Chapter 1479 Originating From the Bloodline...

Mingluo Shengzi shot through the air, and thunder and thunder emerged, terrifying.

In the face of this powerful and domineering blow, Ling Xian's face was bitter, and he had no hope.

This shot is too powerful, not to mention that he is already weak, even at his peak, it is difficult to survive.

At this moment, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly landed, turned into a divine shield, and wrapped Ling Xian.

In the next instant, the divine spear killed him, but he failed to break through the soft auspicious clouds, and instead shook Prince Mingluo back three steps.

"The reinforcements are here..." Mingluo Shengzi's expression condensed, his deep eyes flashed with precious light, and he saw a scene a hundred miles away.

After that, his eyes became gloomy and solemn.

Just because the reinforcements are very strong, there are not only seven or eight middle-level cultivators of the Ming Dao, but also two peak Ming Dao powerhouses.

With such strength, even he is under a lot of pressure.

"You can only retire." Mingluo Shengzi made a decisive decision. Although he was unwilling, he could only choose to retire.

If the people behind him are in their peak state, they will have the strength to fight. After all, they are all geniuses with the addition of the five extreme realms, enough to leapfrog to fight.

But these people have been severely injured by Ling Xian, and they have no fighting spirit and are in a passive state.

In this case, how to start a war with the reinforcements?

"You're lucky..."

Holy Son Mingluo gave Ling Xian a deep look, unwilling and killing intent.

It's a pity that he can't kill him, not to mention the upcoming reinforcements, just talking about the treasure shield formed by auspicious clouds, it will not be able to break open in a moment.

"If you say it's luck, then it's luck." Ling Xian forced a smile, too lazy to argue with this person.

He does not rely on luck, but on strength.

If it wasn't for his sturdy combat strength and holding up five moves, how could he wait for reinforcements to arrive?

"I remember you. In the future, I will convince you of your defeat." Holy Son Mingluo's eyes were deep. calmed down.

But this humiliation

But forever indelible.

"No one can predict what will happen in the future." Ling Xian smiled lightly, taking advantage of the opportunity of Xiangyun's protection to run the Great Desolation Technique to heal himself.

"Hmph, let's go!" Holy Son Mingluo snorted coldly, turned into black gas, and disappeared.

Seeing this, the others also fled, but before disappearing, they all glanced at Ling Xian.

There is anger, fear, and a bit of shock.

Even though Ling Xian was covered in blood and was beaten badly by Saint Son Mingluo, when the gap was large enough to kill him with one move, he insisted on taking five moves!

In the eyes of anyone, this is not shameful, but powerful!

"This life is finally saved..."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a little fortunate.

"I owe you another life." The man in blood walked out of the forest and looked at Ling Xian with a very complicated look.

"I can't talk about debt, I just don't want you to die in vain."

Ling Xian waved his hand, as early as when the extraterritorial demon appeared, he sent a message to the man in blood, that he would not come out even if he died.

Although this person was a strong man in the late Ming Dao period, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and at most only half of his combat power was left. In other words, when he came out, he was also a cannon fodder that was instantly killed by one move.

"Anyway, I and they both owe you a life." The man in blood showed gratitude and admiration.

He saw the power of the Holy Son Mingluo in his eyes and asked himself, even in his heyday, he might not be able to block the five moves.

However, Ling Xian blocked Mingluo Shengzi's five moves at a lower level by two small realms. What kind of evildoer is this? How could he not admire him?

"Thank you for the coming reinforcements. If they hadn't scared the Holy Son Mingluo back, otherwise, we would all have to die." Ling Xian sighed, feeling a little fortunate.

"When the major forces have reached their limit, where did the reinforcements come from?" The man in blood frowned.

"I'll find out soon." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the auspicious cloud suddenly disappeared, and then, ten figures came with majestic power and power.

The two old men in white are leading the way, and the rhythm of Taoism is flowing, full of fairy flavor. But more than that, it was arrogance.

It is like a supreme god, with a natural arrogance that looks down on the world.

The same is true for the rest of the people, arrogant to the core, especially when they look at Ling Xian and the others, they are like true gods, showing a bit of looking down.

This made Ling Xian frown, slightly unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

"Sure enough, it's the family of the emperor..." The man in blood squinted his eyes.

"How do you know?" Ling Xian was suspicious.

"Apart from the family of the God Emperor, who else can be so arrogant? This kind of natural looking down is really disgusting." The man in blood snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head, then stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know, which one lowered the auspicious clouds?"

"It's me." The leading old man on the left said with a light smile, "No need to say thank you for your effort."

"I will keep this kindness in my heart, and I will try my best if others need it."

Ling Xian's expression was solemn, and his words were sonorous and powerful. It was obvious that he came from the bottom of his heart.

However, his heartfelt promise made everyone shake their heads and laugh.

One of the handsome men even sneered: "Is there any need for you?"

Hearing this, the man in blood sank, but was stopped by Ling Xian.

"This is a favor, maybe I can't help it, but I have to pay it back." Ling Xian said lightly.

"It's better to take care of yourself first, tsk tsk, I feel ashamed for you to be beaten like this." The handsome man tsk tsk smiled.

"What do you know?!" The man in blood was angry, and wanted to explain the process.

He believed that these people would be shocked when they knew that Ling Xian had insisted on five moves when he was two small realms lower than his opponent.

However, it was stopped by Ling Xian.

Saying this may make the man dare not speak and ridicule, but it will deepen the contradiction. What is needed right now is peace.

Therefore, he waved his hand to stop the man and said nothing.

"Qin Che, be honest with me." The old man on the left spoke, the volume was not high, but he was full of doubts.

"Humph." Qin Che snorted coldly, although he was unwilling, he did not dare to go against the old man's words.

"My name is Qin Wuya, and I come from the Emperor Qin's family." The old man smiled, turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and said, "As ordered by the patriarch, reinforce the coalition."

"The Emperor Qin's family..." Ling Xian muttered to himself, thinking of the legendary Emperor Tongtian.

The invincible emperor was surnamed Qin.

"I don't know how many other battlefields there are, can there be reinforcements?" Ling Xian asked.

"Naturally, the five great families of the gods and emperors have already taken action to support the five battlefields." Qin Wuya nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

The family of the God Emperor has already participated in the war. With the terrifying strength of these behemoths, at least in the short term, there should be no problem.

"From now on, Qingyunjian will be guarded by me, and you can rest in peace." Qin Wuya smiled.

"Then I'll ask fellow Daoists." Ling Xian cupped his hands and smiled, feeling a lot more relaxed.

"What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy of being called the third uncle and Taoist friend?" Qin Che sneered, clearly showing disdain.

This made everyone present frown.

This statement is a bit too much. Although Qin Wuya is a strong man at the peak of Ming Dao, as long as he does not break through to the eighth realm, any seventh realm cultivator is qualified to be called a friend.

Therefore, the man in blood and everyone were angry.