Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 561: Next plan

Zi Yao.

The connection between the sword body and the hilt was engraved with these two small ancient characters, which made Ling Xian a little startled.

"Ziyao...it seems to be the name of this sword."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, very satisfied with this sharp sword and also very satisfied with the name.

He held a sword flower in his hand, feeling the mighty power of the Zi Yao Divine Sword, and a hint of wonder flashed in his star eyes.

It's worthy of being a divine sword made of Zihua Immortal Gold. In his perception, if a cultivator at the peak of Pill Formation holds this sword, the power that erupts can leapfrog and even threaten himself!

You know, he is now a strong man in the Pill Formation Extreme Realm, and he can push all opponents in the Pill Formation Realm horizontally. However, if someone holds this sword, it can threaten him. How powerful is it?

"It's worthy of being a divine sword made of the supreme magic material like Zihuaxianjin. This sword is perfect in all aspects. It is truly a peerless sword."

Ling Xian's eyes were exclaimed, his right hand stroked the long sword lightly, and then he flicked his finger.

Suddenly, there was a clear sword sound from the Zi Yao Immortal Sword, like a green bead falling on a jade plate, and running water hitting the blue stone, making it clear and long.

"You will follow me in the future, rest assured, I will never insult you."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xian’s mouth, and his star eyes were filled with determination, saying: "I will take you on a road of invincibility. Gods will block and kill gods, and Buddhas will block and kill Buddhas."

The words fell, and the Zi Yao Immortal Sword was radiant. It seemed that he had sensed his determination. This sword was very happy.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled even more. He had already felt that this sword had a kind of spirituality, and seeing it suddenly burst into light at the moment, it made him convinced of this speculation.

"Like the Zhetian Formation Plate, both possess spirituality, and it is indeed a peerless sword."

Ling Xian looked at the purple long sword in his hand and smiled: "I will take you to the summit together, and the world is invincible."

"Zheng!"

The purple light fairy sword shines brightly, and it makes a cheerful sword sound, which seems to express his strong joy.

"Very well, one day, I will take you to the top, invincible in nine days and ten places."

Ling Xian's eyes are firm, and his words are louder and louder.

This is his dream, a dream he must achieve in this life. Even though the road ahead is difficult and bumpy, and the wind and rain continue, he will overcome all obstacles and vowed to aspire to the top.

"What about all kinds of difficulties and dangers? I am fearless."

Ling Xian smiled brilliantly, and Zi Yao Fairy Sword followed Weng Ming, expressing his determination to set foot on the top with him.

After that, he smiled gradually and began to think about the next thing.

To reach the top is an unattainable dream, requiring him to move forward slowly, step by step. Therefore, he needs to think about how to move next.

The opportunity of the Shang Qing Dynasty is very important, and it is related to the general trend of the world in the future. However, even though that opportunity was a matter of no owner, it fell on the territory of the Shangqing Sect after all.

And this sect is a transcendent force in Yuezhou, and it is very powerful. Therefore, Ling Xian must be prepared with both hands.

One is to quietly take away the chance, so that he can retreat all over without making a fuss. The second is that he accidentally exposed, which is more troublesome, no, it should be said that it is a huge crisis.

Shang Qingzong is outrageously powerful, let alone him now, even if he becomes a strong man in the Yuan Ying stage, it is difficult to compete with him.

But that opportunity is related to the future trend, and he can't let it go anyway. Therefore, Lingxian must make a sure-fire plan to ensure that he can retreat with his whole body.

"I used to help the shocking spirit formation. It said that it owes me a favor. If it is in trouble, it should not sit idly by."

Ling Xian frowned, thinking about the resources he might use, and said: "There is also the man under the demon volcano. Although he doesn't know what he is, I can imagine that he must be too powerful."

"It seems that I have to go to the demon volcano first to rescue him."

Ling Xian frowned and muttered to himself: "These two people alone may not be able to guarantee that I will retreat. I still need to plan carefully and fully mobilize all resources."

"It's a pity that I don't know any strong people in Yuezhou, and I only know one side. It's impossible to help me."

With a soft sigh, Ling Xian's eyes flickered, thinking about his way of retreat.

Although Shang Qingzong may not be able to find out after seizing the chance, but if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of it in case. He must prepare in advance to avoid being chased by the Shang Qingzong and losing his life. "Fortunately, Yu Wuxiu is now controlled by me. She is the saint of the Shang Qing sect. She can provide me with a lot of convenience."

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and said: "Maybe I can steal the opportunity quietly, anyway, now, no one knows the opportunity, I can guard it there in advance."

Speaking, he made a decision. He planned to return to Shang Qingzong as soon as possible, first rescue the mysterious man, and then try to seize the chance.

"That's it, let's go, and rush to Shang Qingzong."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, and he put the Zi Yao Sword in his storage bag, and then walked out of the small courtyard.

As soon as he left the house, he felt two strong breaths and frowned.

"Huh? One aura belongs to Hua Wanyu, another aura...a bit familiar, who is it?"

Ling Xian frowned, always feeling that the other aura was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

This made him interested, and in his perception, the two auras were far away from each other, seeming to be preparing for a big battle.

"Interesting, I can't miss the battle between two strong Yuan Ying."

The corner of his mouth raised, Ling Xian stretched out his figure and flew towards the source of the momentum.

In a short while, he came to the battlefield. I saw dozens of figures standing on the ground, all monks in the formation stage, and everyone looked solemnly at the sky.

There, the two figures face each other far away, both exuding an earth-shaking aura, filling this space with a strong smell of gunpowder.

One of them was wearing a light yellow dress, with his hair curled up high, dignified and beautiful, and generous.

It is the master of Huacheng, Hua Yuyu.

The other person is wearing a black robe, with loose black hair, and his eyes are as deep as the sea of ​​stars. Standing there as if the demon king came back to life, Shura reincarnated, exuding an aura of extreme terror.

Behind him~IndoMTL.com~ A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged, although it was only illusory, but it was real. Even if Ling Xian was far away, he could feel the icy chill.

This raised his brows and was a little surprised, but what surprised him even more was the man who was opposite to Hua Wanyu.

"That man...is the Demon Lord?"

Ling Xian was slightly startled, quite surprised. And when he confirmed that the man was undoubtedly Demon Lord, he couldn't help but laugh.

Back then, he beheaded the Alien Tianjiao, provoking the three alien forces to come to the door, forcing him to leave his hometown.

Since that battle, the demon lord has not been seen. I didn't expect that he would meet him here.

"Unexpectedly, I would meet the Demon Lord again..."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at the horrible figure like a devil, a trace of playfulness flashed in his star eyes.

...(..)(Nine Immortals)