Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

Hundreds of figures jumped down from the giant eagle and landed lightly.

The leader has white eyebrows, white hair, white clothes and white boots, with a youthful face, and his aura is as unreal as an abyss.

This person is the Supreme Patriarch of Heavenly Creation Sect.

It is precisely because of his spotless white that people give him the nickname "White Supreme".

Bai Supreme said calmly, "Lead me to the Thousand Thunder Prison."

Lei Zhonghe said respectfully, "Yes."

Lei Chuan was ordered to lead the monks of the Tianzong of Good Fortune to take a rest.

Ling Xuan's gaze flicked among these monks.

A strange woman was soon discovered.

She is so eye-catching.

This woman is dressed in Tsing Yi.

The appearance is cold and beautiful, and the figure is tall.

The whole body is full of sharpness, as if the blade of the scabbard is unsheathed.

"Her name is Cao Qingwan, the heavenly daughter of Good Fortune."

"When I left home to practice, I was supposed to challenge Cao Qingwan in the first battle."

Lei Zizhen smiled awkwardly, "I never thought that I would be easily defeated by my benefactor just after arriving at Heishi Mountain without going out of the Western Regions."

"I'd better go home and practice hard for a few hundred years."

Ling Xuan smiled faintly.

Lei Zizhen is also a genius.

But five hundred years are all grown in the greenhouse.

Leaving home to practice is a matter of course.

only……

Met him just after leaving home.

Bad luck.

Shi Tianhao listened to everything and remained calm.

During this period of time, he had already found out everything clearly.

Including how Ling Xuan met and got acquainted with Lei Zizhen.

Only Lei Zizhen called Ling Xuan a benefactor, but he never got an answer.

Several times he knocked on Lei Zizhen's ear, but Lei Zizhen just faltered and never answered.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up.

"The Burning God Sect and the Holy Land of Reincarnation are also here."

At this time, Lei Zizhen pointed to the sky and said again.

The Fentian God Sect rides a huge red centipede that is thousands of feet tall.

Take a magnificent cloud boat in the Holy Land of Reincarnation.

Two batches of monks arrived one after another.

Lei Zhonghe hastily ushered the two Supremes into the Thousand Thunder Prison.

Ling Xuan took a glance, and soon found the difference between the monks of the two major forces.

The monks of the Fentian God Sect were all dressed in scarlet robes.

His eyes were fierce and murderous.

Apparently, they were all strong men killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

The monks of the Holy Land of Reincarnation wore black and white robes.

The eyes are empty and dark, and the breath is faint.

Ling Xuan also found that several people were extremely powerful in their last breath, and seemed to be comparable to the monk Baiwen.

In the next breath, it quickly weakened again, only at the level of the newly promoted Nirvana realm.

"That is the strangeness of reincarnation Dafa."

"In the beginning, the strength often went up and down."

"Only by cultivating to a high level can one be able to control one's own cultivation freely."

Seeing Ling Xuan cast his gaze away, Lei Zizhen immediately explained.

Ling Xuan nodded.

Lei Zizhen said again, "Here, that one who is smaller and wearing a scarlet Taoist robe is the saintess of the Burning Heaven Sect, Li Yunlong."

Ling Xuan looked over.

Immediately, he saw a petite girl curiously looking around the martial arts arena, running around.

The monks of the Fentian Sect wanted to chase her back, but the girl was like a slippery loach, and easily got rid of them.

As if sensing Ling Xuan's gaze, the girl cast her gaze towards the pavilion.

"Hey, sneak a peek at me, right?"

Li Yunlong put her hands on her hips and pointed at Ling Xuan and the others.

In the blink of an eye, she rushed to Ling Xuan and the others in one breath.

Then sat down on the spot, picked up the tea and began to drink heavily, as if he was familiar with it.