Chapter 482： Set off

At this moment, the rising sun was rising, and a pale golden light was shining on Lingxian.

Makes him look even more extraordinary and refined, as if the immortal was in the world, the style of chuckling is peerless, extraordinary.

Dao Wou-ki and others looked weird, all looking at Lingxian with the general eyes of a monster.

Of course, there is some exaggeration. A few of them couldn't be shocked. They were just surprised that Ling Xian would choose to kill Jianfeng's heritage.

Wan Jianzong has a total of twelve traditions, each of which is a great magical power. Among them, the one that kills Jianfeng is said to be the strongest and has more attack power than other traditions. But in contrast, cultivation is extremely difficult.

The pain of turning mana into sword energy, condensed in the body, makes people feel shudder just by thinking about it.

Although the power of the other inheritances is inferior to that of killing swords, on the whole, Wan Jianzong's twelve inheritances have their own merits, but in fact they are not much different.

Therefore, few people are willing to enter the killing sword peak, and practice the method that has not hurt the enemy first, and hurt themselves.

In addition to this method of perseverance, this method requires a high level of understanding. It takes less than three or five years for ordinary monks to touch a little fur.

But since Lingxian entered the sect, seven months have passed since then, and the sword killing has been repaired to the level of Xiaocheng, which naturally surprised a few people.

"In just a few months, you will practice sword killing to Xiaocheng's realm. Your understanding is really good."

Dao Wou-ki shook his head with a slight smile and sighed, "But with your talent, it is not surprising to do this. To my surprise, you actually practice the heritage of Killing Jianfeng."

Wang Yang and Lin Ying shook their heads, and they were very eager to ask Ling Xian, didn't it hurt?

You know, when the two of them got started, they also wanted to practice this method, but they only persisted for three months before they stopped.

There is no way, the pain of the condensed gasification sword, most people really can not persist. Presumably, only those who have great perseverance like Lingxian can do it.

"At first glance, I saw this inheritance, and I brought it to practice." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and did not feel that the pain was a big deal.

"Cultivate yourself?"

Dao Wou-ki cried and laughed, and Wang Yang and Lin Ying were speechless and didn't know what to say.

Seeing a few people looking speechless, Ling Xian shook her head gently and said, "Zongzhu, these two are the Tianjiao who walked with me."

"Yes, this man like an iron tower is called Wang Yang, and this girl like a child is called Lin Ying. They are the pride of Wan Jianzong's younger generation."

Tao Wuji nodded, and turned his gaze to the two, smiling. "This is not necessary for me to introduce, aren't you two hurried to salute?"

Hearing that, Wang Yang and Lin Ying hurriedly rushed to Ling Xian and said in unison: "Have seen Ling ... No, Elder Ling."

They originally intended to call Brother Ling Xian, after all, he and his two peers called Brother Brother just right. Only then did they exit, and they realized his identity and hurriedly changed their tongues.

"No need to be polite. Since they are also Wan Jianzong, there is no need to be so polite."

Ling Xian waved her hands with a smile, and secretly swept the two souls, and found that they only had the initial cultivation of Jie Dan, and could not help but be disappointed.

In all fairness, their cultivation is pretty good. However, if it is compared with the true successors of other forces, it is undoubtedly inferior, let alone compared with Ling Xian.

Therefore, he will inevitably feel a little disappointed, and feel that the pressure on his shoulders is a little bit heavier.

However, disappointment is disappointed. Now that Ling Xian had promised Dao Wou-ki, he would save the lives of the two and return with them safely.

"Well, now that you know each other, let's get ready for the road." Dao Wou-ki smiled, and a look of anticipation flashed on his handsome face.

"Yes, Sovereign." The dynasty and Lin Ying clenched their fists, and there was a look of anticipation on their faces.

After all, there are countless opportunities for the Immortal Hall, many treasures, and great attraction.

"Relax, Sovereign, I will bring them back safely."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing that Wuji was most worried about the safety of several people, so he made a guarantee directly.

"Haha, so good."

Dao Wou-ki laughed loudly, looked at Wang Yang and Lin Ying, and then turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying: "I am looking forward to here and waiting here. You bring Supreme Glory and step into the gate again that moment."

"It must not disappoint the suzerain."

Lingxian's mouth raised, Tianyu's confident style illuminated Tianyu, and even that round of eternal sun dim.

"With your words, I can rest assured." Dao Wou-ki looked full of anticipation, and wanted to see the scene of Ling Xian's arrogance and dominance over all major races.

Ling Xian was also looking forward to her eyes, and arched her hands at Tao Wuji, saying: "Suzerain, leave."

After speaking, he motioned the two of them with his eyes, and then he rose into the air and galloped towards the south.

Seeing this, Wang Yang and Lin Ying hurriedly moved into shape and followed Ling Xian.

In this way, the three of them cut through the sky like a meteor, and flew towards the most central setting of the moon in Yunzhou.

There are countless treasures and deadly killings.

Whether the scenery returns or is buried in another country depends on Ling Xian's strength and fortune.

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The Immortal Hall is a mysterious place. I do n’t know who built it or where it came from.

I only know that there are many treasures here and the opportunities are endless. Since it appeared in Yunzhou for 300 years, it will be opened every 50 years for the entertainers of the Danzi period.

However, most people don't know this place, and only those with a good identity will know about one or two. As for the monks who entered this temple, there are very few. Only the Jiedan Tianjiao of the ten dynasties and nine ancestors are eligible.

Of course, major races lurking somewhere in Yunzhou are also eligible.

Therefore, when the Immortal Hall was about to open, the nine dynasties of the ten dynasties and the young strong men of various races rushed to the road and rushed to the most central place in Yunzhou.

Each young strong man is an outstanding successor of his own power, very powerful, and possesses capital that despise one side. And the wizards of those races are fierce and powerful, and there are few rivals in the same rank!

There is no doubt that any Tianjiao who can call his name in Yunzhou is now on his way to Luoyueyu. And every wizard comes with the belief of winning.

Just because their purpose is not to win the treasure, but to attack the opponents and win glory for their race!

Therefore, when those Tianjiao from all directions rushed to the moon, the picturesque place was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

As more and more people arrived, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. It seemed that it was possible to fight at any time and set off a shocking war!

Fortunately, the two sides remembered the words of the elders and forcibly suppressed the anger in their chests, so there was no direct action.

However, it is foreseeable that once the Immortal Hall is opened, what fierce fighting will erupt between these heavenly pride!

Just thinking about it will make the belligerent enthusiastic and rush to the top of your head!