100,000 Years of Body Refining

"Jian Juexian was born?"

At the passage between the two realms, the immortals stopped and looked at the Southern Sword Sect in amazement.

The sword rushed into the sky, the ancestral land opened up, and the enthusiastic voice of Tiannan, determined to fight, all meant that Jian Juexian was born.

"I thought Jian Juexian really ignored his disciple's body, and the honor and disgrace of the sect."

Zhuxian sighed, but quickly converged.

Just because of the distance of three hundred miles, for the immortal king, he could span it in an instant with a finger, almost at the same time as they sighed, Jian Juexian's figure appeared in sight.

After the arrival, all immortals saluted in awe.

"Huayinge Shaohua has met seniors."

"Shenyimen Yu Jiuyou has met seniors."

"Falling Sword Sect..."

Not to mention that the practitioners of the realm of cultivation are the first, the age of Jian Juexian is indeed much older than them, this predecessor should be.

"wait for me?"

Jian Juexian stared at the immortals plainly.

"I'll wait..." Huayinge Shaohua started to explain, but saw Jian Juexian waved and interrupted, "This time I was born into the world, although I have my business, I don't want to be used by anyone."

"Senior, I'll wait..."

Shaohua and all the real immortals are all discolored.

The person in front of him is the Immortal King Jian Juexian. If they believe that they use the Immortal King, ten lives are not enough to kill, let alone when Jian Juexian is about to face Qin Feng, the outcome of life and death is unpredictable.

"You don't need to explain, I win, you need half of the resources you have." Jian Juexian said flatly.

"Thank you, senior."

Shaohua and others did not refuse, let alone argue.

No one in the room is a fool. How can they hide what they think in their hearts, how can they hide from the immortal king, just at the peaks of martial arts in the lower realm, secretly adding to the flames and condemning Qin Feng, pinning their hopes on them, how can they hide Qin Feng?

It is better to give half of the resources to Qin Feng.

What's more, if Jian Juexian loses, it is extremely likely to leave his life in the lower realm.

"go."

Jian Juexian waved his sleeves and went down to the earth. Tiannan followed the sect. The other true immortals looked at each other, and then followed. Now that the decision has been made, let's look at the battle between Jian Juexian and Qin Feng.

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The lower realm, Qingxuan Shenzong.

Qin Feng did not go out of retreat, but the rest of the people gathered outside Shenzong, Ni Changsheng, Ye Qingyu and other high-level core members, raising their eyes to look at the sky.

"The March period has come, will those true immortals return as promised?" Bai Xue said worriedly.

She wasn't worried about whether the true immortals were as promised, but worried about whether they would bring the fairy king Lingchen with them this time.

"Don't worry, the master is unimaginable, even if those true immortals are really unwilling to ask the immortal king to be born, it is absolutely impossible to help the master." Ye Qingyu comforted.

"Yes, the horror of Master is beyond our imagination." Mu Wanyi nodded gently.

She now not only believes in her grandmother, but also trusts Qin Feng extremely.

"That's right, since the Lord of God was born, every battle must be won, no one can beat, and the upper realm can't do it." Ni Changsheng said incomparably firm.

Whether you are comforting yourself or comforting the doorman, everyone knows that no matter what your path is, they will share honor and disgrace with Shenzong.

"Zheng!"

Just as they skipped their eyes to talk.

A sword chirping resounded suddenly, as if penetrating time and space, coming from a very far distance, and then there was a cold sound that echoed with the sword chirping,

"Tiannan Jianzong Jian Juexian, come to visit Immortal King Qin."

The sound is not loud, and it comes from the boundless sky, but it resounds clearly in everyone's ears, not high or low, not big or small, just like a face-to-face conversation. Based on this alone, it is not difficult to conclude that its strength is extraordinary.

"coming."

Ni Changsheng's look suddenly changed.

Not all immortals, but Tiannan Jianzong.

Si Xueyi and Wang Lingxiao died in battle one after another, but Tiannan dare someone to come, it must be his master.

This is the enemy of the Immortal King!

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the originally blue sky was like a wash of the sky, suddenly there was a violent fluctuation, black dots appeared, and they came here quickly.

