Become a Fairy

Chapter 3176 Visiting the Earth Knife Palace

Deep in the valley, there are many rocks, and many places have stone caves piercing through the thick mountains, and there are many immortal monks faintly haunting. In one of the dignified places at the entrance of the cave, several big characters can be vaguely seen, "Di Dao Palace!" Every stroke of those words is like an extremely sharp blade that cuts straight at people's hearts. Cultivators with relatively low strength cannot taste the immortality in it.

But those above the immortals dare not look too much, and will lower their heads after a few hasty glances. If they blindly try to be brave, there are not a few disciples of the Earth Sword Palace who have been injured by the sword intent contained in it over the years, but there are also some talents, understanding The outstanding people have realized the mysterious sword intent from it, making their cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

At this time, the Earth Knife Palace was as usual, and the disciples were very busy going in and out. Like Yunxia Xianzong, the Earth Knife Palace was one of the few palace gates that occupied the mine in the Illusory Mist Swamp in the early stage and gained considerable benefits. Even if Zhao Shifeng took away a group of people before, the number of disciples in the Earth Knife Palace still exceeds the previous one. This time the Earth Knife Palace has far more savings than before. As long as they are not too involved in the huge quagmire of the Illusory Mist Swamp, the Earth Knife Palace will grow into one of the best immortal sects in this area sooner or later.

At this time, the entire Didao Palace was full of vitality, but compared with the happy situation of many disciples, the palace master Pan Yong had a dull expression on his face. Seeing that the palace lord was in a bad mood, several beautiful maids next to her lowered their eyebrows and acted lightly, fearing that one of them would make the palace lord angry. The palace lord has come from the beginning of supernatural powers these years, but her temperament has become more and more unpredictable.

At this time, a flash of light flashed outside the hall, and an old man with gray beard stopped in front of Pan Yong in the blink of an eye.

"I have met the Palace Master." The old man Ma Donglin bowed his hands and saluted.

"Don't be too polite, what's the situation with Elder Zhao? Why hasn't there been any news for half a month?" Pan Yong asked.

"Rin, City Lord Rin, don't be surprised if you still look at the City Lord." Ma Donglin's thin body trembled, and he knelt down directly in the tunnel.

"What happened?" Pan Yong stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open, looking at Ma Donglin's appearance, he was afraid that the situation would definitely not be much better.

"Brother, the news I received may not be completely true. Half a month ago, the thousands of palace disciples who accompanied Elder Zhao to Leiyin Xianzong's palace sect had no news at all. There is no reliable source for the disciple's news. The guards are strict. The disciples only integrated the sporadic information obtained through some insinuating methods. If there is anything wrong, I hope the palace master will not blame it." Under Pan Yong's great pressure, Ma Donglin's voice trembled road.

"Let's just say it, I don't blame you." Pan Yong took a breath and said.

"Rumor, it is rumored that Elder Zhao may have fallen in the Leiyin Immortal Sect, and the disciples who went with him should have died or been captured, and no one who can escape has been found." Ma Donglin said.

"How is this possible, the suzerain of Leiyin Xianzong, the elders are not dead, are the missing ones missing? Who else can be the opponent of Zhao elders?" Pan Yong said with his eyes widened.

"I heard that it is the new suzerain of Leiyin Xianzong, a sword cultivator named Wuming."

"Nameless?" Pan Yong frowned deeply, the other party's name was the same as his previous reputation, borrowing nameless, it seemed to him that he had popped out of a crack in a rock.

"It's interesting that a sword cultivator has joined the Leiyin Immortal Sect. It seems that I have to meet him in person."

"You don't need to meet me, I'm already here." At this moment, an indifferent voice blew like a faint breeze.

Pan Yong and Ma Donglin's hair stood upside down. Before that, Pan Yong still had some doubts that maybe Zhao Shifeng was not dead, or maybe he was seriously injured and fled to another place, licking his wounds in a deserted place.

But now that the other party dared to come to the Earth Sword Palace, it seemed that Zhao Shifeng was indeed in danger. Zhao Shifeng is second only to him in the strength of the three real immortals in the Earth Knife Palace, and Pan Yong is not very sure about killing Zhao Shifeng by himself. And this guy named Wuming can do it, I'm afraid his strength is a bit stronger than him.

It's a pity that the Didao Palace took too long this time, and another elder was sent to fetch Shuijingmen's territory. Otherwise, with one more real immortal elder by his side, he would definitely take this opportunity to kill this person at the palace gate.

"Why, I have come to the Earth Knife Palace, Master Pan will not begrudge seeing you." That indifferent voice floated into Pan Yong's ears again, but it sounded like a great irony in Pan Yong's ears .

The enemy has already set up the door, if he dares to avoid it, how can he hold his head up in front of the disciples in the future.

"I'd like to see who is Wuming, the sword cultivator who recently entered the Leiyin Xianzong." Pan Yong snorted coldly, and with a shake of his figure, he left the hall.

The eyes of the unattractive lotus avatar in front of him were like glass, and the lightning and sword light intertwined in the eyes. It's just standing alone in the air, the sword intent like a tsunami has already rushed towards the Earth Sword Palace, and hundreds of disciples of the Earth Sword Palace have been crushed to the ground by the powerful and unparalleled sword intent. With the remaining hands, the lives of these hundreds of Dao Palace disciples are already in danger.

Pan Yong stretched out his hand and flicked it, and there was a gust of wind in the void, and when they collided with the piercing sword intent, the hundreds of disciples immediately felt relieved, as if breathing fresh air again when they were about to drown, each of them panted heavily.

"Quickly retreat into the palace guard." Although Pan Yong temporarily dispelled the unparalleled sword intent of the lotus avatar, he could also see that the other party had no intention of taking the lives of these hundreds of disciples, otherwise he might not be so easy. These disciples took over.

These hundreds of sword palace disciples withdrew as if they were amnesty, the sword intent of the nameless sword cultivator was too terrifying. It is not something that juniors like them can match.

"Very good, without these guys, I can fight Palace Master Pan freely." Lianhua clone said.

"Before I didn't know that Leiyin Xianzong still had such a tyrannical existence as Unnamed Daoist Friend, how offensive it is, there is a saying that enemies should be resolved rather than knotted. If there is any offense before, everyone sit down and have a good talk to resolve the grievances. Just open it, why fight and kill." Pan Yong laughed when he saw that the lotus avatar did not take the opportunity to embarrass these hundreds of disciples.

"Before Zhao Shifeng went to Leiyin Xianzong, it was not in such a negotiable tone. Let's not talk nonsense, Palace Master Pan, don't want me to think you are a bullying and fearful person. I really want to be soft and hand over half a million low-grade fairy crystals. Turn around and leave." The lotus avatar laughed loudly.

"Arrogance!" Pan Yong shouted in a deep voice.

"Since you don't want to, then take the sword from me." The voice of the lotus clone fell slightly, and the thunder roared in the void, and a giant sword that held up to the sky slashed down from the thunder clouds.

Pan Yong clenched his fist with his right hand and hit his chest, with a bang, a huge phantom rose from his body, and the phantom rose hundreds of feet in height. Kong Kong punched the huge sword and went to meet it. Around the fist shadow, Bi Yan rolled.