"Are you the master of the dog thing just now?"

Yang Tian asked with interest.

"That's right, I'm the Linghong Wuxian who suppressed the Nantian Gate!" The middle-aged man floated in the air and pointed at Yang Tian's feet: "You refine my disciple, I will give you a chance now, and kneel down to me immediately. If not, you will definitely die!"

Yang Tian smiled: "Linghong Wuxian? How is your status in the fairy world?"

"Yang Tian, ​​in the fairy world, the level is very strict, the lowest level is the immortals, and then there are all kinds of spiritual immortals, such as martial immortals, Dharma immortals, and talisman immortals..."

Wu Jie hurriedly said.

"So, your so-called Linghong Wuxian has only a higher status than the Immortal?"

Yang Tian smiled.

Such a garbage existence actually wants him to kneel down?

Very ridiculous!

I'm afraid even the dignified judge did not have the courage to make him kneel down.

Why are they so arrogant in the fairy world? Are they working behind closed doors, isolated from the world, not asking about the affairs of the seven realms, or are they arrogant and have such a personality?

"I am Linghong Wuxian in the Immortal Realm, but my status is nobler than you all!"

Linghong Wuxian said coldly.

"Very good, you are so arrogant, but I am even more arrogant than you!"

Yang Tian lifted the blood-drinking sword and flew towards Linghong Wuxian.

"How can you humble warriors be arrogant here!"

Linghong Wuxian waved his hand, and the sound of the spiritual fan in his hand scrambled with a powerful murderous intent.

"Things that don't know the truth!"

Yang Tian lifted the blood-drinking sword and slashed hard.

Bang!

The spirit fan on Linghong Wuxian's hand was directly shattered by Yang Tian's blood-drinking sword.

"ah!"

A trace of shock flashed in Linghong Wuxian's eyes.

"Are you all ignorant in the fairy world? Don't you know that a new king has appeared in the seven realms!"

Yang Tian lifted the Blood-Drinking Sword and slashed eighteen times in the air.

"The King of the Seven Realms? Wait, are you the legendary Yang Tian?"

Ling Hong Wuxian's face changed.

"You guessed it right!"

Yang Tian's eighteen slashes came, and he cut off Ling Hong Wuxian's arm alive: "I am Yang Tian, ​​the king of the seven realms. When I come to the fairy world, I want to visit my back flower courtyard!"

"you……"

Ling Hong Wuxian's face was painful, and blood kept flowing out of his wounds. He stared at Yang Tian angrily: "Even if you are Yang Tian who has been on the verge of wind recently, you are not qualified to call yourself a king. At least you have to get the consent of our Immortal Emperor!"

"Is that true?"

Yang Tian raised the blood-drinking sword.

"Wait..." Ling Hong Wuxian was so scared that his face turned pale, and he waved: "I can take you to see the Immortal Emperor now and let him agree to you as the king."

"Are you pleased me?"

Yang Tian smiled.

"This is not pleasing, but my duty. I will take you to the Immortal Emperor. You can handle other matters yourself."

When Ling Hong Wuxian saw Yang Tian laughing, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very arrogant just now.

But Yang Tian only had a knife, and he knew that he was not Yang Tian's opponent.

The magic weapon in Yang Tian’s hand is definitely the most sacred existence in the seven realms. Looking at the entire fairy world, there is probably no magic weapon that can be compared with it.

What frightened Ling Hong Wuxian the most was the spiritual breath in Yang Tian’s body.

Yang Tian's spiritual breath came out, making it difficult for him to breathe.

This is not divine breath, nor demon breath, nor Shura Dharma breath, but a powerful spiritual breath that has never been seen before.

"Sir Yang Tian, ​​I will take you to see the Immortal Emperor now. Please..."

Linghong Wuxian saluted respectfully.

"You are pleasing me, but I'm in a bad mood. You said that I can become a king with the consent of the Immortal Emperor. But I am invincible in the world. How could you trash Immortal Emperor decide my position as king?"

Yang Tian lifted the blood-drinking sword and flew down towards Linghong Wuxian.

"What are you going to do..."

Linghong Wuxian was so scared that her face turned pale.

"I'm unhappy, the consequences are serious!"

Yang Tian slashed down with one knife.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

Yang Tian directly killed Linghong Wuxian with such a knife. He stretched out the right hand of the demon and sucked hard, directly refining Linghong Wuxian's soul into an immortal pill.

"ah!"

The other two disciples of Linghong Wuxian changed their faces and ran towards the lighthouse desperately.

Bang!

The two disciples firmly closed the door of the lighthouse to death.

They stood at the window and stared at Yang Tian tightly.

"You sent the door to me, and you thought I couldn't go in and kill you?"

Yang Tian was interested and authentic.

The two disciples said nothing, but looked at Yang Tian nervously.

"Eighteen kills!"

Yang Tian used the Blood-Drinking Sword to perform eighteen slashes and slashed towards the lighthouse.

Crack.

The sword energy blasted out by the Blood-Drinking Sword successively bombarded the lighthouse, but what made everyone tighten was that the lighthouse was as strong as it could not be broken at all.

The two disciples looked at each other, their eyes full of excitement: "I don't know what you exist, but you want to kill us? Let's do it for the next life!"

"This lighthouse was condensed by the Immortal Emperor with his powerful immortal breath, how could you break it?"

"You want to enter the fairy world? There is no gate. The fairy world fortress is stronger than a lighthouse!"

"The lighthouse is condensed with the immortal breath of the Immortal Emperor, but the fortress is condensed with the thoughts of the Immortal Emperors of all generations, and is even more powerful than the lighthouse!"

"You can't even break the lighthouse, let alone the gate of the fortress!"

Hearing the ridicule of the two disciples, Yang Tian laughed.

In the eyes of the two garbage, he, Yang Tian, ​​could not even break the lighthouse, let alone the gate of the fortress?

Very ridiculous!

"Two crazy men!"

Wu Jie started the ancient ark and bumped into the lighthouse.

Bang!

A roar sounded.

The lighthouse is as strong as a solid one, and even the powerful ancient ark cannot be broken.

"Haha! If you see it, you can't break the lighthouse in the fairy world!"

The two disciples were even more proud.

"Is that true?"

Yang Tian smiled and waved his hand: "Wu Jie, the ancient ark has not become strong yet, of course it cannot break the lighthouse. Leave everything to me."

"Well, Yang Tian, ​​teach them a lesson!"

Wu Jie's eyes were full of confidence in Yang Tian.

"I still want to teach us a lesson? We will notify the fairy world immediately. It won't take long to fight the army. Then it will be the time for you to die!"
To be continued...