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Chapter 69 - Wild Lion Devour

At the same time, BeiMing Chu's Qi soared, in this situation, he had actually completed his breakthrough! A young man who was not even thirteen years old, with a cultivation at the sixth level of the Green Bamboo Realm, with such innate talent, not to mention the Jia Lin Kingdom, there were probably not many in the entire Black Tortoise Continent.

The blood covered white robe fluttered without wind, he stared at Feng Ling, and secretly warned him not to try to escape. It turned out, just when BeiMing Chu was about to go and kill Feng Ling, he was told that he was the son of the second elder of Sacred Mountain, causing BeiMing Chu's cold and stern face to curl into a strange smile. He would not kill him for now, leaving the second elder to kill him, and even if his own son died, he would not be able to save himself, and the protective second elder would probably crumble as well.

Even now, Feng Ling thought he was afraid, so he was quite proud of himself.

BeiMing Chu's face turned cold as he looked at Disciple of Holy Mountain in front of him. His mouth formed a terrifying smile, and his hands formed a set of strange hand seals.

In a split-second, the natural elemental energy within the barrier began to surge crazily as it converged towards BeiMing Chu, condensing into a ferocious berserk lion above his head.

When the berserk lion formed, many of the disciples were breathing anxiously as their faces turned pale white. At the same time, they also quickly staked their defenses to block BeiMing Chu's ferocious attack. Although they thought that with their absolute strength, all of their defense seemed to be a little futile, but it was still better than nothing, right?

"Ferocious lion devour, go!"

In an instant, the ferocious Yuan Power lion shot towards the twenty Disciple of Holy Mountain s. The ferocious mouth that carried a destructive aura, had actually used a tyrannical posture that could crush through dry leaves. Under the fearful gazes of countless Disciple of Holy Mountain s, it directly swallowed all of the Disciple of Holy Mountain s one by one.

"I didn't expect your Wild Lion Devour to be so fierce." Bei Mingfeng turned and said to Ling Zhuyue.

"With Chu Er's strength, it is already not bad for him to be able to devour and cultivate the berserk lion to this extent, but with his current strength, she can only unleash a tenth or twenty percent of the power of this technique." Ling Zhuyue laughed faintly.

After she said that, Ling Zhuyue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she said: "It's here."

As her voice fell, a cold shout mixed with anger came from afar at the top of the mountain: "Who is so daring to openly challenge the dignity of my Sacred Mountain and kill my Disciple of Holy Mountain. Today, no matter who it is, you will not be able to leave."

Within the span of a few breaths, a few white-haired elders appeared in front of everyone.

As the figure fell, the disciples of the Sacred Mountain immediately gained confidence. They hastily bowed and greeted, "We greet the grand elder, the second, third, and fourth elder and tenth elder."

Towards the Disciple of Holy Mountain's respect, the ten elders only nodded indifferently, before shifting their gazes to the four people of Beiming Lan Yue's group. The leading old man was the first to speak, "Where did this little kid come from, to be so vicious in killing so many disciples of our Holy Mountain. Do you really think that our Holy Mountain has no one left?" After saying that, the old man's eyebrows knitted together. He had developed a sense of majesty, and at this moment, the habit of being in a higher position that he had developed over the years was fully displayed.

Beiming Lan raised her eyebrows, and ridicule flashed across her delicate face: "Since you are a little kid, why should you build a memorial archway? I didn't want to be enemies with your Holy Mountain, but there is always someone who wants to mess with me. The soft persimmon seems to have chosen the wrong one, and since I have provoked them, I have to be prepared to pay the price."

This old man knows that this is a private matter between you and the second elder. Since this is a private matter, then why did you kill so many disciples of my Sacred Mountain without reason? If this old man does not uphold justice for the disciples that have died today, I'm afraid that they would not rest in peace in the afterworld.

"If you kill yourself, this old man can leave you with an intact corpse."

Heh, Beiming Langyue was so angered by his words that she laughed. She pouted and said, "Old thing, why didn't you kill yourself? If you did, then I won't mind this time."

The resentful look that flashed in her beautiful eyes made her expression look quite sinister. At the same time, she suddenly heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, because the appearance of the Great Elder gave her a sense of security. She did not believe that with Ming Yue's strength, Bei Feng would be able to withstand the fatal blow from the Great Elder.