Ling Xian couldn't help but change his face.

Could it be that I just appeared and encountered danger?

An ambush?

However, this thought turned around in his mind, and Ling Xian shook his head and denied it.

impossible.

Returning from the realm of the Little True Spirit, although you will return to the interface when you set out, the specific location of the appearance is random. How could the other party ambush himself in an unexpected way?

This thought flipped through his mind, and Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief. As long as someone was not deliberately dealing with him, the possibility of him actually encountering danger was very low.

After all, I have passed the sixth heavenly tribulation. No matter where I put it, I am a top-notch strong man. How could something threaten me casually?

But that's it, Ling Xian released the body-protecting spirit shield and then looked around. Not to mention, the scenery was really good.

The spiritual energy is also quite good.

There were hundreds of immortal cultivators who had mixed cultivation and were fighting there.

The scene was extremely tragic, but when you look closely, the strength of those monks was really nothing special.

No, to be correct, it is not worth mentioning.

The leader is only in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the rest are the foundation-building of the Golden Pill. There are even a few little guys in the Qi Refining Stage who are fighting there. Their little strength is not afraid of being laughed at by others.

Seeing the scene in front of him clearly, Ling Xian completely let go of his precepts.

"stop!"

He shouted loudly and released his spirits in his body. Of course, he was just a little released. After all, these cultivators are too low. If they have fully opened their spirits, they will not be able to withstand it. They are very likely to return to the underworld.

This is naturally not the result that Ling Xian is willing to see. He just wanted to attract the other party's attention slightly, so the spiritual pressure released was minimal.

Even so, the monks present could not resist and their faces changed drastically.

They no longer care about attacking the opponent in front of them and have all their strength to protect them, but they have no use. Many people still fell to the ground with pale faces.

"Seniors show mercy."

A panic sound came to my ears, and then a shocking light came together, and two green rainbows flew here.

The light converged, revealing the appearance of two monks.

On the left is a middle-aged monk wearing a Confucian shirt, and on the right is much older, an old man in a soap robe with wrinkles on his face. However, the two of them seem to be in a different state, both of whom are cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

They were also the two strongest monks present, but they were not the same group. They were the ones who fought the fiercestly just now.

"Meet the senior."

"I'll give you a greeting here."

The two bowed to Ling Xian almost at the same time, but each other's faces were wary.

“Where is this?”

Ling Xian turned a blind eye to their expressions and was not in the mood to care about the grievances and twists and turns between them.

After all, compared to himself, these monks are too weak. With Ling Xian's personality, he naturally doesn't want to worry about their nosy affairs.

"Senior, this is Bingyun Mountain."

"Bingyun Mountain?"

Ling Xian frowned slightly, and he had no impression of him at all, but it was not strange. The human world was extremely vast, and he had never heard of it and was nothing strange.

Ling Xian refused to comment, while the two monks in front of him were extremely nervous.

They are the Supreme Elders of Tianfu Sect and Qianye Sect respectively. These are just two unknown small sects, and the headquarter is built in Bingyun Mountain.

Originally, the well water did not interfere with the river, and they watched over each other and helped each other, and the relationship could even be said to be very good.

However, not long ago, Bingyun Mountain accidentally discovered an ore vein with a large number of spirit stones. The strong people got it. This is the rule of the immortal cultivation world. The strength of the Tianfu Sect and Qianye Sect is different. In theory, how to divide the spirit stones evenly, you can sit down and have a good talk.

But they all had their own plans, and they had a few intrigues and talked about it but failed. Instead, the monks below clashed while fighting for the spirit stones.

So it was out of control and the two sects fought.

When the battle was at its most intense moment, Ling Xian suddenly soared into the sky, and his strength was ridiculously strong. It was no wonder that the Supreme Elders of the two sects were nervous, afraid that the news had leaked from the spirit stone veins, which attracted the covetousness of high-level cultivators.

Ling Xian naturally didn't know what they were thinking.

Even if he understands, he must be just a smile. With his strength, he will not take some of his spirit stones seriously.

Ling Xian just wanted to find out the news and determine where he was.

However, at this moment, the mutation suddenly broke out and there was no sign. A ray of green light appeared in the sky, and its speed was swift and flew towards this side.

This is……

Ling Xian's pupils shrank slightly.

Flying swords pass on the letter.

And it seems to be coming for me.

Could it be...

Ling Xian had a vague guess in his heart.

In this instant, the green light had already flew in front of you, and the light was condensed, and it was indeed revealed that a short sword about a foot long was revealed, with a letter on it.

Ling Xian held it in the palm of his hand.

He lowered his head slightly and sank his spiritual consciousness.

After a moment, Ling Xian raised his head, but the expression on his face was extremely angry.

The letter from Ling'er sent to this flying sword was sent by him.

The two girls are now facing a huge crisis.

This flying sword is to send a letter to the place where you ask for help.

hateful!

Ling Xian was angry and had no mood to delay here. He was full of green light and flew away in the direction of the flying sword.

The speed is so fast that it is difficult to describe in words and it quickly disappears without a trace.

The hundreds of monks were left looking at each other, and for a moment they were in vague.

However, while depressed, everyone showed a look of overjoyment. Originally, what they were most worried about was that this mysterious monk came to plot their spirit stones, but now it seems that the worry is unnecessary, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then shouts of killing sounds were everywhere, and they fought each other again.

...

At the same time, I don’t know how far away it is.

This is a barren mountain.

It is inconspicuous on the surface, but it has a fairly good quality spiritual vein.

With the changing world and the changes of the world, Ling'er and Fairy Wanbao have lived in seclusion here for a hundred years.

While they were practicing, they were waiting for Ling Xian.

Brother Ling went out to find an opportunity to break through the middle stage of the tribulation.

He once said that he would be back here soon.

Although the time delayed a little longer later, the two girls had no intention of complaining. After all, no one could explain clearly the matter in the world of immortal cultivation.

Opportunity is not something you can touch if you want to meet.

Brother Ling is a cultivator who has made a promise. He is not not convinced of his promise, but is delayed by other things.

What's more, although Ling Xian has never returned in recent years, he always sends a note to come back every now and then.
Chapter completed!