Chapter 1789 Fulfillment

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"With this little strength, you dare to call yourself a proud son of the sky, don't you feel ashamed?"

Ling Xian lifted the black-clothed man up, her starry eyes deep and calm. ?????? ???

This made a few dog legs stunned, and at the same time they felt unbelievable, they also felt cold all over.

It's really amazing, and it's too terrifying. The eighth-level powerhouse, who is famous for moving the party, can't even stop Ling Xian's move. How can they not let them feel cold all over?

"Damn!"

The man in black was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

However, he had nothing to say.

The facts are in front of him, what kind of heaven's arrogant is he who was suppressed by Ling Xian's one move?

"If you are Tianjiao, then what am I? Are there any words that can describe me?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the man in black flew out a hundred meters away like a kite with a broken string.

boom!

The bones cracked, blood splattered, the man in black was weak, and the whole person was about to fall apart.

This made the dog legs swallow a mouthful of saliva, looking at Ling Xian's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.

Too strong, waved to suppress the eighth realm powerhouse, it is simply easier than drinking water!

"Cough, I remember you..."

The man in black coughed two mouthfuls of blood, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"Dare to threaten me?"

Ling Xian glanced at the man in black lightly and said, "Are you sure you can escape, or do you think I dare not kill you?"

Hearing this, the man in black shuddered, and fear filled his eyes.

A few doglegs were trembling with fear.

"Accept your sense of superiority,

Even if your background is sky-high and I want to kill you, I will not hesitate. "

Ling Xian spoke lightly, even if he killed Yu Juechen, why would he care about the background of the man?

"hateful!"

The man's hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh. One could imagine how strong his hatred was.

However, he dared not reveal it.

Ling Xianyi didn't care about his back, and secondly, he could easily kill him.

Several of his servants didn't even dare to breathe.

Even the master has lost his temper after being beaten by Ling Xian, how dare these bastards dare to be presumptuous?

"Let's go, don't say that today's three counts are over, even if not, I will not give you a face." Ling Xian said lightly.

"let's go!"

The man in black gritted his teeth fiercely, struggled to stand up from the ground, turned around and left.

But before leaving, he took a deep look at Ling Xian, his resentment undisguised.

Ling Xian didn't care about this.

The man is too weak to be attacked, and even if he holds grudges, it is not a threat.

"I didn't expect that your bloody disaster would be resolved by me."

Thinking of the water sleeves of women disguised as men, Ling Xian smiled and shook his head, lamenting the magic of fate.

As soon as the man in black appeared, he could see that this man had the same purpose as Shui Xiu, but his attitude was completely different.

Shui Xiu is excited and eager, but the man has hidden killing intent.

This is enough to show that the disaster of blood light hit by the water sleeves originated from men. If there is no accident, even if Shui Xiu doesn't die, he will be seriously injured.

Unfortunately, the man did not have long eyes, so he had to provoke Ling Xian.

"Fate is the most elusive and changes all the time."

Ling Xian sighed that although he has the unparalleled face-to-face technique of a ghost-seeker, he also has a limited understanding of fate, and it is difficult to seek good luck and avoid evil.

"If you want to control your destiny, only enlightenment is possible."

Sighing with emotion, Ling Xian sorted out the booth and walked towards the small courtyard.

The day calmed down again.

Ling Xian calculated three times a day, and he couldn't be shaken. In addition, he practiced in meditation.

Although with the help of the mysterious power of Fengwang Mountain, he broke through to the mortal realm in one fell swoop, but after all, it is improved by external force and needs to be consolidated.

Therefore, Ling Xian took advantage of this rare leisure time to consolidate her cultivation.

Two months later, he had completely consolidated his cultivation, but it was still a long way from the mid-mortal realm.

Cultivation is not easy, the higher the level, the more difficult it is. When you reach the mortal realm, if you want to improve a small realm, you need to spend a hundred years of hard work.

If you don't want to waste time, you have to find an external force like the mysterious power of Fengwang Mountain.

"It's time to move, otherwise, the bones will rust."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, thinking of leaving Banyue City.

And just as he was about to leave, a shocking news spread throughout the entire Netherworld Continent and also reached his ears.

Similar to Wujiang 6, the Nether 6 is also dominated by the royal family and dominated by the saints. The difference is that the Nether 6 has a sect.

Extreme Magic Sect is one of them, with profound background and powerful strength, not inferior to any royal family.

But three days ago, something happened to this behemoth.

This forbidden area suddenly exploded, and in just a split second, it destroyed the nine peaks in the sect, and the disciples under the sect were killed and injured countless times.

Even the powerhouses of the eighth realm have lost a few.

One can imagine how terrifying the power of the forbidden land to burst.

After that, a mysterious cave appeared in the world, and a vision enveloped the world, shaking the entire Netherworld.

Some people say that this is an ancient cave dwelling with endless treasures and endless opportunities. Some people say that this is the most ferocious place, once you set foot on it, you will die.

But no matter what kind of statement is made, the mystery of this place is beyond doubt, and the existence of mystery can always arouse people's curiosity.

For a time, everyone who asked himself had the ability to go to the Extreme Illusion Sect, and even the people of the Saint Race were not unwilling to be lonely.

In this regard, the Extreme Fantasy Sect is unwilling, but it is helpless.

This matter is too big, and the entire Netherworld Continent is already aware of it. Even if the Extreme Magic Sect has an invincible god in charge, it cannot swallow the mysterious cave.

Therefore, the Extreme Fantasy Sect can only remain silent.

"The disaster of blood light has come true. I hope that the disciples of the Extreme Illusion Sect will be fine."

Thinking of the woman and others who had encountered the illusion, Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes. She did not expect that the disaster of blood light would be fulfilled on the forbidden ground of the Extreme Illusion Sect.

"The Extreme Magic Sect is not inferior to the royal family, and the nine peaks in the door are even more rare treasures. They were destroyed in an instant. This place is very scary."

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, thinking about it.

"It happens that I don't have a place to go, so let's go to the Extreme Magic Sect and have a look."

Ling Xian raised her brows and left Banyue City, leaving only the legend of Banxian, which became an indelible mark on the people of this city.

…

The Extreme Magic Sect, located in the east of Banyue City, is as strong as a forest, not inferior to any royal family.

In addition to its tyrannical strength, the background of this sect is also praised by people.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Extreme Fantasy Sect is definitely one of the oldest forces in the Netherworld Continent. Even the Youzu, which sits above the Nine Heavens, is not comparable in this regard.

Therefore, the history of this sect, known by the world as the exhibition history of Netherworld 6, is a very mysterious sect.

At this moment, Ling Xian came to the Extreme Magic Sect.

Due to the collapse of the nine peaks in the door, the extreme fantasy sect at this moment can be described as a ruin, and it looks quite miserable.

However, everyone knows that reconstruction is only a matter of time. As long as the ancestor of the gods does not die, the Extreme Illusion Sect cannot be destroyed.

"Is that the mysterious cave..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at the portal that released nine colors of divine light, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

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