"It's her, they!" The sect leader Lei Ting was furious. The disciples of the Shengyuan Sect who rushed over with Yuan Shao were so scared that they were trembling all over, and pointed at Gu Fenghua and others.

"My grandfather, they were injured... I was hurt by me, so I beg my grandfather to take charge of me..." Yuan Shaochong said with a sob, and started howling again.

"Who are you?" Yuan Daoling looked at Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji again, and asked angrily.

"Gu Fenghua, Ye Yunji." Gu Fenghua and Ye Yunji said at the same time.

Feeling the strong momentum and pressure of the old man, they did not dare to be careless.

"Okay, okay, how dare you hurt my disciples of the Holy Cloud Sect and my descendants of Yuan Daoling. You are so brave!" Yuan Daoling laughed in anger, but his smile was so cold, and his eyes were even more murderous intent. Under extreme grief and anger, his hands were trembling sharply.

No wonder he was so angry. He had a son from old age and his only son died young. Now there is only Yuan Shaochong, a descendant in the world. As his grandfather, he is both a father and a mother. He finally pulled this precious grandson into adulthood.

Speaking of which, Yuan Shaochong's qualifications are not very good - this is normal. Wuji Shengtian said that there are many geniuses, and there are thousands of years of geniuses appearing in this sect at every turn, and there are ten thousand years of geniuses appearing in that sect. But in fact, there are so many geniuses in this world. If it weren't for the support of the sect, these so-called geniuses would not even have the chance to go out.

The reason why Yuan Shaochong has today's cultivation is his grandfather. In order to cut off his meridians and marrow and improve his cultivation qualifications, Yuan Daoling spent many treasures. It can be said that most of the cultivation resources accumulated by the Shengyuan Sect over the years have been spent on him. In order to lay a solid foundation for him to clear his meridians, he even did not hesitate to damage his own cultivation.

For this precious grandson, Yuanling Dao really held it in his hand and was afraid of falling, and was afraid of melting it in his mouth. He loved it so much that he couldn't even say anything about beating. From childhood to adulthood, he didn't even want to scold him a few words, and even spoke a little heavier, so he had to worry for a long time, for fear that his weak heart would not be able to stand the blow and do something stupid.

Today, when he saw his baby grandson being beaten like this, he felt as if he was cut by a knife. How could he not be angry?

The rage was soaring to the sky, and the ruthless murderous intent enveloped Gu Fenghua and others, and everyone felt the coldness was so clear.

This old man is so powerful! Everyone was shocked.

Since coming to Wuji Shengtian, there are not only one or two powerful people who have fought against Gu Fenghua and others. Just talking about strength, Yuan Daoling may not be able to compare with Changsun Luocang and Duan Qingyun, but when it comes to this murderous intent and pressure, it seems that it is no worse than the two great masters.

No wonder the Holy Cloud Sect is known as the leader of the Eighteen Holy Sects of Xuanji Realm. It is indeed extraordinary!

Luo Enen and others did not dare to be careless, and at the same time stepped forward and stood beside Gu Fenghua. Under the great pressure, they involuntarily circulated the holy energy, and a golden light floated faintly on their foreheads.

Zhen Fengliu and Liang Yicheng also stood up and brought the disciples of Yelang Sect and Chenxing Sect to Gu Fenghua.

Just as Tang Junhou took the healing pill to Zhen Fengliu and his fellow Yelang Sects, Jing Lichen did not forget his master and other fellow Chen Xing Sects.

After taking the holy pill, although everyone's injuries were not completely healed, most of them were healed, so why did they have the power to fight?
Chapter completed!