After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

Lin Xiaoyang also thought of another possibility, that is, she has resisted the Suzaku Divine Bird long enough to pass the test.

Lin Xiaoyang sensed the change in his body, and his eyes sank.

The possession of the dragon of national fortune has obvious sequelae. The body is obviously weak and severely overdrawn. Every inch of flesh and blood is full of powerlessness, but it is not strong. It is possible to fight again and summon the dragon of national fortune, but it will be very difficult in the short term. Difficult to reattach.

"It should be possible to fight again, as long as I don't encounter the Suzaku bird again."

Lin Xiaoyang took out a purple elixir and swallowed it. After refining it for a while, he summoned the Dragon of Fortune and turned into a lightning bolt and flew towards the top of Mount Shu.

She has passed three levels in a row, and if she can't reach the top, she will not be reconciled.

Maybe Xuanyuanjian was waiting for her at the top of the mountain.

Lin Xiaoyang went all the way, and in a moment, he came to the top of Mount Shu.

At this time, at the top of Shushan Mountain, four waves of people and horses had already arrived, and Lin Xiaoyang recognized the strong people from the human race in Tianshu Pavilion, the strong people from the demon race in Wansui Mountain, and the strong people from the Shenhuo Dynasty.

There are twelve strong people in the Tianshu Pavilion.

There are twenty strong monsters in Wansui Mountain.

The Shenhuo Dynasty also had ten strong men. Although there were not many, no one dared to underestimate them.

These powerhouses are all Nascent Soul powerhouses. Although their cultivation base is suppressed at the half-step Nascent Soul level, Lin Xiaoyang is deeply. Once these people work hard, they have the ability to self-destruct the Nascent Soul. The powerhouse with Nascent Soul-level combat power must drink hatred.

Of course, for this last resort and style of play, they came from the powerful forces of the Earth Immortal Realm, and their trump cards were endless, and they had trump cards that were enough to kill Nascent Soul powerhouses, which should not be underestimated.

There are only two people in the fourth strong group, a pair of middle-aged men and women in blue clothes. The middle-aged man wears a scholar's gown, elegant and stable, and the middle-aged beautiful woman wears a long blue dress, beautiful and elegant, and there is nothing special about it. The sign, the two seem to be a couple, a loose cultivator who came together.

Lin Xiaoyang couldn't see through the two's cultivation, but she found that whether it was Wansui Mountain, Tianshu Pavilion, or people from the Shenhuo Dynasty, they seemed to know the middle-aged couple and kept it a secret.

"These two don't seem to be easy to mess with."

Lin Xiaoyang secretly thought in his heart, but his eyes quickly fell to the area in the center of the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is a vast bluestone platform that spans dozens of miles.

In the central area, there is a five-color altar.

Phoenix Mountain also got a five-color altar on Mount Tai. Obviously, the ancient altar was built by the emperor after the ancient times.

The five-color altar in front of it is obviously dozens of times larger, simple and majestic, flowing with the breath of the years, and even engraved with the ancient bells and dings of the human race, and there is a golden mist surrounding it.

Xia Qinglan has seen Ji Miaoyi, so she also recognizes this golden mist, which is the human spirit.

The atmosphere of the emperor around the five-color altar, three or five miles in length and width, is thick and surging, majestic and unpredictable, making people afraid to approach.

The strong man on the top of the mountain, all eyes fell on the five-color altar, trying to see through the situation inside the altar, but the humane royal aura floating in the air blocked everyone's eyes.

Everyone could only vaguely see a golden sword shadow floating above the altar.

That looming shadow of the sword was no different from the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, and it was also the one that attracted the attention of all the powerhouses on the top of the mountain.

"Could that be Xuanyuan Sword?"

There was a flash of heat in Lin Xiaoyang's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

There are many strong people here, and the masters are like clouds.

With a single shot, there is really no hope.

