I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

"Okay, I won't say any more."

Yang Ting scanned the tens of thousands of monks below the stage with his deep eyes, and then his voice was like thunder, and his anger reached the sky!

"In this battle, the Zhongzhou human race will surely win! You will be the heroes of the first battle! Generations to come will enjoy this supreme glory!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tens of thousands of people in the audience responded loudly at the same time! An incomparable murderous aura enveloped the world!

Looking at this scene, the corners of Yang Ting's mouth rose slightly.

However, just as he was about to wave his hand and use his great magical powers to lead everyone to Yuling Hill!

The sudden change!

Suddenly, a space crack appeared in the sky above Yang Ting's head! Then, six figures slowly emerged from the space crack!

Yang Ting naturally noticed this scene at the first time. At first he thought it was an enemy attack and was about to take action.

However, when he felt the level of the person's cultivation, the look on his face instantly became filled with fear.

"Sixth-turn Immortal Emperor!" Yang Ting shouted these four words in disbelief deep in his heart.

"Hehehe, it seems we came at the right time..."

Chiwu glanced at everything around her, her red and sexy lips curled up slightly...

The audience was dead silent at this moment.

All the monks were horrified when they saw this scene, and their originally high enthusiasm was extinguished as if by a bucket of cold water.

Just because these six people brought them an incomparable sense of oppression as soon as they appeared! This is a feeling that only occurs when there is a huge difference in realm.

Yang Ting also gave them this feeling, but at this time, the six people felt more oppressive than Yang Ting! This also meant that they might be stronger than Yang Ting!

"One rank six immortal emperor... two rank five immortal emperors..."

A powerful elder from the sect looked at the people in the sky and murmured, his tone full of disbelief.

"Sixth rank... This is a living Immortal..."

"It has been a long time since a rank six immortal appeared on Luanyuan Star... I never thought... that I would be able to meet an immortal in my lifetime..."

An old monk trembled and bowed deeply to the old woman in the sky.

Once an Immortal Emperor enters the sixth level, he can be called an Immortal Lord, and his strength is hundreds of times stronger than that of a fifth-level Immortal Emperor!

"These people are not cultivators from Luanyuan Star. They seem to be from other immortal realms. Is it because of the war? Or something else? What is their purpose for coming here suddenly? Why did they come here today?"

Although Yang Ting was frightened and confused, he still bowed to the old woman in the sky.

"Junior, the leader of Yuxian Sect, Yang Ting! Greetings, senior."

His movements were somewhat unnatural, simply because he hadn't greeted anyone for a long, long time.

A group of six people came to the platform. The old woman in the lead looked at Yang Ting with a kind face and smiled faintly.

"Master Yang, there is no need to be so polite. I came here only to ask you something."

"Inquire about something? What kind of thing can allow an immortal to personally inquire about it?" Yang Ting frantically thought about all the possibilities in his mind.

"Hehehe, we are here for the Ruan clan. Please, Sect Master Yang, hand over the people of the Ruan clan to us."

"What!!" Yang Ting's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard that!

Meanwhile offstage.

Naturally, tens of thousands of cultivators could not hear the conversation between Yang Ting and the mysterious six people.

But Ye Wukuang heard it clearly.

He looked at the old woman and the others with his dark and deep eyes, his expression was calm and emotionless.

Xie Bian's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Someone dares to go against Old Ghost Ye! Hahaha, interesting! So interesting!!"

On the stage.

"Replying to you, senior, I don't know the Ruan clan you are talking about." Yang Ting responded by gritting his teeth.

Hearing this, Lu Yu spoke with a cold expression. There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Hehe, do you know why we are here?"

"Why not tell you directly? We learned from the soul of an emperor-level cultivator that the last leader of your Yuxian Sect was named Ruan! His name was Ruan Shan!"

"We are just people with the same surname. That doesn't mean anything." Yang Ting continued to respond.

however……

The old woman who was leading the group suddenly made a move! She suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ting without anyone noticing! Before Yang Ting could react, her right hand, as old as a dead tree, grabbed his neck and lifted him up!

Fast! Too fast...

From the time the old woman started to the time she finished, it took only the blink of an eye. However, Yang Ting, a fifth-turn Immortal Emperor, did not even have the slightest chance to resist.

The old woman's Sixth-level Immortal Emperor original power instantly suppressed Yang Ting and made him unable to move at all.

"Ah... I'm sorry. It's an extraordinary time, so we must do extraordinary things. I gave you a chance, but since you didn't want it, don't blame me."

After the old woman finished speaking, she pointed her left index finger at Yang Ting’s forehead!

"No!! I said!! Don't search my soul!!"

Yang Ting screamed in fear, but it was too late.

How could the old woman give up such a simple way to get the truth and instead guess whether Yang Ting was telling the truth or not?

The higher the realm of the cultivator, the greater the damage to the soul caused by the soul search. Take Yang Ting for example, a fifth-level immortal emperor like him, the damage to his soul caused by the soul search would probably take hundreds of thousands of years to recover.

During this period before he recovered, he would never be able to become a rank six immortal emperor again due to his lack of spirit and soul...

What's more, there are countless dark sides in Yang Ting's soul memory. These are his secrets, but now they are being torn apart bit by bit by outsiders...

Tens of thousands of people in the audience were stunned by this sudden scene.

In their view, Yang Ting at this moment was like an old dog being grabbed by the neck and lifted up. This scene was so shocking that they were unable to react for a while.

"Sect Master!" As the great elder, Liu Tian naturally reacted first. He was shocked and angry. He did not expect that these strange human warriors would suddenly attack his sect master!

"quiet!!"

Lu Yu took a step forward! He uttered two words! Suddenly, an incomparable pressure enveloped all the cultivators in the venue! Their voices stopped abruptly!

Seeing this scene, some immortal and mortal realm monks thought that these extremely powerful monks were going to attack them! In fear, they wanted to turn around and flee!

however……

"Stay still!" Lu Yu shouted two more words!

Instantly, everyone in the room could no longer move! Even the monk who was about to turn around and flee was frozen in place in a weird posture.

On the stage.

The old woman's frown deepened, and Chiwu, who was standing beside her, crossed her arms and was full of curiosity when she saw this scene.

"What did Senior Nangong see from this old guy's mind? Why did he show such an expression?"

Nangong Jingtian, Nangong Buyue and Nangong Yaole stood quietly by and observed the scene.

No one knew what they were thinking as their eyes flickered to each other.