Primordial Crazy Thunder

Chapter 207 Which one of you will die first?
Shuiyun Dongtian.

There are still three days left before the opening of the Liuyun Mountain Sword Immortal Palace.

Ling Shan changed into a robe.

It was the clothes of the handyman disciple that the bearded deacon gave him when he first entered Taishi Xianzong, which looked a bit old-fashioned.

When alone, it's nothing, but whenever you meet someone, you can see how poor Ling Shan is dressed.Fortunately, Ling Shan has a temperament, and he insists on wearing this handyman's robe to look like a hermit.

"Second senior brother, is this thing as powerful as you said?"

Holding a black egg with a big head in his hand, Ling Shan asked.

On the black egg, there are traces of golden lines, and streamers will flow from time to time, which is really beautiful.

The pig lying on Ling Shan's left shoulder let out a snort, shrugged his eyelids and said, "That's not true, after all, it's the offspring of that stinky bird, so it won't be too useless."

This thing was previously taken by Ling Shan from the second prince of the Dali Dynasty, Xie Liao, and sealed in the black ring.

At that time, the second senior brother said something to Ling Shan, and Ling Shan took this thing over.

In return, Ling Shan specially saved Xie Liao's life.

The two can be regarded as settled grievances.

Ling Shan practiced in seclusion for half a month, and when he woke up, he saw that black ring transformed into a black egg.

That is the one in Ling Shan's hand.

At that time, there was a violent spiritual cloud tide, which forced Ling Shan to stop his cultivation, and even Zhu Ganglian woke up from his sleep.

It's not that Ling Shan has never encountered that kind of situation. The most recent time was when he met Zhu Ganglian for the first time in the proving ground.

However, this time is different. After the black egg absorbs the huge aura of heaven and earth, it becomes flat without any change.

Ling Shan stared at it for a long time, but he didn't see why.

But Zhu Gangli only said one sentence at that time: "Raise it for a while before eating..."

Ling Shan couldn't help but roll his eyes, feeling is for food.

However, after more than ten days, the black egg still remained unchanged, and Zhu Gangli didn't mention eating again.

Since the Sword Immortal Hall of Liuyun Mountain will be opened in three days, Ling Shan did not continue to practice, and planned to go out for a walk to see how the current situation is.

After walking for a long time, there was no one in sight.

Ling Shan, who was a little bored, took out this black egg and began to study it.

Ling Shan sat on the branch of an old tree, looking carefully at the golden lines on the black egg.

"Second Senior Brother, what is the origin of that stinky bird you mentioned?"

"Golden Winged Roc?"

"Or Suzaku? Phoenix?"

Ling Shan asked Zhu Ganglian.

It can be remembered by Zhu Gangli, and it is estimated that the background is not small, Ling Shan thinks so.

Zhu Ganglian didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and said directly: "You don't have an appetite, you still want to eat the golden-winged roc."

Before Ling Shan answered, Zhu Gangli said another sentence, which left Ling Shan speechless.

"That thing must only be eaten by my old pig..."

Ling Shan has also figured out the virtues of Zhu Ganglian, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and began to study on his own.

call out!
Just when Ling Shan was about to use the 'Xuanhuang Qi' to probe the inside of Heidan, a flying sword shot straight from ten miles away!

Its momentum was like a broken bamboo, and all the trees blocking the way were split in half by a sword.

Ten miles away, it reaches Lingshan directly.

All obstacles on the way, all smashed!

Feijian opens the way!
Keng!
Ling Shan didn't even look at it, he stretched out two fingers with his right hand, and clamped the flying sword firmly.

The tip of the flying sword was only half an inch away from Ling Shan's eyebrows.

If he reacted a little slower, he might be pierced through his head with a sword.

The visitor's sword control skills are extremely advanced, but it is not enough to deal with Ling Shan.

hum!
The flying sword caught by Ling Shan trembled and shook, as if trying to break free from Ling Shan's shackles.

With a slight push of Ling Shan's fingers, the flying sword immediately stopped moving, and even the brilliance of the sword disappeared, as if it had turned into an ordinary weapon.

At this time, on the wide avenue that Feijian drove out, there appeared a dozen figures, approaching Lingshan extremely fast.

In just a few breaths, those people had already arrived at the place where Ling Shan was.

"Xiao Shanzi, come on, my old pig will sleep for a while."

Zhu Ganglu didn't even bother to look at those people, yawned, and fell asleep on Ling Shan's shoulder.

"You are Ling Shan?"

More than a dozen people came, young disciples for many years, a few years older than Yan Feng, Changkong Haoran and others, each of them had strong vitality and extraordinary strength.

The leading man in Tsing Yi frowned and looked at Ling Shan with a little confusion in his eyes.

It was rumored that Ling Shan was covered in thunder and black flames soaring into the sky. Although there were exaggerations in it, compared with the boy in coarse linen in front of him, the gap was a bit big.

However, when he saw Ling Shan knead the flying sword into an iron ball, his eyes narrowed slightly.

You know, his flying sword is a mysterious middle-grade spiritual weapon, and it is so vulnerable in the hands of that young man!
Ling Shan didn't look at the person who spoke, but instead set his sights on a man in a well-dressed crowd in the crowd.

The second prince of the Dali Dynasty, Xie Liao.

It was the one who was saved by Ling Shan before.

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Shan guessed the reason.

Do you want to get back that ring...

Ling Shan looked at Xie Liao calmly.

"Young Master Lin, this person is Ling Shan, and the black egg in his hand is that thing..."

Xie Liao didn't seem to see Ling Shan's gaze, turned his head and whispered to the man in Tsing Yi who spoke before.

That look, needless to say, must be someone else's slave!
A prince is so unbearable.

Ling Shan's pair of pitch-black eyes were so deep that it was impossible to see what was in his heart.

The man in Tsing Yi, whom Xie Liao called Young Master Lin, looked at the black egg in Ling Shan's hand, and an imperceptible greed flashed deep in his eyes.

I saw him put two fingers together, pointing at Ling Shan, and shouted angrily: "Boldly, Ling Shan, to ask for ill-gotten gains in the name of saving people, this is a crime of the devil, he should be punished!"

Judging by his appearance, he seems to be a gentleman.

Ling Shan jumped down from the tree and landed on the ground.

Immediately, as if facing a formidable enemy, more than a dozen people subconsciously called out their natal spiritual weapons, tightly held their hands, and stared at Ling Shan.

When they saw that Ling Shan hadn't moved, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't blame them, after all, Lingshan's reputation has already spread in this Shuiyun Cave.

Defeat Yan Feng of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and instantly kill Lou Yan of the Chiyan God's Mansion.

With this record, I just want to ask, who else is there!
Similarly, Xie Liao also looked vigilant.

That day, Ling Shan killed Lou Yan instantly, he witnessed it with his own eyes.

It's just that the thing in the ring is the greatest opportunity in his life, how could he give it up so willingly?
Xie Liao thought about it, and then he took the initiative to become Lin Jiao's dog leg of the Qingyun Immortal Sect disciple of the eight major forces in Yunzhou.

In order to let him take back the ring.

It now appears that the ring has been unsealed.

"Which one of you will die first?"

Ling Shan licked his dry lips, and said calmly.

(End of this chapter)