Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the sky, many monks in the foundation period bathed and led out of the palace.

Everyone's breath was extraordinarily strong, standing there as thick and dense as a mountain.

After all, these people first went through two assessments of the Palace of Fortune, and then survived difficult killings later. Those who could survive were naturally a leader in the realm of building a base.

However, one of these mighty monks is ordinary, with no overwhelming momentum around him, as if he is a mortal who has not set foot on the path of cultivation.

However, he is the most striking of these monks, and even the monks in the audience.

This man's sword eyebrows are staring, handsome and extraordinary, and there is a faint smile on his mouth. The body of the body clearly did not have any momentum, but it was flowing with a kind of Tao Yun, mysterious and mysterious, inexplicable.

Moreover, his temperament is indifferent and quiet, extraordinary and refined, as if falling from the immortal world.

Therefore, as soon as this person appeared, he covered the light of many powerful monks, as if it had become the only place in the world, attracting everyone's attention.

"Who is this? It's so extraordinary."

The gentleman shook his feather fan and looked at the young man in white in the sky. There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, obviously there is no overwhelming momentum, but it can cover those outstanding lights, let me wait to be the first to notice him, it is really good." An old man with a fairy-style brow pinched his beard, his old face was full of Appreciate.

"Yes, this style is not as good as the strongest Tianjiao in our Lin family." A middle-aged man sighed and looked at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, hesitantly: "Wait ... you use the spirit soul Li, take a closer look. "

"Ok?"

Hearing this, several of the strong Danzis on the mountain peaked, then moved the power of the soul, and looked at Lingxian again.

Then their faces began to change, and they took a breath in the end!

"This is ... building the base!"

"Unbelievable, this person has reached the invincible state of Zhuji? No wonder I feel a kind of coercion on his body."

"I can't believe it. My tribe hasn't been out of the foundation of the invincible world for hundreds of years. What is the origin of this son? It can even be compared with those two evildoers on the Qianlong list!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked. In addition to the strong appreciation in Ling Xian's eyes, there was an incredible amount.

You know, these people are all high-ranking monks, and their minds are indifferent, and ordinary things can't surprise them, let alone be shocked.

However, at the moment, it is shaking because of Ling Xianqi, which is quite incredible.

However, if you think about it, this is normal. A king who builds an invincible realm, even the ancestor of Yuanying, will be surprised!

"Lingxian, you finally appeared!"

Seeing Ling Xian appear, Zi Donglai's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling glory.

It's a kind of spirit called hope.

Below, the two men and horses desperately fighting were also stopped by a large group of people who suddenly appeared. And when those disciples of Ziyangzong saw Lingxian, a flash of joy flashed on their faces.

"Look! It's Ling Ling! Ling Ling appears!"

"Hahaha, we have been saved. As long as Ling son is present, we can protect us comprehensively!"

"Yeah, Ling Ling is finally back, plus my many elders from Ziyangzong, he will definitely run away the two forces!"

Many disciples looked excited, looking at Ling Xian suspended in the sky, the heart that had been desperate beating again, full of confidence.

It can be seen that they firmly believe that Lingxian can protect Ziyangzong comprehensively.

No way, who has made Ling Xian appear in Ziyangzong has done too many shocking feats, too many things that the world thinks are impossible.

Over time, he has almost become an omnipotent deity in the hearts of everyone in Ziyang Sect, especially the disciples at the bottom.

Therefore, these people believe in Lingxian so much that they have even reached a blind destination.

"What happened?"

Looking at the horrible scene below Shura hell, Ling Xian frowned.

The elders of Ziyangzong who just came out of the Fortune Palace also changed their faces. They did not understand how the Ziyang Dongtian, which was originally quiet and peaceful, became like this.

"Get me out!"

Perceiving everyone's doubts, Zi Donglai rushed to explain. He forcibly erupted a more fierce force, forcing the two masters back, and then took the opportunity to withdraw and retreat hundreds of feet away.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's body flickered, and she immediately came to Zidong and asked, "Sect, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

Zidong waved his hand, looked at Ling Xian in front of him, and the elders who hurried to him, and smiled strongly: "It's a pity for me Ziyang Zong, let you appear in time."

Ling Xian frowned, glanced at Zidong, who was experiencing weakness, and looked at the stump and broken arm below. She couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that my sentence would come true."

"Ahem ... yeah."

Zi Donglai barely squeezed a smile and looked at the many elders who had come to him, and said in a deep voice: "I'm short, just three hours ago, Lingjianmen and Xuanyinzong jointly launched an attack on my Ziyangzong. Now it's time for life and death. I hope you can fight to death and protect my Ziyang ancestors forever. "

Hearing that the elders sank in their hearts. Although they had anticipated it, they heard tremendous pressure from Zidong when he came to say it himself.

However, they understand that the situation is very urgent at the moment, not when they say nonsense, they are all holding their fists, and they all say the same thing: "Relief master, I will fight desperately to protect my Ziyang ancestors!"

Zidong came with a serious expression and Shen said: "Very well, you go and support the disciples below, here is me."

"Yes!"

More than a dozen elders gave a shout, without talking nonsense, immediately flew down below, intending to support those disciples who were about to die.

"Well, what can you do if you come out of the palace of good fortune, can a few ants in the foundation period still change the battle?" Xuanyinzong taught him to laugh strangely, and his cold eyes looked at Zidong like a snake. .

"Yes, here comes Zidong. I respect you as a lord. As long as you capture it, I can spare you." Lingjianmen's expression was calm, and his words were calm, as if he was stating a fact.

"You dream!"

Zidong came to anger and burned forcibly, intending to continue to rush forward and fight again with the two masters.

However, he had just taken three steps and could no longer hold back the injuries in his body and spit two blood.

"Cough, **** it, did the old injury ..."

Zidong came pale, with a sorrow flashing on her face. I did not expect that at this critical moment, my old injury actually happened.

Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned and sighed, "Zongzhu, you take a break first, let me come."

As he said, he stepped forward slightly, and the white robe danced.

Then, a bland word slowly spread out in the dullness, resounding through the entire Ziyang Sect!

"Come on, let me Ling Xian first come to teach the two talents."