The stand-in of Huo Ling'er's brainwave illusion returned to the Void Cold Valley. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAlthough the decisive battle in front of the Cloud Gate has ended, the battlefield of the Void Cold Valley does not know how it is going.

If the destruction of Nangong Xiang is taken as the standard, the War of the Six Realms has not yet ended, and the core battlefield has been transferred to the demon's lair at this time. Those people trapped in the Void Cold Valley, no matter which one they were, Ling Xuanluo couldn't let go, and he didn't understand why Nangong Xiang wanted to mention the Demon King, his second teacher, so he was about to rush to Fuyu Island in a hurry, and the Condor team at his feet suddenly shouted, which made his sense of urgency even heavier.

However, he and Jiang Nanjun couldn't leave like this, and they had to re-close the door that controlled the lifeline of the immortal clan before leaving.

After listening to Jiang Nanjun's prompt, Ling Xuanluo realized something, and replied: "What my brother means is that the reason why this door is opened is because of the worries of the twelve immortals in the heavens, and I don't know where the immortal clan will go?"

Jiang Nanjun was noncommittal, let alone said much, only pointing to the place where the relief of the twelve immortals appeared on the gate.

Ling Xuanluo understood, took a deep breath to suppress the chaotic thoughts, and took out a square little red cloth bag from his arms.

Jiang Nan Junqi said: "What is this?" As soon as he finished asking, he understood it without his explanation, and quickly retreated respectfully.

Ling Xuanluo opened the small bag and solemnly held the golden fairy head seal letter engraved with the hidden pattern of bamboo leaves in the palm of his hand.

He knelt down facing the jade gate, and the light from the seal shone on the door leaf, the jade luster changed, gradually becoming transparent, and the benevolent faces of the twelve immortals appeared again.

This time, they no longer smiled, but their faces were solemn, and their eyes were neatly focused on Ling Xuanluo, the Liuxian from Jiluo Mountain.

The twelve immortals appeared, and on the battlefield under their feet, there was a sound of armor colliding, and all the soldiers of the Condor Alliance stood solemnly facing the gate of the clouds, and the allies from the immortal clan all knelt down.

Ling Xuanluo knelt in the auspicious clouds, and kowtowed to the twelve faces that appeared and disappeared from time to time: "Ancestors of the Immortal Clan, Xuanluo is fortunate to have a glimpse of the true faces of the Venerables today, and it is really a blessing for three lives! The descendants of the immortal clan are guilty, and the unfilial disciple Sun Ling Xuanluo bears an unshirkable responsibility, if the ancestors want to punish him, Xuanluo is willing to bear it alone!"

His voice was not loud, but it rebounded to the lower realm through the Cloud Gate, and the sky in the South China Sea was silent, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

Listening to this pleading, people were "groaning" in their hearts, thinking that the decline of the immortal clan was all due to the immortal snake's poisonous snake Jinshu Sheng, if there was no Ling Xuanluo and others to deal with him during the period, the situation was only afraid that it would be worse than now, how could Ling Xuanluo receive the punishment alone?

The moment of the manifestation of the twelve immortals was solemn and sacred, and although everyone thought so, no one dared to stand up and disturb it. And if these twelve immortals really have spirits in the sky, with their wisdom of eyes and ears, they will also make a fair judgment on future generations.

The expressions of the twelve immortals floating on the jade did not change in any way, and they seemed to use silence to signal Ling Xuanluo to continue.

Ling Xuanluo sighed lightly and continued: "Please rest assured that Xuanluo grew up in Jiluo Mountain and was nurtured by the grace of the Immortal Clan, so that he can have the body that stands tall in the sky and the earth today. Even if the War of the Six Realms ends and the world regains peace, Xuanluo will never dare to forget his roots and leave behind his ancestral will to protect the world and keep the Six Realms safe. Xuanluo promised that after the war, he would assist the immortal clan in selecting virtuous people, take over this big seal, inherit the mantle of the immortal head, and lead the immortal clan to regain its former glory!"