5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 322 Announce to the world, re-establish Feixian Mountain!

Qi Jin parted Jiang Ling's long hair, standing up to reveal his true face.

In an instant, the white hair flew up, and everyone saw the vicissitudes of life.

"This!"

The moment they saw Jiang Ling's appearance, everyone stared in shock.

Everyone thought that Jiang Ling was an old man, but when his gray hair was removed, he realized that his appearance was not old, but his expression was vicissitudes, like an old man who had been through a lot of weather.

When a group of people were feeling Jiang Ling's appearance, the young man around Jiang Ling's pupils constricted, and goose bumps all over his body.

The appearance of this person in front of him is similar to that of the Emperor of Feixian Mountain!

Although the two are similar at first glance, Shen Yun is too similar.

Could it be that the emperor is back?

Combined with the fact that Jiangling paid homage to the general and massacred the four holy places, the possibility is very high!
Is it really back?Our king is still alive?

His heart was excited and excited.

With the surge of breath in Jiang Ling's body, his clothes and hair were blown by the strong wind and rattled.

An invisible power field enveloped the entire Feixianshan ruins, which was pure soul power.

After Jiang Ling underwent tempering in the inheritance space, his soul power increased countless times, and he did not know how much stronger than the original Soul Emperor.

"you……"

Sensing Jiang Ling's aura, the young man frowned and fell into deep thought again.

He had felt the aura of the emperor at close range, it was different from the white-haired man in front of him, and the pressure of the soul was also slightly different.

Could it be that I was thinking too much, he is not the emperor?

The young man struggled inwardly, his eyes constantly changing.

But at this moment, the mighty army surrounded from all directions.

These are the coalition forces from the Four Great Sacred Lands. In order to completely strangle Feixian Mountain to death, they will spare no effort at all costs.

"Feixian Mountain, which has been silent for ten years, has unexpectedly appeared again. It is still a powerful remnant. Could it be that you have a genius breakthrough in recent years?"

An indifferent voice came from the rear of the army.

The man who made the sound was a man in the middle of the cave, sitting cross-legged on the back of the largest war beast, with a strong breath.

"It's Zong Li from the Great Demon Sect, one of the five great protectors. The main body is the Jinpeng of the Demon Clan. He is very strong, especially the physical defense. Even in the late stage of Dongxu, he can't break through the defense."

Many people recognized the identity of that person and exclaimed.

During the ten years when Jiang Ling was absent, the world was full of wars, and countless powerful men and women fell. Among them, many unrivaled giants became famous, just like this Zong Li right now.

"My God, Zong Li is here? I heard that just last month, he personally found a stronghold of Feixian Mountain's remnants, uprooted that stronghold, and killed two people in the transformation stage!"

The onlookers looked at Zong Li in surprise.

The Great Demon Sect is a monster force. The entire force does not accept humans, only monster races. It is the gathering place of the monster races in the world, and it can be said to represent the entire monster race.

In addition to the elusive suzerain of the Great Demon Sect, it is followed by the five guardians.

Basically everything is done by the five guardians, among which Zong Li is the most vicious.

"It's Zong Li." The young man around Jiang Ling had also heard of this name, and his expression changed immediately.

"Who is he?"

Jiang Ling asked casually.

"In the shocking battle back then, Zong Li was one of the participants. He joined forces with the three caves from the other three holy places to block Emperor Sikong, and was one of the masterminds behind the destruction of Feixian Mountain."

The young man's eyes were full of hatred and anger.

When Jiang Ling heard the name of Emperor Sikong from him, he fell silent immediately.

Sikong Emperor should be Sikong Nihong, just like Jiang Ling thought, Sikong Nihong also came to help.

It's a pity that two fists are no match for four hands. Sikong Nihong was interfered by four holes, and was entangled and unable to lend a helping hand.

But Feixian Mountain faced too many enemies, and finally failed to keep Feixian Mountain.

It's been so long since these things happened, it's hard to know what happened at that time.

"The remnants of Feixian Mountain are so courageous to show up openly."

At the same time, at the forefront of the warship high in the sky, a young man in a battle robe looked down at Jiangling indifferently.