If Phoenix Mountain hadn't disintegrated, she would give her a phone call, good sisters, and Qin Fan to come over together, there might still be a chance.

At this time, the temperature on the top of Mount Shu began to rise rapidly, and the sky also turned red.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and saw that the Suzaku divine fire was spreading in the sky, quickly turning into a lake of hundreds of feet, but the terrifying Suzaku divine fire was still spreading and was turning into a sea of ​​fire that devoured the sky.

"The Suzaku bird is coming."

"If I don't do it again, I'm afraid the flames will swallow me up."

"Time is running out, make a decision quickly!"

"I'm afraid that altar is deceitful, so don't be tempted easily."

Many powerhouses on the top of the mountain exclaimed one after another, and their eyes were extraordinarily vigilant.

The powerhouses from all sides were eager to move, but they did not dare to move close to the altar.

Neither of them thought that Xuanyuan Sword could be obtained so easily.

"Little girl, I heard that you won't die in a fierce battle with the Suzaku bird just now. Your strength should be good. Help this lady to climb up that altar and see if Xuanyuan Sword is inside the altar."

Suddenly, the mysterious blue-clothed middle-aged woman fell in love with Lin Xiaoyang and said coldly.

Lin Xiaoyang's eyes were cold: "Love can't help."

The middle-aged beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and threatened: "Do you think Mrs. Ben is bargaining with you? If you don't go, Mrs. Ben will abolish your cultivation base now!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of demon powerhouses in Wansui Mountain also looked at Lin Xiaoyang coldly: "Little girl, if Madam Qing asked you to go, you should go quickly, otherwise Madam Qing will definitely kill you, and no one will save you. Not you."

An old Hefa old man from the Shenhuo Dynasty also came forward: "The old man also supports letting this little girl go to test."

"Little girl, don't be afraid, if there is danger, the old man will protect you."

Elder Yan of Tianshu Pavilion frowned slightly, this group of people seemed to be deliberately bullying Lin Xiaoyang, who was lonely and lonely.

Although he was unhappy, but his strength was not enough, he could only open one eye and close one eye.

Lin Xiaoyang laughed angrily: "Do you want me to die?"

The beautiful woman known as Mrs. Qing said with a blank face: "If you go, you may die. But if you don't go, you will definitely be attacked by a group, and the corpse will be on the spot."

"You choose."

After speaking, Mrs. Qing flashed and stopped behind Lin Xiaoyang to prevent the latter from slipping away.

Wansui Mountain, the powerhouses of the Shenhuo Dynasty, one left and one right, approached Lin Xiaoyang one after another, with cold eyes and aggressive aura.

Lin Xiaoyang's face was frosty.

She is the master of the dignified Martial God Temple, the acting commander-in-chief of the Northern Legion, the upstart of the Council of Elders, the controller of the National Fortune Dragon, and the arrogant daughter of Phoenix Mountain. She walks the world, no matter where she goes, no one dares not to respect her, and she must be courteous.

Now, this is the first time she has encountered the disgusting thing that is used as a stone to ask for directions.

If you don't agree, you may really die here today.

"Okay, I'll go."

Lin Xiaoyang forcibly endured the grievances and grievances, holding the dragon vein in his hand, and walked straight forward, the dragon of national fortune wrapped around his body.

For the sake of safety, Lin Xiaoyang showed another trump card, that is, the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow.

This sword was originally given to the witch goddess Youlan by Qin Fan, but after the Youlan was taken away by Mengqi, this ancient divine sword

stay with her.

Behind them, all the powerhouses have sacrificed all kinds of natal instruments, waiting for them.

"If I really got the Xuanyuan Sword, what should I do?"

Lin Xiaoyang is not

Duan asked herself, Xuanyuanjian's temptation, she could not resist.

The speed under Lin Xiaoyang's feet was very slow.

But she finally came to the range covered by the humane imperial aura.

