The three dragon cultivators and the Qilin Race cultivator all looked at Yuan Huang.
The three dragon cultivators looked at Yuan Huang with widened eyes.
"You're from the Phoenix Clan, that little princess of the Phoenix Clan?”
At this moment, one of the dragon cultivators exclaimed.
Then, he revealed a look of surprise.
"Brothers, the three of us are lucky today. Not only did we intercept the Qilin Race spy, but we also met the little princess of the Phoenix Race, not to mention there's an immortal island.”
"What do you think? Kill them all, occupy the island, and take credit for them?”
One of the dragon cultivators suggested with bright eyes.
"Then what are we waiting for? Go, kill her.”
The three dragon cultivators shouted as if no one else was around. They didn't put Yuan Huang, a Perfected Golden Immortal, in their eyes at all.
As for Ling Tian, in their eyes, he was already a dead man.
However, in order to prevent the Qilin Race cultivator from making trouble, one of the three immediately split up to deal with the Qilin Race cultivator.
Rumble!
After the three of them made their decision, they immediately launched a massive attack.
In an instant, a ferocious might surged, and its aura surged into the sky.
It was as if it was going to swallow the Yuan Phoenix and Ling Tian whole.
"Hmph, three stinky loaches dare to attack me?”
With a cold snort, Ling Tian flew towards the three dragon cultivators.
It was as fast as lightning.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of one of the dragon cultivators and threw a punch.
Ling Tian's punch was so sudden that the dragon cultivator was stunned. He felt strange. Why did a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal attack first?
However, his momentary daze had caused him to fall into eternal damnation.
Ling Tian's punch directly broke through the spiritual energy covering his body and the protective spiritual light around his body. It then landed on the dragon cultivator's chest with unstoppable force.
Ling Tian's body had unparalleled defense and his physical body was at the Perfected Golden Immortal Stage.
The dragon cultivator couldn't take his punch even if he focused all his energy.
Moreover, he was still in a daze.
"What?"
"You…"
The dragon cultivator felt the terrifying force from Ling Tian's fist and his expression changed drastically. He had to take measures.
But it was too late.
He was directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by Ling Tian's punch.
Silence.
The sea was silent.
The expressions of the two remaining dragon cultivators changed drastically, and they no longer looked at Ling Tian with contempt. Instead, they looked at him with a serious expression.
The power of that punch just now had definitely reached the power of a late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.
The two of them quickly thought about it. If that punch had landed on their bodies, they would probably have their souls scattered like this.
The Qilin Race cultivator trembled.
The next moment, without any hesitation, he immediately fled toward the distant sea.
His speed of escape was as fast as lightning, and he hated his parents for not having two legs.
"Did I let you escape?"
At this moment, a delicate voice suddenly sounded.
Immediately after, Yuan Huang took out the Burning Sky Feather Fan that he had long refined.
He gently waved his fan in the direction where he had fled.
In an instant, a colorful flame filled the entire world.
With a destructive aura, it burned toward the Qilin Race cultivator.
"Little Phoenix, leave his primordial spirit. I have use for it.”
Seeing this, Ling Tian called out.
"Ah…"
In the blink of an eye, the multi-colored flame enveloped the cultivator as fast as lightning.
The Qilin cultivator only had time to scream before he instantly turned into nothingness.
The fire dissipated, leaving only a colorful flame and a black bone fragment on the vast sea.
Seeing this, Ling Tian grabbed at the air and the two items appeared in his hands. He sized her up with interest.
"Little Phoenix, kill them."
Ling Tian waved his hand without even raising his head.
"Okay, big brother."
Yuan Huang didn't seem to have enough fun and immediately waved her fan at the two dragon cultivators.
Soon, with two screams, Yuan Huang ended the battle.
At this moment, Ling Tian was already holding the multi-colored flame in his hand and was examining it.
Through the flames, one could see a miniature Qilin charging left and right inside, its expression filled with nervousness.
" Fellow cultivator, I am the ninth prince of the Origin Kylin. You can't attack me, or else…"
"Ah!"
Even though he was surprised by the Qilin's identity, Ling Tian did not hesitate and sent a strand of his soul into the Qilin's Yuan Shen to investigate.
In an instant, miserable screams rang out endlessly.
However, very quickly, the screams gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
At the same time, Ling Tian opened his eyes.
"A conspiracy?"
"However, compared to that thing, it's not worth mentioning.”
Ling Tian revealed a playful smile as he muttered to himself.
He had read a lot of useful information in the Ninth Prince's memories.
First of all, after 100,000 years of cultivation, the Origin Kylin had finally successfully stepped into the Quasi-Sage Realm 10,000 years ago.
At the same time, the Ancestral Dragon and Yuan Feng were the same.
Moreover, the friction between the three clans was getting more and more intense, and there was a great trend of a war erupting.
Secondly, the reason why he came to the East China Sea was completely duped by a mysterious person.
They were here to look for opportunities.
Unexpectedly, he killed a few dragon children and grandchildren, causing a huge disaster and was wanted by the dragon clan.
In an instant, Ling Tian understood what was going on.
This was obviously a scheme!
Their goal was nothing more than to stir up a dispute between the dragons, qilins, and even the phoenixes to speed up the tribulation.
However, this was not what Ling Tian was concerned about.
After all, this was the general trend of the Heavenly Dao and was irreversible. He only needed to protect the people close to him.
What he really cared about was a treasure in the Ninth Prince's memories.
The Apricot Yellow Flag of the Central Wu Yi!
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