Chapter 1777 The Dao Lord with a Bad Brain

Zhang Ziling stood leisurely outside the Nantian Pavilion, and in front of him stood a group of Nantian Pavilion monks, all of whom were extremely nervous.

Zhang Ziling didn't intend to destroy the Nantian Pavilion, so he didn't fight directly like he did when he went to the Stardust Sect, and didn't give them any way to survive.

Even the old ancestors of the Stardust Sect, one of whom was the Taoist Lord, Zhang Ziling didn't say a word to them, and just ruthlessly erased them.

It took less than three minutes from Zhang Ziling entering Stardust Sect to the time he razed the entire Stardust Sect to the ground.

The demise of such a huge sect left all the monks in Antarctic City stunned.

Then, in order to let this matter have enough time to ferment and increase his popularity, Zhang Ziling did not rush from Stardust Sect to Nantian Pavilion immediately, but walked swaggeringly on the street, attracting attention.

When he arrived at the Nantian Pavilion, everyone in the entire Antarctic City knew that the Stardust Sect had been destroyed, and the person who destroyed the Stardust Sect was already standing at the gate of the Nantian Pavilion.

Now all forces in Antarctic City, large and small, are focusing on Zhang Ziling and Nantian Pavilion, wanting to know how the situation will develop.

Up to now, none of the people from the Antarctic Palace have come forward, and the monks in the Antarctic City are not fools. They all guessed that something happened to the Antarctic Palace, and I am afraid they will never stand up again.

Otherwise, it is impossible for Zhang Ziling to swagger in Antarctic City now, and even directly wipe out the Stardust Sect among the three major sects.

All the disciples in the Nantian Pavilion were extremely nervous, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more dignified.

"Are you the one Nanmeng said, who wanted to trouble our Nantian Pavilion?"

At this moment, an old voice came rolling in, followed by three powerful auras from the Nantian Pavilion, which shocked all the surrounding Nantian Pavilion disciples.

Zhang Ziling heard the reputation and looked around, only to see three old men with white hair and childlike faces coming out of the Nantian Pavilion, one Daoist and two half-step Daoist.

"I've never seen it...it should be the ancestor of Nantian Pavilion." Zhang Ziling looked at the three old men and murmured.

"It's just such a kid, at most, the strength of a newcomer to the Daoist Lord. How can that waste Nanmeng be so afraid?"

The Taoist ancestor who came out looked Zhang Ziling carefully. Although he felt a strong momentum from Zhang Ziling, he didn't think Zhang Ziling was his opponent.

Coupled with so many monks in their Nantian Pavilion, he couldn't see any danger in his Nantian Pavilion.

Even in the eyes, there is no need for the three of them to appear on the stage, just need to open the protective array to completely block Zhang Ziling from the outside.

"Nanmeng is really a waste. He was scared like that by himself. It seems that he has lived a comfortable life for too long. He has to be sent to the origin star to experience it."

The other half-step Daojun ancestor smiled and looked at Zhang Ziling with disdain.

"Hurry up and get rid of him, the whole sect is not enough to be ashamed because of one person making a big fuss?" Another half-step Taoist ancestor said sharply with a more irritable temper.

A group of monks from the Nantian Pavilion stared blankly at the three of them, their expressions were extremely strange, and they really didn't know how to describe their feelings.

Why do they dare to be so arrogant?

Even the Stardust Sect, who was similar to them, couldn't hold out for three minutes under Zhang Ziling's command. Why were their ancestors so confident?

Many Nantian Pavilion disciples and elders wanted to go up to remind their ancestors, but due to the aura of the Taoist monarch, no one could muster up the courage to speak up, and could only watch the three ancestors provoke Zhang Ziling.

"The three ancestors must not do anything!"

At this time, Nan Meng, who was seriously injured, finally rushed out from the hall, roaring anxiously.

Now that Zhang Ziling didn't make a move, it meant that they still had a chance to talk. If their ancestors messed around and turned Zhang Ziling directly into their unending enemy, then they would have to cry.

If he had known that these three would do this, he would never have woken them up!

Seeing Nanmeng standing up, all the Nantiange monks couldn't help showing joy on their faces, and looked at Nanmeng with encouragement in their eyes!

Pavilion Master, well done!

At this moment, everyone looked at Nanmeng with respect in their eyes, and now only Nanmeng could persuade their ancestors.

Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows and looked at the seriously injured Nan Meng, with a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Inside the Nantian Pavilion, something interesting seems to have happened.

"This trash!" The Taoist ancestor and strong man glanced at Nanmeng impatiently, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of anger in his heart.

In his eyes, Nanmeng lost all of their Nantian Pavilion's face!

"Old Ancestor, just listen to me, that..."

boom!

In the middle of speaking, Nan Meng was sent flying by a violent spiritual force, collapsing a building.

"Master!"

A group of monks watched with tears in their eyes and exclaimed.

They didn't expect that the ancestors would be so cruel and ruthless that they directly attacked Nan Meng.

"My Nantian Pavilion, are there only these weak bones left now?" A half-step Taoist ancestor glanced at the disciples of the Nantian Pavilion behind him, his eyes were full of disappointment.

There was only one person on the opposite side, but all the disciples behaved so cowardly, which made him extremely disappointed.

"Hmph! What a waste, I didn't expect to bring my Nantian Pavilion like this!" The ancestor of the Daoist Lord snorted coldly, and the cold and powerful aura permeated from his body, making all the Nantian Pavilion disciples extremely suppressed.

"This ancestor of Nantian Pavilion, is his brain not working?"

In the far distance, Li Gong and the elders of the Buxiu Sect stared at the battle situation at Nantian Pavilion, their eyes full of astonishment.

Constantly provoking the Devil Emperor like them, isn't this courting death?

However, what Li Gong and everyone thought in their hearts, the three ancestors of Nantian Pavilion didn't know at all, and they had no chance to know.

They have just woken up, they don't understand what happened before, and because of Nan Meng's series of behaviors, they are angry and can't calm down.

In their view, Zhang Ziling is nothing more than a Daoist monarch, so what is there to worry about?

"You two, after I finish that guy, I'm afraid we'll have to take over Nantian Pavilion again for a while to correct the unhealthy tendencies of the Zongmen."

The Taoist ancestor said to the two half-step Taoist ancestors lightly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"I listened to the big brother. Anyway, we have slept long enough. Waking up to carry out reforms is also a good pastime." The two half-step Taoist ancestors laughed.

From the beginning to the end, none of the three of them took Zhang Ziling seriously.

They really didn't feel any pressure from Zhang Ziling.

Hearing the conversation of the three ancestors, the corners of the mouths of the Nantian Pavilion monks could not help but twitch, and their emotions were extremely complicated.

Even the pavilion masters were knocked out of their mouths. They were so soft-spoken, and they were afraid that they would be wiped out as soon as they opened their mouths. But they didn't want to see their ancestors go farther and farther on the road to death, and even forced them to take them on the road together!

At this moment, everyone wanted to quit Nantian Pavilion to the extreme.

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