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Chapter 312 White Sword
When all the immortals became angry, the young Jinxian standing at the entrance of the fairyland couldn't help but sneer.According to the rumors, Sanqing Mountain is a group of cowards, but today it is really as rumored.

"Since you are from Sanqing Mountain, you should go back quickly! Although our Qingqiu is big, there is no place for your human race." The Jinxian youth continued to speak loudly.

"Hahaha……"

A high-pitched mocking laugh interrupted the Jinxian youth's follow-up words.

The Jinxian young man looked up, and saw that a Mahayana had mixed into the position of the group of immortals?And it's not a sword cultivator, such a person should not appear in Sanqing Mountain.He was about to reprimand him, but found that all the gods around the little Xuanshen were looking at him respectfully, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

Fan Di slowly stepped forward and said: "A little golden tiger dares to yell at me, Sanqing Mountain. It's really because I, Sanqing Mountain, haven't been born for a long time. Everyone has forgotten that Sanqing Mountain should be feared, right?"

"This is?" the young Jinxian asked lightly, seemingly asking, but his expression was full of contempt. If it weren't for so many immortals standing beside him, he believed that he would be able to kill him in just an instant. A thousand of these unknown Mahayana periods.

"My Patriarch Uncle of Sanqing Mountain!" Supreme Sansong suddenly opened his mouth, and the terrifying aura of being a Supreme was crushed instantly, and the young Jinxian vomited blood from the bombardment without being able to defend himself.

He looked up in shock, before Sansong Zhizun hid his breath and looked at the dragon egg wholeheartedly, his mind was full of past events, so even the young Jinxian didn't detect his existence, but Sansong Zhizun recovered his state now, the breath It exploded on purpose again, how could a little golden fairy be able to resist it? "

"To... Supreme?" The young Jinxian stepped back a few steps while clutching his chest.

He knew very well that it was impossible for the Heavenly Venerable to injure himself with his breath, and how many holy ones are there in this world?Therefore, the one in front of him must be Supreme.

"My uncle wants to see your fox master, go and report. We only have to wait for a quarter of an hour. If the fox master doesn't come within a quarter of an hour, the white sword will be kept as my uncle's sword!" Sansong Zhizun was in a very bad mood. The man interrupted his thoughts, and all his anger was vented on the golden fairy in front of him.

The Jinxian youth trembled all over, and quickly flew into Qingqiu.What did he just hear?white sword?real or fake?The White Sword, the former treasure of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan?
In the distant past, the first fox master of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan held a white sword and led many monster clans to open up the Demon Land Qingqiu.The white sword is neither a fairy weapon nor a mysterious weapon, but as long as the fox masters of the past dynasties hold the white swords, even if the fox master's cultivation level is only a celestial immortal, he can still rival the golden immortal.It was an amazing treasure.

Although he is young, he is very clear about the priorities of the matter. If the white sword that the Supreme just said is true, then the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan members who sacrificed half will take it back regardless of the cost.The significance of the white sword to the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is too great.

He directly passed through Outer Qingqiu, regardless of Nei Qingqiu's guards, forcefully rushed into the territory of Nei Qingqiu.There was only a quarter of an hour, and he didn't dare to delay. If it was really the white sword, and because of his slackness, the fox clan failed to take back the white sword, even if the crime was to pay for the entire Jinhu clan, it would not be worth it. May wash.

However, he was able to break through Nei Qingqiu's guards, and the many spirit venerables and golden immortals in Nei Qingqiu would not see him running around like this.

"Jin Fan, stop!" The digital Lingzun directly stopped in front of him.

The Jinxian youth glanced at them, and said coldly: "Don't stop me, otherwise you will delay the Fox Clan's important affairs, and you will not be able to compensate even if you die."

These Lingzun and Jinxian were startled, they hesitated.Indeed, if Jin Fan was really rushing about for some urgent matter of the Fox Clan, if they delayed the important event, they would indeed die unforgivably.But if Jin Fan is not a big deal, and Nei Qingqiu's intrusion caused some trouble, they will also be guilty of a serious crime.

"Where are you going?" a Spiritual Venerable asked.

Jin Fan hurriedly replied: "Master Fox, get out of the way."

"No way." Several Lingzun and Jinxian who were about to move away stood their positions again and shouted coldly: "Master Fox just retreated yesterday and ordered no one to disturb you. What is your intention when you go now?"

"It's about the white sword, the supreme treasure of the fox clan. The fox master won't blame me." Jin Fan shouted angrily, and rushed forward.

However, several Spirit Venerable Golden Immortals have recognized the reason for death, and they will definitely not let it go. It has been countless years since the white sword, the most precious fox of the fox clan, disappeared with the former fox master.In the fox clan at that time, a true immortal was a peak existence. At that time, when the road to immortality first opened, a true immortal was a powerful existence that could rule the world.The dignified position exists completely in the legend, except for the top ten gods and demons, there are only less than five.Look at the present, the status is rampant, and the real immortal is a scum.The current fox master is the most talented fox master in the history of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan. This time, the fox master retreats to attack the position of the saint, and no one is allowed to disturb him.

"Jin Fan, stop, what is the white sword, let's make it clear first." The several Lingzun Jinxian actually didn't intend to fight Jin Fan, but they had to stop first.It is a critical moment for the fox master to break through the holy venerable, and it is very likely that this retreat will give the fox clan an extra holy venerable, so no matter what the big event is, it cannot be disturbed.

"There's no time." Jin Fan roared.

A quarter of an hour can indeed do a lot of things for Shangxian, but Qingqiu is too big, now a third of the quarter of an hour has passed, how dare he delay any longer.

"If you don't make it clear, you won't be able to get through today."

Jin Fan had no choice but to stand in the distance and didn't continue to rush forward. He knew this was the truth.But the time did not allow him to delay further, so he had to make a long story short.

After several Lingzun and Jin Xian heard about Bai Jian, they thought differently from Jin Fan. In their view, Bai Jian could not reappear for no reason. A gimmick, trying to prevent the fox master from breaking through the saint.

The idea of ​​not giving way to the Tao became more firm in the minds of the Lingzun and Jinxian.

(End of this chapter)