The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 1109 Jing Xiu He Qing!

Right way.

Now among the Three Realms and Six Paths, almost all the great Patriarchs and Dao Lineages have taken action, including Zixiao Palace, and Xie Jingwen, a registered disciple, has also appeared.

Only the Supreme Patriarch Taoism, the two true immortal pinnacles of Zhengxian Dao, have not yet come forward, let alone stand firm.

"Is the fairy really unwilling to make a move?" Ge Zhengxuan put his hands behind his back, his eyes were full of luster, ready to move, eager to try.

"Why did you make a move?" Daoxuan said: "You little fairy, you have almost stood still, what you want to do, the old Taoist can't stop you now... After all, you are also a power at the peak of the true fairy, No less than the old man's ability."

"Then which side does the fairy want to stand on?" Ge Zhengxuan asked.

"Which side do you think the old Taoist should stand on?" Daoxuan Xianweng said indifferently: "Stand with you, and carry out the orders of the Supreme Patriarch?"

"Actually..." Ge Zhengxuan laughed at himself, and said, "If it wasn't for the three-style magic sword, this disciple would not want to get involved in this matter."

"The patriarch was quiet and inactive in the past. The old Taoist is different from him, but it will inevitably be affected." Daoxuan Xianweng sighed: "Actually, the old Taoist wanted to stay behind closed doors and turn a blind eye, but this incident overturned the three realms and six realms. Who can avoid it, especially the Dao ancestor inheritance... Now that all Dao ancestor inheritances have taken action, only Zhengxian Dao stays out of the matter, after this matter, I am afraid that the situation will not be good."

"The way of heaven runs, just and selfless." Ge Zhengxuan said: "The patriarch in the past was quiet and inactive, but now he is incarnate in the way of heaven. He treats all things as dogs, and everything goes with the flow. When the patriarch of Qingyuan became Taoist, there was no such thing as the supreme patriarch of our sect. It is reasonable for you to stay behind closed doors now, but..."

"However, when the old Taoist built the Temple of Thunder, he left behind the Five Elements Armor, which contained the inheritance of Gu Cang, the chief soldier of the Ministry of Thunder, and created Su Ting today." Said Daoxuan Xianweng.

"Patriarch Qingyuan hadn't attained enlightenment back then, but you helped him break through the realm of the Eighth Heavenly Cave and Profound Tower." Ge Zhengxuan sighed: "You always deal with affairs, and you are feared by all parties, so you are more cautious than your disciples."

"Let's go." Daoxuan Xianweng looked complicated.

"The disciple takes orders."

Ge Zhengxuan looked towards the Northern Tianyu and took a step forward.

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In the western heaven.

Jingxiu River God appeared here.

Although she is a mere river god in the world, she is not limited by the position of a god.

Although the help of the god position to her is extremely rare.

But she herself is the true god conceived from Qinglian, the closest person.

Although he is a rising star, he has been taught by Qingyuan Patriarch, and his background is extremely extraordinary.

If the Qing Emperor of Yuanfeng Mountain can be regarded as the registered disciple of the current Taoist ancestor, then Jingxiu He Qing can be regarded as an official disciple.

"You want to protect him too?" said Dao Yuan Xianzun.

"Didn't I just show my position when I saved Su Yuexiao?" He Qing said with a smile.

"This time in this world, is it your own business?" Qi Shence said.

"I am the God of Jingxiu River." He Qing pressed his left hand, and saw the water flowing like a Milky Way, and said leisurely: "The thoughts of Taoist ancestors are like heavenly secrets, even if they are real immortals, it is difficult to guess, how dare He Qing pretend to be the name of Taoist ancestors? Helping Su Ting this time is what Su Yue asked, and I agree, what do you think?"

"Very good."

Dao Yuan Xianzun's tone was serious.

In the current situation, Su Ting's side is still at a disadvantage.

Zhengyi's purple lotus phantom has suppressed all of Su Ting's monstrous devilish energy in it, trying to refine it.

