Immortal nobles

Chapter 214

"Immortal Ancestor Ling Family?" The solemn look in Master Huikong's eyes became even more serious, and the brilliance of the Buddhist staff in his hand rippled, covering the empty mid-air.

Descendants of Taoist ancestors!These few words are enough to explain everything. No matter where he is, the Dao ancestor is the absolute powerhouse. No one dares to underestimate the descendants of the Dao ancestor. The inheritance of the Dao ancestor is enough to make anyone go all out!
"It is rumored that this Ling Fansheng is also one of the most talented geniuses in the Xianzu Ling family. Even among the young generation of the Xianzu Ling family who are as strong as clouds, he can still rank in the forefront. However, the young generation of the Xianzu family doesn't often go out. , so it can be said to be extremely mysterious." A well-informed person next to him added.

"Hey, I hope I can defeat the other party, otherwise I will be slapped in the face of Dongtu Shenzhou again." The cultivator next to him sighed.

"It's definitely not a problem. They are from the Xianzu family, and there will be absolutely no problems."

"Brother He Laoling, monk, if you want to fight with brother Ling, ask me first." Another voice sounded from the side, the temperature suddenly heated up, the flames appeared in the void, and the fiery red light surged .

What catches the eye is a burning man wrapped in flames, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the purple-red Dao armor on his body is even more shining with Dao power. Avenues add up!

"Meng Wushuang! He has also left the customs!" There were more than one exclamation, and it was obvious that the man in front of him was quite famous.

"The head of the Raging Fire Heavenly Palace, the last time I saw him, he had just broken through the realm of rebirth, and then returned to the sect for retreat. I haven't heard from him for a long time."

"No, there is something wrong with his breath! This is the breath of the spirit fire vein!"

"It has long been heard that the Lord of Lie Huo Tiangong once killed the medieval powerhouse Yan Lingji in Nanyu Town. Presumably this is the spirit fire vein extracted from that Yan Lingji."

The Flame Spirit Clan, this is an ancient ethnic group with a very long lifespan. They are born with spiritual fire veins in their bodies, and they are extremely handy in controlling flames. They used to be brilliant in ancient times.

However, after the rise of the human race, thousands of races retreated. In the past, countless innate races were slaughtered by the human race. It was difficult to continue the glory of the past. Some fled, some died, and I don’t know how many of them cut off their inheritance.

The Flame Spirit Clan is quite extraordinary, and they still have a place to live in the Xuanling World, but compared to the ancient times, they are already a lot downcast, but compared to those races in the Xuanling World, they can be considered tyrannical of.

However, Yan Lingji, the contemporary patriarch of the Yanling Clan, died in the hands of the Lord of Raging Fire Heavenly Palace. That battle also shocked many powerful people.

The cause was that a direct disciple of Raging Fire Heavenly Palace accidentally killed the young patriarch of the Yanling clan, and the Yanling clan refused to let it go.

Generally speaking, the Xuanling Great World also has a vague rule that, generally speaking, such important descendants will not kill each other.

And the disciple of Lie Huo Tiangong is obviously a little bit too much, the Yanling clan is not Li Kui, but things are easy to handle, just send the younger generation to kill him.

It's just that maybe the younger generation is out of touch, or they want to make use of the problem to revive the prestige of the Yanling clan. The patriarch of the Yanling clan didn't know what he was thinking, but he led the strong members of the clan to fight against Lie Huo Tiangong, threatening Lie Huo Tiangong to hand over the disciple .

This can be regarded as a complete tearing of the face, even if the Lie Huo Tiangong wants to calm things down, it is impossible for the ancient sects like this to take face seriously, if they really hand over the disciple, then don't even think about it, the contemporary palace master will definitely write In the dark history of the sect.

If there is no discussion, then there is only war. Who would have thought that the powerful clan in the ancient times would be so downcast, and the famous Yan Lingji would have no power to fight back in front of the lord of the Raging Fire Palace.

It can't be said that Yanlingji is weak, it's really that the lord of Liehuotian Palace is too strong, the Dragon Gate Realm has already gone a long way, and Yanlingji, the patriarch of the majestic Yanling clan, was killed on the spot. Pulled out the spiritual fire vein in the body.

This is how a generation of powerhouses fell, and the chain reaction caused by this incident was that many of the sites of the ancient survivors were once again invaded by many human races, and many of them were already occupied by relying on the reputation of their ancestors and their outstanding strength. However, the territory of the ancient clan has shrunk significantly.

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Above the wilderness, a warm breeze blew, but at this time the gorgeous fairy chariot opened the curtains, feeling the spring breeze blowing on the face, watching the distant sky gradually soaked in a golden color, and the afterglow of the sunset at dusk is even more breathtaking. People have certain perceptions.

"It seems that the days are getting a bit dull." Li Luo raised a smile, half lying on the soft bed in the fairy chariot, beside Yuan Baixiao, who was dressed in white, was reading an ancient book with great interest.

"Plainly, it is not a blessing to practice without wind or rain. We, the children of the aristocratic family, have had top-level cultivation techniques and cultivation resources since childhood. As long as we have talent, we can cultivate whatever we want. What's wrong with that?
Could it be that the Young Immortal Lord is still envious of those casual cultivators who are busy all day long, fighting to the death for a little resource? "Yuan Baixiao said with a smile.

