"See the three uncles!"

As if sensing that someone was coming here, the fog below surged up, and several rays of light rose into the sky, and the brilliance converged, revealing the faces of several monks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Led by a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, he bowed deeply to the three of them, and as for the monks behind him, although they didn't say a word, their expressions were extremely respectful.

However, Taixu Zhenren's face turned cold.

The three of them came from afar, and when they came here, the Flying Sword Valley actually only sent a few disciples of the Transformation Stage to greet them, which was really rude.

For thousands of years, there has never been such a slack.

What is the purpose?

Seeing that the sect is weakened, do you deliberately give a dismount?

But in the face of a group of juniors, it is not easy for me to have a seizure.

However, anger is anger, after all, Taixu Zhenren is a sect leader who has experienced countless winds and waves.

Soon, the expression on his face calmed down.

If he is angry here, he will only lose face, anyway, the immortal cultivation world is more about strength, with Uncle Ling's ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, the other party will only bring humiliation on himself if he does this, and the face lost by this sect will definitely be able to be recovered a hundredfold, a thousand times.

As soon as he thought of this, he calmed down, and glanced at the two people beside him.

That Spirit Leaf Fairy suppressed the anger in his eyes, and as for Ling Immortal, he wouldn't show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Joy and anger are invisible!

Although Ling Xian was no longer a titular Supreme Elder, he was not interested in intriguing with the monks of other sects, so it was good to leave this kind of matter to Tai Xu.

"Lead the way!"

Taixu didn't get angry on the spot, and those disciples of the Flying Sword Valley were naturally more interested and didn't say much, after all, they were also very nervous when they received this sect's task, and when they encountered this situation before, they were all elders who came out in person to greet them.

At this moment, the ban had been opened, and soon everyone flew into the valley.

Ling Xian had already sensed it with his divine sense just now, this valley was ridiculously large, and being in it at this moment felt even more extraordinary.

As far as the eye can see, the dense houses and the sky are flying in the sky.

Unlike the Huayu Sect, the monks of this Flying Sword Valley, regardless of their realm, only use one spiritual weapon and treasure.

Fairy Sword!

It's breathtaking.

You must know that the ancient sword cultivation has long since declined, and although the area of the immortal cultivation world is extensive, there are only a handful of pure sword cultivation sects.

It is said to be a valley in front of you, but there are thousands of miles in length and width, and the surrounding peaks are more than tens of thousands of feet high.

In the valley, there are also rolling mountains, but these peaks, relatively speaking, are lower, but they are also more than 1,000 zhang high.

At the moment, they are like one of the peaks flying away.

Soon it will be there.

On the top of the mountain, there are pavilions and pavilions, but there are very few monks who can enter and exit here, and an old man with a wrinkled face and black hair stands on the top of the mountain to greet him.

"The three Taoist friends have worked hard from afar, Zhong has lost his welcome, and I hope you don't mind. ”

Taixu Zhenren's face sank, and they all arrived here, and there was only one old monster of the Tongxuan Period who came to greet the other party, and it was inevitable that he was too deceitful.

But he still didn't have a seizure, after all, he was in charge of the faction, and he still had this kind of self-cultivation, and the more angry he was, the more joyful the smile on his face became.

Talk and laugh with each other.

"Uncle Shi, this old monster Zhong is not remarkable in strength among the elders of the Flying Sword Valley, but he is extremely talented, and his divine sense is extremely powerful, almost exceeding the monks of the same level. ”

A gentle voice came to my ears.

It was the Spirit Leaf Fairy who transmitted the sound, and she was originally a little unkind to Ling Xian, who had just come out of the customs.

However, this moment is different, now that Benmen is underestimated by the other party, she is angry, and some of her views on Ling Xian will naturally disappear.

What you want at this moment is to work with one heart and one mind, but you can't let the majesty of this door really fold in the hands of the three of you.

"Oh, the divine sense is far superior to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level?"

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of interest, not to mention his other divine powers for the time being, his divine sense was also the most self-satisfied skill.

Before this thought was turned, the old monster had already turned his head, and there was a bit of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "This must be the famous Ling Daoyou, I didn't expect Your Excellency to be so young, but you have a great reputation, which is really admirable." ”

He said this on his lips, but there was a look of ill will on his face, and in the depths of his eyes, a strange light flashed.

Ling Xian's pupils shrank.

The other party is relying on the strength of his divine sense to cast a secret technique on himself, most of the purpose is to make a fool of himself.

I really don't know whether to live or die!

A fierce color flashed at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

He is not an immortal cultivator who likes to cause trouble, but he will never let others bully, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, since the other party provokes trouble first, don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Thinking like this in his heart, Ling Xian had a smile on his face.

The opponent's divine consciousness attacked, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea.

No...... It's not mud cows that go into the sea, they go into a whirlpool.

The old man's divine consciousness surnamed Zhong couldn't be recovered.

I couldn't help but change my face.

Vortex of consciousness?

How is this possible, to be able to form an endless whirlpool with the power of divine consciousness, isn't it possible for immortal cultivators in the Tribulation Period to do it?

Naturally, he would not sit still, otherwise once his divine consciousness was sucked into the whirlpool, he would have to become a wasted person.

Struggling desperately, but there is no use, the other party's divine consciousness is much stronger than his own, and it is not a level at all.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face was already pleading.

And at this moment, the terrible whirlpool disappeared.

"Whew!"

Old Monster Zhong collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, panting heavily, his face full of the color of the rest of his life, but he looked at Ling Xian's expression, not only did he not have a look of jealousy, but he was extremely in awe.

The strength shown by the other party is too incredible.

How to say it, it seems that he is facing an old monster in the tribulation period, he has suffered a big loss, but the other party is also merciful, such a terrible existence retaliates, isn't he an old birthday star hanged, and he is afraid of a long life?

All this, Taixu Zhenren and Lingye Fairy all saw it.

The former is just that, the latter is not only admired but also admired, and it is really a vain man under the fame, this little uncle is so good.

"It's too reckless, thank you Senior Ling for your mercy!"

After a while, the old man surnamed Zhong hugged his fist at Ling Xian and saluted, his face was not convinced, this guy is worthy of being an immortal cultivator who has survived five heavenly tribulations, and he is really a person who can afford to take it and let it go.

Then he didn't dare to play a little trick anymore, and respectfully led the way in front, but he took Ling Xian and the three of them into the belly of the mountain. (To be continued.) )