10,000 snake-like beasts of different levels bite a piece of flesh from the body respectively. This is the punishment of the Ten Thousand Snakes Devouring Body.

Although he would not die even if he lost all his physical bodies, this punishment would completely make him lose hope of reaching the Martial God realm in the future.

…!

Fengrun City, in the Prince Consort's Mansion!

Pointing at a water mirror formed by mist in front of him, Ta Ling sneered with a slight upward curl of his mouth.

"Yu Haoran, after seeing the behavior and humanity of the Lan family, now you know why I must kill the head of the Lan family!"

Looking at Lan Longhui, whose face was as pale as paper and whose eyes showed despair in the water mirror, Yu Haoran could not help but sigh and nodded.

Then, he looked up at the indifferent old man in a blue robe and white hair, and asked with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Ta Ling, how did a family like this that had lost its humanity survive the destruction of the Middle Ages and the recent ancient times and have been passed down to the present day?"

"The reason is very simple, strength, snobbery, and viciousness."

After waving his hand to disperse the water mirror in front of him, Ta Ling replied with a sneer.

"The special blood inheritance can keep the Lan family at its peak."

"The snobs who bully the weak and fear the strong can help them avoid the risk of extermination."

"The ruthless style of rooting out the evil can ensure that they eliminate all potential dangers."

"Ta Ling, a family like this should not continue to exist in the world."

Although strength, snobbery and cruelty are factors that every family inheritance has, Yu Haoran does not know why he feels disgusted with a family like the Lan family that has taken these factors to the extreme, and the idea of ​​destroying the Lan family gradually emerges in his mind.