"Wei Wuya!" The young man beside Jiang Ling widened his eyes and panted heavily.

It's a pity, is it really not giving any way to survive? It's not enough to dispatch Zong Li at once, and Wei Wuya is even sent!
"Wei Wuya!" While the young man was shocked, the group of people present also saw Wei Wuya, and changed their faces again.

After several years of silence, the Yi Tian Army awoke powerfully ten years ago, united with all major forces to destroy Feixian Mountain in one fell swoop, and returned to the ranks of the top forces.

And Wei Wuya is the face of the Yi Tian Army, but whenever the world's major events require the appearance of the Yi Tian Army, the capital Wei Wuya will appear on behalf of the Yi Tian Army, which shows Wei Wuya's high status.

Yi Tianjun can secure one of the four holy places, and has more than one hole, but Wei Wuya can become the face of Yi Tianjun, which is enough to prove how strong he is.

Now two people actually showed up at the same time, just to deal with Jiang Ling, it was unheard of.

"No, we are not their opponents." The young man turned pale.

Jiang Ling did not change his face all the time, standing calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Now, are you afraid?" Jiang Ling asked him.

"I'm not afraid, I'll fight, idiot! Even if I die, I will let them know that no one in Feixian Mountain is a coward, and if they die, they will die standing up."

He gritted his teeth and drank.

Jiang Ling nodded in satisfaction.

Although this young man only has the cultivation base of the Xiantian stage, his will is really strong. Even when Jiang Ling was in the Xiantian stage, he would be timid in the face of the Dongxu stage.

"die."

At this moment, Wei Wuya and Zong Li led a vast army to submerge them.

The torrent of troops slammed into the invisible barrier around Feixian Mountain, showing their fierce faces one by one.

It's just the remnants of Feixian Mountain, will they be afraid?
Come and kill one, come and kill a group, similar situations have happened too many times, and they are all numb from killing.

The base camp of Feixian Mountain has been captured, and the Hanging City of Xianzang has been knocked down to the ground. What else can stop their iron hooves?
The young man let out a low growl, took out a dagger, bent his body and lowered his center of gravity, and set up an attacking posture.

"Hahaha, die!"

A group of people with ferocious faces stared at Jiang Ling and the young man with deadly eyes.

But the moment they touched the barrier, everyone lost their strength and fell to the ground without warning.

"Crash."

A tidal wave of people fell one after another, and no one was able to touch the barrier unscathed.

In just the blink of an eye, half of the vast army died.

Jiang Ling's body didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes, he just stood there, and the endless army died silently at his feet.

"This, this, how could it be!" The young man beside Jiang Ling swallowed hard, suspecting that he was dreaming.

He was mentally prepared to die in battle, but he didn't expect the situation to be reversed in an instant.

Was all this done by the white-haired man next to him?How did he do it?
Not only the young man was shocked, but everyone present including Zong Li and Wei Wuya had a drastic change in expression.

too strong!
This feeling is unprecedented!

Zong Li and Wei Wuya looked at each other, and couldn't help but gasp.

The white-haired man standing in the ruins of Feixian Mountain didn't have any fluctuations in his body, just like an ordinary person. Zong Li had only sensed this feeling from the suzerain of the Great Demon Sect.

Returning to the basics is such a realm.

"Stop it all, don't come here again, this is a soul attack! You can't stop it."

Wei Wuya sensed that something was wrong, he quickly stared and drank.

How is it possible, why is there such a terrifying soul power in this world?
Wei Wuya and Zong Li couldn't keep calm anymore, they looked at each other, and they both saw horror in each other's eyes.

"Go, let's go!"

The vast army couldn't care less about it anymore, so it quickly turned around and walked out, trying to escape.

The Holy Land coalition forces, which originally had an absolute advantage, are frantically trying to flee the scene with fear on their faces, and they will be wiped out if they are one step behind!

And at this moment, 18 light spots appeared between Jiang Ling's brows. The light spots rotated, and the supreme soul power spread out like waves, sweeping everyone.

At this moment, the whole world was silent.

"Feixian Mountain belongs, return immediately after receiving the news, I will wait for you here." The majestic voice spread in all directions.

(End of this chapter)