The moment she stretched out her hand to touch the human spirit, the hearts of all the powerhouses behind them were suspended in mid-air, for fear that Lin Xiaoyang would touch the taboo and trigger a chain reaction.

But nothing happened the moment Lin Xiaoyang touched the human spirit.

Lin Xiaoyang was also surprised, and then she walked into the area covered by the humanistic emperor. She still did not encounter any trouble. After a few dodges, she came to the five-color altar.

Finally, Lin Xiaoyang saw it clearly.

In the five-color altar, a dark yellow brass ancient sword is suspended in the air, spinning slowly, its appearance is ordinary, but it exudes an immortal aura, majestic and unpredictable, can not be looked directly, Xuanyuan sword is surging, crushing her. The Dragon of National Fortune was twisted and almost collapsed.

On the other hand, the Human Dao Sovereign Qi isolated Xuanyuan Sword Intent, so that such a terrifying Xuanyuan Sword Intent could not be sensed outside.

At this time, the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow in his hand was also an ancient divine weapon. At this moment, it was not under the control of the master, and it trembled slightly. The Dragon Soul Artifact Spirit of the Great Summer Sparrow actually worshipped the ancient brass sword in the altar from the air.

"The Great Summer Dragon Sparrow actually surrendered to this ancient brass sword. Could it be that it is really the Xuanyuan Sword that was number one on the ancient gods list?"

When Lin Xiaoyang saw this, the proud part of his chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were extremely hot.

She has seen countless ancient gods, and Phoenix Mountain also has many ancient gods with amazing power, but in front of this brass ancient sword, they are all overshadowed.

There was no doubt that the ancient brass sword in front of him was the Xuanyuan Sword.

"It is said that the person who gets the Xuanyuan sword can command the world."

"Qin Fan is also obsessed with Xuanyuanjian."

"Right now, Xuanyuan Sword is at your fingertips. If I, Lin Xiaoyang, don't take it, I will be destroyed!"

The sanity in Lin Xiaoyang's eyes was disappearing, replaced by scorching heat and madness, unable to satisfy his desires, he walked directly to the five-color altar, only Xuanyuan Sword remained in his eyes.

Even, there was a golden ancient book with no words next to Xuanyuanjian, which was ups and downs, and she ignored it.

Because she knew that as long as she took Xuanyuanjian away, Fenghuangshan's troubles and Qin Fan's troubles would be solved, and Fenghuangshan would be greatly enhanced by the existence of Xuanyuanjian, and no one dared to commit it.

Phoenix Mountain has disintegrated, and she desperately hopes that she can bring Xuanyuanjian back. She must turn the tide and make extraordinary contributions for Phoenix Mountain, so that her status in Phoenix Mountain surpasses that of all her sisters.

There are only ten steps on the five-color altar, and every time the steps are high, Xuanyuan’s sword intent is twice as terrifying. Although Lin Xiaoyang is guarded by the National Luck Dragon, when she came to the seventh step, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was difficult to walk.

"The Dragon of National Fortune is possessed!"

Lin Xiaoyang let out a low voice, with only Xuanyuan Sword in his eyes, regardless of his physical weakness, he forcibly merged with the Dragon of National Fortune.

The next moment, Lin Xiaoyang's strength increased greatly, and he jumped two steps in a row to the ninth step of the Five-color Altar.

At this time, her nosebleed has been dripping uncontrollably. The blood is black, and it is the blood of internal organs.

Forcibly fitting together and resisting Xuanyuan Sword Intent had brought her heavy damage, but she turned a blind eye, only Xuanyuan Sword could be seen in her eyes, and immediately took the last step and completely climbed to the top of the Five-Colored Altar.

puff!

The moment he just reached the top, Lin Xiaoyang gushed blood, his tall, slender, yet plump figure trembled suddenly, and he almost fell to his knees.

But she stabilized her figure, her eyes were bloodshot, and she forcibly stretched out one hand and grabbed Xuanyuanjian directly.