Chapter Thirty-Four: The Noise Rises in the Sky
Standing in the void, looking at the Chrysanthemum Immortal Hall Star Field, Xiao Ling's heart welled up with inexplicable excitement.
I haven't seen it for 700 years, so it should be okay?
Xiao Ling didn't hesitate too much, leaned forward, and his divine sense probed forward, he had already opened the immortal ban outside the Immortal Hall Star Domain, pinched the trick in his hand, and the immortal forbidden was punched out one by one.
A burst of light and shadow flashed out in a small area of the protective layer of the Immortal Hall Star Domain, and under Xiao Ling's anti-immortal forbiddenness, cracks were immediately exposed.
Xiao Ling's body did not have the slightest hindrance, and quickly penetrated through the crack and entered the Immortal Hall Star Field.
"Bold, who is the person, dare to trespass into the Immortal Palace!" Xiao Ling's body was only able to stand firm in the void of the Immortal Palace's Star Domain, and a sharp sound came quickly.
At this moment, Xiao Ling was full of immortal yuan, full of confidence in his chest, and his divine sense had already discovered the person who spoke out.
It was a black-faced golden immortal, and his huge body smashed towards Xiao Ling from a high altitude.
Xiao Ling moved one by one, and at the same time punched with his right hand, at this time, Xiao Ling's body was already equivalent to an ordinary immortal weapon, and as soon as his right fist was hit, it struck towards the huge body at an extremely fast speed with a whistling sound.
"Hey, what a bold man, dare to deal with Da Luo Jin Xian, do you know who I am?" This black-faced Jin Xian didn't dodge Xiao Ling's punch, and with a wave of his hand, a huge shield blocked in front of him.
"It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you stand in my way, you will eat my punch. At this time, Xiao Ling was full of confidence, and the big man who suddenly appeared in front of him did not take it seriously.
"Boom!" Xiao Ling casually punched on the huge shield.
When the huge force came, the black-faced man's body shook, and the shield in his hand was under Xiao Ling's punch, and he took a step back.
"Huh, grandma is a bear, I haven't suffered a loss in the hands of ordinary immortals! Your grandmother, do you have any strength?" This black-faced man is one of the ten great Luo Golden Immortals, and is responsible for guarding the outer prohibitions of the Immortal Palace's star field. At this time, he was shocked back by Xiao Ling's punch, and his heart was suddenly full of unhappiness.
"You are one of the top ten Da Luo Jin Xian, the ace fighter of the Queen Mother!" Xiao Ling couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart when he heard the name of Da Luo Jin Xian.
After all, being imprisoned for 700 years makes it uncomfortable for anyone to feel good, let alone detain his sweetheart.
"Yo, if you meet a complaining master, could it be that you are here to trouble our Da Luo Jinxian!" As Di Luo spoke, a giant hammer in his hand was sacrificed, facing Xiao Ling, but there was an excited expression on his black face: "Grandma is a bear, I haven't had a good fight for a long time." I'm going to practice with you today. ”
As the black-faced man spoke, his gaze swept over Xiao Ling's face a few times.
"Hey, why do you think your baby is a little familiar?" Diluo Jinxian lowered his head and pondered for a while, and suddenly stepped hard with his right foot in the air: "Oh! It turned out to be this yin thief, evil yin lang Zi Xiao Ling! I went out a long time ago and ended up with your life, and today is just right, let me get rid of you, the scum of the fairy world. ”
After seeing Xiao Ling's appearance clearly, this landfall suddenly changed his attitude, and Xiao Ling instantly became a heinous person in his eyes.
The giant hammer in his hand was quickly picked up, and with a whistling sound, it smashed down towards Xiao Ling's head.
Xiao Ling was suddenly angry at this falling golden immortal, a little unreasonable, and didn't care about anything else, his body flickered, his hands formed into fists, and he beckoned towards the huge body fiercely.
Under Xiao Ling's divine sense, the attack speed of this landfall golden immortal is too slow, although its giant hammer can cover a range of thousands of miles with a casual smash, but for Xiao Ling's speed of casually teleporting thousands of miles, this attack range is really not enough.
