If the Holy Ancestor is a true immortal, he is a true enlightened person, a true invincible one.
Read With Ling Xian's current ability, let alone killing the Holy Ancestor, even if it was a single hair, he couldn't shake it.
This was still when the Holy Ancestor was sealed and he used all his might.
There is no way, the gap is too big, if the Holy Ancestor breaks the seal, he can't even make a move.
Therefore, Ling Xian walked neatly and without hesitation.
The same is true for the elderly.
The two walked side by side, and about half an hour later, a palace appeared before them.
I saw that the palace was neither atmospheric nor luxurious, giving people an extremely contradictory feeling, like the coexistence of good and evil, and the mildness revealed coldness.
This made Ling Xian's eyes narrow and look carefully.
After that, his complexion changed.
Just because this is another big array.
Although Ling Xian didn't know the name and ability of this array, he was sure of one thing, this array was inferior to the Thousand Miles Cemetery "Is it difficult, it's suppressing a Holy Ancestor again" Ling Xian's expression was solemn.
"Thinking too much, in my opinion, this is the core place of Danzu's tomb X."
The old man's eyes were fiery and he said, "Didn't you find that the danxiang is much richer?"
"Found it."
Ling Xian nodded slightly, the fragrance of the Dan here was extremely strong, as if it was right in front of him.
In other words, the elixir is in the temple.
"So what are you waiting for?"
The old man smiled and said, "The Danzu inheritance is also very likely to be in it." ” After saying that, he stepped out and entered the main hall.
The same is true for Ling Xian.
And the moment he stepped into the main hall, a teleportation array manifested, teleporting him to an infinite starry sky.
This is not a real starry sky, it is just an illusory scene built with force, and it is just a façade.
Therefore, Ling Xian did not panic.
However, when a person condensed from the starry sky, he was a little moved.
It was only because of this that the body was wearing armor and holding a war spear, and from these two points, it was no different from the heroic spirit he encountered in the thousand-mile cemetery.
"Is it a test?"
Ling Xian frowned slightly, and while thinking about it, the Heroic Spirit had already been killed.
That war spear pierced the galaxy, attracting the power of the stars, and killing Ling Xian.
Seeing this, Ling Xian was not in a hurry, and swiped his hands, causing the war spear to deviate by seven inches.
Then, with a finger, he smashed the Heroic Spirit in an instant.
Although this person has the same cultivation as him, he is only a member of the Five Great Extreme Realms, so naturally he can't block his blow.
And when Ling Xian shattered this person, another Heroic Spirit condensed out, more condensed and more powerful than before.
"Six Extremes" Ling Xian's expression froze, and he pointed like a sword, pointing out strongly. rumble The stars exploded, the heavens trembled, and the Heaven Interception God Finger was domineering and powerful, instantly obliterating this person.
In the next moment, another figure condensed, as if it was the Seven Extreme Realms.
"If I suppress this person, will there be eight extreme realms?"
Ling Xian frowned, but the situation at this moment was no longer for him to think about.
The heroic spirit was killed with one shot, tearing apart the eternal blue sky, and it was terrifying to the extreme.
Even Ling Xian had to be treated with caution.
At that moment, he pointed out and struck the spear. clang It was like a collision of supreme immortal gold, and the aftermath shattered the void and exploded the stars.
Ling Xian took seven steps back, his index finger dripping blood, trembling slightly.
The Heroic Spirit did not see blood, and the war spear did not change, but the body was a little illusory.
In the next moment, his war spear swept, and two phoenix birds flapped their wings and flew out, burning the galaxy with red flames for thousands of miles.
However, it was not enough to make Ling Xian change color.
He was calm and unhurried, plucking the Fulongqin with his ten fingers, extinguishing the fire and smashing the phoenix bird.
Then, he swept his sword across the sky, illuminating the heavens, revealing his edge. rumble The Heroic Spirit struck out with a spear, as fierce as a god of war, and shattered the Sword of Destruction.
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"He is worthy of being a member of the Invincible Legion, he is so brave after death, and he must be a tiger general before he dies."
Ling Xian was amazed, and the Fulong Qin song reappeared, which shocked the heroic spirit and retreated.
At the same time, the mountains and rivers fell, like a piece of blue sky crushing, even if the heroic spirit held a spear, the backbone was bent.
Seeing this, Ling Xian not only did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but instead dispersed the mountains and rivers.
Heroes can die, but they can't be humiliated It's his tribute, his respect Unfortunately, the Heroic Spirits are no longer sane and only act on instinct.
Therefore, he tore the sky with a gun, and went straight to the heart of the immortal's eyebrows.
"If you have sanity, you can definitely match me."
"It's a pity, you're dead, and even if you have an immortal fighting spirit, you're no match for me."
Ling Xian's expression was calm, his left hand intercepted the heavenly fingers, and his right hand was a chaotic fist, with an invincible demeanor, illuminating the galaxy.
Boom, boom, boom The divine finger is shocking, and the emperor's fist is regretful, and the two complement each other, so that the heroic spirit is powerless to parry, and slowly dissipates.
Seeing this, Ling Xian not only did not relax, but instead waited for the battle.
Just because, according to the law, the heroic spirits that will appear next should be the Eight Extreme Realms.
Such a strong man, even if he wears a golden armor, it is difficult to compete.
"This should be a test, otherwise, just dispatch the Eighth Realm Heroic Spirits directly, there is no need to come one by one."
"And any test will not go beyond the limits of the trialist, otherwise, it will lose its meaning."
"Therefore, there may not be a heroic spirit with the Eight Extreme Realms."
Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and he was ready for battle.
And as it turned out, he was right.
What he was waiting for was not the heroic spirit of the Eight Extreme Realms, but a sentence, a sentence with appreciation.
"You are good, not because of your great talents, but because you respect the character of heroes."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and his body suddenly tensed.
From the time he came in until now, he never noticed that someone suddenly came out with a sentence, which naturally moved him.
But in the next moment, he regained his composure and said, "Who is Your Excellency?"
"Lord of the land."
Gentle words rang out.
"You, you are Danzu" Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and his heart shook violently.
"You can call me that, too."
A gentle voice sounded: "It's rare to see a pleasing junior, let's come in and talk about it." ” As the words fell, the scene in front of Ling Xian's eyes changed suddenly, no longer an endless starry sky, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
As far as the eye can see, it is all red, like hell, which makes people shudder.
On the sea of corpses and blood, an old man in white is like the moon in the sky, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a fairy wind.
Although he is in purgatory, it is like an unquenchable sun, dispelling the cold and warming the earth.
His eyes are deep, looking through the ages, full of wisdom and vicissitudes.
"You, Danzu" Ling Xian hesitated, judging from his temperament, this person was indeed a true immortal, and that kind of transcendent rhyme could not be faked.
But he really couldn't believe that Danzu would be here.
"Isn't it like that?"
Danzu smiled mildly and said, "Could it be that in your eyes, I should be a demonic body, cold as frost?"
"In terms of temperament, you are indeed an immortal."
Ling Xian shook his head and said, "But in my eyes, you are no different from a demon. ” "Oh" Danzu was interested, and said with a light smile: "Is it because of the tomb of ten thousand deaths?"
"Not bad."
"What is the difference between sacrificing blood to all souls for one's own selfish desires and demons?"
Ling Xian's eyes were sharp, showing their edge like a fairy sword.
"Such a sharp gaze, for many years, no one dared to look at me like this."
Danzu sighed
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