Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan had a strange expression on his face. Initially, he was just wondering why Qiao Qianzhang would do such a thing, but he never thought that such a thing would actually happen to him.    

    

Lingzhong, who was standing beside Yang Xuan, also quieted down. He wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth.    

    

However, Qiao Qianzhang didn't stop. He continued, "You have taken away everything from me, making my life lose its color. Now, are you going to take away my life? "    

    

"Qiao Qianzhang, that's not what I meant. If you are willing to change, I can still let you go. Not many people know about this matter. I can totally hide it for you. " Lingzhong's expression was very painful, as if he was feeling guilty for what he had done to Qiao Qianzhang.    

    

However, Qiao Qianzhang did not have the slightest intention of appreciating it. He suddenly jumped up and slapped the iron door of the prison cell. He said, "Have you started your compassionate face again? Hahahahaha, I know you are afraid, afraid that I will tell others about this. Your reputation in the Spirit Clan will be over. That year, because of your negligence, you allowed Lingying to obtain the Spring God Spell. It was also because you were afraid that this matter would be spread to the public. It will affect you.    

    

That was your biological granddaughter. At that time, she and I had already made a promise to each other for the rest of our lives. But at this time, you chased her out of Spirit Country. Do you know how big of a blow this is to me? From that day onwards, I have already made up my mind. One day, I will definitely make you lose your reputation."    

    

Qiao Qianzhang shouted loudly as he used his hand to hit the railing on the metal door. The iron gate made a series of noises under his slap. The iron gate's railing, which was as thick as a wrist, also changed shape under his slap.    

    

Suddenly, Yang Xuan's eyes widened. He could feel a force surging out of Qiao Qianzhang's body. Within this energy, there was also a kind of wild and violent aura.    

    

"What is that?" Yang Xuan cried out involuntarily. Under Qiao Qianzhang's skin, brown-gray long hair came out. It gave off a metallic luster. At the same time, Qiao Qianzhang's eyes emitted a faint green light. The teeth in his mouth also quickly grew longer. His body swelled up like a balloon, and even his nails became sharp.    

    

"Awoo." Qiao Qianzhang let out a howl like a wild beast. His two claws slammed heavily on the iron door, and the iron door actually changed shape.    

    

"How... How is this possible!? ！” Lingzhong exclaimed. He knew very well how strong the iron door was. It was made of fine iron with the Core Fire Steel, and there was also a reinforcement formation on top of it. Even an Eighth Stage warrior's all-out attack was nothing. However, one should know that Qiao Qianzhang's strength was only at the Sixth Stage before this.    

    

Qiao Qianzhang raised his claw once again and slammed it on the iron door. This time, the metal door was sent flying and embedded into the wall on the other side.    

    

Qiao Qianzhang's speed was as fast as lightning. His legs suddenly exerted force and appeared in front of Lingzhong. He raised the claws in his hands and slapped Lingzhong's head.    

    

The person closest to Lingzhong was Yang Xuan, and the other was Mu Tong.    

    

However, whether it was Yang Xuan or Mu Tong, neither of them could attack Qiao Qianzhang at the first moment. Lingzhong, on the other hand, had been targeted by Qiao Qianzhang, but he showed no signs of resisting. He said, "Fine. Since you hate me so much, I'll let you end my life with your own hands. I hope that you can return to the righteous path after this."    

    

As he spoke, he closed his eyes.    

    

"High Priest!!!"    

    

"Old friend!!"    

    

Yang Xuan and Mu Tong exclaimed when they saw this. Both of them lunged at Lingzhong at the same time, but Qiao Qianzhang's claws had already landed on them. At this speed, before they could stop Qiao Qianzhang... Lingzhong had already been slapped by Qiao Qianzhang.    

    

There was a calm smile on Lingzhong's face, but no one knew what he was thinking right now. When the claw fell, the wind blew past his ears and he waited quietly. He waited for Qiao Qianzhang's claw to fall.    

    

One second, two seconds.    

    

The pain he expected did not come, making Lingzhong open his eyes in confusion. He looked up and saw Qiao Qianzhang's claws stopped in the air. A stick blocked Qiao Qianzhang's claw. His claw was trembling in the air. However, it couldn't fall down.    

    

On the other side of the stick was an old man wearing a plain robe.    

    

He saw that Lingzhong was still staring at him in a daze, so he hurriedly shouted, "Silly child, quickly step back." Immediately after that, Yang Xuan and Mu Tong arrived in front of Lingzhong and pulled him to the back.    

    

The old man's trembling arm was finally relieved. Qiao Qianzhang's claw descended. * Swoosh! * The long stick in the old man's hand turned and smashed heavily on Qiao Qianzhang's body. However, the brown-grey long hair on his body had become extremely hard at this moment, and he forcefully blocked the old man's stick.    

    

"Patriarch, why are you here?" Lingzhong asked in disbelief, which stunned Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the old man and asked in disbelief, "You are the patriarch of Spirit Clan? Then why did you help me?"    

    

"Now is not the time to talk. Qiao Qianzhang is no longer the original Qiao Qianzhang. Now, his heart has been occupied by the devil. If I don't kill him... There will be endless trouble." As he spoke, he nimbly jumped backwards to avoid Qiao Qianzhang's claws. He continued to speak in a heavy tone, "I can't hold on much longer in this state. Hurry up and give me a hand."    

    

"Oh, okay." Yang Xuan quickly took the Black Dragon Horn and went up to Qiao Qianzhang to buy some time for the old man who had given him some advice.    

    

"Shen Changyang, you old bastard, why don't you just bury yourself in the ground? Why are you trying to ruin my plans?" Qiao Qianzhang slapped Yang Xuan, but his eyes fell on Shen Changyang.    

    

The old man was angered by Qiao Qianzhang's words, and his face turned red. He cursed at Qiao Qianzhang, "Bastard, have you forgotten who taught you the knowledge back then? Who taught you martial skills? Without me, you wouldn't be like you are today. Do you still want to cause trouble for me?"    

    

" So what? When Lingying was chased out of Spirit Country, you didn't say anything. From then on, our relationship as master and disciple has ended." Qiao Qianzhang coldly snorted and struck at Yang Xuan again.    

    

Yang Xuan's face instantly turned pale. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of the Spiritual Force on Qiao Qianzhang's body. However, his strength had already reached an inhuman level. When Qiao Qianzhang's first palm collided with the Black Dragon Horn, it caused his arm to feel sore and weak. And this second palm actually dislocated his arm.    

    

Using his other hand to pick up the Black Dragon Horn, Yang Xuan's dislocated right hand drooped down powerlessly. However, his feet continued to retreat. The fur on Qiao Qianzhang's body was no longer ordinary human skin, it was very tough at the same time. It also had a kind of elasticity. Even the blade of the Black Dragon Horn could not hurt him at all.