Chapter 2275 Goodbye Battle Hall...

Hearing what the old man in red said, Ling Xian's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that Kunlun Star would have a shocking fortune. ┡』ΩNovel＊Ω

Not to mention making the old man in red a supreme being, but just letting him reach the pinnacle of the holy realm, it is hard to find in the world.

Therefore, Ling Xian was tempted.

He took a deep look at the old man in red, and said, "Is this true?"

"There is no doubt about the authenticity, but I can't guarantee that you will definitely reach the pinnacle of the Holy Realm."

The old man Hong looked at Ling Xian seriously, and said, "It's also possible that he broke through the realm of consummation."

"Whatever it is, it's alluring."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, whether reaching the ultimate or breaking the perfection, it is a rare good fortune, he does not want to miss it.

"Looking at Kunlun Star, you are the only one who can fight side by side with me, so I will share the opportunity with you."

The old man Hong said in a deep voice, "I just ask you to help me return to the Wanshengzong."

"I can promise you, but there are two prerequisites."

"One is that the chance you mentioned is true, and the other is that you have become the Supreme."

Ling Xian's star eyes narrowed, he and the Wanshengzong are not going to die together, even if there is no benefit, he should join hands with the old man Hong.

However, the Wansheng sect has a supreme being in charge, if the old man Hong didn't become the supreme, he would just die if he went.

"Don't worry, if I don't become Supreme, I won't return to Wanshengzong."

The old man Hong smiled and said, "As for the chance, I can tell you right now."

"All ears." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"There is a volcano on Kunlun Star. By chance, I went deep into it and discovered a mysterious force."

The red old man's eyes were fiery, and he said: "Just getting close, my cultivation has shown signs of improvement. If I can refine it, I will definitely become the supreme."

"Then why don't you refine it?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"Because in addition to the mysterious power, there is also a sleeping fierce beast. I tried it, and when I touched the mysterious power,

The beast will wake up. "

"With my strength, I can't help that beast." The old man Hong was a little embarrassed.

"No wonder you shared it with me." Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, finally understanding why old man Hong was so kind.

"You and I will work together to kill that ferocious beast. Then, the mysterious power will be ours." A trace of expectation flashed in the red old man's eyes.

The same is true for Ling Xian.

Whether it's breaking through perfection, reaching the extreme state, or breaking through to the middle stage of the holy state, for him, it's an opportunity that he can't miss.

Especially in the case of a life-and-death confrontation with a tall woman, it is extremely important.

"Let's go, if what you said is true, I will do my best to help you." Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, planning to take the opportunity first, and then confront the tall woman.

"Okay." The old man Hong was overjoyed, and with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the barrier that separated everyone's spirits.

"Sir, let's go back to the Immortal Talisman Sect." Meng Changhe said softly. Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions.

"You go back first, I have something to do."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said, "Tell Yunmeng not to worry, I'll go back as soon as I go." "Okay, then I'll go back first, and when Mr. returns, it will be the day when my Immortal Talisman Sect Grand Ceremony will be held." Meng Changhe Smiled, turned and left.

Everyone also left one after another.

"Let's go too." The old man Hong smiled, unable to hide his anticipation.

"I'm afraid we can't leave." Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, feeling two pressures, or two killing intents.

"Why did you say that, Fellow Daoist?" The old man Hong was puzzled, but in the next moment, he understood.

He also felt two terrifying auras, and couldn't help but change his face: "He came to shock the Holy Palace!"

"Familiar breath..." Ling Xian frowned, feeling that one of the breaths was very familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember it.

"Such a sharp spiritual sense, I am two small realms higher than you, but you noticed it first." The old man in red gave Ling Xian a deep look, with a look of surprise flashing.

"Now is not the time to praise me."

"Those two auras are obviously aimed at Jingsheng Palace, and they are not friends but enemies."

Ling Xian's star eyes narrowed, he had stepped into the existence of the immortal soul, and his spiritual sense was naturally keen.

"It's really not You." The old man in red looked gloomy, and the two breaths showed killing intent, how could it be You?

At that moment, he left the cave and looked towards the east.

The same is true for Ling Xian.

After that, he understood why he felt familiar.

Because one of them was the Battle Hall Master who had chased and killed him.

This person is heroic and tall, like a god of war descending from the realm, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance, and looking down on the nine heavens.

Beside him is an old man in Tsing Yi, who is even more powerful. If the Lord of the Battle Hall is a god, then he is the king of gods!

"It really is the enemy."

Ling Xian sighed softly, and said: "This person is the master of the battle hall of Wanshengzong. I don't know the identity of that old man."

"The master of the battle hall?" The red old man's face changed, the masters of the previous battle halls were all strong, and even ranked in the top five of the Wansheng sect at the last time!

"Trouble."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, knowing that the Lord of the Battle Hall came here to eradicate the remnants of Old Man Hong, but he also had enmity with the Wanshengzong, and the Lord of the Battle Hall would never let him go.

"Finally found the remnants of that line."

The master of the battle hall spoke in a cold voice, and when he saw Ling Xian, he immediately showed a look of surprise, but the next moment, the surprise turned into excitement.

"Haha, okay, I didn't expect that the two major enemies of my Wanshengzong would get together, which just saved me a lot of effort."

Hearing this, the old man Hong turned his gaze to Ling Xian and said, "Sorry, I have troubled you."

"It doesn't matter, I will never die with the Wanshengzong, and there will be a battle sooner or later." Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes and said: "Leave the master of the battle hall to me, and the old man can only be dealt with by you."

"Don't worry, although this person is stronger than me, I am not a vegetarian because the Jingsheng Palace has been passed down for thousands of years."

The old man in red sneered, then shifted his gaze to the old man in Tsing Yi, and said, "The Wansheng sect only sent you two, so I'm not afraid that you will explain it to me?"

"You think too highly of yourself."

The old man in Tsing Yi said lightly, "Although you are in the same realm as me, your foundation is too far behind. It is easy to kill you."

"I don't deny this, but don't forget, there is a sect behind me." The old man in red looked cold. After all, Jingsheng Palace has existed for thousands of years, so how could it be without foundation?

"so what?"

The old man in Tsing Yi said calmly, "In the face of absolute strength, all external things are not worth mentioning."

"Arrogance!"

The red old man's face was as sinking as water, between the seals, the mountain protection formation manifested, and many magic weapons flew into the air.

Immediately, a monstrous power spread out, shaking the world and shaking the universe.

"Small tricks."

The expression of the old man in Tsing Yi remained unchanged, and neither did the Master of the Battle Hall.

These two are not ordinary monks, maybe they can't be called unparalleled talents, but they have reached several extremes, so naturally they don't pay attention to those magic weapons.

"Whether it's a trivial skill or a life-threatening thing, you will find out after trying it." The old man Hong sneered.

"If you want to die, I will help you." The old man in Tsing Yi looked indifferent, pointed out, and the mountains and rivers were broken.

At the same time, the master of the battle hall also made a move.