2988 The noble Demon race

The heavenly fate sect was surprisingly calm.

Although the outside world was abuzz with rumors about the heavenly fate sect, there were no waves within the sect.

It was as if the wind and rain in the outside world had nothing to do with the heavenly fate sect.

Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!

Two figures descended from the sky and appeared above the heavenly fate sect without any warning.

These two people, one black and one white, were completely different.

One of them was the pavilion master of the ten square Pavilion, Xue Zhen. The other was a middle-aged man with a tall and sturdy figure. He was straight like a pine tree, and his face was square. His whole body was as black as ink, like a thick black dead tree.

This person was none other than the ridge Lord of the ghost God Ridge, hei kui.

The moment the two of them arrived at the heavenly fate sect, their powerful auras were like a tsunami. They were incomparably majestic, causing the entire heavenly fate sect's Mountain range to shake. The wind and clouds in the sky changed, and strong gales swept through the nine Heavens.

This huge commotion immediately shocked everyone in the heavenly fate sect.

"It's the pavilion Masters of the ten pavilions and the ridge master of the ghost God Ridge!"

"Oh my God, why are they here?"

"It's over, they won't attack our heavenly fate sect, right?"

Within the heavenly fate sect, countless people were shocked and terrified.

The fear of the martial clan towards the elite clan had already seeped deep into their bones.

Even if a creation realm elite were to come, many people would subconsciously be afraid and not dare to look at him, let alone the pavilion master of the ten pavilions and the ridge master of the ghost God Ridge.

This kind of slave nature had existed for countless years.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless disciples of the heavenly fate sect knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground.

Many of the elders even knelt down, not daring to look at Xue Zhen and hei kui.

Xue Zhen and hei kui just stood in the sky in silence.

Mo Ling walked out of the palace and looked up at the sky. He looked at Xue Zhen and hei kui who were in the sky, and his body and mind were trembling.

However, he endured it and kept himself calm.

He had said that he would straighten his back and not let his master look down on him.

"May I know why you two have come to my heavenly fate sect?"

Mo Ling said in a clear voice, neither servile nor overbearing.

"You are Mo Ling?"

Hei kui's gaze turned and landed on Mo Ling.

As the ridge Lord of the ghost God Ridge, hei kui had immediately prepared to bring his men to the heavenly fate sect after learning about what had happened.

However, he didn't expect his old rival, Xue Zhen, to come to him on her own initiative. So, after some discussion, the two of them decided to come together and see who the so-called mysterious person was.

"It is!" Mo Ling nodded.

"Why didn't you kneel when you saw me?" Hei kui's voice was filled with dignity. In the past, anyone from the martial clan would kneel down when they saw him.

Even the sect master of the heavenly fate sect, Tian Lunzi, knelt down in fear and reverence. However, this Mo Ling, who was only at the peak of the upper stage, actually dared to not kneel?

Was it because he had a backer?

"From now on, Mo Ling will only kneel to my parents and master, and will never kneel to anyone else!" Mo Ling met the dark gaze and said calmly.

"You have guts!"

Hei kui roared and immediately stretched out his hand in the air, grabbing towards Mo Ling.

He and Xue Zhen came here openly, but the master behind Mo Ling never showed himself.

That's good!

Since he didn't want to show himself, he would force him to show himself.

As soon as hei kui attacked, a huge aura pressed down on Mo Ling's body like a divine mountain, making Mo Ling unable to move or resist.

The space seemed to have frozen, and an invisible hand, which seemed to be made of air, grabbed down.

Mo Ling's eyes widened in anger!

He would be lying if he said he wasn't afraid.

In front of hei kui, his strength was like an ant facing a Tiger. He was completely helpless and could only be slaughtered.

His soul was trembling, his face was pale, and the origin power in his body was in a mess.

At this moment, countless elders and disciples in the heavenly fate sect were also paying attention.

Everyone's heart was filled with fear and anticipation.

They were afraid of hei kui and Xue Zhen's strength and might, but they also looked forward to Mo Ling's master appearing to resist these two overlords of the elite race.

They were filled with anticipation, anticipation to see with their own eyes what Mo Ling's master looked like and how strong he was.

The great elder Xue Wenzhuo, the second elder Fu Lun, his disciples fan ning, fan Changfeng, and the others were hiding in their own residences, trembling, but they were also watching with their divine senses.

Even the sect master Tian Lunzi, who was in seclusion at the back mountain, was watching nervously.

At this moment, although Xue Zhen didn't make a move, she was also paying close attention.

This was a test.

If the mysterious person behind Mo Ling didn't appear, it meant that the other party was afraid. In that case, they would have the absolute initiative and could basically deal with the heavenly fate sect as they pleased.

Weng~~

Just as the invisible giant hand was about to kill Mo Ling, a commotion finally occurred.

A strong figure appeared behind Mo Ling.

This person was an old man in a golden battle robe. His hair was seven-colored.

This person was none other than one of the five Supreme elders of the unparalleled Divine Gate, ancestral Dragon Hong Huang.

Mo Ling was slightly stunned when he saw the person. This person was not his master, su mo, nor any guest elder in the sect.

"Hmph! How dare you show off your insignificant skills in front of an expert like me!"

Ancestor Dragon Hong Huang snorted. Immediately, an invisible sound wave spread out and the invisible giant hand in the air disappeared.

"This is ...?"

Xue Zhen and hei kui's eyes widened when they saw the old man.

Demon race?

The demon clan that was two levels higher than the blood clan?

Xue Zhen and hei kui's hearts were in turmoil.

Didn't they say that Mo Ling's master, the mysterious expert behind the heavenly fate sect, was a member of the martial clan?

How could he be a monster?

The two overlords of the elite tribe were completely stunned.

The treatment of the demon clan and the martial clan could not be mentioned in the same breath.

At this moment, not only were xuezhen and hei kui stunned, but the countless elders and disciples of the heavenly fate sect were also stunned.

This old man had a heaven-defying aura and was clearly a Dao realm expert at the high extreme. More importantly, this old man's aura was that of an unattainable demon race.

The demon race!

He was high and mighty, incomparably noble, and was an existence that the people of the martial clan could not touch, or even look up to.

Everyone's heart was trembling.

It turned out that Mo Ling's master was actually an incomparably noble expert of the monster race and not a member of the martial race.

At this moment, perhaps only Tian Lunzi had a different thought in the heavenly fate sect.

This was because he was the only one who had "seen" Mo Ling's master, even though he did not see him in person.

However, he knew that Mo Ling's master's aura and voice were completely different from the elder of the monster race that had appeared.