Sang Dong's name, the Great Elder of the World Peak, a well-known figure in the sect, with a very high soul and a noble status, he is a heavenly existence.

In the past, apart from Huaqing Peak, how could ordinary disciples admire the respect of Elder Sang?

Seeing the elder appearing, no one dared to be presumptuous anymore, even if Hua Qingfeng stepped aside at this time, no longer dealing with Bai Ye.

Once the great elder Sang Dongming has appeared, even if Bai Ye's talent is evil again, it will not help. There is no one who can escape under Sang Dongming's eyelids in the group domain.

Sang Dong beckoned, and the disciples on both sides stepped back. He raised his indifferent eyes to look at the quiet young man there, his eyes overflowing with appreciation.

The second stage of the Desperate Soul Realm, which is placed on the top of the world, is probably only worthy of sweeping the floor, but he is not afraid, single-handed, single-handed, straight as a rod, and no panic or fear is visible on his face.

What made Sang Dongming even more shocked was that there were four beams of light on this child's head!

Four Lives Heavenly Soul?

What a terrifying talent is this? Rao, a knowledgeable elder like Sang Dongming, was also shocked.

"Who is yours?"

Sang Dongming put away his arrogance and asked politely.

The second level of Despair? He was dismissive, but there is such a demeanor and talent, he could not ignore it.

"white night."

"white night?"

Sang Dongming's brows moved, and he racked his brains and couldn't remember that there was such a person in the sect domain. The news of the Goddess Palace hadn't reached here yet.

"Master, this person killed the beast you captured!"

At this time, Hua Qingfeng next to him shouted.

"what?"

Sang Dongming turned his head, staring at Hua Qingfeng, He Liuyue and others, and said Shen: "You said that mad blood dog is dead?"

"Yes... this person killed it." Hua Qingfeng clasped his fist.

"The mad blood dog was sealed by me in the formation, how could he be killed by this person? What about the dog bones that day?" Sang Dong's name was not a fool, and asked again.

Hua Qingfeng hesitated: "This...this...the disciple doesn’t know what’s going on. The beast broke away from the master’s magic circle, and also spurred the Pokong magic circle to an unknown one. In this place, he was killed by this person in the end. The disciple wanted to capture this person and came back to plead with Master, but he didn't want to be escaped by this person. Master, don't look at this person's strength. In fact, he was very cunning."

"Really?" Sang Dongming didn't have much anger on his face. He knew his apprentice well. When this happened, he could only hear half of his words.

Bai Ye was also suspicious at this moment. He had never heard of Sang Dongming's name. After all, it didn’t take long to come to the sect domain. However, the name of the Great Elder of the World Peak was enough to represent his status and strength. .

That is almost equivalent to the third in command of Tianxiafeng!

If Sang Dong Ming made a move, I am afraid that apart from the Death Dragon Sword, there would be no way to stop him.

It was just that the Dead Dragon Sword had been used when slaying the murderous thing. It took less than two days. It was extremely difficult to pull out. Even if the sword was pulled out, its power would be greatly reduced, and it might not be able to deal with this Sang Dong name.

Bai Ye thought secretly about countermeasures.

"Little friend Bai Ye, I do not know why the little friend is making trouble in front of my mountain gate?"

Sang Dongming said.

"Bai Ye has no intention of offending Tianxia Peak. It's just that you are about to expel the doormen from Tianxia Peak. Why do you want to kill them and take their lives? Isn't this too detrimental to Tianxia Peak's reputation? How do you look at Tianxia Peak?" Bai Ye said.

"Asshole thing, what's your identity? You deserve to talk to our elders like this?"

"That's it, if you have a waste of soul realm, you dare to teach us the world peak? I don't know what it is!"

Those disciples screamed, almost no one saw Bai Ye pleasing to the eye, even if his talent was amazing? It was just a second-tier guy in the Despair Realm, in their eyes, one finger might be able to pinch to death.

But Bai Ye snorted coldly: "Desperate Soul Realm Tier 2? What about Tier 2? I kill you like slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

As soon as this remark fell, the disciples of Tianxia Peak suddenly exploded, and their hair stood upside down, and they became angry.

"Crazy!!! Crazy!!! Too crazy!!!"

Those disciples couldn't bear it, and wanted to rush to shoot White Night to death.

I saw a few burly disciples stand up and clawed their fists at Sang Dongming: "Elder, please allow me to take the initiative to teach this brazen boy who doesn't know the heights!"

"Elder, this person insults me on the peak of the world. As a disciple of the peak of the world, I will never sit idly by. Please ask the disciples to fix this madman, so that they can see how powerful I am!"

The disciples shouted.

However, among these disciples, neither Hua Qingfeng nor He Liuyue spoke. Hua Qingfeng had fought against Bai Ye and had some understanding of his strength. To be honest, with these disciples, it was indeed not Bai Ye's opponent.

Sang Dongming frowned, but did not allow these disciples to do it.

"Don't worry about it! I have heard what he said. I haven't figured it out yet. Why are you so anxious?" A hint of shrewdness flashed in the old eyes of Sang Dongming, and he said lightly: "White night, What did you mean by that remark? The doorman expelled? Who was expelled from the mountain door by my Tianxia Peak?"

Bai Ye looked at Xiao Hei and nodded slightly.

