Cultivation of Immortality

The eight guards glanced at each other and flew over there with Lang Xing. With their strength, they should be able to protect the little monk. The Qianjie Sect group would never do anything to kill the little monk. Attack the law-enforcement guards and the Yuanyi clan warriors.

"Let me go." Langxing glanced sharply at the law enforcement guard holding his arm.

The law-enforcing guard was startled and involuntarily let go of his hand. When the other party looked over, he felt an undue pressure. That was the magic power that only a great monk could possess.

Seeing that the law enforcement guard actually let go of Lang Xing, the other seven people nervously gathered around Lang Xing.

In this way, a gloomy-looking young monk from Qianxu Palace came to the battlefield of the confrontation, protected by eight mid-stage Nascent Soul monks. The group of Yuanyi tribe warriors who were watching from a distance came over and joined the guard array.

Some people from Qianjie Sect showed disdain on their faces. They didn't take this power very seriously, but everyone including them had to look at this little monk curiously. After all, this little monk His appearance was so strange. He was actually escorted by Yuan Yi clan warriors and law enforcement guards. This kind of thing was rare.

Langxing did not fly directly to the camp of Xianlinyuan, but stopped five thousand feet away from the battlefield. He knew that those around him would not let him get too close to the battlefield, and he had to take these people with him. Being too close can easily lead to a sudden outbreak of war.

"Lang Xing!" Huaying hurried over with a look of surprise but an obviously unnatural look on her face.

Lang Xing had already seen that she was standing with Zhe Feng, and at this moment Zhe Feng was looking towards them with an angry look on his face. .??.

"Where is Senior Brother Wen Danzi?" Lang Xing nodded with gentle eyes to the painting flying in front of him, and asked about Senior Brother Wen Danzi first. He did not see the figure of Wen Danzi. Compared with this With a war about to break out, he was more concerned about Danzi's safety.

"I don't know. There has been no news about him. He probably didn't come here." Huaying glanced at the people guarding Lang Xing, said "I am his senior sister", and then stood next to Lang Xing without hesitation Xingxing took on the responsibility of protecting his junior brother.

"What's the reason for the fight?" Lang Xing looked at the two sides confronting each other and asked. This was the first time he saw so many disciples of the Xianlin Academy. Only a few of them had met before, and all of them were do not know.

Huaying said with his spiritual thoughts, "What's the reason why I still use it? I haven't stopped since the first time I met here. The more I hit, the more fierce I was. Guangpu couldn't stop me for a long time. Now both sides are red-eyed. This We're going to fight to the death. Why are you surrounded by these people?"

"I'll tell you more about it later." Lang Xing frowned and looked at the Qianjie Sect camp. These people all have extraordinary bearings, no worse than those at Xianlin Academy. Logically speaking, such two groups of outstanding people will not be easy. They risked their lives to fight each other. They had no chance to meet in this formation. It was the invasion of monsters that brought them together in Yuanyi State. Due to the influence of the feud, the constant petty quarrels finally turned into something involving the division. Once the decisive battle for dignity reaches this point, no one can stay away.

In the past, Lang Xing would have been like some of the people here.

Coerced by everyone, he joined the battle group with hatred and the pride of fighting for his master, but now what he wants is to stop this war, because after these years of growth, he has been able to stand in a higher position Looking at this matter, if this battle breaks out, both sides will lose. This is contrary to the original intention of the master to send these people to Yuanyi State to take refuge. Qianxu Palace is still pointing these people to revitalize the master's sect. , he is the closed disciple of the Immortal Master, and he needs to shoulder his responsibilities at this time.

Just when he was anxious and couldn't think of any good way to end this war, someone from the Qianjie Sect camp said arrogantly, "Get out of here in the pill-forming stage. Relying on the Law Guards to protect you is really enough to give you a face in the Xu Palace." of."

Someone immediately laughed and said, "Qianxu Palace was probably destroyed by monsters this time. From now on, they can only rely on the Heavenly Law Alliance and become the Heavenly Law Alliance's dogs."

"You two, come out!" Zhe Feng, who was burning with jealousy, directed his anger at these two people and flew to the front of the formation. However, he was still furious. The two people who were staring at each other shouted angrily again. A voice said, "Get away from me when you are in the elixir formation stage!"

