The days of accompany the senior sister to cultivate immortals

Chapter 962 Can let you feel it (please subscribe!)

Lin Ruoyu and others also followed closely, and the secrets of the body were discovered, which made the ice silkworm feel very uncomfortable, and he no longer had the calm mind at the beginning.

Especially the eyes of the ancestor of Shenhuang and the little white tiger were typical of wanting to kill people, which made his body tremble.

Not long after, the remaining half of the tail actually bounced up again, connecting with his body again, as if it hadn't been cut off.

Xu Lingyun pondered: "The recovery ability of the body is also very strong, no less than that of ordinary ghosts. Even cutting off the tail and head is probably the same as eating."

"Do you believe what he just said?" Lin Ruoyu asked.

Liu Xiaoxiao snorted and said: "It's just half-truth, I'm afraid he's not an advance army, but he's just acting like a fool, trying to deceive us and keep him for now. It's not like you don't know the characteristics of the chaotic space. Departing from the same place at the same time, most of them will be separated, and they may not arrive at the same time."

Lin Feng agreed: "That's right, especially their realm is good, most of them are the best in the realm of immortality, so they dare not come together at all, but spread out, so as not to cause problems in the chaotic space."

The ice silkworm trembled all over, surprised that these guys, with such low strength, have already studied this aspect so thoroughly.

If it is not a noble status, how would you know that there is a great danger in the chaotic space.

Every time I send people across, ten people are sent, but four people can reach the other side safely, which is already a surprise among surprises. Naturally, they will not go at the same time, but spread the risk.

He was lucky, and now he didn't notice the aura of the masters who came with him, and those people probably haven't come yet.

If it wasn't for Chi Yangtian's overall strength being too weak, he would not have found an expert with more than four marks after careful observation, so he wouldn't be so bold.

From this point of view, I am still too big, this is after all the location of the Dasheng orthodoxy.

Lin Ruoyu looked at him and said with a smile: "You guys act recklessly, are you really not worried about the Great Sage's attack?"

"It is the Great Sage who is worried about God's action. There has been news that God remembers this, and maybe he will send masters to this area to take a chance. How could the Great Sage seek his own death." Ice Silkworm said angrily.

Lin Feng looked at him thoughtfully, it's no wonder that You Mingtian even started to let go of such masters, the power accumulated by the ancient day is beyond what he and others can imagine.

It seems that it is mainly because of the remnants of evil.

"Even if there is no Great Sage, our strength is terrifying. Haven't you heard the news from the Wansheng Gate?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

Bingcan snorted coldly: "What news is there in the Wansheng Gate? But speaking of it, we really don't know what happened there. It is said that the Great Sage didn't get any harvest, and all the people on the other side were wiped out. The realm of the Nine Heavens Immortal , it can be regarded as a serious injury."

Lin Feng smiled.

After a long time, the news couldn't get out.

After all, the only ones who survived were probably Cangmangtian and those who belonged to the Dasheng orthodoxy. Cangmangtian was not on the right track with the ghost clan, so naturally it was impossible to communicate this matter.

The Dasheng Taoism is even more detached from the outside world, and it is not possible to communicate with the people of the Nether Sky.

This kind of information is asymmetrical instead. From this point of view, Lin Feng felt that the outstanding performance of himself and others in Wanshengmen might not have a chance to shock Jiutian.

"However, it's good, at least it won't force the saint to roll up his sleeves." Lin Feng was quite open about this.

Getting the news is very simple.

In fact, it is not precious news. From the perspective of the other party, since it is the Dasheng orthodoxy, they probably already know part of it, so they are more relaxed.

Another one is that he is now in the hands of Lin Feng and others, and he can only cooperate.

The Immortal Immortal master of Youmingtian, with a long lifespan, is definitely not an ordinary fledgling kid who can't bear hardships and swallow sins. Living now is the best ending, and he believes that others will come later.

Lin Ruoyu arranged a formation to trap him in the mysterious gate.

Lin Feng called Xu Lingyun to study the current matter, and he said directly: "Can you study their transformed characteristics? It is best to find a way to find out where they are."

"It stinks, can't you smell it?" Xu Lingyun waved his nose.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and sniffed his nose. He didn't smell any bad smell at all, and looked at Xu Lingyun suspiciously.

Xu Lingyun said: "Even if the corpse smell fades away, there is still a stench. I am inherently sensitive to smells. If those people are also ghosts, as long as they have this smell, I can certainly detect it."

"That would be the best!" Lin Feng smiled slightly.

The little white tiger had already left with the ancestor of Shenhuang, and Liu Xiaoxiao led them away. It seemed that he was going to visit Yi Qianxue, and Lin Feng didn't need to intervene in specific matters.

Yi Qianxue sat firmly on Qianxue Peak, trying hard to train her little disciples, but at this moment she was also stunned by their intentions.

"Let me teach you!" Yi Qianxue was surprised.

Little White Tiger is fine, but the status of Shenhuang's senior is not ordinary, so how can she teach her?

The ancestor of the Divine Phoenix could understand what she was thinking, and couldn't help saying: "In the past, my realm was higher than yours, so I could call myself a senior. Now that your realm has surpassed it, how can I call myself a senior, so don't mention it again."

