Chapter 213: Ascension to Immortal (1)

Are they crazy, this kind of consumption of Xuan Qi, although the speed is very fast, Xuan Qi is very easy to deplete. ”

Su Ling was also wiping the cold sweat on his head, the output of Xuan Qi was the largest, and at their speed, they would soon catch up.

When the time comes, they're done.

"Daohe, should we quit the immortal realm now?"

Su Ling said seriously.

"Exit the fairy world?"

"Well, I already feel it, as long as we give up this trial in our hearts, the immortal world will reject us, and we can return to the mortal world in an instant."

"But what should I do when you go back?" Mo Qilin's face was pale, and circles of Dao lines appeared in his eyes, which looked very gorgeous.

"Ah, haha, of course we won't leave you alone, after all, the big sister is still waiting for you."

Su Ling's face couldn't help but tilt to the side, smiling haha.

Not convinced at all. Mo Qilin only now found out that the cold and holy Su Ling in the past was all pretended, phew, this scum who was cold and holy on the outside, but black and evil on the inside.

"Ten thousand arrows!"

Countless crackling sounds crackled on the treasure light that appeared on Su Ling's body, and Mo Qilin looked back, it was another big demon, his original form was a porcupine, and the dense arrows on his back poured down on them like rain.

The black and white treasure light covered the three of them, and under the black and white breath, they turned into nothingness, and countless arrows pierced through their void figures, and finally smashed down at their feet with a violent momentum.

"Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon - Life and Death Chess."

"That kid has a lot of treasures on his body, whether it's about the life and death of the clansmen, or the treasures on their bodies, he can't let him run away today!"

A few piano sounds came from the sky, and several layers of white clouds covered the sky and the sun. Looking up to the sky, it should have looked at the sky, but now it is shrouded in this vast white cloud.

The figure came from the clouds, and the person who came was full of fairy aura. The Taoist clothes are fluttering and chic, and they are as beautiful as the fairies.

The white clouds were divided into two halves from one person, revealing a clear blue sky, thinking that the beautiful man in white was stepping on the rippling green lotuses on his feet, and walked gracefully from the horizon step by step.

"That'...... Is that! ”

Mo Qilin looked at the man who was slowly coming from the sky, his eyes were full of shock, the Dao rhyme on the man's body slowly unfolded, and one after another huge green lotuses were born from the ground.

"Looks like I'm looking for the wrong one."

The gentle man said softly, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at the dozen or so demons in the distance.

"I am the Qinglian Sword Monarch."

With a gentle sentence, an inexplicable Dao rhyme spread from his body to all directions, and more than a dozen big demons knelt on the ground with weak legs.

"I seem to have said that the demon clan needs to retreat thousands of miles when they see this seat, does the demon clan take the words of this seat as a deaf ear?"

Thousands of miles away?

The ten big demons of the demon clan were broken in their hearts, where did they recognize the man who appeared in front of them, and what had to retreat thousands of miles when they saw him, they had never heard of it.

Airplanes.

A green lotus broke, turning into a thin sword that appeared in the palm of his hand, the man danced, the sword in his hand was gently raised, and a sword light that was too fast to see came out of the sword.

Burst...... Laugh at......

Looking back again, the ten big demons who knelt down in front of Qinglian had their heads flying sideways, and their blood flowed like pillars. Blood splattered on the green lotus in front of him, dyeing the emerald green green lotus blood red.

"You have her breath on you, especially you have the heaviest breath?"

The beautiful man turned and floated in front of them, and they forgot to say something for a moment.

"Mmmm, it's really funny that you have a trace of her strange emotions in you." Qinglian Sword Monarch pointed at Mo Qilin and laughed inexplicably.

"Uh, that's what you said, senior?"

"Hmm...... How can I say it, my family's Emperor Ji is now called Zi Ming Xuanjun, uh, you should be called Su Xiaolian. ”

"Su Xiaolian?"

The three of them looked at each other, and their faces couldn't hide their surprise.

"Coincidentally, Lord Sword Monarch, this is the Taoist companion of your Emperor Ji, named Mo Qilin, and he is the chosen son this time."

Su Ling hurriedly threw Mo Qilin out, and then turned his head weakly to avoid letting himself see Mo Qilin's embarrassed gaze.

"Daoist? Just him? ”

Qinglian Sword Monarch put on a look of disgust, fanned his hand, and shook his head.

"The strength is so low, how can you protect Lord Diji."

"Lord Sword Monarch, although my strength is still very low, but my heart is sincere, I am still very young, not yet over 100 years old, now I work hard to get the position of a gentleman in order to be by her side, I still have infinite possibilities, in the future, I will definitely stand by her side and become his most solid back."

"Nonsense, Lord Emperor's strongest back is Lord Emperor."

"Emperor?"

"Emperor Yuan Sheng is the father of Emperor Ji."

"Oh, it turned out to be my father-in-law, what a faux pas."

"I found out that you are really a good immortal seedling, and before you become an immortal, your face has the thickness of an immortal."

"False praise, false praise."

"The time limit for becoming an immortal is coming soon, and this seat is to protect you once. But the two of you, the immortal qi and merit in your body are insufficient, and it seems that you are passive immortals. ”

"We didn't intend to be immortal, so let's ask Lord Qinglian Sword Monarch to support this unsuccessful kid more." Su Ling and Su Daohe laughed loudly, and they all made a bow, their hearts moved, and their bodies became empty.

