5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 283 Neon's deal, betraying emotions and desires!

By the time he sensed the crisis and wanted to escape, there was no way out.

The power of the three majestic Nine Heavens spewed out from Jiang Ling's soul, covering all of that person's soul in an instant, blocking his escape route.

"How come, this is the Three Paths of Immortal Lineage?" He looked back and felt that he was dreaming, it was too dreamy.

In this world, people who can possess one celestial lineage are rare, but there are still people who can possess three celestial lines at the same time, isn't it fake?
"laugh."

Just when he was surprised, three incomparable forces filled the air and evaporated his soul out of thin air.

"Escape, escape!"

He turned pale with fright, and hurriedly wanted to escape from Jiangling's sea of ​​consciousness.

But the Sea of ​​Consciousness has been blocked by the Three Paths Immortal Lineage, and he can only be blamed for seeking his own death by rushing into the Sea of ​​Consciousness in Jiangling to seek death.

"ripped!"

He mobilized his soul power time and time again to break through the sea of ​​consciousness, but at this moment the three great celestial lines were all activated, bursting out with super power, how could he shake it?
This poor soul power, facing the three great immortals, is like an ant at the foot of the three high mountains.

The three coercions crushed at the same time, crushing more than 8% of his soul in just one blow.

In the end only weak souls escaped.

After escaping from the Jiangling Sea of ​​Consciousness, without saying a word, he immediately fled into the huge tower in the sky, trying to use the tower to escape from the Sikong Empire.

And at this moment, a huge phantom in a long robe emerged out of nowhere from behind Jiang Ling, and the phantom pointed at him from the air.

In the next second, the entire pagoda exploded with a bang, taking the soul inside into nothingness.

He didn't even have time to let out a scream, and he turned into flying ash along with the pagoda.

This time, he failed to reunite his body, and the air was filled with dots of light, which were his soul power.

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, everyone was stunned.

Although the whole process seemed to take a long time, in fact, the two hadn't played for 10 minutes. No one was optimistic about Jiangling, but the final result was shocking.

That seemingly powerful guy was actually beheaded by Jiang Ling on the spot, leaving no soul behind!
Sikong Ye was stunned, Ye Mantian was dumbfounded with the Immortal Master, and Mo Sanlang was dumbfounded.

Sikong Nihong also looked stiff, a little dazed.

To be honest, she didn't even understand how Jiang Ling beheaded that person, all of this happened so quickly that it couldn't be detected.

Even Jiang Ling didn't expect to kill him with such a strong method.

At this moment, everyone looked at Jiang Ling with bated breath, and there was a huge wave in everyone's heart.

Feng Xu of Jiangling was riding the wind, stepping on the void, and behind him was a phantom that pierced the sky and pierced the earth, with nine giant swords lingering around him.

At this moment, he is the Sword Immortal, an invincible existence.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, everyone stared blankly at Jiang Ling, remembering this majestic figure forever.

……

At the same time, the moment that person's soul was annihilated, in the core hall of a prosperous and magnificent building infinitely far away from the Sikong Empire, an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face was sluggish.

His eyelids trembled, and it took a long time before he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as stars, full of vicissitudes.

"It's been a dream for thousands of years. I didn't expect there to be such a strong character in this round of prosperity."

His eyes were flickering, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Jiangling, interesting." In such a short time, his white hair slowly turned into black hair, and his appearance changed from an old man to a young man.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the void: "Someone asked to see him, saying that he is a descendant of your family."

"The younger generation of the family?" He pondered for a while before being let go.

The door of the hall opened, and two young men came in hurriedly. After seeing him, they took out a portrait from their arms for comparison.

Although the portrait is of an old man and the one in front of him is a young man, the two look exactly the same, so there is no mistake.

Seeing this, the two youths became emotional and knelt down on the ground in a "plop".

"Junior Lin Dong (Lin Langtian), pay homage to the ancestor of the Lin family."

The two knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

"Are you from the Lin family?" A thick voice resounded through the hall.

