Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 219 The Fairy Club is over, the lone star of the devil!
Langya Sword Palace, the lord of the palace, Dao Wuchen, is here!

Lin Yang stepped forward to see with a great gift, Sifang Mountains, many real people all worshiped, and all the disciples of their respective sects knelt on the ground, and no one dared to look up.

It is really that Dao Wuchen's aura is too terrifying, they have a sense of surrender from the soul, as if facing the eternal blue sky, the king without God, their knees can't stop bowing down.

In the arena, only Lin Xiaoyuan, Wu Yue, and Situ Ling bowed slightly and saluted dignifiedly, but they did not bow down.

Duanchou stood in the void, looking at it indifferently, he was even more arrogant than his disciples, and he didn't even have the intention of saluting.

But if you think about it, he has slaughtered his son, and his deep hatred is greater than the sky. Even if he salutes now, it will not help the matter, it will only make people more contemptible. Not to be looked down upon.

What's more, in essence, the two of them are the masters of the same family. Although the size of the company is involved, in any case, his and Dao Wuchen's status should be the same, but they cannot be weakened. A dwarf.

Putting away the Tiangang Leiyin Sword, his eyes flicked over Situ Ling and the three of them. Dao Wuchen didn't take a look at Duanchou, and fell directly in front of the pile of ashes, stretching out his hand bluffing.

From the ashes, ten crystal-clear white awns floated up, condensed in his palm, and finally turned into the appearance of Dao Lingxu. He sat cross-legged, only the size of a thumb, with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.

"You have let me down too much!"

Dao Wuchen said: "The Zongmen has trained you like this, and you still lose again and again. Emperor Langya Sword was completely humiliated by you. In the future, you will enter the Sword Prison. If you can't break through the Nine Heavens of the Sword Prison, don't come out.

"Sword Prison Nine Heavens!"

Lin Yang whispered, his complexion changed drastically, others may not know it, but he is a member of the Holy Land disciple, but he knows it clearly.

The Sword Prison is a small place in the Langya Sword Palace. It is divided into nine heavens, and it is dedicated to condensing the emperor's sword.

It is rumored that there are eighteen heavens in total, and the celestial beings of all generations, even the supreme reincarnation-level figures, only a few have broken through the nine heavens, almost no one in a hundred, and it is unknown how many people die.

With Dao Lingxu who has just stepped into the Returning Source Realm, entering it is undoubtedly a dead end.

He is the only son of Dao Wuchen's blood relatives!

"Thank you, Palace Master!"

In the palm of his hand, Dao Lingxu's voice sounded, calling him the master of the palace and performing the gift of disciple, many people were shocked, and they heard a sense of death from it.

Dao Wuchen nodded, he didn't look at the crowd, the power of space surged in front of him, the void barrier was broken, and a space passage was opened again, he stepped into it and walked into the depths of the void.

The passage was closed, and the terrifying aura gradually dissipated, but there was still a trace of it coming through the closed hole world, which was extremely frightening.

From the beginning to the end, Dao Wuchen never took a look at Duanchou, his indifferent attitude was like a speck of dust, not even an ant!

"Fate, fate, immortality is long, there are secrets in heaven, don't force it, Lin Yang is disturbing, and I will come to the door to apologize another day."

Staring at Wu Zhang for a moment, Lin Yang shook his head, bowed his hands to the real Jingyue who came from stepping on the lotus, and then drifted away, walking lightly, without any reluctance.

This time, Yuxu Temple and Langya Sword Palace made a big fuss in the Immortal Ascension Conference, which was very high-profile, and everyone knew about it, but they didn't expect it to end in such an anticlimactic way.

Lin Yang and Dao Lingxu were rejected one after another, and the latter almost died at the hands of Duanchou. If it weren't for the critical moment, Dao Wuchen, the master of Langya Sword Palace, came in person and kept his true spirit immortal. Ling Xu is really going to disappear into this world.

As soon as Lin Yang left, Bibo Island fell into silence. Many real people had different thoughts and did not stay any longer, but after a few words of politeness, they all took their newly recruited disciples and set off on their way home together.

When it was sunset, only Duanchou had not left on the island, looking at Master Jingyue and Lu Xiangsheng with embarrassment, not knowing what to say, he seemed ashamed.

At this time, Master Jingyue and Lu Xiangsheng both looked a little ugly. It was unexpected that the Immortal Ascension Conference ended in this way, and both of them wanted to die.

There are no green hills or green lakes on Bibo Island, and the mess is shocking, just like the scene after a catastrophe. Most of the island was destroyed, and even the city was affected.

And the culprit of all this is Duanchou.

Even the injuries on the two of them were related to Duanchou.

Sometimes, Master Jingyue couldn't help wondering whether they were all wrong. Situ Ling was not a destined person, a body of disaster. In fact, the real body of disaster was Duanchou?
Now that I think about it carefully, during the Immortal Ascension Conference, one pile after another seemed to be related to Duanchou, and disasters continued, he was simply a lone star.

Of course, Master Jingyue also knew that Duanchou couldn't be blamed for this matter, after all, it was justifiable, and if they wanted to blame, they could only be blamed for being too unlucky to issue a fairy order to Xuantianzong.

Sorry for the first time!
Now, Bibo Island is considered ruined, at least, it will be difficult to restore it to its original state within 20 years.

"The fairy meeting is over, all fellow daoists have left, and fellow daoists are still here, why?"

Standing in an attic in Fangshi, the real Jingyue looked out of the window, and asked lightly, although she would not be able to vent her anger because of this, but if she said that she didn't have any grudges in her heart, that would be a lie.

At this time, the stars outside the window were all closed, and the waning moon was like a hook. At some point, it was already drizzle.

On the long streets and short alleys below the pavilion, there are people flying like monks and soldiers. Under the leadership of Qi Zuuoguo, Cangwu and others, they are constantly moving huge stones out and using spells to repair the forest buildings.

Everything is in order, and the stars are busy day and night.

The streets are filled with light melancholy like smoke and mist.

Hearing this, Duanchou smiled coyly, coughed dryly, and said in embarrassment: "Ahem, it's like this. Before returning to the sect, I want to go shopping in the nearby market and buy some things. I can buy it in the square market of Bibo Island by the way, I never thought about it, now."

Behind them, the three of Lin Xiaoyuan pursed their lips and remained silent. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare. It was so hard to hold back.

The rain, drifting tirelessly, bit by bit, has become the only elf between heaven and earth, nourishing the tired hearts of everyone.

The rain comes with the wind, washing everything like yarn and curtains.However, the rain also has its own personality, sometimes soft and dreamy, sometimes violent and raging.

The real person Jingyue leaned on the high-rise building, looked at the distant mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, watched the surging tide of the sea, the rain was flying, and quietly jumped over the curtains, a little bit of comfort, a little warmth, and the boring thoughts also fell into silence and returned to peace.

"I don't know what brother wants to buy?" Lu Xiangsheng asked carefully with a hearty smile.

(End of this chapter)