Chapter seven hundred and forty-eight is the son!
After Long Jinxuan's instructions and instructions, the Zi sisters, Sikong Ji and Long Yan'er had almost finished the things they should pack up. Just as Long Jinxuan was about to leave quietly with the four of them, the terrifying fluctuations outside the formation were so shocked that several people did not dare to move until the light outside was restrained and gradually dissipated.
“Huh?”
Long Jinxuan was surprised and frowned and used her soul to scan. She immediately saw that outside the Xuanwu Sky Protection Array, the space was twisted and shaken sharply, and black marks were created out of nothing, crazily sucking everything around her.
She had a high level of cultivation and lived long enough, and couldn't help but look shocked, "What's going on?"
Suddenly, Zi Xing exclaimed in great joy and pointed at the void. A cold man in blue shouted: "Yes...yes...yes...yes, young master!"
Long Jinxuan's delicate body was shocked and she looked along in surprise.
In an instant, Long Jinxuan saw a man with a sharp and indifferent face, a sharp and cold figure, without taking a step. The remaining monks around who were trying to get close to him were extremely strangely blown into blood mist, like blood rain, falling little by little. In just a moment, thousands of remaining monks were left.
When the land of Tianhou exploded, what kind of cultivation level did Lin Fenghan, who was inexplicably separated, reached?!
Long Jinxuan spread her body to meet her, and at the same time quickly took out a flag. With a light wave, she saw a gap in the formation and let Lin Fenghan go.
The few people only felt a flash in front of them. The next moment, Lin Fenghan appeared in the formation. Long Jinxuan, who was in the third level of the Water Way, did not feel any fluctuations around her, as if Lin Fenghan had been standing beside her.
While Long Jinxuan was frightened, her face was faintly complicated. The person who was once a junior in front of her now solved the biggest crisis in the Dragon Palace in the past century in every move.
Lin Fenghan looked at the beautiful beauty near Chi Chi and grinned, "I haven't seen you for many years, Long'er, you are not doing well."
Long Jinxuan was ashamed and her face turned red again, "I thought you and Zhao Lie died in the land of heaven and evil. I didn't expect that after you made a big fuss in Taiqing Sect, you disappeared for a hundred years. What level have you reached now?"
"It should be considered a true fairyland." Considering that the Immortal Lineage of the Immortal Continent has not appeared, Lin Fenghan had no choice but to say so.
"Ah?" Long Jinxuan widened her beautiful eyes and blinked in disbelief. The meaning was obvious. You weren't kidding, right?
Suddenly, two extremely surprised calls suddenly appeared.
"Young Master!"
Zi Ling and Zi Xing rushed over in a state of ecstasy. Lin Fenghan chuckled and took the two girls from left to right, full of fragrance.
Feeling the familiar smell and smell, the two girls cried with joy, "Young Master, we all miss you so much!"
"You two girls are still the same as not growing up." Lin Feng gently rubbed the shoulders of the two graceful beauties.
Zi Ling and Zi Xing don’t care what Lin Fenghan said. In short, as long as they can get hooked in his arms, they will be very happy.
However, Sikong Ji was honest and bowed slightly, saying, "Young Master, you have already calculated the plan. You will be fine."
Lin Fenghan said: "Yes, Zi Ling Zixing can reach the level of Taoist Original Realm, which is as expected by me. I didn't expect that I had planned to reach the fifth level of Xuantian Realm. It seems that you have worked very hard over the years."
Sikong Ji said: "I am thankful for the skills given by the young master and the cultivation of Senior Long. However, compared to my cultivation level, the young master has made extraordinary progress. Now I can't see through the young master's cultivation level at all."
Long Jinxuan stared at Lin Fenghan for a long time and murmured in disgrace: "I'm afraid he has really reached the only person who has broken through the true fairyland in 100,000 years..."
True fairyland?
It's only been more than a hundred years?
Sikong Ji was so scared that he couldn't speak. Zi Ling Zixing did not understand the horror meaning of this realm, so he said coquettishly: "Of course our young master is amazing!"
Lin Fenghan hugged the two girls tightly and said something more. He looked at Long Yan'er, who was standing on the side with a smile on his lips, "You are the granddaughter of your master..."
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The battle of the Hanging Island, news spread within a few days, causing a sensation in the entire sea of chaotic stars.
During this battle, all five pseudo-immortal cultivators were spared and all fell. As for the Daochu Realm cultivators and the Xuantian Realm cultivators, there were countless. Almost two-thirds of the Daochu Realm and the Xuantian Realm cultivators in the Chaos Star Sea were buried in it, causing the overall strength of the Chaos Star Sea to plummet, and even many prosperous sects directly turned into second-rate existences.
All of this was just the rumor of a young man in blue. The news that this kind of news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, which made people tremble and turbulent.
When will there be such a powerful monk in the Dragon Palace?
Even a peak monk in the pseudo-fairyland world cannot achieve such a terrifying record!
The sea of chaos is in chaos, the entire sea of chaos is insane. All the sects are in danger, fearing that the blue-clothed demon will descend to their own sects, especially those cultivators who have been deceived and participated in the Battle of the Hanging Island, almost blocked the sect and disappeared completely...
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The rise of Dragon Palace is also inevitable, but this battle of several months has left many messes, such as this hanging island, where the buildings on the entire island have been destroyed and rebuilding the hanging island has become a problem for the boss.
Fortunately, Sikong Ji would not have any complaints, and he was better at dealing with these things than practicing. Sikong Ji, who is a good-tempered person, happily contracted the matter to be responsible for handling the matter on the Hanging Island.
Dragon Palace Hall, host and guest sit down.
Lin Fenghan took the lead in speaking: "Zi Ling, Zi Xing, you should have broken through the Daochu realm shortly, and there is no magic weapon yet, right?"
Zi Ling held her cheek and blinked, while Zi Xing looked at Lin Fenghan with her red lips.
Then Lin Fenghan's storage ring flashed, and two top-quality water-attributed ingredients hung in the air. They can be regarded as immortal-grade class in the Immortal Yuan Continent. "This is Luoshui double swords, immortal-grade class, and the two swords are superimposed on the Taihao treasure mirror with Long'er!"
"What!"
Long Jinxuan slapped the table and stood up suddenly. Long Yan'er, who was quiet, couldn't sit still, and her soul fell on Luoshui's double swords, her eyes were surprised and shocked.
Zi Ling and Zi Xing thanked happily: "Thank you, young master!" The two of them felt as if they had obtained the most treasure, and they were indeed considered the most treasure. Holding the sword body was simply unwilling to let go.
Lin Fenghan didn't say much, waved his hand casually and said, "Okay, you two will refine the immortal weapon."
Even though Zi Ling and Zixing were together for several days, they still couldn't bear to leave the young master. However, they had no intention of disobeying Lin Fenghan at all and left obediently.
"Lin Fenghan, where have you actually been to these years? Not only has you reached the real fairyland that can ascend to the fairy world, but why do you have so many fairy weapons?" Long Jinxuan's face was complicated. She used to have been running for one fairy weapon for tens of thousands of years, but now, Lin Fenghan easily took out two, so she couldn't help but think about it.
Chapter completed!