The Immortal Taoist Chapter 172: Dao Qitian and the sage lady of Ziwei

"Something is wrong, Sanshengshi got rid of my control?"

The face of the golden figure appeared out of the mist. Junyi's face is extremely young, with eyebrows like sharp swords and bright eyes. From the first sight of him, he feels like a sword, a sharp, extremely sharp sword.

But now, this young face is full of shock. This three-life stone is just a fake, and the golden figure manipulates this stone, and there has never been a mistake. This time, there was a change, and the Sanshengshi was directly out of his control.

In the illusion, the golden figure could no longer interfere. Even if he wanted Ling Dao to recover, he could no longer do it. Now Sanshengshi is in charge of everything, even he has not thought about it, this stone has such ability, it seems that he still underestimated this stone before.

In the illusion, the sage lady of Ziwei has come to Ling Dao. She exhaled like orchids, and there was a good smell all over her body. Snow-white skin, crystal clear, a pair of black and white eyes, sparkling with moving luster, upside down all sentient beings.

"Qi Tian, ​​I found a shattered ancient heritage not long ago. It is a pity that it is dangerous. I wonder if you would accompany me there?"

At this time, Ling Dao is a genius disciple from the sacred place of Ziwei, named Dao Qitian. He even has an extremely powerful grandfather, even in the crape myrtle holy land, his grandfather is a big man. He is also a genius of heaven, and he naturally has a good position in the sacred place of Ziwei.

If Ling Dao lost all his memories, he would definitely nod his head happily when faced with the invitation of the saintess of crape myrtle. It is a pity that he has not fully integrated into the illusion. He clearly knows in his heart that the crape myrtle holy land is his enemy, and the crape myrtle saint in front of him is also an enemy.

"What? Qi Tian, ​​do you want to reject me?"

The lady of Lagerstroemia with a smile on her face said in a choked voice, her smile was long gone, replaced by a heartbroken expression, as if Ling Dao had done something extremely sorry for her, and I felt pity. Even the disciple of Ziwei Holy Land next to him wanted to beat Ling Dao violently to vent his anger.

"Did I say to refuse you? You invited me, of course I will go, I can't ask for it!"

Regardless of whether Ling Dao refused or agreed, the male disciples of the crape myrtle holy land stared at him with murderous eyes, wishing to cut him off. Originally, he really didn't want to agree, but now he can't break the illusion at all, so play with the saint of Ziwei.

"A beauty like you, how can I refuse with the heart?"

Ling Dao stretched out the index finger of his right hand and directly provoked the chin of the saint crape myrtle. Anyway, this is an illusion, he naturally doesn't have to restrict anything, everything is fake. The sage lady of Ziwei was so close to him, and he didn't even expect Ling Dao to do this. Naturally, Ling Dao succeeded.

The saint lady of crape myrtle, in the holy land of crape myrtle, has always been aloof. Although there are many people who admire her, no one has ever dared to treat her so presumptuously. As a result, she was extremely talented, and her own combat power was a leader among her peers. Secondly, her father had a very high status in the sacred place of Ziwei, and others did not dare to provoke him.

It was the first time to be so frivolous, even the saint crape myrtle herself was stunned. Not to mention other people in the field, they all feel that they are dazzled and misunderstood. It's incredible that someone molested the saint Lagerstroemia in the crowd, isn't it?

"The **** is all right! Don't quickly remove your dirty hands!"

"Dao Qitian, how dare you be a frivolous saint, I will fight you a life and death!"

"Things who do not live or die, think they are talented, can they do whatever they want?"

In the crape myrtle holy land, many genius disciples have stood up. The three disciples who spoke were extremely talented, and their backgrounds were not small, otherwise they would not dare to be so provocative. They are not afraid of Ling Dao, so they dare to shout like this. Those who have no backing and talent can only dare to be angry and not dare to speak.

"You!"

The lady of Ziwei stepped back quickly, her face flushed. This was the first time that a young man touched her chin, which naturally made her extremely shy. However, after all, she was the saint of Ziwei, and apart from blushing, she appeared extremely calm.

"Unexpectedly, in the illusion, the touch is so real?"

Ling Dao looked at his right index finger, but wondered why this illusion is so real. He knew it was an illusion, but everything in front of him was no different from the real one. Especially the previous touch of the index finger on the chin of the saint lady of crape myrtle is so smooth and delicate, which makes people love it.

His actions like this, in the eyes of others, are clearly after taking advantage of the saint Lagerstroemia. Such frivolousness, even if it made many people angry, the three young disciples who had spoken earlier all walked towards Ling Dao.

"Oh? You three wastes, want to fight with me?"

In this illusion, their realm is similar. Ling Dao wanted to defeat any of the three of them. It was not a simple matter. However, Ling Daoming knew that this was an illusion, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid of anything, and he didn't have a good impression of the disciples of the crape myrtle holy land.

