Chapter 2270 Shocking Holy Palace

On the top of Zhentian Peak, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, and he danced lightly. Little Ω┡ said

Although the Immortal Prison Formation can trap a tall woman for half a year, it is not a long-term solution after all. There is bound to be a battle between him and the tall woman.

And it is destined that only one person will survive.

"No matter what, she cannot be allowed to leave alive."

Ling Xian frowned, although he didn't fight against the tall woman, he was sure that this woman was the only enemy he had ever seen in his life.

Even he is not sure of victory.

"In the inevitable battle, either she will die or I will die." Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, and a cold light loomed.

After that, he stopped thinking about it and practiced quietly.

Time passed bit by bit. Three months later, Meng Changhe landed and said with a smile, "Sir, it's time for us to leave."

Hearing this, Ling Xian opened his star pupils and stood up.

As he got up, the world-shaking power swept across the world, even Meng Changhe was terrified.

"I haven't seen you in three months. Mister's strength has improved again." Meng Changhe admired him, feeling a little more confident.

"It's just a little more refined."

Ling Xian sighed softly, when he reached the Holy Realm, his cultivation became more and more difficult. He had practiced hard for more than three years, but he had only improved a little bit.

If there is no chance, it will be too difficult to break through to the middle stage of the Holy Realm.

"With Mr.'s astonishing talent, he will definitely be able to step into the realm of the Supreme, and even become a close-knit person." Meng Changhe laughed.

"hope so."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, given him enough time, he would definitely be able to cultivate to the peak of the Saint Realm, but what he lacked most was time.

Not to mention the invincible ancestor who was suppressed by the Five Elements Sealing Demon, just talking about tall women is a big trouble.

"Let's go, first solve the troubles of your Immortal Talisman Sect." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Sir, please follow me." Meng Changhe said softly, and then flew towards the southeast.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

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Jingsheng Palace is one of the eight major sects of Kunlun Star, and it is recognized as the strongest force in the world.

This sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are so many masters. There are only three of them in the holy realm.

One of them is still a great power in the late stage of the Holy Realm, only one step away from the Supreme.

At this moment, Ling Xian and Meng Changhe arrived at Jingsheng Palace.

Looking at the majestic palace, Meng Changhe was filled with emotion: "For tens of thousands of years, Jingsheng Palace has always been glorious and prosperous, unlike my Immortal Fuzong, which used to be brilliant, but now it is in decline."

"The decline is only temporary. I believe that one day, the Immortal Talisman Sect will regain its former glory." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"If sir is willing to help, my Immortal Talisman Sect will surely rise!" Meng Changhe's eyes showed hope.

Ling Xian is not only a strong person in the Saint Realm, but also a great master of Talisman Dao. If he does his best, then whether it is strength or Dao Talisman, the Immortal Talisman Sect will be able to reach a new level.

"What I can do is limited. Instead of begging me, it's better to take good care of Yunmeng."

"This girl is more extraordinary than you think. Grandmaster is only her starting point, and great master is not her end."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, if looking at the current world, who is most likely to rival Fifth Fentian, it's not him, but Lu Yunmeng.

She is the legendary body of close talisman, the most hopeful to be comparable, even the fifth burning sky!

"None of the great masters is her end point?" Meng Changhe's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Ling Xian to give Lu Yunmeng such a high evaluation.

"Believe me, what Yunmeng can repay you is definitely beyond your imagination." Ling Xian smiled slightly, without any exaggeration.

"I see."

Meng Changhe nodded solemnly, and said: "There are saintesses in those sects, their status is second only to the Supreme Elder and the head teacher. From now on, Yunmeng will be the saintess of my Immortal Talisman Sect."

"Very good, but remember, I don't want Yunmeng to have another master."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. If Lu Yunmeng voluntarily worshiped others as his teacher, he would not say anything, but if someone forced him, then don't blame him.

"Don't worry, sir, who would dare to rob your apprentice?"

Meng Changhe smiled wryly. He still remembers the scene of Ling Xian easily suppressing the three saint-level powerhouses. Even if he had the guts of a bear, he would not dare to compete with Ling Xian for his apprentice!

"Old man Meng, long time no see."

Plain words sounded, and an old man in gray walked out of the void, swallowing mountains and rivers, trembling in shock.

This made Meng Changhe's expression condense, and he said to Ling Xian in a low voice: "There are two late-stage monks in the eight sects, one is the Supreme Elder of Jingsheng Palace, and the other is him."

"I see."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and the gray-clothed old man did not restrain his aura. He could naturally see that this person was a strong person in the late stage of the Holy Realm.

"When you see an old friend, don't you even say hello?" The gray-clothed old man glanced at Meng Changhe.

"Hmph, I'm not friends with you." Meng Changhe snorted coldly, apparently not having a good relationship with the old man in gray.

"Tsk tsk, you and I grew up together as brothers in the same school, aren't we even considered friends now?" The gray-clothed old man made a sad look.

"From the moment you betrayed the Immortal Talisman Sect, you and I are no longer brothers from the same sect." Meng Changhe sneered.

"Back then, your cultivation base was higher than mine, do you know why I am far better than you now?"

The gray-clothed old man laughed jokingly, and said, "It's because I abandoned the dark for the bright, but you stuck to a declining sect and refused to leave."

"I'm not as aware of current affairs as you are." Meng Changhe sneered.

"If I remember correctly, the Immortal Talisman Sect has been at the bottom nine times in a row. If you are at the bottom today, the Immortal Talisman Sect's status will be lost."

The gray-clothed old man smiled playfully and said, "If you beg me, I can help you."

"If you don't, don't worry about it. This time, my Immortal Talisman Sect will not be at the bottom again." Meng Changhe glanced at the old man in gray. He knew Ling Xian's strength very well. Even if he couldn't rank among the top three, he wouldn't be at the bottom. .

"Your strength hasn't improved at all, and you dare to say that you won't be at the bottom again?" The old man in gray sneered.

"It's true that I'm not diligent, but who told you that I'm the one who fought this time?"

Meng Changhe laughed, turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and said, "Let me introduce you, this is the Supreme Elder of my Immortal Fu Sect. This time, he will fight."

Hearing this, the gray-clothed old man frowned slightly, his eyes glistened with divine light as he probed Ling Xian's cultivation.

Unfortunately, can not see.

Ling Xian's method of restraining breath is a flawless divine formation that covers the sky, and only the Supreme can see it when he is dedicated to hiding it.

"If you want to know my cultivation level, just put it bluntly, there is no need to investigate." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and dispersed the Heaven-shrouding Divine Formation.

"At the beginning of entering the Holy Realm..."

The old man in gray was startled, then shook his head and laughed: "I thought you invited a strong man, but I didn't expect that it was just a monk like you."

Hearing this, Meng Changhe smiled.

He really wanted to be like Ling Xian, but unfortunately, he didn't have the qualifications to be compared with Ling Xian at all.

It is not an exaggeration to say that with Ling Xian's strength, he is enough to sweep all the early ninth-level cultivators of the eight major sects. Even in the middle stage, he may not be his opponent.

"What are you laughing at?" The old man in gray frowned.

"I laugh at you for being blind." Meng Changhe sneered, wanting to reveal Ling Xian's strength.

However, Ling Xian stopped him.

He said lightly: "Leave some suspense, so as not to be targeted."