Painting of the Nine Immortals

At the top of the mountain, Ling Xian looked at the corpses of the three, showing a little pity in the eyes of the stars.

Because he forgot something very important.

The Zhang family is just a small strength, which is so different from the Sword Gate, it is definitely a relationship that cannot be beaten by eight poles. However, the Sword Gate annihilated the Zhang family and cut the roots.

This means that there must be weirdness in it.

It is very likely that the Zhang family has grasped a secret or obtained something.

Therefore, Lingxian was quite sorry, but soon, sorry was swept away.

There are only three monks in the Chosen Period at the Sword Gate. At this moment they have fallen, and no one can stop them.

In other words, as long as he thought, he could not only find out why the Sword Gate destroyed the Zhang family, but also regard this large strength as existing.

Therefore, Ling Xian's regrets turned into joy.

"When I first came to Xuanwu Continent, I needed a stronghold, so I simply took the Sword Gate as the foundation." Ling Xian smiled slightly, intending to control the Sword Gate so that she could do things herself.

Right now, he's running mana, letting his voice spread through the Sword Gate.

"Everyone at Sword Gate is listening. From now on, I am the new owner of Sword Gate."

The voice fell, ringing through the world.

This sentence is not domineering at all, but the meaning is clear, so that everyone in the Sword Gate is sluggish.

What is the new master?

Does this mean that teaching is dead?

Everyone was furious, and they showed their stature and gathered towards the main peak.

After a few breaths, the elders of the Yuanying period arrived first, and without a word they displayed magical powers and killed Ling Ling.

It's a pity that everyone's attacks have dissipated automatically, let alone shaking Lingxian.

This shocked many elders and was a bit frightened.

"Don't be tempted to take a shot, just look at the situation before talking."

Ling Xian looked calm and took a step to the left. Suddenly, the bodies of the three monks in the Taoist period were exposed to everyone's sight.

Suddenly, the space was silent, and then, it fry.

"Oh my god, Zhangjiao and the two elders were killed!"

"It's unbelievable, but they are both powerful men in the fifth realm. Looking at the world, who can kill them?"

"It's over. The three pillars are dead. My Sword Gate is completely over!"

Some people are shocked, some are angry, and some are sad, but without exception, they express deep fear.

The power of these three people has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially in the eyes of disciple disciple disciples. However, at this moment, they were beheaded by Ling Xian, and it was difficult to keep them from fear.

"Now, no one should do it." Ling Xian smiled mildly, and she was very brilliant.

But in the eyes of everyone, it was undoubtedly the devil's smile.

Everyone was like a falling ice cave, looking at Ling Xian in horror, and even many people were already shaking.

They wanted to make a shot, but even the elders of the Yuanying period did not dare, because it was no different from finding death.

"Very well, if you don't, you can have a good talk."

"I slaughtered the three of them because they have enmity against me, and I have no enmity against you."

"So don't worry, I won't hurt you, of course, provided you don't mess with me."

Ling Xian's smile gradually converged, and she slowly spit out an indifferent word.

"Now I give you a choice, either leave or take orders from me."

It was said that everyone was experiencing bitterness without exception.

Ling Xian's words clearly conveyed a message that he wanted to control the Sword Gate, in other words, that the Sword Gate had changed hands.

Although unwilling to accept it, it is the fact that they can only choose.

Most people tend to leave. After all, Lingxian is their enemies, but they dare not, so they fall into silence.

In this regard, Ling Xian knows well.

At the moment, he smiled lightly: "Rest assured, whoever wants to leave, I will never stop or deliberately make trouble."

"Is this true?" Said a young man.

"You can try and see if I will stop you." Ling Xian said lightly, he just wanted to have a stronghold, not an open school.

Therefore, even if everyone is gone.

"it is good!"

The young man gritted his teeth fiercely and turned away.

Seeing this, everyone stared at him tightly, apparently, to see if he would suddenly burst.

Until the youth disappeared, Ling Xian didn't take any action.

This gave everyone a sigh of relief, and now, one after another left. At the blink of an eye, they walked more than half, leaving only a few dozen people to stay in place and never leave.

They have no deep feelings for the dead palm teacher, and they have low strength and nowhere to go. So they don't want to go.

Anyway, seeing Ling Xian letting those people leave is not like a bad person. Instead of being homeless, it is better to stay.

"Looks like you guys don't want to go."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I think this will be the smartest decision in your life."

"I believe that."

A middle-aged man was charming and smiled, "It is definitely an honor for a villain to follow a strong man like a son."

"You do speak."

Ling Xian laughed aloud, seeing that the man has the third realm of cultivation, which is the strongest among the people left, so he said: "From now on, you will be the chief elder, responsible for all matters in the door.

Hearing that the middle-aged man froze, and then his body trembled uncontrollably.

Chief elder!

This is the status of more than 10,000 people under one person. Although there are only dozens of people at the Sword Gate at this moment, the resources are still there and the site is still there.

In this way, can a middle-aged man not be excited?

At the moment, he hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "My son is assured that the villain will bow to his knees and die!"

"Not so exaggerated, you just need to take care of everything inside the door."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "You bury these three people first, then sort out the treasure house of Sword Gate, and give me the list."

"Yes, son."

The middle-aged man should step down, and then walk to the bodies of the three, ready to bury them.

Seeing this, Ling Xian suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute."

"What else is going on with my son?" The middle-aged man froze.

"Suddenly remembered their storage bag." Ling Xian raised his mouth, flung his sleeves, and the three of them flew to his hand.

As the strongest of Swordsmen, the net worth will not be too bad. Besides, there is a good chance that there is a reason to destroy the Zhang family.

"Okay, you clean up."

Ling Xian waved his hand, then walked into Dongfu and opened the storage bags of the two elders.

Suddenly, Baoguang pervaded Dongfu, apparently a good treasure.

However, it failed to arouse Ling Xian's interest.

Although the baby in it is good, in his eyes, it is nothing.

"Hopefully, this person's storage bag will surprise me."

Looking at the golden storage bag taught by Gui Jian Men, Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with anticipation, and then he smashed the imprint on it with a spirit.

The next moment, the ray of light erupted, shining brightly.

It is a pity that it is still something that Lingxian despise.

However, in his extreme disappointment, his eyes suddenly caught a sheepskin roll.