"It doesn't matter if you don't mention it!" Liu Xiaoxiao muttered to the side.

He and the others respected Senior Shenhuang from the bottom of their hearts, saying that if they treated her as a peer, the pressure would be too great.

Yi Qianxue got up thinking, and kicked out a branch near her feet. The little white tiger's body shook, as if being pulled, it landed on all fours, rushed over, and brought the branch back.

Yi Qianxue nodded in satisfaction, seeing that Liu Xiaoxiao and the ancestor of Shenhuang had incomparably bigger heads.

That is a white tiger, not a white dog!
Yi Qianxue accepted it quite quickly. She glanced at the old ancestor Huang and said, "Since senior insists on this, this junior will have to give it a try. But to be honest, senior is not very good at teaching others."

The ancestor of Shenhuang looked at the little white tiger who was squatting on the ground, and swallowed, she definitely wouldn't bully him like this.

Then he said: "Just follow the routine you are familiar with!"

Liu Xiaoxiao laughed dryly twice, then shook his head immediately and said: "I still have something to do, big things about Taoism, so I won't bother you, just slip away... No, let's go first!"

The old ancestor and the little white tiger were surprised by her attitude, but they felt Yi Qianxue's expression froze in front of them.

Before, she was like a sword in a cold sheath. Although her temperament was cold and her strength was strong, her sharpness had been restrained, but now she seemed to be completely out of its sheath.

There was a crackling sound in the wind, which was the sound of sword energy sweeping around, cutting off branches and leaves.

Ou Qianqian, the head disciple of Qimai, staggered in fright and almost fell to the ground.

This side of Yi Qianxue is usually only revealed to the enemy, and rarely to her own people. This is the first time she has seen Yi Qianxue's sharp edge at its peak.

Even though he was used to seeing her and got along with her for some days, he couldn't help feeling chills in his heart at this moment.

The little white tiger and senior Shenhuang backed up at the same time.

The feeling Yi Qianxue gave them was even stronger than that Zerg expert in You Ming Tian, ​​which made people feel astonished.

"Are you a few traces of immortality?" Shenhuang Patriarch asked, she only has one breath of immortality, it should be a trace of immortality.

Yi Qianxue couldn't breathe anymore, she tilted her head in confusion, she still didn't understand the meaning of the Immortal Immortal.

The ancestor of the Divine Phoenix asked from another angle: "How many breaths of longevity do you have in your body?"

"Three!" Yi Qianxue said at this point.

Santiao is just so terrifying, do the people of Nether Heaven know?

Facing Yi Qianxue directly gave her the feeling that it was equivalent to facing several four-scarred ice silkworms. This feeling was not an ordinary gap.

At least in the face of the ice silkworm, she is not strong enough, and she still has the courage to fight.

But in the face of Yi Qianxue, even her tempered mentality gave birth to a sense of timidity, and she even had the idea of ​​turning her head and running away.

The little white tiger was even more unbearable, his body was trembling, and it was conceivable what kind of pressure he was going through.

Yi Qianxue, the strongest with seven veins!
In the past, they were not in the same realm. They knew that Yi Qianxue was powerful, but they could only laugh at it. After all, the gap between the two sides was too great to be compared.

When they were in the same realm, they realized just how strong Yi Qianxue was!
Yi Qianxue, who used to only bring shadows to the younger generation, has now cast a shadow to their generation. The ancestor of Shenhuang squeezed his palms, feeling that the palms were already soaked.

Yi Qianxue said calmly: "I don't know how to make you stronger, but I can let you feel what strength is!"

As soon as she made a move, the situation changed, the world was unpredictable, and the entire Xuanji Sect was shrouded in a chilling aura.

The famous sword covers the sky, and the immortals split the sky!
After the Qingxuan sword came out, all the swords bowed their heads, and in the Xuanji Gate, the disciples' sabers let out a mournful cry, as if they were enveloped by the aura of the king in the sword, making them feel powerless.

This life cannot be surpassed, this life cannot be followed!
Yi Qianxue's sword is a lonely sword. Although the world is vast and the world is vast, when Yi Qianxue stands in front of you holding the sword, you will find that you can no longer see how high the sky is and how thick the ground is. .

The scene in front of me is that the world is sinking, and the sky and the earth are mourning.

The sword fell slowly, not a pure sword skill, but a kind of despair.

"I'm not willing!" the ancestor of Shenhuang roared, her eyes were almost bloody, her body was shaking constantly, she wanted to break through Yi Qianxue's blockade and attack her.

But I found that I couldn't move, and I didn't have enough energy to spare.

Not only could she not move, but her heart was hit to the extreme, as if someone stepped on the ground and stomped hard.

What is pride?
What is awareness?
She asked herself again and again, roared again and again, and in a violent sound, the power accumulated for too long, as if the shackles had been broken, started to run on its own.

From the dark world, a group of dazzling flames burned.

The gate of the sky opened, and a breath of immortality seemed to be inspired, rushed over, merged into the flames, and was completely refined by the flames.

(End of this chapter)