Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2270: Jingsheng Palace

On the top of Zhentian Peak, Ling Xian stood with his hands in his hands, fluttering in white clothes and dancing in black. Little Ω┡says』

Although the Prisoner Immortal Array can trap a tall girl for half a year, it is not a long-term solution after all. Between him and the tall girl, there is bound to be a battle.

And it is destined that only one person will survive.

"No matter what, she can't be allowed to leave alive."

Ling Xian frowned. Although he did not fight against the tall woman, he was sure that this woman was the only enemy in his life.

Even he is not sure of victory.

"The battle that is imperative, either she will die, or I will die." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and a cold light appeared.

After that, he stopped thinking about it and practiced quietly.

Time passed bit by bit. Three months later, Meng Changhe fell and said with a smile: "Sir, it's time for us to leave."

Hearing this, Ling Xian opened his star eyes and stood up.

As he got up, even Meng Changhe was shocked and frightened.

"Not seen in March, Mr.'s strength has improved again." Meng Changhe admired, a little more confident.

"It's just a little bit more refined."

Ling Xian sighed slightly. When he reached the Holy Land, his cultivation became more difficult. He has been practicing hard for more than three years, but he has only improved a little.

If there is no fate, it would be too difficult to break through to the middle stage of entering the holy realm.

"With Mr.'s amazing talent, he will definitely be able to set foot in the supreme realm every year, and even become a shortcut." Meng Changhe smiled.

"I hope."

Ling Xian's eyes are deep, and given him enough time, he will definitely be able to cultivate to the peak of entering the holy realm, but what he lacks most is time.

Not to mention the invincible saint ancestor suppressed by the Five Elements Sealing Demons, just talking about tall women is a big trouble.

"Let's go, first solve your Xianfuzong's troubles." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Sir, please come with me." Meng Changhe spoke softly, and then flew towards the southeast.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

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Jingsheng Palace is one of the eight major sects of Kunlun Star, and it is recognized as the strongest power in the world.

This school has been passed down for thousands of years, and the masters are like clouds. There are only three people who are strong in the holy realm.

One of them is still powerful in the late stage of entering the holy realm, only one step away from the supreme.

At this moment, Ling Xian and Meng Changhe came to Jingsheng Palace.

Looking at the magnificent palace, Meng Changhe was full of emotion: "For tens of thousands of years, Jingsheng Palace has always been brilliant and prosperous. Unlike my fairy talisman, which was once brilliant, but now it is declining."

"The decline is only temporary. I believe that one day, Xian Fu Zong will reappear in the past." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"If your husband is willing to help, I will definitely rise up!" Meng Changhe looked hopeful.

Ling Xian is not only a powerful person in the holy realm, but also a great master of Fu Dao. If he does his best, then whether it is strength or Fu Dao, Xian Fu Zong can step up to a new level.

"I can do only so much. Instead of begging me, it is better to take good care of Yunmeng."

"This girl is more extraordinary than you think. The Grand Master is only her starting point, and the Grand Master is not her end."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. If you look at the world, who is most likely to match the Fifth Burning Heaven, it is not him, but 6 Yunmeng.

She is the legendary body close to the rune, the most promising to be comparable, even the fifth burning sky!

"Great Master is not her end point?" Meng Changhe's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect Ling Xian to give 6 Yunmeng such a high evaluation.

"Believe me, Yunmeng can repay you, absolutely beyond your imagination." Ling Xian smiled slightly without exaggerating.

"I understand."

Meng Changhe solemnly nodded his head and said: "There are saints in those sects, and their status is second only to the elders and head teachers. From immediately on, Yunmeng will be the saint of my fairy talisman." /

"Very good, but remember, I don't want Yunmeng to have other masters."

Ling Xian looked indifferent. If 6 Yunmeng volunteered to worship others as a teacher, he wouldn't say anything, but if someone forced him, then don't blame him.

"Don't worry, sir, who would dare to **** your apprentice with you?"

Meng Changhe smiled bitterly. He still remembers the scene of Ling Xian easily suppressing the three Saint Realm powerhouses. Even if he had eaten Xiongxin Leopard's courage, he did not dare to **** his apprentice with Ling Xian!

"Old man Meng, it's been a long time since I saw you."

The plain words sounded, and an old man in gray walked out of the void, swallowing the mountains and rivers with anger, shaking and shaking.

This made Meng Changhe's expression condensed, and he whispered to Lingxian: "On the face of the Eight Great Sects, there are two cultivators in the late stage of the Holy Realm, one is the Supreme Elder of Jingsheng Palace, and the other is him."

"I can see it."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and the old man in gray did not constrain his aura. He could naturally see that this person was a strong man in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm.

"When you see an old friend, don't you even say hello?" The old man in gray glanced at Meng Changhe.

"Hmph, you and I are not friends." Meng Changhe snorted coldly, obviously not having a good relationship with the old man in gray.

"Tsk tusk, you and I are brothers in the same discipline who grew up together, don't you even count as friends now?" The gray-clothed old man made a sad look.

"From the moment you betrayed Xianfuzong, you and I are no longer the same brothers." Meng Changhe sneered.

"Back then, your cultivation was above me. Do you know why I am far better than you now?"

The gray-clothed old man smiled jokingly, and said: "It's because I abandoned the dark and cast the light, but you are clinging to a desolate sect and refuse to leave."

"I don't know current affairs as much as you." Meng Changhe sneered.

"If I remember correctly, Xianfuzong has been at the bottom nine times in a row. If you are at the bottom today, Xianfuzong's position may not be kept."

The old man in gray smiled playfully and said: "If you beg me, I can help you."

"If you are not in prison, you bother, this time, my Xian Fu Zong will not be at the bottom." Meng Changhe glanced at the old man in gray. He was very clear about Ling Xian's strength. At the end.

"You don't have the slightest amount of diligence, dare you say that you won't be the bottom?" The gray-clothed old man sneered.

"I'm indeed not diligent, but who told you that this time I played the battle?"

Meng Changhe laughed, turned his gaze to Lingxian, and said: "I'll introduce you, this is the supreme elder of my Xianfuzong, this time, he will play."

Hearing this, the old man in gray furrowed his brows slightly, his eyes gleamed, and he probed Ling Xian's cultivation.

Unfortunately, I can't see it.

Ling Xian’s method of conserving breath is a flawless concealment of the heavenly formation. Only the supreme can see it when he is obsessed with hiding.

"If you want to know my cultivation base~IndoMTL.com~ bluntly, there is no need to explore." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and dispersed to cover the sky.

"At the beginning of entering the Holy Land..."

The gray-clothed old man was startled, then shook his head and laughed: "I thought you had invited the strong, but I didn't expect it to be just a monk like you."

Meng Changhe smiled upon hearing this.

He wants to be the same as Ling Xian, but unfortunately, he is not qualified to compare with Ling Xian at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that with Lingxian's strength, it is enough to sweep all the ninth stage cultivators of the eight major sects, even in the middle stage, it may not be his opponent.

"What are you laughing at?" The old man in gray frowned.

"I laughed at you with eyes and no beads." Meng Changhe sneered, trying to tell Lingxian's strength.

However, Ling Xian stopped him.

He said lightly: "Keep a little suspense, so as not to be targeted."