Chapter 2271

Hearing what Ling Xian said, Meng Changhe realized that he almost did something stupid. ┡ Fiction Δ

Although Ling Xian is extremely powerful, it can be said that he can sweep the same level, but he is not invincible. If someone targets him, the result will be unpredictable.

At that moment, Meng Changhe hastily shut up and said no more.

"interesting."

The old man in gray took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "I don't remember when the Xianfu Sect had an extra elder."

"Joined not long ago."

Ling Xian said lightly, he couldn't be said to be the guest minister of the Immortal Talisman Sect, because of the sorting battle, the guest guest was not allowed to make a move.

"Boy, are you sure you want to help the Immortal Talisman Sect?"

The old man in gray gave Ling Xian a cold look, and said, "To tell you the truth, the seven major sects are already discussing how to divide up the land and resources of the Immortal Talisman Sect. If you help the Immortal Talisman Sect, you are making enemies of the seven major sects."

Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled lightly and said nothing.

If it was the seven royal families of the demon star, he might hesitate for a while, but the seven major sects of the Kunlun star really don't have such deterrent power.

"It seems that you are determined to be the enemy of the seven major sects." The gray-clothed old man's expression darkened.

"Your threats don't scare me."

Ling Xian glanced at the gray-clothed old man lightly. So far, too many people have threatened him, but no one can make him retreat.

"You have to think clearly, I have plenty of ways to prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow." The gray-clothed old man speculated.

"Don't go too far!" Meng Changhe was angry, worried that Ling Xian would be shaken by this.

"Don't bother with him."

Ling Xian waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Don't worry, I am a person who keeps my promises. If I promise you, I will do my best."

"Thank you, sir." Meng Changhe expressed gratitude and admiration in his heart.

Not everyone can ignore the threat of the gray-clothed old man. After all, this person is a monk in the late stage of the Holy Realm, and he is only one step away from the Supreme.

and,

This person also moved out of the seven major sects.

Under such circumstances, Ling Xian can remain indifferent, which shows his strength of character.

"It's almost time, let's go in." Ling Xian smiled lightly, looking at the Shocking Palace like a giant beast crawling in the distance, his eyes were calm, and the ancient well was calm.

If the strongest of the seven sects is really what Meng Changhe said, then he will never be the bottom.

"Sir, please follow me." Meng Changhe glanced at the gray-clothed old man proudly, then walked into Jingsheng Palace with big strides.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

In the next moment, the scene in front of him changed, it was no longer a magnificent palace, but a gray space.

In mid-air, there were eight mahogany chairs suspended, six of which had people sitting on them.

There are men and women, old and young, without exception, they are all as thick as a mountain, and they are full of anger.

In particular, a red old man is like an ancient beast, making people daunting.

"If I remember correctly, the Immortal Talisman Sect has been at the bottom nine times in a row."

"You remember correctly, after today, the Immortal Talisman Sect will be replaced by a new sect."

"Haha, maybe, friend Daoist Meng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds."

As soon as they saw Meng Changhe, the six of them opened their mouths one after another, all showing a bit of joking.

This made Meng Changhe look gloomy, but he had nothing to refute.

It is a fact that Xianfuzong has been at the bottom nine times in a row, and his strength has not improved at all. If there is no Ling Xian, he will still be at the bottom.

"Don't bother with them, trust me, this time, Xianfuzong will not be at the bottom." Ling Xian smiled lightly, not worried at all.

The cultivation base and foundation of these six people are all the same as what Meng Changhe said, that is to say, he will definitely not be at the bottom.

If he knows the truth, even if he is ranked first, it is not impossible.

"I believe sir." Meng Changhe smiled.

"Friend Daoist Meng, I only prepared eight chairs, but you brought one person here." The red old man said indifferently.

"He is the Supreme Elder of my Immortal Talisman Sect. This time, he will represent my Immortal Talisman Sect." Meng Changhe smiled and said, "Sir, please take a seat. I'll just stand."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was not polite, and sat on the mahogany chair.

"Where did this person come from? I haven't heard that there is a second monk in the Immortal Talisman Sect."

"It's okay, even if you change people, it won't change the ending."

"That's right, this person is only a monk at the beginning of the Holy Realm, how big a storm can he cause?"

Everyone spoke up one after another, not taking Ling Xian seriously.

However, the old man Hong's expression froze, obviously seeing Ling Xian's extraordinaryness.

At this moment, the gray-clothed old man entered the cave, first gave Ling Xian a cold look, and then sat down on the last chair.

Seeing this, Ling Xian said calmly: "Everyone is here, let's start."

"The rules are the same as in previous years. The person who ranked last will challenge until he is defeated."

"After that, the seventh-ranked person will challenge, and so on."

The old man in red looked indifferent, and said: "I understand now."

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly.

"Then I announce that the ranking battle of the eight major sects will officially begin."

The old man in red took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said, "Unknown fellow Taoist, please."

"Okay." Ling Xian smiled lightly. In the last sorting battle, Meng Changhe was ranked last, so naturally he was the first to challenge.

At that moment, he looked around the audience and said, "Who was the person who ranked seventh last time?"

"It's me." An old man in black stood up with a majestic momentum.

However, Ling Xian couldn't be moved.

Although this person's cultivation base is the same as his, but the foundation is too different, he can suppress this person with a single blow.

"Aren't you going to get up?" The old man in black glanced at Ling Xian, swallowing his anger and shaking the world.

"Let's get started." Ling Xian smiled faintly. It was easy for him to suppress the old man in black, and there was no need to get up.

"good very good."

"Since your Excellency is so supportive, don't blame me for being rude." The old man in black raised his hand and punched, and all the beasts roared.

boom!

The phantoms of ten thousand beasts manifested, and the power of shocking heaven swept across, shaking the entire cave.

Facing the ferocious supernatural powers of the old man in black, Ling Xian pointed out that there was neither aura nor power.

However, all the animal shadows were shattered under this finger, and the old man in black also coughed up blood.

This scene shocked everyone present, except for Meng Changhe and the old man in red, no one thought that Ling Xian defeated the old man in black with just one finger.

"I'm defeated, I can't even block a finger." The old man in black looked dull, and he didn't look at Ling Xian with contempt.

The same goes for the rest.

Although the old man in black is not a strong person, he is still a monk at the beginning of the Holy Realm, and he can't even hold Ling Xian's finger. How amazing is this?

"Who is the sixth-ranked person?" Ling Xian said lightly. His goal is not to be the first, but it's a rare one. Naturally, he wants to fight a few more times.

"It's me." A burly man stood up, without any nonsense, he raised his hand and shot.

boom!

The void was shattered, and the killing intent soared into the sky. The burly man shot with all his strength, approaching Ling Xian's eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's expression remained calm, without any emotion.

He stretched out two fingers, and easily caught the strong man's sharp gun, and after a little force, the sharp gun broke.

At the same time, blood was bleeding from the corner of the muscular man's mouth, and he retreated seven steps in a row.