When he learned that Duan Lingtian was most likely a powerful 'Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions', Bai Wuji, the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, knew:
Even if their Xuantian Immortal Sect has three Immortal Lords from all directions, they may not be able to keep each other!
In addition, a Shifang Immortal Lord who is less than a hundred years old has no identity and background?
Can such a existence appear among casual cultivators?
Bai Wuji deeply doubted this.
Because of this, he knew in his heart that their Xuantian Immortal Sect might not be able to keep Duan Lingtian today, even if they could keep Duan Lingtian, their Xuantian Immortal Sect would still have to consider the consequences.
In this case, he hoped that today's matter could be resolved peacefully.
Therefore, he asked Duan Lingtian to make a request.
Unexpectedly, Duan Lingtian asked him to hand over his son, which put him in a difficult decision-making situation...
On the one hand, his son Bai Yuxuan is his only son, so he naturally doesn't want anything to happen to him.
On the other hand, if you don't agree to Duan Lingtian's request, I'm afraid there will be no room for maneuver in today's matter.
So, it was hard for him to choose.
"snort!"
Just when Bai Wuji, the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, didn't know how to make a decision, one of the three ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, one of the twin brothers, made another cold snort at the right time:
"Master Duan, my nephew is asking you to make a request to give you face...but don't go too far!"
After snorting coldly, the green-robed middle-aged man glanced at Duan Lingtian coldly and said.
He could vaguely guess Bai Wuji's scruples.
"Excessive?"
Hearing the words of the middle-aged man in green robe, Duan Lingtian suddenly smiled again, and his smile was very bright.
"why are you laughing?"
Seeing Duan Lingtian actually laughing, the face of the middle-aged man in green robe suddenly became ugly again, and his ugly face seemed to be covered with a layer of extremely cold frost at this moment.
"Why am I laughing...do I need to report to you?"
Facing the question from the middle-aged man in green robe, Duan Lingtian glanced at him lightly and asked indifferently.
After hearing Duan Lingtian's words, the middle-aged man in green robe suddenly became furious and his eyes were filled with blazing anger, as if it could burn everything!
In his life, since he broke through and became the Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions and became the ancestor of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, when had he ever been so angry?
"Who do you think you are?"
Duan Lingtian continued to ask.
It was Duan Lingtian's next words that completely angered the green-robed middle-aged man, causing him to suddenly let out a loud shout: "I, Zhou Ming, want to see today, you, a young boy who is less than a hundred years old, How many kilograms do you have, how dare you talk to me like this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the immortal energy of the middle-aged man in green robes surged up, burning like a ball of flame, and then turned into a purple-red color. It was clear that he had used the Xuantian Immortal Sect's monarch-level magical power 'Purple Qi Donglai', and It was the magical power that Duan Lingtian won from the Xuantian Immortal Sect.
"Boy, take my sword and try it!"
As another loud shout from the middle-aged man in green robe spread, the power surged from his body, like a purple torrent, and suddenly gathered together, and finally turned into a sword, a purple sword.
The moment the middle-aged man in green robe finished speaking, the sword suddenly shot out again, leaving a clearly visible huge sword mark in the void with a 'shoo' sound. The sword mark was so big that it made people feel Bring a visual shock.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
…
And after the huge purple sword left a huge ferocious sword mark in the void, it suddenly scattered and turned into thousands of purple sword lights, rushing towards Duan Lingtian one by one.
However, when he was still some distance away from Duan Lingtian, these thousands of sword lights merged into one again and merged into one sword.
However, this sword is no longer as huge as the sword at the beginning. Its size is smaller than the smallest sword ray among the thousands of sword rays just now, but the whole body is black. Purple, and the whole body is glowing with purple light.
call out!
Once this sword was condensed and formed, its speed suddenly soared, and it continued to kill Duan Lingtian at a speed that exceeded the attacks that the ordinary Shifang Immortal Lord could perform. The sword's aura was overwhelming.
Only the other two ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect could clearly see the action of the middle-aged man in green robe.
Bai Wuji, the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, as the Immortal Lord of the Nine Palaces, was able to capture that purple-black sword light.
Elder Qi, who was at the Bagua Immortal Lord level, could only vaguely catch the purple sword light flashing past his eyes, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Okay, okay...very good!"
Duan Lingtian did not expect that Zhou Ming, one of the three ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, would be the first to attack him. His eyes turned cold for a moment, and a sneer of anger tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Since you want to die, then I will grant it to you!"
Facing Zhou Ming's menacing sword, Duan Lingtian's body also burst out with a purple light, like a purple flame burning on his body, exuding bursts of terrifying and terrifying aura.
The next moment, Duan Lingtian, whose body was wrapped in purple flames, suddenly moved.
