There is a harmony that has never been seen in the fairy world.

It doesn't matter which continent, which Immortal Sect, or who has a personal grudge with whom. Now there is no place for fighting and killing people in the entire fairy world.

There is still an immortal king living in the Immortal King's Mansion, and the new immortal king will conduct a new round of elections after the battle of the gods.

This time the Immortal King Election Conference definitely doesn't count, and besides, after the battle of the gods. No one knows if they will survive or who will survive.

It doesn't make any sense to be elected now. What if the newly elected Immortal King was sacrificed in the Battle of the Gods?

The dueling arena in Yingzhou was repaired by Xiao Fan, and the corpse eagle stayed in the dueling arena every day. Almost all the time, he had to accept challenges from monks of different cultivation, and as long as he could pass a hundred moves under his hands, he would be able to go to the Nether to participate in the battle of the gods in two months.

To the surprise of the corpse eagle, none of these people who came to challenge him deliberately defeated him. Although they were all defeated by him, those people all tried their best, and some of them couldn't stand up and continued to fight him.

These people ...... They don't seem to be afraid of death.

"It's amazing, I thought there were a few people who would lose to him on purpose. ”

On a mountain peak near the dueling arena, the sword immortal was amazed and couldn't help but say.

He's already dueled with the Corpse Eagle, and it's been more than a hundred moves. The cultivation of the Sword Immortal, although far behind the corpse eagle, is his swordsmanship. Under the disparity in strength, it can still be supported for a long time.

"Even if you usually seem sinister and cunning, or someone who likes to cause trouble everywhere. When the survival of the home is threatened, it will be desperate and do its best. ”

The Immortal King stood behind Xiao Fan, looking at the monks who were brushed down one after another on the dueling arena, and said with feeling.

"Are you talking about yourself? ”

When Xiao Fan heard this, he suddenly smiled.

The Immortal King hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The disciple is indeed ashamed, and he has made a lot of mistakes, and he is ashamed of the ancestor!"

"Actually, apart from what you did to Ling Xiaozi, you are not a big traitor. Xiao Fan looked at the dueling arena and said:

"If you survive the war of the gods, I will spare you all punishment. But the fairy king, you must not be again. ”

When the Immortal King heard this, he lowered his head and said, "The disciple understands that the ancestor is already extremely generous if he does not punish me. What's more, with what my disciples do, I myself will no longer covet the position of the Immortal King. ”

Xiao Fan nodded:

"After a while, I will go back to the human world first, you can go with me. Your cultivation has almost reached its peak in the Immortal Realm, and you won't be able to advance much if you move forward. Or come back to the Holy Gate with me, and with your cultivation, you are qualified to guide those disciples of the Holy Gate. ”

The Immortal King was stunned, and hurriedly nodded: "Disciple understands." ”

"Master, are you leaving, when are you leaving?"

Lian Xin heard that Xiao Fan was leaving, and couldn't help but ask.

Yesterday, Xiao Fan had already told him and Sword Immortal the truth about everything, although Lian Xin couldn't accept the fact that Ling Xiaozi would never come back. But Xiao Fan, whether it is his appearance or temperament, is consistent with Ling Xiaozi.

Moreover, Xiao Fan's body is Ling Xiaozi, and Lian Xin can't help but regard Xiao Fan as Ling Xiaozi.

And Yuan Hao's identity, Lian Xin still has to be respectful to Xiao Fan.

Everything, still business as usual.

Xiao Fan nodded and said:

"I still have things to do in the human world, so at the end of this month at the most, I will go back first. ”

"Lian Xin, you and the juniors and disciples of Lingxiao Sect, just stay in the fairy world. War of the Gods...... Don't come......"

Xiao Fan took a deep breath and said.

When Lian Xin heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Master, why is this?"

"Because I owe Ling Xiao Sect too much, because of me, more than 20,000 disciples died. Now that there are only you people left in the Ling Xiao Sect, I want the Ling Xiao Sect to keep some seeds. After more than two months, there are probably not many remaining monks in the immortal realm, and it is up to you to develop the immortal realm and establish order. ”

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, and said to Lian Xin.

In fact, it is Ling Xiaozi who owes Ling Xiaozong. Xiao Fan did this, which can be regarded as a kindness to Ling Xiaozi, keeping some seeds of the Ling Xiao Sect for him, and not letting the people of the Ling Xiao Sect have few left.

"Master, disciples don't dare to disobey you. But the juniors and disciples can not go, me and Shenwu and them...... We must go, and please don't refuse us. ”

Lian Xin lowered his head and said, his tone was extremely sincere.

