Winning a big victory, the benefits of this battle far exceeded expectations, even with Ling Xian's city government, his face couldn't help but be ecstatic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It is said that planning things is in the sky, but in the final analysis, the cultivation of immortals is still the strength, from now on, he will no longer be the nominal elder Taishang, as the saying goes, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and he can mobilize the power of the Huayu Sect, which will definitely add a lot of help to his own cultivation, and one day, he may really be able to impact the catastrophe period!

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Xian was overjoyed.

No longer hiding his strength, his whole body is twisted and turned.

Suddenly, the terrifying spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the aura emitted by Ling Immortal was jaw-dropping, much more powerful than the late stage of Tongxuan.

And this is not over yet, Ling Xian is ready to show another amazing hand.

"That being the case, Ling Mou is also going. ”

Before the words fell, Ling Xian's right hand was raised, and he pointed at the sword, slashing forward.

Thorn ......

With Ling Xian's movements, something unthinkable happened, the void was actually torn apart, and a spatial crack of a certain size emerged.

Then Ling Xian's figure blurred slightly, and he disappeared into the spatial crack.

"This ......"

The monks present were dumbfounded, and one by one their eyes widened and thought they had misunderstood.

What just happened?

Ling Xian tore the void with his bare hands.

There is no mistake.

Isn't this something that only immortal cultivators can do by surviving six heavenly tribulations?

Can a monk of the Xuan Period also cast it?

Impossible, unheard of!

For a while, everyone was shocked, and the few immortal cultivators who were still dissatisfied in their hearts also dispelled the idea of being an enemy of Ling Immortal when they saw this scene.

It wasn't that they were as cowardly as mice, but that after seeing Ling Xian's terrifying strength, they sadly found that they had no qualifications to be his enemy at all.

In a word, those who know the times are Junjie!

Since the strength of the two sides is too far apart, the smart choice is to honestly admit defeat, otherwise, if you are still not convinced, you will not be able to live with your own life.

......

Ling Immortal's skills were shocked, and the powerful strength he displayed made the entire Feather Transformation Sect astonished.

At this time, no one dared to disagree, and he finally became the rightful Supreme Elder of the sect.

But the matter didn't end here, the impact of this duel was much greater than Ling Xian's imagination.

......

Three days later.

The chief rudder of the Baiqiao Courtyard of the three major sects of the Tiancang Mountain Range.

This is a magnificent hall.

Holding the dust in one hand, the old man with a childish face and crane hair sat cross-legged, and in front of him was a jade pupil as white as jade, with a cloudy and uncertain look on his face.

After a long time, he sighed and ordered outside the hall: "Come on, go and invite your seventh uncle!"

"Yes, Venerable Master!"

The respectful voice came into his ears, and the two rays of light outside the hall were galloping, and they had disappeared into the distant sky at an astonishing speed.

About a cup of tea later.

A middle-aged man with a long body walked in and saluted the old man: "Senior brother, you call me?"

"Seventh Senior Brother, you have always been responsible for finding out the news, but is the information you brought back this time too outrageous, think about how good the Feiyu Master is, even the old man has no certainty of winning against him, how can he lose to an immortal cultivator of the same level in three moves and two styles, then where is Ling Kid sacred, is your intelligence wrong?"

"Senior brother, this time I also hope that I made a mistake, but at that time, tens of thousands of monks of the Huayu Sect witnessed it with their own eyes......" The tall middle-aged man showed a wry smile.

"Tens of thousands of monks have seen it with their own eyes?" the old man's eyes widened a lot.

"Yes, there are several of them, all of them are disciples of their own sect, all of them are incognito, worshipping in the Huayu Sect, the news they came out, it seems that there is no mistake. The middle-aged man said with great certainty.

"Oh?"

The old man's face showed a look of emotion, if it was really as the seventh senior brother said, then this matter was very likely to be true.

But how is this possible?

However, before this thought could be turned, the other party threw down a message that made his scalp tingle.

"Senior brother, Ling Xian not only easily defeated the Flying Feather Master, but even tore through the void in the end, escaped into the void and returned to the cave mansion. ”

"What?"

The old man stood up suddenly, and the expression on his face was full of incredulity.

......

Flying Sword Valley!

As the name suggests, the general rudder of the faction is in a huge valley.

The valley is so vast that it is impossible to describe it in words.

However, this is not the most striking.

Unlike the Baiqiao Academy and the Huayu Sect, the monks in the Flying Sword Valley are all sword cultivators.

The magic weapon is single, but the attack power is incomparable.

At this moment, several sword cultivators gathered together.

Although there are not many people, each of them will survive the fifth heavenly tribulation.

"Everyone has heard about the Ling boy?"

"Hmph, it's just a rumor, and it's not credible at all. ”

"That's what I said, but now it's so conclusive that I have to get to the bottom of it. ”

"It's not easy, isn't there a chance in front of you......" a dark shadow laughed strangely.

......

And all this, Ling Xian didn't know.

In the Huayu Sect, it was a helpless move, he didn't want the Taishang Elder to be in name only, but this move caused an uproar in the entire Tiancang Mountain Range, and tens of thousands of monks witnessed it with their own eyes at that time, so there were all kinds of legends in the immortal cultivation world, all of which were talking about how Ling Xian was powerful and how he was so good.

However, not many people believe in it, because these legends are too outrageous, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are absurd.

A mere immortal cultivator in the Xuan Period, how can he say that it is as powerful as the existence of the Tribulation Period.

Outrageous!

Although there are many people who have witnessed it with their own eyes, but without exception they are all immortal cultivators of the Huayu Sect, in recent years, the sect has gradually weakened, God knows if they are deliberately putting gold on their faces in order to save the decline of the sect?

There are many monks who think this way.

For a while, the Huayu Sect not only did not redeem its fame because of this, but it was self-defeating, and it was about to become a laughing stock in the immortal cultivation world.

Because no one believed that there would be such a strong person in the Tongxuan realm.

Everyone thought that the faction was playing tricks, and Ling Xian's astonishing record was just a clumsy joke at best.

......

And all this, Ling Xian didn't know.

After fighting with the Venerable Flying Feather and establishing his prestige and status, Ling Xian returned to the Cave Mansion, still living in a shallow state as before.

Seeing that Ling Xian did not interfere in the affairs of the sect, Taixu Zhenren, who had been worried, breathed a sigh of relief, he found that it was impossible for him to take the initiative to cooperate with Ling Xian, after all, the immortal cultivation world was respected by the strong.

Fortunately, the other party is an ascetic, and the real person is extremely happy.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, misfortunes and blessings lurk, with such a strong person, the Huayu Sect may be able to rise again. (To be continued.) )