"Yes, ancestor, there are only two of us left in the Lin family, please help the Lin family to avenge." Lin Langtian knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"We finally found you, Patriarch. I didn't expect Patriarch to be alive. You are our Lin family's only hope." Lin Dong also kowtowed.

Looking at Lin Dong and Lin Langtian, the man in the hall's expression darkened: "Who did it?"

"Jiangling." The two shouted in hatred.

"Who? Jiang Ling?" The pupils of the people in the hall fluctuated, and their faces became more gloomy.

……

In the Sikong Empire at this time, not long after Jiang Ling accepted the worship of everyone, the immortal lineage in his body gradually retracted into the soul, and hibernated again.

Jiang Ling also landed on the ground.

"You have become stronger again." Sikong Nihong walked over and looked at him with emotion.

Jiang Ling smiled at her, and was about to speak when his eyes darkened before he lost consciousness and passed out.

Sikong Nihong quickly supported him, checked his spiritual sense, and found that he was seriously injured, mentally exhausted, the tendons in his body were almost torn, and his soul was traumatized.

Sikong Nihong didn't care about that much, so he hurried to find Sikong Ye and told him to deal with the follow-up matters, and then hugged Jiang Ling to heal him.

"Be careful, he might not be dead yet." Dugu Tianxia took back his sword weapon, and while arranging the sword box, he softly told Sikong Nihong.

Sikong Nihong glanced at him, then left with Jiang Ling in his arms.

Watching Sikong Nihong and Jiangling leave, Mo Sanlang felt extremely emotional in his heart, and kept sighing: "Oh, I really want to eat lemons, because I'm so sour, mother!"

Sikong Nihong took Jiang Ling to the secret room, gave him pills to stabilize his injuries, and then they sat cross-legged facing each other.

Sikong Nihong took a deep breath, fell into a closed state, the soul power dissipated actively, and soon established contact with Jiang Ling's soul.

Immediately, the souls of the two resonated, and they healed quickly in a strange state.

The effect of soul resonance healing was very good, halfway through, Jiang Ling woke up, making Sikong Nihong blush a little.

But she soon returned to normal.

The two of them healed their wounds for several hours before taking back their souls.

"Huh." Jiang Ling let out a long breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed and almost recovered from his injuries.

Sikong Nihong's soul was seriously injured, and even with soul resonance therapy, he couldn't recover in a short period of time, and needed to rest for a while.

In the small secret room, the two looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate.

Sikong Nihong was the first to break the silence:
"By the way, regarding the matter of getting married, we have already formally worshiped, so we are a couple in name, but don't be nervous, I told you that getting married is just to stop the mouths of the people of the Sikong Empire."

"I won't announce it to the public. It's bad for my reputation to spread it out."

Sikong Nihong spoke seriously.

Jiang Ling scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, this matter also made him feel quite distressed.

"By the way, who is that person?" Jiang Ling remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, and his complexion suddenly became serious.

Sikong Nihong shook his head lightly: "I don't know his specific identity, I only know his alias. His origin is very mysterious, and he is just like you."

"What is the same as me?" Jiang Ling frowned slightly.

"Like you, lived a long time, maybe even longer than you."

Generally speaking, many great powers would choose to sleep, but a strange flower like Jiang Ling doesn't need to sleep, can keep practicing, and can constantly develop power. This kind of person is the scariest.

Hearing Sikong Nihong's words, Jiang Ling's pupils shrank for a while.

After a pause, Jiang Ling asked her in a deep voice, "What is the relationship between you and him?"

Sikong Nihong looked at Jiangling, pursed his lips and was a little embarrassed to speak.

"It's okay, just say it, anyway, we can be regarded as a couple in name."

Jiang Ling raised his brows, seeing her faltering, could they have been friends before?There is this possibility.

Seeing Jiang Ling's firm attitude, Sikong Nihong shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I made a deal with him."

"Deal?" Jiang Ling was even more stunned.

"Well," she nodded slightly, "I sold some of my emotions and desires to him."

"What, what!"

Jiang Ling stared angrily.

(End of this chapter)