At the beginning, it seemed to be tens of thousands of miles away, but in an instant, it came to the front of Shenzong, densely packed with hundreds of people, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

The headed person, standing in a long gown, stood quietly in the sky, with sword intent lingering around him, like a divine sword that would be unsheathed at any time, with a terrifying edge.

Surprisingly, it is Jian Juexian.

"Qin Immortal King."

Jian Juexian didn't look at Ni Changsheng and the others, as if these people weren't worth seeing him, he just opened his mouth to Shenzong, the sound of thunder resounding in the depths of the Qingxuan Shenzong, making the Shenzong architecture shake.

Hum.

The fluctuation came, and Qin Feng strolled out.

At this time, the scorching sun has risen, and thousands of golden lights are shining down, reflecting the golden light of the heaven and the earth. Qin Feng is bathed in the sun, and the colored glazes reflect each other, like a **** of war.

"The fairy king?"

Qin Feng faced Jian Juexian and walked away.

"Yes, I am the ancestor of the Southern Heavenly Sword Sect, the Immortal King Jian Juexian." Jian Juexian stared at Qin Feng, his deep eyes flashing with sword intent, majestic and majestic, and snorted in the void.

"Are you here to take revenge?" Qin Feng asked calmly, as if he hadn't put the immortal king's enemy too much in his eyes.

"You killed my two disciples and deceived me that there is no one in the south, so why can't this seat come." Jian Juexian said.

"Si Xueyi hurt my disciple, and planted a sword mark in my disciple's body, so that his body and spirit will be destroyed. Wang Lingxiao will come down to the world, and my spirit will be my Shenzong. Do you think they deserve to die?" Qin Feng made no waves. Just looked at Jian Juexian calmly and asked.

"Offensive to the King of Immortals, really **** it, but they are my disciples, and they have to fight." Jian Juexian's words were flat, but the sword intent lingering around his body became more and more vast, and the whole person was like a handle being unsheathed. The excalibur, its boundless edge makes people scared and trembling.

"You are right."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, agreeing with Jian Juexian's words very much.

Being a master, I have to fight.

There is no deep hatred between him and Jian Juexian, but this battle is inevitable.

"war!"

Hundreds of Tiannan disciples, including Xiao Ran, erupted with a terrifying aura one after another. Their expressions were not as calm as Jian Juexian. They were sharp like unsheathed swords. The vast space was instantly filled with infinite sword intent, and the sword crushed the gods. Come.

"stop!"

Jian Juexian yelled. He didn't stop Xiao Ran and others from going down there, but it didn't mean that they were allowed to take action. This was the battle of the Immortal King, and they could not interfere.

Moreover, he wants to stay behind.

"Ancestor, I am not afraid." Xiao Ran resolutely said, hundreds of disciples shouted together, seeing death as home.

Ni Changsheng and Ye Qingyu tried to rise up from the sky as soon as they acted. Although the immortal king in front of him gave people a terrifying coercion, there was no fear in Tiannan. How could they be ashamed of the gods.

"No need to."

Qin Feng waved his hand lightly, indicating that they don't need to do this. He faced everything by himself, with plain eyes, and looked at Jian Juexian meaningfully.

"Whoever dares to take action and drive out of Tiannan." Jian Juexian shouted towards Xiao Ran and the others, causing all the hundreds of disciples to stop.

But Jian Juexian had already retracted his gaze and looked at Qin Feng.

"This battle started because of the disciples, and it will be ended by our two masters. If you die, the Heavenly Southern Sword Sect will not attack your disciples."

Be generous.

Qin Feng smiled.

As expected to be a fairy king, his temperament is really different.

Although Jian Juexian came with killing intent, he didn't move Shenzong after he arrived, only waiting for him to show up.

And admitted that Si Xueyi and Wang Lingxiao offended the Immortal King, and indeed deserved to die.

In the end, the grievances were ended by the two of them, regardless of the outcome of life or death, the other side's sect remained unchanged.

This alone shows that its bearing is extraordinary.

He is wise and responsible, and he deserves to be an immortal king.

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