Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1723: Little Purple

Western Regions, a piece of land belonging to the spirit race.

Except for the spirit race, here are mountains, rivers, flowers and trees. It is difficult to see the human race or the monster race.

The reason is that the spirit race is too strong and too domineering.

Although the number is scarce, all of them are of the same rank, and even the most common flowers and plants are very powerful.

Therefore, the Western Regions are firmly controlled by the Spirit Race, and Human Race or other races are not allowed to enter. Once you see it, you will be killed.

However, at this moment, there was a man who ignored the laws of the Western Regions and came as a human.

He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, white clothes like snow, and a kind of immortal temperament.

It is Ling Xian.

Behind him, a purple-clothed woman blinked big jewel-like eyes, looking east and west, revealing a strong curiosity.

Her skin is like condensed fat, her eyes are like autumn water, her nose is straight and tall, she has three thousand green silks pouring down, bright and beautiful.

It is Xiao Zi.

She was an enlightened lotus that was about to transform into a spirit. Now, she has grown into a seventh-level peak monk, no less than Lingxian.

However, her mind has not grown much, just like a child, curious about everything.

After all, she has always stayed in the Nine Immortals Picture, rarely born.

"My son, I feel the breath of the same kind." Little Zimulu was delighted.

"This is why I made you born."

Ling Xian chuckled. The news he inquired was the Divine Earth Temple in the Western Regions. He also inquired that the Spirit Race was extremely xenophobic, and when he saw the Human Race, he would kill him.

In this case, it is undoubtedly convenient for Xiaozi to come forward.

"My son, don't worry, leave it to me." Little Zi smiled, combining the heaven and the earth, bright and moving.

"Just do your best."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Let's go, go directly to Shentu Temple."

After finishing speaking, he flew to the southwest direction.

He had already inquired about before coming. There are two major forces in the Western Regions, one is the Divine Earth Temple, and the other is the Celestial Elephant Temple.

The former only accepts spirit tribes like flowers, grass, mountains and rocks, while the latter only accepts spirit tribes like wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The two powers, one east and the other west, are not in harmony with each other, but there is no fight, and they are in a state of peace.

Ling Xian is going to the Shentu Temple in the west.

It is said that there was once a living soil that became a spirit, dwelling in the Divine Earth Temple, and turned into a holding soil after death. If the rumors are true, then there must be soil in the Divine Earth Temple.

Therefore, even under the decree of the spirit clan, Ling Xian also came to the Western Regions.

Three days later, he and Xiao Zi saw a magnificent palace, like the palace of the gods, coercive and overwhelming.

"Want to come, this is the temple of the earth."

Ling Xianxing squinted his eyes and said: "Xiao Zi, you will say that I am your servant after a while, remember not to show any flaws."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi was taken aback and shook his head again and again: "How can this be done? How honorable is the son, isn't this damaging me?"

"It's just a disguise, not real."

"If you don't do this, the spirit race of the Divine Earth Temple will be hostile to me, and even shot at me."

"Although I am not afraid, my goal is to get the soil, so I don't want to go to war."

"Only by pretending to be your servant, the spirit race will ignore me."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He had thought about it before he came, and he couldn't come forward. Otherwise, let alone getting the soil, whether you can save your life will be the same.

"This..."

Xiao Zi hesitated and nodded gently.

Immediately, she blinked her big jewel-like eyes and said: "How can I pretend?"

"Be strict with me, just like the emperor treats you."

Ling Xian chuckles, Xiao Zi is considered half of the apprentice of the Great Emperor Pingluo, and the Great Emperor has always been cold, especially his disciples, even more merciless.

"I understand."

Thinking of Jimo Ruxue's stern teaching, Xiao Zi shuddered and hesitated: "I treated you like that, son, you...you shouldn't be angry."

"No, don't worry, do it boldly." Ling Xian shook his head with a grin.

"Good."

Little Zi lightly tapped her head, and after that, she seemed to have changed her face.

If she was lively, lovely, and charming before, then she is as cold as frost, indifferent and ruthless at the moment.

She stared at Ling Xian coldly, and said in a commanding tone: "Knock on the door."

Hearing that, Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect Xiao Zi to learn from the great emperor like this.

At the moment, he came to the front of the palace and knocked gently on the door.

After that, Ling Xian retreated behind Xiao Zi, looking like a servant.

"Huh..."

There was a soft sound, and then, a man in white walked out of the void, with a celestial temperament and an ethereal atmosphere.

He looked at Xiao Zi, a softness flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Ling Xian, the softness suddenly turned cold and sharp.

In the next instant, he shot without warning, and the power of the seventh stage peaked out.

However, it was blocked by Xiao Zi, and easily blocked.

On cultivation base, she is not inferior to a man, and she is also a spirit race, how can she be weaker than this person?

"Friends, what do you mean?" The white-clothed man's expression turned gloomy.

"I would like to ask, what do you mean."

Xiao Zi looked cold and indifferent, and learned the style of Emperor Pingluo: "He is my servant, are you provoking me?"

"Servant?"

The man in white furrowed his brows and gave Ling Xian a cold look, but didn't hold onto the matter.

He suppressed his coldness, and said: "Friends of Taoism, I don't know why you came to my Divine Earth Temple?"

"I want to see the ruler of the Divine Earth Temple." Little Zigu is as high as the moon, and cold as snow, just like the Great Emperor Pingluo.

This attitude makes the man in white quite uncomfortable, but he is not easy to get angry.

The attack just now has fully proved that Xiao Zi is quite capable, even above him.

Therefore, the man pondered for a while and said: "Come with me."

Speaking, the gate of the palace slowly separated towards the two sides.

This made Ling Xian breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that the first hurdle had passed, and then it was up to him to persuade the ruler of the Divine Earth Palace.

After that, he followed Xiao Zi and entered the Divine Earth Palace.

As soon as he entered this place, Lingxian noticed the four or five spiritual thoughts, and without exception, they were all eighth realm strong.

"The strength is so strong, even if it is better than the true immortal family, I am afraid that it will not give up too much."

Ling Xian sighed secretly, dispelling the idea of ​​looting.

Don't say that he and Xiao Zi are only seventh-level cultivators, even if they are eighth-level, they are not opponents of the Divine Earth Palace.

"Here, follow me in."

The white-clothed man landed in front of a palace and said: "Elder, there are spirit races to see you."

"Come in~IndoMTL.com~ An old voice sounded, and the light of attraction appeared, covering Lingxian and Xiaozi.

In the next instant, the two appeared in the hall and saw an old man with a rickety figure.

As soon as he saw this person, Ling Xian's body tightened, and his expression became serious.

Although this person is not strong, he feels even more terrifying than the master of those eighth-level divine senses.

"It turned out to be the enlightened lotus into the spirit..."

The old man's eyes were deep, and he broke through Xiao Zi's body.

This made Xiao Zi Qiao's face slightly changed, but when she thought of the calmness of Emperor Pingluan, she calmed down: "Your Excellency has good eyesight."

Hearing this, the old man smiled faintly and turned his gaze to Ling Xian.

Although it is gentle, it is like a god-opening sword, unstoppable and unstoppable