Jiang Ling had just threatened Yue Du and wanted to warn her to stay away from Jiang Chen and the others, but unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a distant voice suddenly came with majesty.

The moment the breath appeared, everyone in the audience knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads, their faces full of awe and fear.

Even no matter how arrogant a person is, he dares not be arrogant and kneels on the ground and dares not look up.

Even Yue Du lowered his head respectfully.

For a moment, Jiang Ling was the only one in the audience. Jiang Chen and the others did not react at all and remained standing there.

"Why are you still standing there and not polite?"

A loud sound like a bell rang in Jiangling's ears.

The sound waves in the sound just disturbed Jiang Ling's body's blood and almost forced him to vomit blood.

"Why do you have to bow?" Jiang Ling's eyes moved slightly.

"Has the teacher never taught? There is something uneducated?"

Jiang Ling's eyes became cold, but he didn't say anything.

He probably guessed the other party's identity, probably the Lord of the Palace.

"Can it be possible that in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, when the disciples see the hall master, they will kneel down and salute?" Jiang Ling secretly guessed in his heart.

But he really guessed that in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, if you really want to gain power and power, you must work hard to break through and become the Lord of the Temple.

Only the Palace Master is considered the true inheritor of the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and disciples of other levels are also working hard to become the Palace Master.

The palace master has many privileges, and getting the gift of his disciples is the most basic privilege.

Jiang Ling really didn't know this rule, so his master didn't teach him.

"I almost forgot that my master is Leng Yutong. Since it is him, it would be normal not to understand."

The loud voice continued to sound, but this made Jiangling feel uncomfortable.

"But, since I already know, why don't you kneel down? And those cats and dogs."

The cat and dog in the mouth of this palace master are naturally the generals, Yuan Tiangang and others.

They followed Jiangling to act, and they would do whatever Jiangling did.

Faced with the questioning of the palace master, Jiang Ling raised his lips and smiled slightly: "Didn't you say that, my master is Leng Yutong."

"how?"

"Master, he did not teach me etiquette, nor did he teach me to kneel down, so I was embarrassed, so I could only stand and not disobey the teacher's guidance."

Jianglingtou stood in place in a state of iron, looking leisurely and contented, which stunned everyone.

Is it reasonable to kneel down to the palace master if I don’t follow the rules?

Moreover, this newcomer named Jiangling is too brave. Faced with the pressure of the hall master, he dared not to kneel down openly.

For a moment, a small number of people actually changed their views on Jiangling and inexplicably admired him a little.

Nowadays, he is probably the only one who dares to talk back to the palace master in public.

The palace master was speechless for a moment, and the venue briefly fell into death silence. After a while, the palace master made another voice:

"What a Leng Yutong, what a Jiangling, I deserve to be a master and apprentice."

"It's okay not to kneel down, it's just a matter of etiquette and morality. I don't care about it, but there is another thing I have to talk about."

Speaking of the last word, a terrifying pressure suddenly came from all directions, and Jiang Ling knelt on one knee, his kneecaps were broken.

"KaKaKa..."

Jiang Ling was tough, gritted his teeth and insisted on not making any sound. He endured the severe pain while struggling to get up, and asked in a deep voice: "What is the other one?"

"Uncle Jiang!" Bai Xiaotan stared at him and exclaimed, wanting to go over to help Jiangling, but Jiangling waved his hand to stop him.

He can't resist even with such strong strength, let alone Bai Xiaotan and the others.

After hearing Jiangling's question, the hall master opposite him showed a cold expression to Jiangling before he could speak: "I don't know if I die yet?"

"What does it mean?" Jiang Ling frowned.

"Junior Brother Xue Hui is the disciple of my Wuji Palace, and one of the master's favorite disciples. He killed people in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, which violated the rules of the Temple."

"Damage is not allowed inside the temple?" Jiang Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Not only are people not allowed to kill, even fights are prohibited. Once discovered, they will definitely be severely punished. Those who kill will be sentenced to death and beheaded in public."

The strong voice of the hall master came into Jiangling's ears.

Jiang Ling frowned even deeper: "Since fighting is not allowed, why didn't they come out when they besieged me before?"

"I didn't sense the fluctuations of the battle before." The palace master passed by just a casual sentence.

Jiangling's heart was extremely gloomy.

This is clearly targeting him, but he is not the opponent of the Palace Master, and there is no way to resist.

Tianmai soybeans have just been used and have sucked away Jiangling's energy. They can't use it again for a second time in a short period of time, and they are still no match for the Lord's opponent after using it.

Now it seems to be in trouble.

Jiang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the audience without finding any hope.

Just as he pondered, Yue Du secretly sent a message to him: "Jiangling, if you die this time, no one can save you. Killing elite disciples is a serious crime. Not only will you die, but even your master will be implicated."

"Hmph, if you want to blame me, you won't be too eyed. You actually killed the elite disciple."

Yue Du's eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Jiangling, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Disciples of different levels also have different status in the Temple of All Realms.

Jiangling is an entry-level disciple and has a certain status. If he kills a registered disciple, even if the matter is exposed, the final punishment will not be too severe, and he may not even be punished without any punishment.

But this time Jiangling was really a big deal. Not only did he kill 8 inner disciples, but he also killed an elite disciple like Xue Hui, who was ranked 18th.

Killing the inner disciples may cost Jiang Ling the price of his life, even more so than an elite disciple like Xue Hui.

The Temple of the Ten Thousand Worlds is explicitly prohibited against high-level disciples, and the management is very strict and there is no omission allowed.

Because once the high-level disciples are killed by the war, the losses of the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds will be too great. I don’t know how many elites will die in the internal struggle at that time.

"I didn't know there was such a rule." Faced with the oppression of the hall master and the sarcasm of Yue Du's voice transmission, Jiang Ling replied loudly without being humble or arrogant.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling bronze light appeared on his legs at the same time.

As soon as the bronze light came out, the ancient aura suddenly splashed, giving Jiangling great help, fiercely offsetting the pressure of the hall master, making Jiangling straighten his body and restore his original state.

"It doesn't matter whether you know the rules or not. Just look at the facts and kill Junior Brother Xue Hui. According to the rules of the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds, as the Lord of the Temple, I have the right to execute the on-site to warn everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little flashing light appeared out of nowhere, as weak as a fireflies, but extremely stubborn, floating in the air towards Jiangling.

"not good!"

When Jiangling saw the light, he felt extremely dangerous.

"If I were stained with light, I would definitely die, and there was no possibility of any escape."

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, his eyelids pounded wildly, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

At the same time, when the light was falling, the palace master's thick and loud voice resounded throughout the sky. "The entry disciple Jiangling, because he killed his companions, had 8 disciples and 1 elite disciple, which seriously violated the rules of the temple, so he was executed on the spot to warn all the disciples."

After saying this solemnly, the palace master snorted coldly.

In an instant, the light floating in the air suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when it appeared the next second, it had reached Jiangling's forehead.

As the light was about to break through Jiangling's forehead, at this critical moment, the space in front of Jiangling suddenly rippled like water waves, and then a palm stretched out of thin air to help Jiangling block the attack.

"My apprentice can move too?"

A leisurely voice came from the ripples, and his tone was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that was irrelevant.

The moment he heard this sound, Jiang Ling suddenly widened his eyes and became excited.

Finally, this voice was clearly the voice of Master Leng Yutong. He took action, and he took action from endless distances. It was probably still in the cave.
Chapter completed!