And at this moment, Duan Lingtian disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Even Bai Wuji, the three ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect and the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, could no longer see Duan Lingtian at this moment, as if Duan Lingtian had disappeared out of thin air in front of their eyes.
"this……"
"This...how is this possible?!"
"Is it Ling Tian's method?"
…
When Duan Lingtian disappeared in front of everyone, and the three ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect had not had time to react, in their eyes, the black and purple sword light that swiped towards Duan Lingtian seemed to be suddenly struck by an invisible big hand. Grabbing it, stopping abruptly in the void.
Suddenly, in the void where the black and purple sword light paused, the space vibrated, and ripples spread like water patterns, and then extended out, and there were waves of terrifying aura.
Immediately afterwards, they saw:
The black-purple sword light that paused suddenly turned strangely and headed towards Zhou Ming!
"It's Duan Lingtian!"
"How can he be so fast!"
"He actually took Mingdi's blow with his bare hands!"
…
When the black and purple sword light suddenly turned, the other two ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect and the leader of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, Bai Wuji, were shocked to see that at the same time as the black and purple sword light turned, a clear figure appeared. appeared on the side of the sword.
Surprisingly, it was Duan Lingtian who had disappeared before!
After Duan Lingtian appeared, he grabbed the black and purple sword light with one hand. No matter how hard he struggled, the black and purple sword light could not break free from his hand.
The current black and purple sword light is like a dragon, caught by the hand of the dragon capturer, and it is difficult to break free.
Whoosh!
Duan Lingtian held the black-purple sword light in his hand and flew straight past Zhou Ming in a flash.
Now Duan Lingtian, even though his strength has weakened compared to when he was in Huanxi Zen Sect, he is still comparable to the Bagua Immortal King. He casually killed Zhou Ming, the ancestor of Xuantian Immortal Sect, without using the Wang-grade Immortal Weapon. He stopped it with a full blow.
Not only did he stop it, he also held Zhou Ming's attack in his hands so that it could neither explode nor disperse.
"The power of the Immortal King is far superior to the power of the Immortal Lord... What's more, my current Immortal Power is comparable to the Immortal Power of the Bagua Immortal King. How can it be compared to a mere Shifang Immortal Lord from Zhou Ming? ?”
Duan Lingtian can clearly feel:
Zhou Ming's attack was like a mosquito bite in front of him. He caught it casually in his hand and could not shake it at all.
The power of the Bagua Immortal King is enough to easily crush the Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions in all directions!
"The Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions of Xuantian Immortal Sect is nothing more than that!"
In an instant, after arriving in front of Zhou Ming, Duan Lingtian smiled coldly and left these words.
When the words fell, Duan Lingtian raised his hand and grabbed the right hand of Zhou Ming's black and purple sword light. He grabbed it suddenly and the black and purple sword light was shattered into pieces. In the blink of an eye, it was completely annihilated in the void. among.
next moment.
Duan Lingtian's right hand, which was tightly clenched because he had broken the black and purple sword light, swung it into a fist towards Zhou Ming.
At the same time, on top of Duan Lingtian's right fist, in addition to the raging purple power, there was also a layer of golden light, looming...
If you look carefully, you can clearly see:
I don’t know when, golden shadows appeared on Duan Lingtian’s body, which turned out to be the shadow of a golden Buddha. The golden shadows on Duan Lingtian’s right fist suddenly condensed into a golden Buddha shadow. fist.
"It's the King-level Immortal Technique of the Happy Zen Sect, 'Fudo Myooh'!"
Almost at the moment Duan Lingtian swung his fist, the other two ancestors of Xuantian Immortal Sect had such an idea in their minds like lightning.
"Master Duan, please show mercy!"
One of the two ancestors of Xuantian Immortal Sect, the middle-aged man in blue robe, shouted out with fear and anxiety on his face at this moment.
But, it's still too late.
boom! !
Duan Lingtian's unpretentious punch flew across the sky. The ancestor of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions Zhou Ming, before he even had time to defend himself, was blasted by the punch and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky and floated down.
After Zhou Ming's death, Duan Lingtian also grabbed a Na Ring.
"The Immortal Lord of the Ten Directions of Xuantian Immortal Sect is nothing more than that!"
At the same time, everyone else who heard Duan Lingtian's words came to their senses.
After coming back to their senses, they looked at the scene in front of them. Even though they didn't see clearly what happened just because of Duan Lingtian's speed, they could vaguely guess what happened just now:
"Oh my God... Ancestor Zhou Ming, was he killed by this Lingtian?"
"No...it can't be right?"
…
At this moment, the senior officials of Xuantian Immortal Sect and the patrolling disciples felt uncontrollably frightened.
"Brother Ming!"
At the same time, one of the two remaining ancestors of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, the middle-aged man in blue robe, let out a mournful cry at the right time.
(End of chapter)
