Painting of the Nine Immortals

Feeling Lingxian's indifferent gaze, the two felt chills all over, and at the same time, they felt bitter.

As Ling Xian said, with him, they could not break the Wangtu tribe. The only way is to retreat.

Although if they join the men together, they will certainly suppress Lingxian, but don't forget that the Wangtu tribe still has three strong late merging Taoists. Not to mention they are united, the hope of self-protection is very slim.

As a result, the two are naturally bitter.

The same is true of all coalition forces.

All eyes gathered on Ling Xian, with awe, resentment, and helplessness.

In this battle, Ling Xian did not come back by himself, but he was the key point. Without him, the coalition will win, and with him, the coalition will lose the chance.

As a result, everyone was naturally bitter, and they all lamented where such a demon had emerged.

The people of the Wangtu tribe are all grateful and happy.

Originally, they all thought that the tribe would be broken, but they did not expect that they would turn around and escape.

The situation is already very clear. With Lingxian in, the coalition forces cannot win at all. Even if he wants to, he can leave everyone behind.

In this way, the monks of the Wangtu tribe are naturally delighted.

"That's it, I'll wait for it."

The two sighed in unison, expressing softness and retreating.

This caused the men's lungs to explode quickly. I did not expect that even the two strongest allies would leave themselves.

"They served, how about you?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly and turned her eyes to the man covered in blood, saying: "The general situation is gone, do you still have to resist and resist? No, it should be said to be death."

Hearing that, the man smiled suddenly.

Ling Xian is right. The trend is no longer on his side. If you don't retreat, you won't even be able to bear the stubborn resistance. It is purely death.

"It's a gift you can save my life." The man grinned, slowly spitting out a word of unwillingness but helplessness.

"I retire."

The words fell, and the coalition was silent, but there was a shout of cheer from the Wangtu tribe.

Everyone was full of joy and excitement. After that, they looked at Ling Xian together, except for their gratitude.

Even the three strongest in the late period of meditation have some respect.

"The right decision."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. He only shot to show his gratitude to the Wangtu tribe, so that he could get the place of Pangu ancestral land, and there was no resentment against the coalition.

Therefore, he only intended to scare off the coalition forces and did not intend to see the blood.

"let's go."

The man smiled bitterly, struggling to get up from the ground, and then led the coalition forces away.

This made the monks of the Wangtu tribe completely relieved. The more they looked at Lingxian, the more they were grateful and the more respected they were.

"Dare to name Your High Name?"

The three old men flew in front of Ling Xian, all politely arching their hands, dare not neglect.

"Lingxian."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I don't know what your identity is ..."

"I am the elder of the Wangtu tribe today. This is the second elder and this is the third elder." The old man in white robe pointed to the other two old men in black and briefly introduced them.

"The elders today ..."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed and he knew what the old man meant, after the decline of the Wangtu tribe. Not surprisingly, these three people are now the rulers of the Wangtu tribe.

"On behalf of the Wangtu tribe, I would like to thank the Taoist friends, and thank you for your righteous action to save me the Wangtu tribe." The elder thanked him sincerely, bowed deeply at Ling Xian, and made a weird action.

Seeing this, so are all the people of the Wangtu tribe.

Ling Xian has seen this action, knowing that this is the highest etiquette of the Wu people to show respect, and it will not easily appear.

So he laughed.

This ritual represents that the Wang Tu tribe respects him very much and helps him to get a place, which naturally makes him feel happy.

"The elder is polite and can help his hand." Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile.

"For your tribe, your hand is an invitation to heaven."

The elder smiled, and tentatively said, "I don't know where friends can go, what can I do?"

"My thing is to get a place in the Pangu ancestral land."

Ling Xian smiled secretly, knowing that the elder was going to invite himself into the tribe, and this was exactly what he wanted.

At the moment, he smiled lightly: "I traveled to Witch God Realm, and there was nothing and no place to go."

After hearing that, the elders' smiles became more and more intense, as did the other two elderly people.

Although the coalition forces have retreated, this is because of Ling Xianzai's relationship. Once he is gone, the coalition forces are bound to make a comeback. By then, the Wangtu tribe will still be in crisis.

Therefore, the elder plans to invite Lingxian to enter the tribe as a deterrent. At the moment, he was very pleased to hear that he had nowhere to go.

"Haha, then I don't know if you would like to stay in my Wangtu tribe? Or let me do everything I can to a landlord." The elder laughed heartily.

"Then I'm disturbing."

Ling Xian raised his mouth, the purpose of his trip was to enter the Wangtu tribe, and to find a chance to get a place, naturally there is no reason to refuse.

And when he heard that he promised to come down, the elder immediately rejoiced and said, "Tao friends joked, you are willing to stay in my Wangtu tribe. That is the honor of my Wangtu tribe. How can I disturb you?"

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

He was very clear that there were two reasons why the old man invited himself to stay. One was to express gratitude, and the other was to deter those tribes.

Moreover, the latter accounted for more than the former.

In this regard, Ling Xian was unwilling to break it, anyway, the old man's move also fit his mind.

"Haha, please." The old man stretched his right hand and motioned for Lingxian to come in.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was not polite, and she walked into the city.

Later, the elder arranged a place for him, and then left.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not stop. Although he really wanted to settle the quota quickly, there are many things that need to be dealt with after the war, and he is naturally not good at nominating quotas.

Therefore, he stayed in the Wangtu tribe and waited patiently.

After three days like this, the post-war matters have been dealt with, and the elder also took two other elders and appeared in front of Ling Xian.

"Sorry, there are so many things, please forgive me for neglect." The elder arched.

The other two elderly people can also hold fists.

"Anyway."

Ling Xian waved his hand and didn't plan to wait any longer. At the moment, he smiled lightly: "I just need to find you something."

"Oh?"

The elder erupted and said, "Taoyou, please."

"Pangu ancestral land, the elders know." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Of course I know."

The elder frowned, glancing deeply at Ling Xian, and said, "Dao friends, are you here for a place?"

"Good."

Ling Xian admitted frankly that when she opened the door, she said, "I'm looking for a place, and the elder will open the conditions."

"This ... please do nothing."

The elder face hesitated, and sighed, "The quota has been fixed for a long time. According to the rules, it cannot be changed."

Hearing that Ling Xian frowned suddenly, but did not expect this person did not even open the conditions, he rejected himself.