As the digital powerhouse arrived, the lonely and cold platform gradually became lively.

The true disciples of the Immortal Sect are all treasures. They were killed by someone. The Immortal Sect has its own means to sense it. After sensing it, they will naturally come to check it out. When they see it, they are shocked. They immediately had their own murderous intentions. After all, the seven immortal sects are not comparable to ordinary little immortal sects. The remaining power of the leader Huaiyu's attack that time can intimidate the small immortal sects, but they can't scare them.

As several powerful people arrived, many cultivators were alarmed, either in the light or in the dark, and they were talking in a low voice.

"What big thing happened?"

"The true teachings of Tianchi killed several true teachings of the Great Immortal Sect and caused a huge disaster!"

"Good guy, can the head of Tianchi protect him again this time?"

"The head of Tianchi has not yet appeared, but Fairy Lin from Ziwei Immortal Sect intends to protect him..."

"Lin Binglian, this guy killed me Daluo, Jiugong, Lingxiao, and even your disciples from Ziwei Immortal Sect. Do you dare to protect him?"

After several immortal elders who came here understood what was going on from Yan Lingzi, they immediately shouted sternly.

Lin Binglian was also a little worried, sighed and said, "Junior Brother Meng, I can't stop so many masters from killing you, but I will do my best to stop them for you for a while. You can take the opportunity to escape. Whether you can escape depends on your luck!"

"This...Sister Lin, if these people must kill me, I will not be able to escape. Don't get involved!"

Meng Xuan glanced at the murderous intent in the air and said with a wry smile.

"I'm fine. After all, I, Lin Binglian, is the senior sister of Ziwei Immortal Sect. These people may not really dare to do anything to me. Even if I lose later, they can only hand me over to Ziwei Immortal Sect to deal with it. If I really hurt me, our Ziwei Immortal Sect's head church is fighting hard! Alas, in fact, if it was Tianchi Immortal Sect ten years ago, he wouldn't dare to do anything to you..."

Lin Binglian looked into the air and said softly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly condensed, as if she was thinking about something.

"Lin Binglian, I have sent a message to the elder of the precepts of the Ziwei Immortal Sect. He is coming soon. Do you still dare to stop this kid?"

The man in the cloud shouted at Lin Binglian, and the weather was overwhelming.

"What nonsense?"

Lin Binglian shouted directly: "He killed our disciples of Ziwei Immortal Sect. I want to take him back to the mountain for trial. Who dares to stop me?"

"Why are you taking people away with Ziwei Immortal Sect?"

The man in the cloud shouted: "I am the first to come and take him back to the Nine Palace Immortal Sect for trial!"

"Hmph, kill my true disciple of Lingxiao Immortal Sect. I want to bring him back to the Lingxiao God's Punishment Platform, crushing my bones and raising ashes!"

Lin Binglian's words also touched their other thoughts. Even if they killed the disciple of Tianchi, their disciples would not survive. It would be better to take him back and force Tianchi to redeem people with flying swords or skills.

After all, no matter how strong the Chief Huaiyu is, he must not be unreasonable.

Your disciple killed our true teachings, and we didn't kill him immediately to take revenge. It would be great to ask you to exchange the sword lake flying sword and Tianchi's inherited skills.

Of course, some necessary punishments are indispensable before Tianchi redeems the people.

This disciple must have been abolished. If he cut off his path of cultivation, he would be considered revenge for his disciples.

It’s just that there are so many people, each of whom wants to kill, or wants to take them back to their own sect for trial, so who will take them away?

Meng Xuan is dead, but it is a question of whom he dies.

For a moment, the elders actually fought in the sky, and no one was willing to give in.

"This son must be dealt with by my Nine Palace Immortal Sect today. I have sent a message to the elder of the Palm Sword. The masters in the sect arrived immediately. Let's see who dares to stop me?" Yunzhong shouted, and with a loud shout, his hands covering the sky, and he fished Meng Xuan on the stage towards the dot.

"Hmph, can you have masters in the Nine Palace Immortal Sect?"

The female elder of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, Leng Chi, waved out a large net of red flames, and went straight to Meng Xuan to cover her head.

"Junior Brother Meng, prepare to escape..."

Lin Binglian whispered, first exhaling a stream of ice, sealing the corpse of the Crazy Eagle, putting it into the ring of the cave heaven to prevent it from being destroyed by the war, and then a white jade-like treasure bottle flew out from her eyebrows. The spirit was filled with mist and the treasure was solemn. Then Lin Binglian pinched a few magic tricks and suddenly sacrificed the treasure bottle into the air, conquering a world.

Meng Xuan nodded, took off his sword and threw it straight into the sky to escape.

"Want to escape?"

At this moment, there were countless voices and many masters hiding in the dark jumped out to stop Meng Xuan.

One of them, Meng Xuan clearly saw that it was the first time he took action to keep his Yan Lingzi.

Many other people, Meng Xuan, didn't know at all, and didn't even know why they attacked him.

