Hearing what Ling Xian said, Meng Changhe realized that he had almost done something stupid.
Although Ling Xian's strength is extremely strong, it can be said that he has swept the same level, but he is not invincible in the world, if he is targeted, the result will be unpredictable.
At that moment, Meng Changhe hurriedly shut up and said no more.
"It's kind of interesting."
The gray-clothed old man glanced at Ling Xian deeply and said, "I don't remember when the Immortal Fu Sect had an additional Supreme Elder. ” "I joined not long ago."
Ling Xian said lightly, he couldn't say that he was the guest of the Immortal Fu Sect, because of the sorting battle, the guest qing was not allowed to make a move.
"Boy, are you sure you want to help the Immortal Fu Sect" The gray-clothed old man glanced at Ling Xian coldly and said, "To tell you the truth, the seven major sects are already discussing how to divide the territory resources of the Immortal Fu Sect, and if you help the Immortal Fu Sect, you are the enemy of the seven major sects." ” Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled faintly and didn't say anything.
If it was the Seven Great Imperial Families of the Demon Star, he might hesitate, but the Seven Great Sects of the Kunlun Star really didn't have this deterrent power.
"It seems that you are determined to be the enemy of the Seven Great Sects."
The gray-clothed old man's face became gloomy.
"Your threats don't scare me."
Ling Xian glanced at the gray-clothed old man lightly, since his cultivation, too many people have threatened him, but no one has been able to make him retreat.
"You have to think clearly, I have the means to keep you from seeing the sun tomorrow."
The old man in gray measured the road.
"Don't go too far" Meng Changhe was furious, worried that Ling Xian would be shaken by this.
"Ignore him."
Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand, "Don't worry, I am a person who keeps my promises, and I will do my best to promise you." ” "Thank you, sir."
Meng Changhe's eyes were grateful, and he was also full of admiration.
Not everyone can ignore the threat of the gray-clothed old man, after all, this person is a late-stage cultivator of the Holy Realm, and he is only one step away from the Supreme.
Moreover, this person also moved out of the Seven Great Sects.
In this case, Ling Xian was able to be indifferent, which showed his character.
"It's almost time, let's go inside."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, looking at the Amazing Saint Palace like a giant beast creeping in the distance, his eyes were calm, and the ancient well was unwavering.
If the strongest of the seven major sects is really as Meng Changhe said, then he will never be at the bottom.
"Sir, please come with me."
Meng Changhe glanced at the old man in gray proudly, and then took a big step and walked into the Shocking Holy Palace.
Ling Xian followed.
In the next moment, the scene in front of me changed, no longer a magnificent palace, but a gray space.
In midair, eight mahogany chairs floated, six of which were seated.
There are men and women, old and young, without exception, all of them are as thick as a mountain, swallowing all the wilderness.
Especially a red-haired old man, he is like an ancient beast, which is daunting.
"If I'm not mistaken, the Immortal Fu Sect has been at the bottom nine times in a row."
"You remember correctly, after today, the Immortal Fu Sect will be replaced by a new sect."
"Haha, maybe, Meng Daoyou's strength has improved by leaps and bounds."
As soon as they saw Meng Changhe, the six of them spoke one after another, all revealing a bit of banter.
This made Meng Changhe's face gloomy, but he had nothing to refute.
It is a fact that the Immortal Fu Sect has been at the bottom nine times in a row, and his strength has not improved in the slightest, if there is no Ling Xian, he will still be at the bottom.
"Don't pay attention to them, believe me, this time, the Immortal Fu Sect will not be at the bottom."
Ling Xian smiled lightly, not worried at all.
These six people, whether they are cultivating or foundation, are the same as Meng Changhe said, that is, he will definitely not be ranked last.
If he is true, even if he is ranked first, it is not impossible.
"I believe sir."
Meng Changhe smiled.
"Meng Daoyou, I only prepared eight chairs, but you brought one person."
The red-haired old man spoke indifferently.
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"He is the Supreme Elder of my Immortal Fu Sect, and this time, he will fight on behalf of my Immortal Fu Sect."
Meng Changhe smiled and said, "Sir, please take a seat, I'll just stand." ” Hearing this, Ling Xian was not polite and sat on the mahogany chair.
"Where did this person come from, I haven't heard that the Immortal Fu Sect has a second cultivator who has entered the Holy Realm."
"It doesn't matter, even if you change people, you can't change the ending."
"That's right, this person is just a monk in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, how much wind and waves can he stir up" Everyone spoke one after another, not taking Ling Xian seriously.
However, the red-haired old man had a froze expression, obviously seeing Ling Xian's extraordinaryness.
At this moment, the gray-clothed old man entered the cave, first glanced at Ling Xian coldly, and then sat down on the last chair.
Seeing this, Ling Xian said lightly: "Everyone is here, you can start." ” "The rules are the same as in previous years, and the last time the last person was at the bottom of the list will challenge until defeat."
"Then it's the seventh-place guy who takes on the challenge, and so on."
The red-haired old man looked indifferent and said, "I understand." ” Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly.
"Then I announce that the Eight Great Sect Sorting Battle has officially begun."
The red-haired old man glanced at Ling Xian deeply and said, "Unknown fellow Daoist, please." ” "Okay."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, in the last sorting battle, Meng Changhe was ranked last, so naturally he was the first to challenge.
At that moment, he looked at the audience with a halo in his eyes and said, "Who was the person who was ranked seventh last time?"
"It's me."
An old man in black stood up, and his majestic momentum roared.
However, he couldn't move Ling Xian.
Although this person's cultivation is the same as his, his foundation is too different, and he can suppress this person with a single blow.
"Don't you get up" The old man in black glanced at Ling Xian, swallowing mountains and rivers angrily, shaking the Eight Desolations.
"Let's get started."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, it was easy for him to suppress the old man in black, there was no need to get up.
"Good, good."
"Since Your Excellency is so trusted, then don't blame me for being unkind."
The old man in black had a face sinking like water, raised his hand and punched, and all beasts roared. rumble The phantom of ten thousand beasts manifested, and the earth-shattering power swept through, shaking the entire cave sky.
Facing the ferocious supernatural power of the black-clothed old man, Ling Xian pointed out, with neither divine light nor might.
However, all the beast shadows were shattered under this finger, and the old man in black also coughed up blood.
This scene shocked everyone present, except for Meng Changhe and the red-haired old man, no one expected that Ling Xian would defeat the old man in black with just one finger.
"Defeated, I can't even stop a finger."
The old man in black looked sluggish, and his gaze at Ling Xian no longer showed the slightest contempt.
The same is true for the rest.
Although the old man in black was not a strong man, he was also a monk in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, and he couldn't even catch a finger from Ling Xian, how amazing it was "Who is the person who is ranked sixth" Ling Xian said lightly, his goal was not to be the first, but it was rare to come once, so he naturally wanted to fight a few more battles.
"It's me."
A stout man got up, no nonsense, and raised his hand to shoot it. rumble The void shattered, the killing intent rushed into the sky, and the sturdy man shot with all his might, approaching Ling Xian's eyebrows.
Seeing this, Ling Xian's expression was still calm, and he was not moved in the slightest.
He stretched out two fingers and easily grabbed the stout man's spear, and with a little force, the spear broke.
At the same time, the strong man was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and took seven steps back.
To be continued
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