"How about this, how about you three going together?"

Ling Dao's words are surprisingly arrogant, not to mention the other disciples of the crape myrtle holy land present, even the saint lady of crape myrtle did not expect it. The three genius disciples almost burst their lungs with anger, Ling Dao didn't put them in his eyes at all, and even insulted them in front of so many people.

If they don't give Ling Dao a violent beating, it will be hard to dispel the hatred. If they shoot alone, no one is sure of winning, at best they are evenly divided. In this case, they might as well join hands, anyway, Ling Dao himself said.

"Well, you are all in the sky. I haven't seen you in a few days. I didn't expect you to go crazy!"

"My name is Qi Tian, ​​do you really think you are really Qi Tian?"

"Since you want the three of us to come together, then the three of us will join hands to deal with you. We will not fight you with your head today. We will all go around when we see you!"

The three young disciples glanced at each other, then they drew their swords one after another and attacked Ling Dao. They were all seventeen or eighteen years old, young and energetic, and when they were agitated, they became angry. Now the three of them are joining forces to teach Ling Dao a bitter lesson.

If you let the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect, Blood Sword Sect, Broken Sword Sect, and Heaven Sword Sect see the scene in front of you, it will definitely be shocked. Although these young disciples are only seventeen or eighteen years old, their realm is not the original realm, and even surpasses the mortal realm.

A big power like Ziwei Holy Land is naturally not comparable to the Sixth Rank forces like Spirit Sword Sect, Blood Sword Sect, Heaven Sword Sect, and Broken Sword Sect. Crape Myrtle Holy Land randomly pulled out a genius disciple, who could sweep the Spirit Sword Sect, Blood Sword Sect, Heaven Sword Sect, and Broken Sword Sect.

In this way, Ling Dao fought with the three young disciples of the crape myrtle holy land. All kinds of swordsmanship of the crape myrtle holy land have been used. The four of them were all geniuses in the crape myrtle holy land, and their control over swordsmanship was enough to make the older generation ashamed.

Ling Dao dealt with three young disciples of the same level at the same time, naturally, he was under great pressure. However, he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion, naturally there would not be any pressure, but with a calm state of mind, he exerted far more than normal combat power. His heart is like still water, but the sword in his hand is as fast as lightning, invisible and invisible!

He is in the illusion, but he has his own memory. The swordsmanship he has displayed is naturally stronger. After all, his kendo attainments were far higher than those of the three young disciples. As the battle progressed, he became more and more courageous, gradually suppressing the three young disciples, and he seemed to have invincible power!

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The holy land of crape myrtle.

The majestic mountains, magnificent palaces, and misty wonders are intertwined. A huge sword stood between the sky and the earth, towering into the sky, exuding a terrifying sword intent. It seems that if these giant swords move at will, they can tear the whole world apart!

The palaces rise from the ground, forming a unique pattern. The stepped palace is breathtaking. The palace on the first floor was built on the ground, while the palace on the second floor stood in the void, and the third and fourth floors continued to rise. The palace on the ninth floor ~IndoMTL.com~ is already standing above the clouds, and it is extremely magnificent.

This is the nine heavens of the crape myrtle holy land, which is extremely famous and well known in the world. Ling Dao once wanted to kill the Nine Heavens, but unfortunately, due to lack of strength, he was finally suppressed under the Divine Sword Mountain. In the sacred place of Ziwei, the strong are like clouds, even with the strength of Ling Dao's previous life, they are completely inadequate.

At this moment, in a palace on the ninth floor, there was a woman who suddenly opened her eyes. If Ling Dao is here, she can definitely be recognized, she is the saint of the crape myrtle holy land. Even after so many years, her appearance has not changed at all.

Different from Ling Dao's illusion, at this time, the lady of crape myrtle did not have the slightest greenness on her face, and some were just endless charming. There is no longer the intoxicating smile on her face, but her charm has not been reduced, but has increased a lot.

"How can I enter a dream? How many years ago was that, and who is Dao Qitian?"

Ling Dao has experienced everything that happened in the illusion. The difference is that Ling Dao is an illusion, and the crape myrtle is a dream. After so many years, the realm of the sage lady of crape myrtle has been unimaginable. In her realm, she didn't need to sleep long ago, she was just cultivating, and she didn't know why she entered the dream state.

"You are so brave, you dare to be a saint! If there is a way to go, you must have died under my sword!"

Thinking that Ling Dao used her right index finger to hook her chin earlier, there was a raging anger in her eyes. Fortunately, it's just a dream. If it's a reality, even if it goes to Qiongbi and falls to Huangquan, she will kill that **** Dao Qitian!

"No, how do I feel, as if I have seen that Dao Qitian?"

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