"Brother Ling, Brother Daohe, thank you."

"If you kid hurts Xiaolian's heart, the two of us will fly up to the upper realm to beat you at that time." Su Ling waved his fist and disappeared into the void with Su Daohe.

"They've gone back, get ready, the Voice of the Great Dao is coming soon."

With a wave of the sleeves of the Qinglian Sword Monarch, countless green lotuses were born from around Mo Qilin, and countless green lotuses turned into a sword array to guard his side.

Mo Qilin sat down cross-legged and worked hard to absorb the aura around him to raise his state to the peak.

Hum~~ Like a bell, it fell from the sky, and the immortal qi between heaven and earth surged rapidly, Mo Qilin felt something in his heart, and the breath on his body became ethereal.

Becoming an immortal began.

In a basin sat a black-clothed young man, with a fiery red blade stuck in front of him, and he held Zhongyuan, and a smile appeared on his face when he heard the bell chiming from the sky.

A white bone throne stood in the air on the corpse of a demon beast, and Zhao Shaoqing crossed Erlang's legs and looked at the four people sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a hint of complexity on his face.

Since becoming an immortal, she has become a gentleman after all, so she can't interfere with other people's immortal fate at will, she turned into the guardian of the Heavenly Dao, quietly waiting for the changes of the four people in front of her.

"Chengxian has begun, and the avenue is ringing."

......

The golden platform in an ethereal fairyland was empty, and the sides of the platform were already overcrowded.

The four large pillars on both sides of the high platform radiated a seven-colored glow under the illumination of the red star, and the surrounding auspicious clouds rolled, and boundless golden light flashed out from the clouds.

This is the Ascension Immortal Terrace, which is the place where countless mortals in the Nether Realm must pass through to ascend to the Immortal Realm, and the Ascension Immortal Terrace here emitted bursts of white mist, constantly bombarding the bronze bells on the four pillars.

Airplanes~~

A heart-wrenching bell rang throughout the world.

Waiting for a drop of cold sweat from the brains of all the immortals here, a pair of eyes full of bloodshots, anxiously waiting for the bell to ring again.

Airplanes~~

Three more rings.

It was extremely quiet on the Ascension Stage, and they all stood in place with bated breath, their legs and feet shaking.

Airplanes~~

Five more bells rang, and everyone's eyes widened in shock, and when the bell rang, the fog on the high platform disappeared.

"Nine people ascend to immortals, oh my God, the nine sounds of the avenue, the opportunity of a million years."

"Which lower realm is this, and it is so favored by the Heavenly Dao."

While they were talking, the continuous sound of breaking the air came from a distance, and the aura in the air made bursting sounds one after another.

Countless strong men came from afar, riding all kinds of demon beasts under their crotches, some riding noble cranes, some riding inconspicuous fairy horses, their eyes were fixed on this high platform.

Thousands of powerhouses appeared in the teleportation array, and they stood together densely, and the mysterious qi and demonic qi in the air were constantly stirring.

There are many strong people from the human race, and then look at the demon race and the demon race.

On the demon side, the demonic spirit was soaring, and all kinds of handsome men with faces covered with demon marks appeared in the other direction, and the demonic anger was soaring.

The three clans divided this high platform into three parts, and the breath of the three parties kept stirring, no one was convinced, their eyes were staring at the high platform and waiting for the next auspicious rui to appear.

Airplanes!

Heaven and earth sounded three dragon chantings, a figure appeared in the high platform with the Dao rhyme of the avenue, countless immortal qi invaded and poured down, and the bells of the four pillars resounded through the heavens and the earth. Dao Yun appeared in the air with four big characters: the human race is mighty to look up to the sky and laugh

"Terran, it's us Terran, hahaha."

The human race seemed to be boiling, and the flames were rising, and countless powerhouses unfolded their immortal qi, allowing their momentum to skyrocket, overpowering the demon race and the demon race in one fell swoop.

"Damn, how can it be a human race in the first place."

"These insidious Terrans."

The rough dragon groan ended, and the man sitting cross-legged on the high platform opened his eyes, he looked at everything in front of him in confusion, and then stood up.

"Is this the real fairy world?"

"Come on, come on, come here, tired, come on, eat an elixir and slow down."

Ye Liufeng, who was still confused, was hugged by a group of people and stepped down, sitting on the side and being fed the elixir, he felt that his state was unprecedentedly good.

Hum ~~ There was another dragon groan, and the three clans continued to wait for the figure to appear.

Shout!

With a sword roar, the black shadow appeared on the high platform, and Dao Yun reappeared: Lingping Zejun.

The Terrans couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, it's us Terran again."

"Come on, come on, little baby, come down and eat two elixirs."

The eyes of the demon clan and the demon clan bulged out, and their eyes were bloodshot, staring at the third figure that appeared on the high platform.

A sharp phoenix roar came from the high platform, and a huge fire phoenix flew out of the mist and hovered over the high platform.

"It's our demon clan, that's our demon clan."

The surrounding demon clan powerhouses couldn't help but laugh.

The earth-shattering flames on Huofeng's body dissipated, and a teenager walked out of the fire.

The appearance of the boy made the smiles on the faces of those demon clans stagnate.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry our Terran roots are too good this time."

The human race can laugh out of tears, stomp his feet and pat his thighs desperately, the demon race's expression of suffering from gains and losses, they like to see it the most.