Huaying bit her lips tightly and was so anxious that she almost cried. She knew that Zhe Feng was so angry that he flew to find Lang Xing. She wanted to go over and help Zhe Feng, but she was afraid that Lang Xing would be angry if she did that. , she was in a terrible embarrassment.

At this moment, the Qianjie Sect disciple who was the first to tell Danjie Qi to go away flew out of the battle, and said contemptuously to Zhe Feng, "How dare you challenge two people? If you can last twenty breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide immediately." In front of everyone!”

Zhe Feng was in no mood to speak at this moment, his chest was rising and falling violently, and a purple-red spiritual flame burst out behind him that was a hundred feet long and more than thirty feet high. This aura was quite terrifying, and the Qianjie Sect disciple couldn't help but tremble slightly. He narrowed his eyes, but then his contempt appeared again.

"If you can last two breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide in front of everyone."

While everyone held their breaths and nervously watched the upcoming duel between the two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks, the only Dan-Jie monk in the audience spoke. This is fighting spirit. When people say twenty breaths, he says two breaths. And he still had a serious expression on his face, which was too arrogant.

"Get away!" This angry curse did not come from the Qianjie Sect camp, but from Zhe Feng. His anger was not directed at Lang Xing, but mostly at Huaying.

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the Qianjie Sect. Before they could take action, Qianxu Palace was in civil turmoil, and they felt that Zhe Feng's roar and scolding was very pleasant, even more pleasant than their own scolding. This mouthful The young monk who makes arrogant remarks is so hateful.

"If you can hold on for two breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide in front of everyone." Lang Xing stared at the Qianjie Sect disciple with a cold light in his eyes and said that sentence again in a straight and clear tone, as if he didn't listen at all. Not even Zhe Feng's scolding could he see the mocking expressions of the Qianjie Sect people.

"If you are in a hurry and want to die, come here." The Qianjie Sect disciple became a little angry at the other party's eyes. He pointed at the position in front of him and said viciously to Lang Xing.

"Come! Come! Come! Come on! Come on!!" Zhe Feng's expression looked even more ferocious than that of the disciple of Qianjie Sect. He suddenly understood, what would he do if he could let this kid die at the opponent's hands? Why not? So after he finished speaking, he retreated to the camp. The eight guards glanced at each other and flew over there with Lang Xing. With their strength, they should be able to protect the little monk. The Qianjie Sect group would never do anything to kill the little monk. Attack the law-enforcement guards and the Yuanyi clan warriors.

"Let me go." Langxing glanced sharply at the law enforcement guard holding his arm.

The law-enforcing guard was startled and involuntarily let go of his hand. When the other party looked over, he felt an undue pressure. That was the magic power that only a great monk could have.

Seeing that the law enforcement guard actually let go of Lang Xing, the other seven people nervously gathered around Lang Xing.

In this way, a gloomy-looking young monk from Qianxu Palace came to the battlefield of the confrontation, protected by eight mid-stage Nascent Soul monks. The group of Yuanyi tribe warriors who were watching from a distance came over and joined the guard array.

Some people from Qianjie Sect showed disdain on their faces. They didn't take this power very seriously, but everyone including them had to look at this little monk curiously. After all, this little monk His appearance was so strange. He was actually escorted by Yuan Yi clan warriors and law enforcement guards. This kind of thing was rare.

Langxing did not fly directly to the camp of Xianlinyuan, but stopped five thousand feet away from the battlefield. He knew that those around him would not let him get too close to the battlefield, and he had to take these people with him. Being too close can easily lead to a sudden outbreak of war.

"Lang Xing!" Huaying hurried over with a look of surprise but an obviously unnatural look on her face. .??.

Lang Xing had already seen that she was standing with Zhe Feng, and at this moment Zhe Feng was looking towards them with an angry look on his face.

"Where is Senior Brother Wen Danzi?" Lang Xing nodded with gentle eyes to the painting flying in front of him, and asked about Senior Brother Wen Danzi first. He did not see the figure of Wen Danzi. Compared with this With a war about to break out, he was more concerned about Danzi's safety.

"I don't know. There has been no news about him. He probably didn't come here." Huaying glanced at the people guarding Lang Xing, said "I am his senior sister", and then stood next to Lang Xing without hesitation Xingxing took on the responsibility of protecting his junior brother.

"What's the reason for the fight?" Lang Xing looked at the two sides confronting each other and asked. This was the first time he saw so many disciples of the Xianlin Academy. Only a few of them had met before, and all of them were do not know.