Although He Qing is extraordinary, he can't beat Daoyuan Immortal Venerable.

It is not easy for Xie Jingwen to kill Lu Yang Xianzun.

Although Ge Guoer is extraordinary, she is not as good as the Huanhua Fairy with profound background.

As for the Wusheng Bodhisattva, if Qi Shence hadn't hesitated in his heart, he would have almost killed this Buddhist power by his sword.

No one can save Su Ting right now.

And where the North Territory is.

Qingfeng, the master of Hanging Valley, has also arrived.

Now that Jiuli is gone, the plan of the Emperor of Heaven has come to nothing.

As long as Su Ting dies, everything will cease.

The plan of the Emperor of Heaven for thousands of years was completely wiped out.

Even if there are backhands in the dark, I'm afraid they won't be able to turn over.

"Destroy Su Ting first!"

Daoyuan Xianzun looked at Zhengyi and shouted: "Don't slack off."

Zhengyi looked solemn, and said: "Within half a stick of incense, it is enough to destroy the magic lotus."

After all, Su Ting is at the peak level of a true immortal, and with the help of Hei Lian, he is by no means inferior to Daoyuan Immortal Venerable in terms of fighting skills.

Even if Zhengyi has been vaguely respected as the number one supernatural being in the Three Realms and Six Paths, and can securely win, it is by no means easy to kill such a peak-level true immortal.

What's more, the magic lotus is the most difficult to deal with, and it can only be destroyed with the help of the purple lotus.

It is even more difficult to kill Su Ting than to kill Dao Yuan Xianzun.

"Half stick of incense!"

Daoyuan Xianzun said in a deep voice: "Lu Yang, you can delay for half a stick of incense."

Right now, Fairy Huanhua and Qi Shence have gained the upper hand.

Only Lu Yang was seriously injured. Although his cultivation was extremely high, his ability was limited by the injury, and his swordsmanship was restrained by Xie Jingwen, so he fell at a disadvantage.

But it is more than enough to support half a stick of incense.

Within half a stick of incense, as long as nothing happens, Su Ting will surely die.

What's more, Qingfeng, the master of Hanging Valley, has already arrived.

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"It's so lively."

Qingfeng came with a sword, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were cold.

He is a Taoist boy of Zixiao Great Immortal Sect, in fact he is like a disciple, and he can be regarded as the same generation as the current Patriarch Qingyuan.

In terms of age and qualifications, he is not as good as Dao Yuan Xianzun, or even Zheng Yi.

But in terms of seniority, he is also equivalent to Dao Yuan Xianzun's generation.

His gaze, beyond many real immortals, landed on the figure in the illusory purple lotus in front of him.

The figure surged with demonic energy, like a flame, appearing extremely vicious.

Now Zhengyi, who is respected as the most powerful person, sits on it, sits in Zilian, and refines Su Ting.

Looking at this posture, Su Ting will be refined soon.

But there are also many gods and gods who help Su Ting.

Qingfeng didn't make a move, but swept to all sides, defending here.

He can stop a true immortal and avoid accidents.

Sure enough, after ten breaths, a ray of light penetrated the purple lotus.

However, I saw Qingfeng slashing past with a sword.

"Chen Qing."

Qingfeng said coldly: "If you want to intervene in this matter, you have to fight me first."

A person manifested under the sword, stepped back half a step, and turned into a man, dressed in a blue imperial robe and a high crown, with cold eyes, sighed and said: "Master, why bother?"

Qingfeng pointed at Chen Qing and said calmly: "Today, Su Ting will perish and the Three Realms will return to stability. No one can stop him, otherwise, he will fall here."

Emperor Qing said: "Su Ting is my grand elder of Yuanfeng Mountain. How can I sit idly by and ignore the creation of Yuanfeng Mountain by myself?"

Qingfeng didn't say much, and pressed it with his left hand.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and swept across thousands of miles.

All walks of life in the ten directions are invisible.

There is no scenery in all directions!
(End of this chapter)