"Junior Brother Meng!"

Lin Binglian was shocked and waved his hand to strike out the Binglian, blocking the attacks for Meng Xuan.

However, Meng Xuan was forced back to the Dianchang platform because of the attacks of those people.

This incident also made several elders in the air understand Lin Binglian's intentions and shouted coldly: "This Ziwei disciple is ill-hearted and wants to let this kid escape. I will not fight for it first, and join forces to take him down and then make a decision!"

"Okay, take him down first, and destroy all his cultivation, so as not to have too many dreams!"

After the masters made an agreement, they immediately took action and captured Meng Xuan.

Although Lin Binglian is a stunning figure among the younger generation, she is obviously not an opponent when she fights against the crowd.

Meng Xuan also gave up on the idea of ​​escaping. Judging from the scene just now, I don’t know how many people are guarding themselves.

Just at the most troublesome moment, a sedan quietly floated over, staying ten miles west of the station, hanging still.

"So many people want the life of my Tianchi disciple..."

A man's voice sneered, with no anger in his voice, but a bit of sinister that makes people feel cold in their hearts.

"There was only one Yan Lingzi just now. If you don't take action, now all the masters are coming. Are you going to take action?"

A woman's voice came from the sedan chair, looking a little puzzled.

The man sneered: "Hehe, if not, how could he know whether the six immortal sects are still following the rules?"

"Da Luo, Lingxiao, and the elders of the Nine Palaces are here. Ziwei's elders will arrive soon. After all, you are not the fourth child. Even if you add that Ziwei girl, you may not be their opponent..."

The woman asked with some concern.

"There's no way..."

The man sighed softly: "It's all your fault that you are so charming. The headmaster asked me to secretly protect the disciples of Tianchi. Who knew that I had been with you for a while, three days and three nights of gentleness. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen... When I rushed over, this kid was ready to raise his hand to kill the ghost teeth. It was really a pity that hurt people. After the headmaster came out of seclusion, he would definitely scold me for being so bloody!"

"I am a member of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, I will give you some advice, but you blame me..." The woman was a little unhappy.

"Not blamed you..."

The man chuckled softly and said, "But, my disciple of Tianchi, especially him, must not die in such a place!"

"Are you making a fool of yourself again?"

The woman became a little worried after hearing his voice.

"Haha, no idea..."

The man smiled awkwardly, and a light of inspiration flew out of the sedan chair and headed straight for Xiandu City.

In the east of Xiandu City, there is a platform to enter the immortals. Next to the platform to enter the immortals, there is a small house where an old man deaf and mute lives.

At this moment, the deaf and mute old man held a cigarette pole in his mouth and looked at the sea in the void.

A light of spirit suddenly flew over and melted in front of the deaf and mute old man, but an image was revealed. It was a scene that happened on the Dianjiang stage. Seeing this, the deaf and mute old man couldn't help but be stunned. When he saw countless masters surrounding Dianjiang stage and were about to capture Meng Xuan, his face was so angry that he frowned and suddenly chewed the jade cigarette pole, and then he roared to the sky.

"Boom"

The deaf and mute old man roared three times, suddenly flew up, and rushed straight to the nine heavens.

However, as soon as he flew up, he saw that the shiny and dazzling lights behind him turned into countless thick chains. The end of each chain was tied to the skinny skeleton of the deaf and mute old man. His soaring to the sky was too fierce. He pulled all the chains straight, and he could almost hear the terrifying sound of the broken and rubbed bones in his body.

"John..."

The deaf and mute old man roared to the sky, as crazy as he was, and the hatred in his eyes almost pierced the sky.

"call!"

He suddenly stared at the direction of the platform and waved his palm out.

This palm actually carried endless wind, and the palm power was like a fierce and crazy angry dragon, breaking through tens of thousands of miles of sea, rushing straight towards the dot. On the way, I don’t know how many islands, the squids and even some small fairy gates were penetrated by this palm and turned into ashes. However, the palm power had not yet been destroyed, and with huge waves, it rushed to the dot to the dot.

"Boom..."

The waves were surging, just the power of a palm, and it was finally over. When the dot is still thousands of miles away, the power of this palm finally weakened. The waves gradually lowered, and then slowly disappeared, unable to hit the dot.

However, this palm still alarmed everyone. I don’t know how many powerful people who devoted themselves to practicing were alarmed and flew up to the sky to check.

"Who took action? That old lunatic?"

"Who angered him? Don't want to die?"

"Whoever checks the seal on the Enxiantai platform? Don't escape by him..."

"Who will you go if you don't fool yourself?"

"Ahem, I have had some problems in my practice these two days, and it is not convenient to deal with others..."

The man in the sedan chair who noticed this palm sighed softly and said, "I have been locked for thousands of years, and I am weak!"

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

The woman's anxious voice rang.

"Ha ha……"

The man whispered something to her, and suddenly turned into a black light, flew out of the sedan chair, heading straight towards the direction of the immortal platform.

"This...is too slight..."
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