"Bang, bang" There was a bit of a cracking sound in the loud sound, and without noticing, the Falling Golden Immortal only felt a huge force coming from his back, and the immortal yuan in his body was in chaos, and suddenly a large mouthful of blood gushed out.
"Da Luo Jinxian, it turned out to be such a trick. I still want to guard the fairy world, haha, I'll take your housekeeping utensils today!" Xiao Ling's words sounded in Di Luo's ears, and at the same time, Di Luo felt that his hands were twisted, and severe pain came, and his hands and wrists were vigorously twisted and dislocated in an instant.
There was weakness in his hand, and the giant hammer and shield held by the ground fell suddenly.
Xiao Ling's divine sense moved, and before the immortal yuan was dispatched, the giant hammer and shield flew into Xiao Ling's storage bracelet.
"Let's go and play by yourself outside the Immortal Palace!" Before Diluo could react, when he felt the severe pain in his tibia caused by the dislocation of his hands, Xiao Ling kicked his feet hard on Diluo's buttocks.
The huge body was like a sword from Xuan, and it flew towards the outside of the immortal hall.
This Xiao Ling's casual feet have the power to destroy the stars, and the landfall only feels like facing a Xuan Immortal, and the attack on this Xiao Ling cannot be resisted at all. When his body was kicked out, he didn't recognize how he was hit.
With three punches and two kicks, he repelled the ground and robbed him of his housekeeping equipment. Such a relaxed act really didn't look like a competition with a monk of the same realm.
Kicking the Falling Golden Immortal away, Xiao Ling was more confident, and with a move of his mind, he went towards Yaochi Star faster.
The slight sound of "emptiness, emptiness, emptiness" sounded strangely in the void, floating in Xiao Ling's ears, and it never dispersed.
Xiao Ling, who was hurrying away, was slightly confused when he heard this voice. The irregular light sound was exciting, which made Xiao Ling, who was originally a little anxious, a little more irritable in his heart.
Xiao Ling has mastered the rhythm of the seven emotions and is the best at music. At this time, when I heard the sound of emptiness, I couldn't help but feel a burst of turmoil, which shows that the person who made the sound is also a master of music.
Xiao Ling's footsteps stopped, his divine sense swept away, and near the void, two figures flashed faintly.
They all have magic weapons on their bodies that cover their aura, and if they were ordinary golden immortals, they wouldn't be able to discover their existence at all.
It's a pity that Xiao Ling's divine sense at this moment is really no worse than any Xuan Immortal, under his visit, within tens of thousands of miles, there is almost no possibility for a monk of the same realm to hide his body.
Among the two figures, a child and a young man in white.
The young man in white held a wooden fish in his hand, and the sound of emptiness came from the wooden fish.
The frequency of this empty sound is extremely unique, and with the transmission of the immortal yuan, it disturbs people's minds and wastes people's six spirits.
Xiao Ling paused in the air and casually took out the love flute from the storage bracelet.
Xiao Ling hadn't touched this love flute for a long time, and if it weren't for the sound of the wooden fish of the young man in white, Xiao Ling wouldn't be willing to touch him.
The lethality of the love flute is too strong, strong in his special frequency, the frequency emitted by the wooden fish at this moment is similar to this love flute, Xiao Ling couldn't help but naturally sound this magic flute.
Xianyuan was blown out of his mouth and injected into the flute hole, and the song "Survival Song" was the most familiar song Xiao Ling had ever been most familiar with.
An impassioned voice sounded, and a majestic momentum shot out. Xianyuan entered the flute, and the sound was empty. Within a thousand miles of Xiao Ling's body, all kinds of aura suddenly trembled, and even the space seemed to collapse.
When the sound of the broken love flute sounded, the empty sound stagnated, and the young man in white suddenly knocked on the hand of the wooden fish, but it was difficult to knock it down.
The rhythm of the sound is like a demon in the ears, the young man in white who was already immersed in the rhythm of the music, his body and mind were instantly driven by the rhythm of the survival song, and the internal true yuan was disordered for a while, and after feeling the special fluctuations from the flute, his body was even worse, and in a trembling, he spewed out a large mouthful of blood.
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