On weekdays, Feng Xu and the others naturally didn't want to stand up for others, and they had a bad relationship with the Four Holy Lands for no reason. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But now is different from the past, Situ Ling has a Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body, and the stakes are very high, although they can't accept her entry, they definitely don't want to see her worship in Langya Sword Palace.

Right now, Situ Ling unexpectedly chose to worship under the Xuantian Sect, except for Dao Lingxu and Lin Yang, everyone was happy.

Whether the Xuantian Sect has a way to avoid the calamity is something that should be considered by the sorrows, and it has nothing to do with them.

As long as the Xinghe Yuan Fetal Dao Body does not enter the Langya Sword Palace, it will be fine!

In the case of standing up, Feng Xu and the others will naturally not stand idly by, no matter how strong the combat power is, whether they need their help or not, they must show their strength at this time, first, to show favor to Xuantian Sect, and secondly, to make Dao Ling retreat in the face of difficulties.

If this kid is not interesting, they don't mind having a group fight, there is no need to think about heads-up, it is clear that they can't fight, who would be stupid enough to play heads-up with that kid.

In the end, even if the innate spirit treasure of Tiangang Thunder Yin Sword was brought out and the matter was made bigger, they were not afraid, so many elders in their respective immortal sects were paying attention to the progress and changes in this matter, and they would never let an innate spirit treasure come to them, and then there would be a strong person who would come forward to help them withstand it.

The atmosphere on the field instantly froze, the arrows and crossbows were pulled, and the junior disciples of all sects retreated towards the bottom of the mountain under the support of Sikong Yu, Bu Yuanfu and others.

After all, the sword has no eyes, and a group of Returning Origin Realm cultivators are really going to fight at the top of Lingmiao Peak, just the aftermath of a fighting method, these personal disciples and those immortal seeking disciples who have not yet entered the sect will not be able to bear it, and it will be difficult to resist at all.

For Sikong Yu and others, this is the contest between the Ming Dynasty, the Ten Great Immortal Gates and the Four Holy Lands, and breaking sorrow is just one of the fuses, even if there is no such thing, this fire will still burn sooner or later.

As for their second- and third-grade sects, their foundation is not enough, and their foundation is shallow, so they naturally will not offend Yuxuguan and Langya Sword Palace.

Of course, they didn't want to hate the ten immortal sects because of this, so they had to help each other, sell a favor, help Lu Xiangsheng maintain order, and protect the integrity of the disciples of each sect.

"I'm going to take Situ Ling away today, I can't stop me, and you can't stop me!"

Dao Ling stepped into the air, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a domineering dragon chant resounded in the sky.

Lu Xiangsheng walked over, his eyes were condensed, with murderous intent, he stared at Dao Lingxu, and sneered: "How can the Immortal Ascension Conference allow you to be wild, Langya Sword Palace, such a great majesty!"

"Dao Lingxu, if you don't follow the rules, even if we kill you today, Langya Sword Palace will have nothing to say!"

When the words fell, Lu Xiangsheng took the lead, his red flame Jin Ge was raised, and a monstrous divine flame rushed out, and the whole Jin Ge seemed to have peeled off a layer of body, and a layer of golden divine light floated out on Jin Ge.

"Whew"

He Jin Ge waved, a vacuum collapsed, the void rippled, the great sun true fire raged, turning into three thousand six hundred Ge, each Ge was condensed like a substance, shattering a thousand zhang Fangyuan, this Ge was extremely amazing, the void shattered, and slaughtered towards Dao Ling Void.

Judging from the power of this Ge, Lu Xiangsheng's injuries have been healed for most of the time unconsciously, almost at the peak.

Pulling a hair and moving the whole body, Lu Xiangsheng's move was like a signal, and he shot it all.

The thundercloud storm that had been condensed for a long time had not yet been released, and Feng Xu had already sent the fierce gold and silver python to open the mouth of the blood python and exhale at the place where Dao Lingxu was.