"Ahem, of course that's not the case. It's just that I'm used to this ordinary life, and I seem to have some ideas." Li Luo said rather helplessly, and there seemed to be some kind of throbbing before the words.

"Perhaps the Young Immortal Master will be satisfied." Yuan Baixiao said, frowning, having changed his hand to a communication disk at some point.

"Huh? What?" Li Luo was slightly stunned, and he pretended to be a little casual. Could something really happen?
"Congratulations in advance to the Young Immortal Lord's wishes come true." Yuan Baixiao said with a chuckle, but the smile on his face made Li Luo inexplicably unhappy.

"What happened?" Li Luo turned over, stretched his arms and asked lazily. While speaking, he picked up the spiritual fruit beside him, put it in his mouth and took a bite, feeling the sweetness and refreshingness Juice dripping from the tip of the tongue.

"Young Immortal Master, please take a look." Yuan Baixiao placed the communication disk in his hand beside Li Luo, and input power into it, and foggy characters appeared in the air.

"Huh? A disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven Buddha Land? Interesting." Li Luo was taken aback for a moment, obviously quite interested, but after hearing what the other party had done, he couldn't help feeling a little angry, "Turn Dao, go to the east to come to Xiancheng."

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The mighty purple flames burned half of the sky, and there was a faint tendency to liquefy in the void. With the burning sensation brought by the Taoist flames all over the sky, some people with low cultivation base even smelled the faint smell of meat from themselves.

"Monk, die!" The flames surged like magma, turned into flowing flames and charged towards Master Huikong who was covered with Buddha's light all over his body. The momentum was like a tide, faintly melting the void in between.

Master Huikong looked as usual, looking at the overwhelming high-temperature flames, but he was not as solemn to Ling Fansheng just now, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and a dazzling golden staff seemed to split the stream of flames.

The moment the endless flames met the Buddha's light, they seemed to be deflected by some kind of force, separated from the middle, and then the Buddhist staff was followed by thousands of phantom "卍" characters, and moved towards the flame-like Meng Meng. Wushuang went away.

Master Huikong followed him like a shadow, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into a golden arhat. As the Buddhist staff broke through the flames and moved forward, Meng Wushuang's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "The east wind is mighty!"

Suddenly, Meng Wushuang's sleeves were bulging, and a gust of wind was suddenly blown from the sleeves. The violent wind even forced Master Huikong to retreat some boundaries. Under this mighty gale, it is even more overwhelming, as if it wants to burn all the void in every direction!
The thick flame seemed to burn everything in it, but Master Huikong, who was surrounded by the Buddha's light, ignored it. Of course, the Buddha's light on his body colliding with the flames showed that he was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface!

However, Master Huikong was still moving forward, and Meng Wushuang was even more astonished. This monk was so strong, far beyond his expectations. Then he raised his hand again, and several flames flowed out, as if The curtain generally swung towards Master Huikong.

Boom!

What was surprising was that the flame that spewed out later was not of the same kind as the flame that Meng Wushuang had summoned earlier. When the two collided, there was a small explosion, followed by an invisible attack.

When the two flames collided around Master Huikong, he became dizzy and couldn't move, but the castration moved forward under the influence of inertia. It's a pity that the dizziness didn't last long. It was a burst of clarity.

boom!
The Buddhist staff swung heavily at Meng Wushuang's body, and Meng Wushuang's proud spirit fire veins wailed even more. The spirit fire on it had no resistance at all, and Meng Wushuang himself was shot dozens of times by this huge force. inside!

This?
No one expected that Meng Wushuang, who had a spiritual fire vein and was ready to win the championship of the younger generation, fell into the hands of Master Huikong like this. This monk has such fighting power. Who else can cure him next? ?

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense again, everyone breathed a lot faster, and suddenly found that Ling Fansheng on the other side was also filled with the charm of longevity.

Master Huikong looked up at Ling Fansheng, frowned and said, "Your Dao of Longevity has not yet reached its peak, even if you are in the Embryo state, it is not considered the top."

"It's useless to talk more, please." Ling Fansheng said with a smile, but it made the audience unconsciously feel good.

"Amitabha!" Hui Kong chanted the Buddha's name, paused the Buddha's staff slightly, and was about to say something more, suddenly his face became serious, and the Buddha's light around him suddenly rose, which was even more powerful than when he fought Meng Wushuang before. .

This is?

Then a phantom of a Buddha hundreds of feet in size appeared behind him, exuding an inexplicably majestic aura, majestic, as if the nine-day sun descended into the world.

"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you go into the city and have a talk?" Master Huikong turned to look at Cheng Cheng, and said loudly, the Buddha's light all over the sky flourished again for a while.

what?
Everyone was also startled, what kind of person is it that makes Master Huikong so solemn and take the initiative to invite the battle?You must know that even if Ling Fansheng showed up just now, he was never so solemn!

Not only is there a deep sense of doubt in everyone's heart...

(End of this chapter)