Xiao Hei knows, only Wei Ruo Ruo walked up.

"Elder."

"You are?" Sang Dongming is such a powerful elder, it is naturally impossible to know the disciple of the match room.

"The disciple's name is Zong Xiaohei, and his father Zong Yuanru."

"Zong Yuanru?" Sang Dongming's face changed obviously.

He took a look at Xiao Hei, then turned his head, and said to Hua Qingfeng and the others beside him: "What did he commit? Why did he get rid of the mountain gate?"

"This... disciple doesn't know?"

"Yes... it's an order from the deacon." The next disciple said in a consoling way.

"Deacon? Only a deacon has the right to expel a disciple from the mountain gate without authorization? No one except the head of the sect has this right! Bring the deacon to the execution hall and wait for my death!" Sang Dongming Shen Dao.

Xingtang?

The disciples were startled, but did not dare to refute, they could only pray silently for the deacon.

"As for you, Zong Xiaohei, you don’t have to leave Tianxia Peak. The deacon’s command does not represent the head. From now on, you will cultivate on my peak. If you don’t understand anything above soul cultivation , You can ask me at any time!" Sang Dong Ming said.

Zong Xiaohei was overjoyed when he heard the sound, and hurriedly knelt down, kowtow to Sang Dong's name: "Thank you, the elder!"

"Grand Elder?"

"Oh, yes... it's Master, thank you Master." Zong Xiaohei's head was rarely turned.

Sang Dongming nodded with a smile, and said calmly: "Come and meet your senior brothers and sisters."

"Yes." Zong Xiaohei was excited and hesitated, walking to the front of Hua Qingfeng and He Liuyue and others, making salutes one by one.

Hua Qingfeng's face was ugly, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.

Who is Zong Xiaohei? A traitor’s son, with a humble status, and even a disciple of the Match Room, and he is a person passed down by the great elder, and a genius from the great Chinese family. How glorious, but now, he wants to call this humble man a brother. ...This is something Hua Qingfeng cannot tolerate.

But this is what Sang Dong's name meant, and he didn't dare to defy, he could only nod stiffly, his face extremely ugly.

Bai Ye never expected things to develop to this point.

However, Sang Dongming's attitude is unbelievably good, such a superior powerhouse, why care about the feelings of the second-order people in Despair? Not to mention the people of the spirit state.

Bai Ye glanced at Sang Dong's name, and as expected, after solving Zong Xiaohei, he immediately focused on Bai Ye.

"The matter of the mad blood dog, the past has passed, Bai Ye, I don't care if it was killed by you, it doesn't matter, after all, it is a beast, and it is dead. It is you, and I am very interested in old age. "

Sang Dongming smiled slightly: "Bai Ye, where are you from? What school do you follow?"

"Ask what is this?"

"Haha, do you have a sect?"

"Have."

"What sect is it?"

"It's nothing more than a nameless sect, even if you say the name, Elder Sang has never heard of it." Bai Ye said.

When Sang Dong heard his name, his eyes were filled with joy, but he didn't change his expression and smiled and said: "Bai Ye, you are exceptionally talented, you are also four heavenly souls, and I look at you as a person, with full resilience. He is a good seedling of soul-cultivation. If you are a talented person like you stay in the nameless sect, it would be too awkward. It is better for you to join Tianxia Peak and worship under my command. What do you think?"

When Bai Ye heard it, he confirmed the conjecture just now.

It seems that Sang Dong's name is still himself.

"I will teach you the top soul technique, and I will correct the way forward for you, so that you can reach the unprecedented peak of the soul in a short time. As long as you worship me as a teacher, I will make you dare not everyone. Imagine the strong!" Sang Dongming said with a smile, a bit of confidence in his words.

No one can refuse Tianxiafeng, and no one will refuse the invitation of the Great Elder Tianxiafeng. This is a great honor and an opportunity to climb the sky in one step. Sang Dongming knew that he would soon accept a disciple who was more talented than Hua Qingfeng, and that he would take a new height because of this disciple!

Such a talented person should be used as a good student. Sang Dongming thought in his heart, already thinking about what happened after the harvest of the white night.

But at this moment, Bai Ye suddenly clasped his fists and said to Sang Dong's name for not being humble or overbearing: "Thank you for the kindness of Elder Sang, but everyone has their own ambitions. In Bai Ye's eyes, the size of the sect and the strength of the sect is not a decision The key factor for the growth of the soul, if the soul is to cultivate the path, where can he not?"

This simple sentence fell, but everyone was stunned, and the entire mountain gate was silent.

"So, are you rejecting me?" Sang Dongming said, his voice looked a little dry.

Bai Ye frowned slightly, feeling faintly wrong.

But listening to Sang Dong continued: "White Night, today you have caused such a disaster on my Tianxia Peak. I am generous and didn’t care about you. You know, you killed several of my Tianxia Peak disciples. I won’t settle accounts with you. Instead, you retaliate with virtue, you still don't know what is good or bad?"

"Elder Sang's words are wrong. I'm just defending myself. They want to kill me, but I will be beheaded by me. According to the rules of the group, this is not an exaggeration, am I?"

"I don't want to talk to you too much." Sang Dongming shook his head and said, "You worship my sect, and I grant you benefits. Otherwise, you must be responsible for today's affairs. I will give you ten breaths of time to consider ."