Huaying said with his spiritual thoughts, "What's the reason why I still use it? I haven't stopped since the first time I met here. The more I hit, the more fierce I was. Guangpu couldn't stop me for a long time. Now both sides are red-eyed. This We're going to fight to the death. Why are you surrounded by these people?"

"I'll tell you more about it later." Lang Xing frowned and looked at the Qianjie Sect camp. These people all have extraordinary bearings, no worse than those at Xianlin Academy. Logically speaking, such two groups of outstanding people will not be easy. They risked their lives to fight each other. They had no chance to meet in this formation. It was the invasion of monsters that brought them together in Yuanyi State. Due to the influence of the feud, the constant petty quarrels finally turned into something involving the division. Once the decisive battle for dignity reaches this point, no one can stay away.

In the past, Lang Xing would have been like some of the people here.

Coerced by everyone, he joined the battle group with hatred and the pride of fighting for his master, but now what he wants is to stop this war, because after these years of growth, he has been able to stand in a higher position Looking at this matter, if this battle breaks out, both sides will lose. This is contrary to the original intention of the master to send these people to Yuanyi State to take refuge. Qianxu Palace is still pointing these people to revitalize the master's sect. , he is the closed disciple of the Immortal Master, and he needs to shoulder his responsibilities at this time.

Just when he was anxious and couldn't think of any good way to end this war, someone from the Qianjie Sect camp said arrogantly, "Get out of here in the pill-forming stage. Relying on the Law Guards to protect you is really enough to give you a face in the Xu Palace." of."

Someone immediately laughed and said, "Qianxu Palace was probably destroyed by monsters this time. From now on, they can only rely on the Heavenly Law Alliance and become the Heavenly Law Alliance's dogs."

"You two, come out!" Zhe Feng, who was burning with jealousy, directed his anger at these two people and flew to the front of the formation. However, he was still furious. The two people who were staring at each other shouted angrily again. A voice said, "Get away from me when you are in the elixir formation stage!"

Huaying bit her lips tightly and was so anxious that she almost cried. She knew that Zhe Feng was so angry that he flew to find Lang Xing. She wanted to go over and help Zhe Feng, but she was afraid that Lang Xing would be angry if she did that. , she was in a terrible embarrassment.

At this moment, the Qianjie Sect disciple who was the first to tell Danjie Qi to go away flew out of the battle, and said contemptuously to Zhe Feng, "How dare you challenge two people? If you can last twenty breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide immediately." In front of everyone!”

Zhe Feng was in no mood to speak at this moment, his chest was rising and falling violently, and a purple-red spiritual flame burst out behind him that was a hundred feet long and more than thirty feet high. This momentum was quite terrifying, and the Qianjie Sect disciple couldn't help but tremble slightly. He narrowed his eyes, but then his contempt appeared again.

"If you can last two breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide in front of everyone."

While everyone held their breaths and nervously watched the upcoming duel between the two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks, the only Dan-Jie monk in the audience spoke. This is fighting spirit. When people say twenty breaths, he says two breaths. And he still had a serious expression on his face, which was too arrogant.

"Get away!" This angry curse did not come from the Qianjie Sect camp, but from Zhe Feng. His anger was not directed at Lang Xing, but mostly at Huaying.

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the Qianjie Sect. Before they could take action, Qianxu Palace was in civil turmoil, and they felt that Zhe Feng's roar and scolding was very pleasant, even more pleasant than their own scolding. This mouthful The young monk who makes arrogant remarks is so hateful.

"If you can hold on for two breaths under my hand, I will commit suicide in front of everyone." Lang Xing stared at the Qianjie Sect disciple with a cold light in his eyes and said that sentence again in a straight and clear tone, as if he didn't listen at all. Not even Zhe Feng's scolding could he see the mocking expressions of the Qianjie Sect people.

"If you are in a hurry and want to die, come here." The Qianjie Sect disciple became a little angry at the other party's eyes. He pointed at the position in front of him and said viciously to Lang Xing.

"Come! Come! Come! Come on! Come on!!" Zhe Feng's expression looked even more ferocious than that of the disciple of Qianjie Sect. He suddenly understood, what would he do if he could let this kid die at the opponent's hands? Why not? So after he finished speaking, he retreated to the camp.