Master Lingyao was not sure what Patriarch Qingyang wanted to do at this time, but looking at Patriarch Qingyang's eyes, he already knew that this matter was not simple.

It's not that easy to get things done.

Patriarch Qingyang glanced at the Nascent Soul of the elixir master, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Ancestor Qingyang, if you dare to hurt me, my sect will not let you go!"

The elixir master roared.

Ancestor Qingyang said calmly.

"The one who killed you was the young man in front of you, and it had nothing to do with me."

After finishing speaking, the Qingyang Patriarch opened his mouth and ate the Nascent Soul in his hand.

Among monks, swallowing the power of the Nascent Soul will also have a strong auxiliary effect on itself. When the power of the Nascent Soul is integrated into the body, it will be easier to absorb.

Even if Patriarch Qingyang and others were able to break through to the current state, they could only reach such a state after devouring countless Nascent Souls in this fight.

These self-proclaimed righteous monks can't get anywhere. Chen Xuan looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart did not waver at all. No one in this world is clean, not because you are wearing white clothes.
Chapter completed!