Volume Reading 1073

Otherwise, Xu Pan died, and she chose the task of returning to the Immortal Sect three times, and she did not show any hostility to the Taixuan Dao Sect. No matter how you look at it, there is no risk.

As for the difference between Task 1 and Task 2, it is easy to understand.

Changdi Ji is not there, Xu Pan will move his hand without any scruples.

But if Changdi Ji was there, Xu Pan would have concerns in his heart. Although he still hated her, he couldn't kill her in front of Changdi Ji.

"If I'm not mistaken, he actually cares about you. The seemingly heartless words he said before are all lies."

Bai Lian held Chang Di Ji's hand instead.

The basis for her analysis came from the mission, so she couldn't explain it to Changdiji in detail.

However, such a small gesture still made Chang Diji's body no longer tremble.

She turned to Bai Lian and squeezed an unnatural smile on her slightly pale face.

"Emperor Bai Lian, who do you think will win?"

At this moment, the Qingxuan Sword Sect who had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke up.

Bai Lian said without hesitation, "Xu Pan."

Qingxuan Jianzong nodded and stopped talking.

He looked at Xu Pan walking from a distance, his eyes flickering.

As Xu Pan officially stepped into the formation arranged by Taixuan Daomen, the already chilling air became more and more dignified.

Everyone, including Bai Lian, held their breath.

Not the same.

In the past, Xu Pan was handsome and handsome, with the appearance of a great emperor.

But today, he has withered white hair.

This white hair added a bit of coldness to him, but it also made his figure illusory.

He went step by step.

Each step was only three feet wide, but when it landed, it appeared miles away.

opposite.

The old man Hefa, who had been standing on the top of Damang Mountain with his sword, suddenly opened his eyes.

The sharp rays of determination shot through the heavy clouds, and in the stirring, the sky started to snow again.

It's snowing this time.

"You came."

Daoist Lingxian slowly got up.

He was pale and thin, but he stood up straight.

He is not a sword, but he is more like a sword than a sword.

This reminded Bai Lian of Qianjian City.

If the sect that Daoist Lingxian worshipped was Qianjian City, would things develop for the better?

Just like the path of Gongliangshu's life.

Gongliangshu in Qianjiancheng is the big boss in the middle and late game, paranoid and tyrannical, killing people without blinking an eye.

Gong Liangshu, who met Zhao Haiya, now has the name of a white sage. He is self-cultivating and hospitable.

Daoist Lingxian's thick voice pulled Bai Lian back from his wild thoughts.

"I thought you wouldn't dare to come."

Xu Pan stopped ten feet away from the Taoist Master Lingxian.

He was not in a hurry to answer Daoist Lingxian first, but looked at every grass and tree in Damang Mountain with interest.

After a long time, he suddenly said: "This is the first time I have come to Damang Mountain. I have only seen Damang Mountain in my dreams before."

Daoist Lingxian laughed: "Then you must like it very much. The scenery here is pleasant, and it is indeed suitable for long-term living."

Xu Pan smiled and nodded: "Old Daoist said well, I have already chosen a land for the old Daoist."

While speaking, countless flying stones leaped and encircled a clearing somewhere in Damang Mountain.

Daoist Lingxian withdrew his smile and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Xu Pan, it seems that you are indeed here for the first time, and you even made a mistake about where your ancestors were buried, and walking three feet to the left is where he died. "

Xu Pan said: "The old Taoist is joking. As a younger generation, I dare not disturb the ancestors' residence. I see that the ancestors lived there lonely, and I want to send the old Taoist to be neighbors with the ancestors."

clang clang-

The voice fell, and thousands of lights lit up on the edge of the great formation.

"Bai Lian."

Changdi Ji put a sticker on Bai Lian's body.

Bai Lian comforted: "Don't worry, your brother is not a brainless person."

Then Xu Pan's hearty laughter sounded.

"After so many years, the old Daoist is still the same, and he has not improved at all."

Daoist Lingxian responded with a big laugh: "Your ancestors are not as good as me, and it's enough to deal with you!"

Xu Pan is no longer entangled with the Taoist Master Lingxian.

A golden light like water waves swayed around his body.

The light exuded a warm warmth.

There seems to be a world like heaven hidden behind the light!

Xu Pan's body slowly rose.

He spoke.

His voice was indistinct, as if it came from all directions, which made him look like a god on the high!

"Lingxian, you have lived for more than 4,000 years, and you have lived long enough. Today, I will deprive you of everything here!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Daoist Lingxian snorted angrily.

Deep purple flames hit Xu Pan like a tide.

With a shout, the snow-capped Damang Mountain instantly turned into a magical purple jungle.

area!

This is the spiritual field of the spiritual constitution.

It gathers the accumulation of thousands of years and the essence of tens of thousands of years of Taixuan Daomen.

This is not an ordinary domain, this is a sea of ​​Taoism and laws.

The concept of time and space has been lost where the Lingxian domain is shrouded. Lingxian Daoist is the ruler here, and he can manipulate everything in the domain at will.

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But this is nothing new to Xu Pan.

He has always had firm goals, and he has never known who his opponents are.

From the day he ascended the throne of Heluo Kingdom, he has been preparing for today.

He is afraid of the realm of Lingxian Daoist, so he constantly uses forbidden methods to meditate, so that he accompanies that terrifying realm in nightmares every night.

Finally, one day, he can face the realm of spirit constitution.

He can't handle the spirit