The wind and clouds surged, an inexplicable suction attracted the sky, with two gold and silver pythons about 100 zhang long, the snake letter hissed, and in an instant, one gold and one silver two gangs erupted from the python's mouth, turning into two gods dozens of zhang high.

The golden divine wind roared like a rain of swords and swords, crushing the vacuum, and the silver divine wind swirled like a yin and rotten poison, eroding bones**, like two pillars of wind, almost touching the void barrier, wringing everything into powder.

Jingyue Zhenren's face was as cold as ice, the ice lotus under her feet vibrate, the frost spread and condensed the vacuum, her jade hand made a false move, and an ice crystal ancient mirror appeared in her palm, the light was dense, and it was shining.

"Roar"

The mirror light shone down, condensing a hundred ice lions roaring, and the Xuanbing Avenue was immersed in it, fierce and vast, and was led by a wisp of sharp qi, and roared towards Dao Lingxu.

Broken sorrow and silence, a little crying and laughing, he is obviously the protagonist of this battle, how can he feel as if he has nothing to do at all, there is no sense of existence at all, Lu Xiangsheng and others are anti-guest-oriented, and they seem to be in a hurry to do it than him.

Seeing Lu Xiangsheng approaching, breaking the curse seal of his hand, the thunderclouds were hanging over the sky, rumbling and trembling, looking extremely embarrassed and entangled, I don't know whether to put it, once his magic power is released, the thundercloud storm will cover a radius of dozens of miles, but it is not a friend or foe.

At the same time, Dao Xuan and Gu Lingfeng also shot one after another, stepping on the clouds, folding the fan and shaking gently, fanning out the smoke and clouds, the mirage is like a mirage, holding the picture scroll in one hand and showing it in the void, painting hundreds of immortals in the grand scenery of the Heavenly Palace, and a negative sword Immortal Jun walked out of the painting, swinging his sword to slash the demon, and falling thousands of sword rains.

"Today, whether Situ Ling wants to or not, you must go back to Langya Sword Palace with me, and everyone you know will get out of the way!

Dao Ling let out a deep sigh, the dragon pattern ancient sword in his hand trembled, the cold edge extended out of Zhang Xu, and the golden sword blade was extremely domineering, exuding a will to dominate the world.

Dao Ling stepped in vain, the dragon chanted and shook the sky, and ten thousand swords bowed to him, just like the ancient kings coming to the world, and the majesty shook the ancient and the present.

The first step fell, and it seemed that the entire void trembled, the frost shattered in a vacuum that could not be condensed, and there was a sharp edge floating around Dao Lingxu's body, and a layer of golden sword Gang was brilliant, bursting out from every pore of his body.

His golden robe floated and flew to hunt in the wind, the bronze bell on his head held the ancient sword, and the aura of the emperor around his body was extremely strong, and the phantom of the dragon appeared, as if a sword king was coming to the world, and he wanted to use the sword in his hand to conquer the world and fight in all directions.

"Knock"

The bronze bell rang, and the domineering bell swept the void, as if thousands of sharp edges were crushing, shattering everything.

Thousands of gold ges stabbed and killed, and the great sun was raging like a tide, and before he could get close, he was crushed by the domineering bell.

"Lin Yang can defeat you, so can I!!"

Dao Lingxu looked at Lu Xiangsheng, proudly with disdain, and stepped down in the second step, the sword momentum of the king of the world skyrocketed, and the phantom of the divine dragon became clearer and clearer, and suppressed towards Lu Xiangsheng, this sword was extremely domineering, and no foreign objects were tolerated.

Chiyan Jinge shook violently, Lu Xiangsheng spread his wings on his back, and the whole person was shaken out by more than ten zhang, and his feet left two clear traces of fire in the void, which were not extinguished or extinguished, like a flame ditch.

Dao Ling's body did not move, but the sound of the sword groaned endlessly, and the dragon pattern ancient sword in his hand shattered in an instant, and the vacuum ran through like a rainbow.

"Buzz"

The dragon pattern ancient sword trembled, and at this moment, it hooked the avenue, and a sword mark was derived in front of it, instantly turning into a road, and rushing into the two golden and silver divine winds.

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