Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 383 Great Astrologer

Fairy Miaoling flew up and landed on the chessboard. This time, Ji Hongying did not stop her. Fairy Miaoling was one of the most powerful of the three clans in Jinghai, the Ling clan. She led the three clans: Zhiling, Xueling, and Miaoling. Moreover, she had been contaminated with divine blood outside Quzhou City, and her cultivation was not inferior to his.

The Lord of the Wasteland didn't know what method he used to lure her into Longyuan.

Only Ji Hongying knows her true identity.

The three clans of Jinghai and the three major sword sects of Taixuan, Taishang and Taiwei have been fighting for thousands of years and have become rivals that are too familiar to be with each other.

With Fairy Miaoling taking the lead, she is naturally the most suitable person at this time.

As soon as Fairy Miaoling left, Lu Wushuang immediately raised the Golden Holy Sword and followed.

He didn't want to fall behind and have others take the lead.

After the two left, the girl from Baihua Palace looked at Lu Wushuang's shadow and whispered, "This City Lord Lu is so reckless. I'm afraid he will suffer a great loss this time!"

"It's good to let him broaden his horizons. He's a powerful Ninth Realm expert from Shenzhou, the leader of Taiwei and the head of the Upper Three Sword Sect. How can he be so easy to deal with? He's advanced too quickly in recent years, from the Seventh Realm to the Ninth Realm, and then to the Third Realm. His foundation is unstable, but he's unaware of it. He's going to suffer!"

Ji Hongying sneered.

at the same time--

Ling Zixiao stood in the middle of the chessboard, and a faint, dark yellow aura emanated from between his eyebrows. This aura was extremely faint and clear.

But it seems to contain countless spiritual powers.

The clear air gradually spread out, and the female disciple of Taiwei who was kneeling on the ground suddenly felt that the blood flow in her body accelerated.

The almost dried body was infused with that fresh air.

The familiar spiritual power began to spread in the body again, and the qi and blood gradually began to recover.

Fang Yuxin and Li Yuqing watched as the blood on their master's face grew paler and paler, and knew that their master was wasting his own lifeblood to forcibly prolong the lives of his disciples.

Suddenly, they rushed forward at the same time, grabbed Ling Zixiao's arm, their faces covered with tears, and pleaded:

"Master, please don't. I am willing to live and die with the Sword Sect!"

Countless female disciples behind him crawled over at the same time and kowtowed to the ground:

"Disciple Taiwei, I am willing to live and die with the Sword Sect!"

Du Fang looked at the female disciples kneeling on the ground, and suddenly felt a little sad. In the world of cultivation, it is indeed the law of the jungle, and strength is king. Taiwei is weak today, so she is bullied by Longyuan.

He suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, when his Lingxiao Sword Sect was destroyed by Long Yuan, it was the same thing. Those elite disciples with broken limbs and his fellow disciples were unable to escape to the sea of ​​​​realm. Their bodies were possessed by his immortal spirit and they were sucked dry by him on the top of Lingxiao Mountain.

A feeling of pain made Du Fang's heart so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Xuanzhen, the only person who had done him a favor, died in battle, and the headmaster Xuanji was nailed to the statue by his own sword.

Such a familiar scene is about to happen again, but this time, he is still powerless to do anything.

Ling Zixiao stood among the women, his face kind, and he spoke softly, "We are all Taiwei disciples, practicing the way of cultivation. The relationship between master and disciple is a bond of affection and fate. Today, you, the useless master, are incompetent in protecting the sect and unable to preserve the sword sect. You should all leave and find another sect. Don't sacrifice your precious lives in vain!"

"We're not leaving!"

Fang Yuxin stood up proudly, with a stern expression:

"This is my home, Master. We were born and raised together. If you ask us to leave home, where can we go?"

"obedient!"

Ling Zixiao's voice became more majestic, and the aura of a sword sect leader emanated from him.

Du Fang suddenly felt his body begin to stiffen, as if the mysterious yellow aura trapped everyone in it.

At the same time, Ling Zixiao suddenly took off his purple robe and placed it on the chessboard. He pointed casually and sat in the middle of the purple robe. Nine purple sword beams rose from the robe at the same time.

“Master, don’t…”

Li Yuqing burst into tears but could not move at all.

Ling Zixiao was seen sitting cross-legged on it, his hands clasped together, chanting: "Cloud Seal Taixu, at the beginning of the catastrophe, the Emperor of Heaven, listen to my request, the underworld depends on you..."

The entire Taiwei Mountains suddenly began to move. From the distant sky, a giant dragon flew across the sky, soaring and roaring. It raised its head to the sky and roared angrily. Then it curled up its body and landed on the chessboard.

At the same time, Ling Zixiao stood up and shouted sternly:

"Bah!"

The peaks of Taiwei, Tianshi and Ziwei suddenly collapsed at the same time, huge rocks began to crack, and two clear bird calls were heard from the peaks.

Before the whistling sound died down, two gases, one golden and one blue, almost covering the sky, gushed out from the top of the mountain like a volcanic eruption.

The gases continued to interweave and change, forming two huge birds, golden like a phoenix and blue like a black bird. The two birds circled in the sky for a long time and slowly landed beside Zilong.

In the distance in the sky, the body of the fairy Miaoling was seen flying across the sky, passing through the gaps between the two spaces.

But Lu Wushuang was very unlucky. He was hit by the huge black bird's wings, and blood spurted out of his body, and he flew almost three thousand feet away.

Such tremendous power stunned everyone for a moment.

Ji Hongying, standing on the peak of Taiwei Mountain, was moved. She had underestimated the strength of the Taiwei Sword Sect. Ling Zixiao, what on earth are you trying to do?

"The ground beneath our feet is shaking!"

The girl looked a little pale and asked suspiciously, "Taiwei Three Peaks, this is the main peak. There won't be such powerful beasts underground, right?"

"No!" Ji Hongying seemed to know some secret. She glanced at the blood-colored bead beside her and said, "The spiritual energy of Taiwei Peak has long been sucked dry by this Nine Fire Dragon Glass Bead. He can't do anything. Let's see what he can do!"

The girl nodded and stopped talking.

Neither of them seemed to care about Lu Wushuang's life or death.

At this time, on the Taiwei Mountainside, on the vast chessboard that was almost three thousand feet long, there were two birds and a dragon; after they landed on the ground, the ground began to crack.

The golden phoenix was burning with blue flames all over its body, dissolving a huge crater in this ash land, and the checkerboard terrain began to rise where the blue black bird stretched out its sharp claws.

Nine mountains that were almost a thousand feet high began to rise in the huge earthquake, rising continuously, almost breaking the sky and earth, and even becoming more than a hundred feet higher than the main peak of Taiwei.

The delicate skin on Ling Zixiao's face began to crack, and red blood with golden spots oozed out. He lifted up almost all of Taiwei's six or seven hundred disciples to the top of the nine mountains at the same time with his hands.

An extremely dark crack began to tear open above the pale blue sky.

This is a void rift.

Ling Zixiao used all his strength to draw out the spiritual power accumulated in the two peaks for ten thousand years, and actually wanted to forcibly tear open the space and send the remaining six or seven hundred Taiwei female disciples out.

Fairy Miaoling flew over and landed beside Ji Hongying.

Ji Hongying asked softly, "Fairy, you and Master Zixiao are old friends. Do you know what this move is? I've been practicing Taoism for hundreds of years and I'm proficient in swordsmanship and ghost arts, but I've never seen this kind of earth vein-activating technique before."

"He is a great astrologer..."