When Sword Thirteen's voice echoed in the sky, the faces of everyone present were condensed. What does he mean by that?

"Buzz!"

As if in response to the doubts in everyone's hearts, I saw a very strong fluctuation in the sky in the distance. The space there was violently distorted, like cloth that had been violently shaken.

"Whew!"

And when that distortion reached a certain limit, the disorienting void was directly torn horizontally into a spatial crack that was almost thousands of feet long. The violent spatial turbulence was like a wind sweeping, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting.

The people here, the lowest cultivation level are all Xuan-rank realm powerhouses. That kind of terrifying spatial wind can be resisted. However, everyone's eyes were not fixed on the spatial crack, but on the figures that emerged from it.

Those figures, some of them are full of demons, and some of them are stepping on the cold moon. An indescribable terrifying coercion erupted from the bodies of these people. Even the raging spatial Gangfeng couldn't get close to those figures in the slightest.

"It's Zhan Hao of the Tianchao Clan, Xue Wanling of the Yunyang Immortal Domain, and Chang Yu, the Holy Maiden of the Guanghan Immortal Domain!" everyone's eyes swept over those figures one by one, with different expressions on their faces. "Even they came!"

Bi Tianhuang's eyes flashed with dazzling essence, could it be that these people had come to help Chu Ling? What kind of background did Chu Ling have, and he was able to make these big people come here because of him?

Not only the blue sky, but also the Sword Emperor Pu Xuyao, the White Tiger King Bai Xiao, the Sect Master of the Bliss Sect Nalan Xiaoyun, the Xuanyin Ghost Phoenix Clan Xuan Ye and others, all had changed their complexions and their expressions flickered. At this moment, the situation in the field has completely exceeded their expectations. If these people all came to help Chu Ling, then the strength of the two sides would almost become evenly matched.

Although on the whole, Huangpu Xuyao's side still has an advantage, but that advantage is no longer obvious.

"Chu Ling Xiaoyou, I'm a little late, I hope you don't be surprised. Xue Wanling and the others stepped into the air, walked in front of Chu Ling and the others, and said with a smile.

"Thank you to the three seniors, Chu Ling is grateful. This kindness, the kid will never forget!" Chu Ling stepped forward and saluted one by one. In such a situation, to be honest, even he didn't expect it. Who would have thought that in this small Flood Desolate Ancient Domain, at this moment, almost half of the immortal domain forces in the western region have gathered. Everyone here, who walks out at will, is a super strong person who can make the Endless Immortal Realm tremble.

And these people are all because of Chu Ling's coming. Whether it is friend or foe, throughout the ages, I am afraid that he is the only one who can cause such a big battle, Chu Ling, right?

"Father, I said it, before the end of the matter, who can know the ending? The lineup in front of you, can you imagine it before?" said Bi Liu'er as she looked sideways at her father. When Bi Tianhuang heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly. Yes, let's say it's him, I'm afraid no one in the audience can imagine that a kid from the Xuan Realm would stir up such a terrifying storm.

Qiantiannu and Kundinu glanced at each other, and their tense moods were also relieved a lot. In front of them, they somewhat predicted the situation. After all, in the Qiankun Monuments that day, these people had all promised the old sect leader Murong Xiu. Chu Ling is in trouble and will not sit idly by. It's just that promises are promised, and when the time comes, who knows if they will come?

But now it seems that these people are still believers, and they have not broken their promises.

Chu Ling turned around and walked out of the crowd, facing the Sword Emperor Pu Xuyao and the others, with a rebellious look in his eyes.

"Nine Sword Dynasty, Senluo Immortal Domain, Bliss Sect, Xingtian Clan, White Tiger Clan, Xuanyin Ghost Phoenix Clan, Abyss Demon Leopard Clan, Golden Wing Eagle Clan, Purple Thunder Sect, Fang Family, Chen Family. Chu Ling's gaze swept over the people on the opposite side one by one, and he immediately grinned. "Guys, you really look up to me Chu Ling. ”

Chu Ling's voice was a little self-deprecating, and what he said was also true. These people gathered here, all to kill him. Such a terrifying lineup, united for his small Xuanwei realm, is really worthy of him.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of people from my side, and I can be regarded as worthy of such a big battle as you. Chu Ling's speech at the moment already had a hint of mockery.

"You are less proud there, no matter how many people come today, they can't save you! Today, you will definitely die!" Huangpu Xuyao's face was as cold as water, his eyes stared at Chu Ling, and he said with a murderous look.

"Hehe, a dignified powerhouse of the Immortal Realm, the Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty, you are not ashamed to speak like this to a kid of the Xuan Realm like me. Chu Ling glanced at Huang Pu Xuyao coldly and said lightly.

"But when it comes to it, I don't think it's that surprising. The so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, what father naturally has a son. In the Canghuang Realm, I am alone against the three of your juniors. Fight beyond the level and kill them with dignity. They died at my hands, and I can only blame them for their incompetence and lack of long-sightedness! If they don't come to provoke me, I will go to trouble them? Now that they are dead, you, the father, will unite a group of people and horses to find me to ask for guilt. Ancient powerhouse, meh, your cultivation has all been cultivated to the face?"

Huang Pu Xuyao and the others were stunned when they heard this, so many immortal realm powerhouses came in person, just to kill a kid from the Xuan Realm, it was indeed not good-looking. But no matter what, since he is here today, Chu Ling must die.

"You are presumptuous!" a figure walked out from behind Huang Pu Xuyao, staring at Chu Ling and shouting. "What do you think you are? How dare you talk to my emperor like this?"

"Then what are you?" Chu Ling raised his eyelids, looked at the person who spoke, and asked expressionlessly.

"Nine Sword Dynasty, Eighteen Swords, Sword Hero!" the man said with his head held high and staring at Chu Ling with disdain. This time, Huangpu Xuyao came to the Honghuang Ancient Domain, and seven of the eighteen swords came, and this sword male was one of them.

"Eighteen swordsmen?" Chu Ling raised his eyebrows, and his gaze became cold unconsciously. "Some time ago, it seems that a guy named Sword Spirit came, and he was one of you, right?"

"That's right!" Jian Xiong's eyes flashed, and he said coldly.

"Very good. The tip of Chu Ling's tongue poked out of his lips and gently licked the corners of his mouth, and a smell of blood quietly permeated out. Immediately, the arm stretched out, and the five fingers were bent. "Looks like you're not convinced, are you? ”

(End of chapter)