Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 132: Grace

In the sky, many monks during the foundation-building period bathed in the light and walked out of the palace of creation. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

The aura that everyone exudes is extraordinarily strong, standing there as majestic and heavy as a mountain.

After all, these people first went through the two assessments of the Palace of Good Fortune, and then went through difficult fights later. Those who can survive are naturally the leaders and the strong who build the foundation.

However, among these powerful monks, there is one person who can be regarded as ordinary, without the slightest aura from his body, as if he is a mortal who has not set foot on the path of spiritual practice.

However, he was the most eye-catching person among these monks, and even among the monks in the audience.

This man is handsome and handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a smile on his lips. There is no aura from the whole body, but there is a kind of Taoist rhyme, mysterious and mysterious, indescribable.

Furthermore, his temperament is indifferent and quiet, and otherworldly, as if he had fallen into the dust of an immortal.

Therefore, as soon as this person appeared, he covered the light of many powerful monks, as if he had become the only one in the world, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Who is this son? Such an attitude, really extraordinary."

The elegant man shook his feather fan lightly, looking at the white-clothed youth in the sky, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, not bad, obviously there is not the slightest aura, but it can cover the light of those elites, let me wait for the first to notice him, it is really good." A fairy-style old man stroked his beard, old face It was full of appreciation.

"Yes, this kind of demeanor, our Lin family's strongest arrogant is not comparable." A middle-aged man sighed, looking at the handsome young man in front of him, his brows suddenly frowned, hesitating: "Wait... you guys Use the power of the soul to observe this carefully."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the few strong men on the peak were startled, and then used the power of the soul to look at Lingxian again.

After that, their expressions began to change, and finally they all took a breath!

"This is... the base-building realm!"

"Unbelievably, this person has reached the invincible state of foundation building? No wonder I feel a kind of king's coercion faintly in him."

"I can't believe it, my clan has not been out of the Invincible Realm for hundreds of years. What is the origin of this son? It can be compared with the two evildoers on the Qianlong list!"

Everyone present was shocked. In addition to the strong appreciation, there was a hint of incredible in the eyes looking at Ling Xian.

Know that these people are all high-ranking cultivators in the pill formation stage, and their minds are extremely indifferent, and ordinary things can't surprise them at all, let alone shock them.

However, at the moment, because of Ling Xian's shaking, this is quite an incredible thing.

But if you think about it carefully, this is normal. A king who builds a foundation in an invincible state, even the ancestor of Nascent Soul, will be surprised!

"Ling Xian, you finally appeared!"

When Ling Xian appeared, Zi Donglai's eyes suddenly burst into dazzling expression.

That is a look called hope.

Below, the two men and horses fighting desperately also stopped their attacks because of a large group of people who suddenly appeared. And when the disciples of Ziyang Sect saw Ling Xian, a hint of joy flashed across their faces.

"Look! It's Young Master Ling! Young Master Ling has appeared!"

"Hahaha, we are saved, as long as Young Master Ling is there, we will definitely be able to protect us!"

"Yes, Young Master Ling is finally back, and with the many elders of my Ziyang Sect, I will surely be able to beat the two major forces away!"

Many disciples looked excited, looking at Ling Xian floating in the sky, the already desperate heart beat again, full of confidence.

It can be seen that they firmly believe that Lingxian will definitely protect Ziyangzong's completeness.

No way, who made Ling Xian appear in Ziyang Sect, has done too many shocking feats, too many things considered impossible by the world.

Over time, he has almost become an omnipotent **** in the hearts of everyone in Ziyang Sect, especially the bottom disciples.

Therefore, these people believe in Lingxian very much, and they have even reached a blind destination.

"What happened?"

Ling Xian's brows couldn't help but frowned as he looked at the tragic scene below that resembled Shura hell.

The complexion of the elders of Ziyang Sect who just came out of the Palace of Good Fortune has also changed drastically.

"Get out of here!"

Aware of everyone's doubts, Zi Donglai eagerly explained that he forcibly broke out even more fierce power and forced the two masters back, then took the opportunity to withdraw and retreated hundreds of meters away.

When he saw this, Ling Xian's figure flashed, and he came to Zi Donglai in an instant, and asked: "Sect Master, how are you?"

"I'm fine."

Zi Donglai waved his hand, looked at Ling Xian in front of him and the elders who rushed over, and smiled forcefully: "I really pity my Ziyang Sect, let you show up in time."

Ling Xian frowned, glanced at Zi Donglai, who had a disheveled hair and a weak aura, and then at the stump and broken arm below, he couldn't help but sighed: "Unexpectedly, what I said would come true."

"Ahem... Yeah."

Zi Donglai barely squeezed out a smile, looked at the many elders who had come around, and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to make a long story short, just three hours ago, the Spirit Sword Sect and Xuan Yin Sect joined forces to initiate the Ziyang Sect against me. After the attack, the moment of life and death has come. I hope you can fight to the death and protect my Ziyang Sect."

After hearing this, the hearts of the elders sank. Although they had expected it, they still felt tremendous pressure when they heard Zi Donglai's own words.

However, they understand that the situation is very urgent at this moment. It is not when talking nonsense, they all clasped their fists and said in the same voice: "Sect Master, rest assured, I will fight to the death and protect my Ziyang Sect inheritance!"

Zi Donglai looked serious, and said solemnly: "Very well, you go and support the disciples below, here is me."

"Yes!"

More than a dozen elders shouted, didn't talk nonsense, and immediately flew down, intending to support those Ziyang Sect disciples who were about to die.

"Jie Jie, what can I do if I come out of the Palace of Good Fortune, how can the few ants in the foundation period change the situation of the battle?" Xuan Yin Sect leader Jie Jie smiled strangely, and his cold eyes looked like a snake. Zidong is coming.

"Yes, Zidonglai, I respect you as a hero. As long as you catch with your hands, I can spare your life." Sect Master of Spirit Sword Sect was calm, and his words were even more calm, as if he was stating one. fact.

"You are dreaming!"

Zi Donglai was furious~IndoMTL.com~ forcibly raised a breath of energy, and planned to continue rushing forward to fight another battle with the two masters.

However, he had just taken three steps before he could no longer suppress the injuries in his body and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

"Cough cough, **** it, has the old injury happened..."

Zi Donglai's face was pale, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, his old wounds would happen.

Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned and sighed: "Sect Master, you can rest for a while and let me come."

Speaking, he took a step forward slightly, and the white robe danced with it.

After that, a blatant and insolent sentence came out slowly, resounding through the entire Ziyang Sect!

"Come on, let me, Ling Xian, come first to learn the brilliant tricks of the two."

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