Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Last Guardian

Just at the last moment, a brilliant sword light slashed towards the purple gold soul general!

This sword light connected the sky and the earth, as if it had cut the sky, and the endless mist between the heavens and the earth dissipated a lot in an instant under this sword light!

"A yin ghost, dare to hurt a single hair under the old man's door, the old man will make you disappear!" With this voice, Xin Ming, Ning Qingying, Li Lingfan and others felt a gust of wind blowing, and instantly came to a place where birds and flowers were fragrant!

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"Where is this?"

"Are we out of the extraterritorial?"

Zhou Bingchang stared around and spoke. "Master, that sword light just now, if I guessed correctly, it was my Lingyuan Sword Sect's Taishang who came up, and we may be on the other side of the Taishang Soul Bridge!"

"The other side of the Soul Bridge?" Xin Ming wondered.

"If the monk breaks through the Spirit Sea Realm and builds a soul bridge, he can reach the other side!" Zhou Bingchang said with a yearning look in his eyes. "The other side...... The flowers on the other side are blooming, if one day, I, Zhou Bingchang, can also reach the realm of the sect Taishang......"

Zhou Bingchang immediately sank down, and now he has become a prisoner, a body that has been sacrificed, if there is no accident in this life, not to mention reaching the other side realm, it is difficult to reach the soul bridge realm.

You must know that the Soul Bridge Realm monks are in the Tailing Kingdom, which can be said to be the pinnacle of existence, let alone the monks of the other side realm.

It has been three days since Xin Ming, Ning Qingying and the others were involved in this world.

At noon on the third day, there was a ripple in the heavens and the earth, and an old figure staggered out!

All the disciples looked at this figure one after another, their eyes shocked.

"Disciple see Taishang!" Zhou Bingchang, who had taken Chu Jiuyu, was the first to react and stepped forward to see it.

"Disciple, see Elder Taishang!"

See ......

Although none of the disciples had ever seen this old man, they had a feeling that this old man was the Supreme Elder of the Lingyuan Sword Sect!

"No need to be polite. ”

The old figure, thin and with long hair, waved his hand at the more than three thousand disciples of the Lingyuan Sword Sect with a pale face at this moment, "You are all the elites of my faction, and the future of the Lingyuan Sword Sect is on you!"

"The old man is the Taishang of the Lingyuan Sword Sect, you should not have seen the old man, this time, the old man and the purple gold soul will fight, although he will be killed, but because the Yuan Shen is seriously damaged, there is not much time......" Elder Taishang showed helplessness in his eyes.

"The extraterritorial battlefield is full of dangers, and the old man can only send you to the exit of the extraterritorial battlefield, and then the head of the sect will send someone to pick you up and return to the sect. After Elder Taishang finished speaking, his figure disappeared in an instant, looking very hurried.

Xin Ming felt that for half an hour, a flower appeared in front of him in a deep mountain.

Beside him, are all the surviving Lingyuan disciples.

Elder Taishang floated in the air, looking at the three thousand disciples, his eyes showed a look of relief, and he said slowly. "This place is one of the exits of the extraterritorial battlefield, and the old man can only send you here. ”

"The old man is entrusted by the eighteenth generation guardian of the Lingyuan Sword Sect to guard the inheritance of the Lingyuan Sword Sect and save you from the extraterritorial battlefield, which is the last guardian of the old man!"

"Although I am gone, the inheritance cannot be broken!"

Elder Taishang finished speaking, his gaze swept over many disciples, swept over Li Lingfan, swept over Fan Jiuzhuan, and swept over more than a dozen other true disciples, and finally fell on Ning Qingying, especially staying on the list for the longest time.

Xin Ming had a feeling that Elder Taishang's gaze was actually observing Bangwen.

"What's your name?"

Elder Taishang's figure flickered and appeared beside Ning Qingying, Xin Ming was subconsciously frightened, but he immediately felt that Elder Taishang had no malicious intent.

"Yu Taishang, disciple Ning Qingying. Ning Qingying was flattered and saluted the Taishang, and many Lingyuan disciples saw this, and they all showed envy.

"Well, that's good. ”

Taishang looked at Ning Qingying and said slowly. "The old man's soul is too badly damaged and is about to return to the ruins, are you willing to accept the old man's sword intent inheritance and become the twentieth generation guardian of the Lingyuan Sword Sect?"

"Huh?"

Ning Qingying was taken aback, stunned and at a loss, Guarding the Lingyuan Sword Sect, can I be a little disciple?

"Hurry up and say yes!"

Xin Ming urged on the side. Elder Taishang's sword intent inheritance!

If you get the inheritance of Taishang's sword intent, you are a disciple of Taishang's own inheritance!

Such a good treatment, back to the sect, Liu Zhengfeng has been killed by Xin Ming, not to mention, then Ke Yu's grandfather, Li Weifeng's father, even if he knows what Ning Qingying did, what can he do with her?

"What? Senior Sister Ning was favored by Elder Taishang and became the Taishang Ancestor?"

“......”

The disciples were shocked, even if Taishang was about to return to the ruins and set a personal inheritance, it would only be Senior Brother Li Lingfan, or Second Senior Brother Fan Jiuzhuan, even the top ten true legends of the Lingyuan Sword Sect were much stronger than Ning Qingying.

The reason why Ning Qingying was able to save everyone on the extraterritorial battlefield was because of her list of treasures.

Her real strength is still not as good as Li Lingfan and other disciples.

But Elder Taishang chose Ning Qingying as his personal disciple!

Only Xin Ming knew that Elder Taishang had already seen that Bangwen was extraordinary, and he chose Ning Qingying, probably because Ning Qingying was the master of Bangwen.

"The disciple is willing. ”

"If you accept the old man's sword intent inheritance, you are the twentieth generation guardian of the Lingyuan Sword Sect! You must live and die with the Lingyuan Sword Sect, are you willing?" Elder Taishang's gaze was like a sword, as if he could see through Ning Qingying's heart.

Ning Qingying remembered that he had a family feud and did not have strong strength, how to take revenge, and immediately said loudly. "I do!"

"Good. ”

Taishang's eyes looked at Xin Ming this time, and said with deep meaning. "I hope the old man didn't miscalculate......"

After Taishang finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a point of light, collapsed, and a sword-shaped mark floated in the air, instantly burrowing into Ning Qingying's eyebrows.

In an instant, Xin Ming felt a shock to Ning Qingying's delicate body, and at the same time, a majestic sword intent spread from Ning Qingying's body.

The disciples beside Ning Qingying were thrilled by this sword intent, and they all retreated dozens of meters away.

At this moment, a space hundreds of meters away fluctuated violently, and a hexagonal array gate appeared from the void.

Gu Yue Changfeng, Ke Zhenzong and other high-level sect figures appeared.

"The boss has come to save us!"

"Master!"

When the disciples saw the light gate, they were immediately like children who had found a home, and they were inexplicably surprised.

Gu Yue Changfeng quickly discovered the strangeness on Ning Qingying's body, in this female disciple, he felt the familiar sword intent, and immediately exclaimed sadly, "Taishang!"

"It's too good to be in ruins!"

"Taishang!"

The high-level leaders were shocked, Taishang returned to the ruins, the Lingyuan Sword Sect would lose its guardian, could it still stabilize the status of the first sect of the Tailing Kingdom?

"The old man was seriously injured and fell, from now on, Ning Qingying is the guardian of the Lingyuan Sword Sect!" On Ning Qingying's body, the figure of the old man floated out, and the moment the voice came out, it dissipated.