Xiao Fan sighed and said, "I don't refuse, but you have thought about it, and it is very likely that you will not be able to come back." ”

"The disciples have thought about it, the Shenwu and they have thought it out like me, and we are not afraid of death. Lian Xin blurted out without any hesitation.

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "Okay, when you and Shenwu go to the lower realm, find a way to trap the other disciples of the Lingxiao Sect and don't let them come out of the Lingxiao Sect." ”

After speaking, Xiao Fan looked at the sword immortal again:

"I mean, you and the disciples of the Sword Sect should also stay. ”

Xiao Fan's move was also a favor to help Ling Xiaozi return the sword immortal. Because of Ling Xiaozi's original request, the Sword Immortal was desperate to protect Ling Xiaozong and practice their hearts, resulting in the decline of the Sword Sect from then on.

"The disciples of the Sword Sect can not go, I have to go. ”

The Sword Immortal said without hesitation.

When Xiao Fan heard this, he didn't persuade him, nodded and said:

"Alright then, when I go to the lower realm, you and the fairy king will come with me. Inside the Holy Gate, the disciples of the Divine Sword Hall still need your guidance. ”

……

After staying in the immortal realm for a few more days, it was exactly a month since Xiao Fan came out of the Holy Gate. Now that the War of the Gods is only two months away, he is ready to go back to the human realm first.

On the peak of the teleportation circle engraved with the Hui Human Realm, Lian Xin and Shenwu sent Xiao Fan, the Sword Immortal, and the Immortal King here.

"Alright, you guys go back first, and we'll see you in two months. ”

Xiao Fan looked at them and said with a slight smile:

"By the way, if I asked Lian Xin to convey to you, you still have two months, think about it. ”

"Don't think about it, Master, we are all going to go, not afraid of death!" As soon as Xiao Fan finished speaking, Shenwu blurted out almost the same as Lian Xin.

Xiao Fan nodded and said:

"Alright then, see you in two months. ”

After speaking, he entered the teleportation array with the Sword Immortal and the Immortal King and disappeared on the mountain peak.

Coming out of the snow-capped mountains of Kunlun Mountain, Xiao Fan took the Sword Immortal and the Immortal King and returned directly to the Holy Gate.

The disciples in the Holy Gate are really the same as Xiao Fan said, everyone is cultivating diligently, and no one is lazy. Even the disciples guarding the gate are also cultivating, and the gate has not sent disciples to guard the gate anymore.

After all, with the Longshan Great Array guarding, basically no one will break in.

If it is to prevent fate, it is impossible to prevent it at all, even if someone is guarding the door, it will not help. Wherever fate goes, it's like being in a no-man's land.

In the Holy Gate Hall, Xiao Fan summoned all the hall masters.

When the Sword Immortal saw Han Qianmei's Blood Lin Sword, he jumped up from his chair and pointed at Han Qianmei and said:

"Holy!

Han Qianmei was startled and tensed. Immediately clenched the Blood Lin Sword, his eyebrows locked, and he looked at the Sword Immortal vigilantly.

"Don't get excited!"

Xiao Fan hurriedly persuaded.

Immediately, he told the sword fairy about his encounter with Aotian.

"That's right, it was that kid from Aotian who stole my Blood Lin Sword and ran to the Netherworld, this guy is too bold!"

When the sword fairy talked about this, he was still a little angry.

"Qianmei, your Blood Lin Sword was forged by the Sword Immortal himself. Including the moves of Heavenly Sword Twenty-two, they were also created by Sword Immortals. ”

Xiao Fan introduced Han Qianmei again.

"Girl, you are also a swordsman, and he is known as the Sword Ancestor to us. At this time, the fairy king also said with a smile.

When Han Qianmei heard this, she looked at this sloppy uncle incredulously. She couldn't help but clench the Blood Lin Sword again, she was afraid that the Blood Lin Sword would be snatched away.

Seeing her like this, the sword fairy laughed:

"Don't worry, little girl, since you have a relationship with the sword, I will give it to you. Although this blood lin is one of the top ten famous swords we have there, who the sword ends up with, it depends on chance. He doesn't belong to me, and it's useless for me to take it. ”

"And I don't use a sword. ”

The sword fairy said, blinking, looking proud.

"Swordsman...... Don't you need a sword?" asked Han Qianmei incredulously.

Next, the sword fairy answered her with practical actions.

I saw him bend his finger and flick towards the outside of the main hall, and a sharp sword light shot straight out, soaring into the sky.

There was a "boom", as if a thunderbolt sounded on a sunny day.