Chapter 1746 Holy Fall

In the banquet room, Ling Xian closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the sunny evening.

The man is dead, and the Fierce Sha tribe is just a mess of sand, and it cannot be Qingwan's opponent.

Therefore, Ling Xian was not worried at all.

After half an hour, Qing Wan returned with a mountain of spiritual things.

The reason why it is said to be a spiritual object, not a treasure, is because it is too ordinary in Lingxian's eyes and has no value at all.

"Master, I have looted all the treasures of the Xiesha tribe." Qing Wan's face was flushed, unable to hide her excitement.

For her, every spiritual item here is a treasure, and she is naturally excited.

"You're doing well, the people of the fierce tribe, what are you going to do?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "If you want to be under your command, I can pass you a kind of restriction, and you can control their life and death with a single thought."

"No, I can't stay in the Wuqing tribe all my life, and they can't be without two hearts. Once I leave, these people will be troublesome."

Qing Wan shook her head. After getting to know Ling Xian, her eyes widened too much. How could she be willing to stay in the Qianshan Jungle?

"makes sense."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, glanced at the mountain of spiritual objects, and said, "With these cultivation resources, it is enough for the Wuqing tribe to give birth to a few fourth-level monks."

"Master, don't you choose some? It doesn't matter if you take all of them." Qing Wan smiled.

"No, leave it to the Wuqing tribe."

Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand. In his eyes, these spirits were worthless, so what was the use?

"Then let's go, the clansmen must be waiting for us." A glimmer of expectation flashed in Qing Wan's beautiful eyes.

"Go back, it's time for me to leave." Ling Xian said softly.

"Leave..." Qing Wan was stunned, her eyes dimmed a bit.

Although she had long expected that Ling Xian would not stay for a long time, when this day came, she still felt uncomfortable.

"Stay longer,

The bones will rust. "Ling Xian smiled lightly, he didn't come for sightseeing and rest, he had business to do.

"Can you...take me?" Qingwan said in a low voice, showing some hope.

"No, follow me, it's too dangerous."

Ling Xian shook her head. Although her tone was light, she was full of doubts.

This made Qingwan's eyes dim, and she whispered: "Then...then take care of you."

"Do not worry."

Ling Xian rubbed Qingwan's little head and smiled lightly: "Let's go, remember to practice hard, next time we meet, if you don't make progress in your cultivation, you will be expelled from the teacher's door."

Saying that, he stood up and left gracefully.

"If you want to expel me from the teacher's door, just dream, I'll depend on you."

Qing Wan made a face, but unfortunately, Ling Xian didn't see it.

After leaving the Xiesha tribe, he went all the way east, walking aimlessly.

For Ling Xian, the foreign land is a completely unfamiliar place, and there are no clear clues to his several purposes.

Therefore, he walked aimlessly, like a traveler whose purpose is to explore the mountains and waters, where he goes.

Gradually, Ling Xian got a general understanding of the customs and customs of the foreign land, and found that it was not much different from his world.

Humans are all the same people, and demons are all the same demons.

Of course, there are also races that Ling Xian has never seen before, mysterious and powerful.

This made him wonder, if there are two universes, why are there so many similarities?

If Ling Xian was not sure that this was a foreign land, he would probably doubt whether he was still in the universe.

"Most races are exactly the same. They should coexist peacefully, so why not die endlessly?"

Ling Xian sighed softly, if the races are different, the invasion is reasonable, but it is obviously from the same source, why should we start a war?

"I don't want to, one day, the fog will completely dissipate."

Ling Xian sighed, no longer bothered about it, and continued to walk aimlessly.

But when he came to a mountain range with white mist, he stopped.

Just because the mountain range is like a dormant ancient beast, releasing an extremely terrifying aura, even if it is as powerful as him, there is a bit of shudder.

Ling Xian had not experienced this feeling for a long time, so his expression became solemn.

Immediately, his eyebrows glowed, and he wanted to find out with his soul.

As a result, it was hit hard.

Like being hit by the Heaven-Opening Divine Hammer, Ling Xian coughed up blood and backed away.

This force is too strong, like the Holy Ancestor's shot, with the ability to push the nine heavens horizontally. However, after Ling Xian was seriously injured, this power was silent, as if it had never appeared.

"What a powerful force, what's in it..."

Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, her heart lingering in fear.

He was sure that if he entered the mountains, he would definitely be destroyed.

"I don't know how high the sky is, can you enter the Holy Fall Mountain?"

A slightly sarcastic voice sounded, and immediately, a sacred chariot emerged, engulfing the world.

Its rhythm circulates, and the sky is full of radiance, just like the car of the ancestors, which is extraordinary.

An evil and charming man leaned lazily on the chariot, four glamorous maids bowed their heads to serve, plus the sacred chariot, the feeling of a big man came to his face.

"Holy Falls..."

Ling Xian ignored this person's sarcasm, and did not care about this person's majesty. His attention was attracted by the three words Shengluoshan.

"If the holy word refers to the holy ancestor, then this mountain... is too scary."

Ling Xian's star eyes narrowed, the holy fall, the holy fall, doesn't it mean that even the ancestors will fall?

"Although it's a bit stupid, it's pretty good to be able to resist a blow from the Holy Fall."

The evil and charming man smiled lightly and said, "Are you interested in being my general?"

"Not interested." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Bold!"

A maid reprimanded and said, "My master invites you personally, how dare you refuse?"

"Yes, being favored by my master is a blessing that you have cultivated in your thousands of lives." Another maid said.

"These two sentences are in line with the status of your maidservants. Only servants will feel that it is an honor to recognize people as masters." Ling Xian glanced at the two women lightly.

"you wanna die!"

The two women's eyebrows were cold, and their aura showed that they were both monks in the early stage of the seventh realm.

You must know that they are male servants, and even the servants have such a cultivation level, one can imagine how masculine the men are.

"interesting."

The evil and charming man smiled and said, "I admire people with arrogance, but I prefer to break arrogance."

"You have no such ability."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, he knew that the man was a strong man in the eighth realm, and he was not an ordinary eighth realm, but he was not a soft persimmon either.

Men can defeat him, but they can't kill him, nor can they catch him.

"If you say that, I want to try it." The evil charming man smiled playfully.

"random."

Ling Xian's expression was still calm, and the appearance of light clouds and wind made the evil man's eyes show coldness.

"Clap clap clap."

A burst of applause suddenly sounded, like admiration, like ridicule.

Immediately, another sacred chariot appeared, the blue dragon hovered, and the real phoenix danced.

On the chariot sat a heroic man. Although he did not have a crown and robe, he was like the emperor and the emperor, who ruled over the nine heavens and ten places.

He glanced at the evil and charming man and said with a smile, "Xie Xuan, long time no see."