Sword Master Ling Tian

"You guy, how come you are with this blue dragon? You must die!"

Ling Tian was impatient.

"It's nothing more, just change the dragon ball fruit. If you want to come, my father should not be able to call me."

Feng Qixi stomped his feet and urged the talisman seal, the talisman seal burned, the light fell to the ground, condensed into a mysterious formation, enveloping everyone.

"Hold our breath, we are leaving!"

When the voice of Qixi Festival of wind fell, from under the formation, a bright golden light rose up, wrapping everyone up, and then the beam of light tore through the sky and rushed away.

Outside of the canyon, the four senior immortal monarchs who had severely injured Di Yin first took the disciples of their respective immortals, and saw that they were all seriously injured except Han Jingshuang, even if they were shocked.

Could it be that the green dragon in the canyon is so powerful! ?

However, before they rushed to the ground, from the canyon, there was a beam of light that soared into the sky and disappeared above the sky.

"It's a magical rune of thousands of miles!"

The heart of the old man of the Promise Immortal Gate sank, and everyone rushed into the canyon, but found that there was nothing else in the canyon that had been reduced to ruins.

"Ran!?"

"However, just now, the breath is amazing, and the destructive power of this horror is infinitely comparable to the fairy king!"

The elders looked at each other in front of them, and felt angry.

"Jingshuang, what the **** is going on, that dragon is really so fierce!?"

The old man of Zixia Immortal Gate looked at Han Jingshuang.

"No, Uncle Master, we had already suppressed the Qinglong and we were going to be beheaded, but who knew that halfway through, another person was killed. No, it was a dragon! He was too powerful and killed us all! "

Han Jingshuang shook his head.

"What? There is a dragon strongman hiding here!? You really didn't read it wrong!?"

The old man at the Feibai Immortal Gate frowned.

"It should be correct. The strong man is full of dragon breath, but he sacrificed the will of the powerful immortal. Is it possible that it is disguised by the human race?" Han Jingshuang frowned.

"Xianzun Will?"

Those old men looked at each other, and they were shocked.

Although the will of the top Immortal King and the will of the Immortal Venerable seem to be a difference, in fact, the will of the Immortal Venerable is very small.

The reason is that from ancient times to the present, the existence of the achievement immortal venerable is good.

Whoever inherits one will lose one.

"That's really hard to say. Dragons and other races can also have the will of the immortal."

"But at least, this guy is not from the West County of Chu Country."

The old man of the Promise Immortal Gate said, "Then what shall we do now? We are at a loss!"

"This can only be done! The disciples are seriously injured. First go back to heal. One year later, it will be the introductory ceremony of Dao Palace. You can't miss it."

The immortal monarch of Zixia Immortal Gate did not hesitate, rolled up Han Jingshuang, and left.

"Uncle Master, in fact, I suspect that the dragon who just left is the strong man of our human race."

Above Feiyun, Han Jingshuang couldn't help saying.

"Oh? Why do you say that!?" the old man asked.

"Because, with his ability, we can kill us with a wave of hands, but they are just injured, and their lives and foundations are all right. To me, he just retreated."

"If I didn't guess wrong, he should be thinking about humanity."

Han Jingshuang pursed his lips, "I don't know, this is our human race, which one of the strong, he is really amazing. If it is a junior, I think he definitely comes from the Dao Palace!"

"Dao Palace!? If that's the case, we will return without success this time, it is not wronged, but this matter, you have to stop telling others, it is useless, let's go, the Dao Palace introductory ceremony a year later, I hope you can fight for the glory of the fairy gate."

The old man shook his head.

...

Millions of miles away from the canyon.

Everyone in Ling Tian manifested their bodies in the deep mountains.

"Huh, it's safe!"

Feng Qixi took a breath.

"Um, how to deal with him?"

Zhao Min looked at Qinglong.

The latter was still stubborn while pursing his mouth and holding the green golden dragon spear.

"You go!"

Ling Tian glanced at the Qinglong.

"Where shall I go?"

Qinglong asked back.

"Damn, how do I know this?"

Ling Tian rolled his eyes.

"Why don't you go with me?"

Feng Qixi raised eyebrows.

"Fine, I won't talk to you, I, return to Longyu."

Qinglong Road.

"Also, if you don't have a place to stay in Qianchen Xianzhou, go find a dragon clan named Longxuan, and say that it is the Lord of the Imperial Heaven and asked you to find him."

Ling Tiandao.

"Long Xuan!? Is he strong? What level of bloodline?"

Qinglong frowned.

"Ask so much what to do, in short, it's better than you."

Ling Tian was impatient.

"Why help me?"

Ling Tian took a deep breath, "Let you be killed too fast! This is my last question to answer you, get out of here!"

"Okay, don't worry, I'll wait for you to take my life."

Qinglong nodded, limped away with his dragon spear.

"By the way, my name is Ao Bing. When the time comes, no one will know my name."

roll!

Ling Tian rolled up his hands and threw Ao Bing far away from the mountain.

"Tsk tusk, you are really good enough, a blue dragon, do you know, how much is he worth?"

Feng Qixi tut.

"In your eyes, is there nothing else except the immortal stone?

Ling Tian was helpless.

"Of course there are, such as heaven and earth treasures!"

Feng Qixi refused to accept.

"Boring, let's go."

Ling Tian turned around and left with Zhao Min and Zuo Xianzhi.

"Hey, don't you take me?"

Feng Qixi catches up.

"The transaction has been completed, you and I don't owe each other, and, let's go back together, are you not afraid of others' suspicion?"

After all, Ling Tian summoned the Black Ape Immortal Monarch and rushed towards Tianlan City.

"Right!"

"Sniff!"

Feng Qixi snorted arrogantly, but as his eyes rolled, he took out the dragon ball fruit with endless information, and groped carefully, feeling the tyrannical source power in the fruit.

"God-level physique! Wind Qixi, you can finally go to Dao Palace!"

With infinite joy in Feng Qixi's eyes, he summoned an immortal boat and left.

...

Seven days later, Ling Tian returned to Tianlan City, calculating the time, it was still too early for the auction.

Time is completely enough.

However, Zhang Miao and the others have not yet returned. With their cleverness, they should be able to retreat.

Therefore, the three Ling Tian returned to the house of the Qinghong Gang.

Inside the room.

Ling Tian said the last dragon ball fruit, "You two, who wants it?"

There is only one dragon ball fruit, although the other one, he can also not give Feng Qixi, but the latter, after all, has also contributed, and Ling Tian can't do the thing to swallow the dragon ball fruit.

"Of course it's for Madam, I don't want it, my qualifications are much worse."

Zuo Xianzhi held the guqin and waved her hands again and again. She had never thought that one day, she could become a god-level physique and an immortal king.

"Minmin."

Ling Tian looked at Zhao Min, and he also felt that Zhao Min was most suitable for this fruit. With Zhao Min's strength now, this dragon ball fruit would surely become a divine body.

"No, I don't want it."

But Zhao Min refused.