Not only the martial arts world, but also the cultivation world, even ordinary people know about Feixian Mountain. After all, the hanging city is too big and too eye-catching.

While the outside world was crazily spreading the ancestral ceremony, the crowds gathered at Feixian Mountain began to disperse.

The founding ceremony will take 10 days later, and the current immortal treasure will not be opened to the public.

Although everyone wants to go in, Jiangling is not open to the public, who dares to force himself to break through?

Even if he can break through and rise to the hanging immortal treasure, who dares to say that he can block the attack of that giant? The blood-colored giant holding the immortal treasure is the greatest shock to the foreign enemies.

Although he is now sleeping with his eyes closed, he will wake up at any time.

Among the chaotic crowd, Cheng Yu looked complicated and stared at Jiang Ling gloomy, wishing he could be eaten alive.

It was Jiangling who ruined everything about him, otherwise he could step by step as the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, obtain the inheritance of the Corpse Refining Sect, and rise to the forefront.

But now, with the killing of the corpse refining sect leader, everything has become a bubble.

Just when Cheng Yu was angry and unwilling to accept it, an invisible thought broke out from the body of the Immortal Lord not far away and fell into Cheng Yu's head in the blink of an eye.

Who are you and what do you want to do! Cheng Yu's face changed wildly.

Fortunately, when I was practicing outside in my early years, I got the seven emotions and six desires by chance. Thank you for your anger that nourished my soul and gave me a little chance to survive.

A low voice rang in Cheng Yu's mind.

You are that person. Cheng Yu suddenly looked at the body of the Immortal Lord not far away, and his pupils immediately contracted. No, no, get out of here.

However, before he finished speaking, his voice came to an abrupt end.

Cheng Yu's body stiffened for a while, and a gloomy eyes flashed in his eyes.

It's so strong that I beat me to the point where only a wisp of residual soul is left. All the immortal system has been swallowed up, and I have nothing now.

Cheng Yu turned his head and looked at Jiangling on Feixian Mountain, his face as heavy as water.

Since God has given me a little bit of vitality, I will not let you down, Jiangling. The founding ceremony will take 10 days later, right? Although I cannot pose a threat to you, I have other ways.

His eyes were cold and he soon disappeared into the crowd.

Jiangling on the other side saw the people surrounding him dispersed, jumped off the top of the mountain, went to the corpse of the Immortal Lord, searched carefully, and found a ring.

This is a storage ring, which has been opened up with independent spaces, both large and small.

Jiangling explored his spiritual consciousness and swept it around and found that the space was quite large, as big as a basketball court.

But when he swept it carefully, he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

This guy is too poor. The things inside are good, but nothing can catch his eye.

Perhaps Jiangling has too high vision, so he probably can't blame the immortal master for being poor.

The only thing that interests him was the twelve heavenly pillars that the Immortal Lord used to block the Immortal Burial Valley, but those heavenly pillars were in the Immortal Burial Valley and they had to go back to get them later.

Just as he was about to put away the ring, Jiang Ling was stunned: In the corner of the ring, there was a pagoda the size of a palm, all black and exquisitely crafted.

He carefully investigated with his spiritual sense that this miniature pagoda was not a decoration, exuding an ancient and majestic aura, but he could not see any effect.

Jiangling took out the pagoda and looked carefully, and even tried to recognize the owner, but there was no response.

Hey, there seems to be texture on it.

He looked closer and saw that there were indeed a strip of textures imprinted on the pagoda, which vaguely looked like a map.

He could not see the function of the pagoda, but he was sure that it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, Jiangling first properly packed the pagoda.

As for the corpse of the Immortal Lord, there will naturally be someone to deal with, so Jiangling doesn’t have to worry about such chores.

It’s better to have your own power and be the leader of a sect.

After dealing with the Immortal Lord, Jiangling entered the Immortal Treasure.

Since he became the master of the Immortal Clan, the Immortal Clan has been allowed to control him, and he can enter and exit the Immortal Clan at any time, and open up entrances and exits wherever he can.

As soon as Jiangling entered the Xianzang, the entrance and exit were closed, and a group of people hiding in the dark center were itchy.

In the Burial Immortal Valley inside the Xianzang, figures from Jiangling suddenly appeared, standing at the highest point of the valley to scan the audience.

Sensing the breath of Jiangling, everyone in the Burial Immortal Valley had their eyelids twitching wildly.

They also knew what happened outside the immortal sect.

After planning for thousands of years, the immortal lord who was powerful and powerful was actually killed on the spot. This! When people think of this, their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Jiangling.

Jiang Ling did not rush to speak, and smiled at her as his eyes swept over Sikong Niong.

After a while, Jiangling slowly spoke: I believe you have seen what’s happening outside. The Immortal Lord has been killed by me. From now on, I will be the master of the Immortal Gang.

While speaking, he flipped his hands and took out a token, which immediately burst out with a faint light and exuded majesty.

Sensing the pressure on Jiangling, a group of powerful men and powerful men swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

Your life and death are controlled by me. As long as I have one thought, I can control the immortal treasure to crush you.

No one said anything, they knew what Jiangling said was true.

Jiangling's domineering eyes swept across the audience, and his tone was calm: I'll give you two choices, surrender, or die.

In an instant, all the people changed their faces. No one expected that Jiangling was so domineering and direct. At least he could say a few good words to coax them and give them a way out?

Although most of the powerful people in the Burial Immortal Valley were sacrificed by the Immortal Lord, there were also many powerful people left, and they were all elites among the elites. Which one is not a arrogant person?

Several of the most powerful God Transformation Period looked at each other, their eyes vaguely.

Jiangling didn't care about some of their small actions: the conditions I mentioned in the Immortal Clan before are still counted, and those who are willing to surrender can choose any thing.

His face was calm, he put away the immortal order, and glanced at the figures with his hands on his back.

You have three seconds to think about it, kneel down if you are willing to surrender, and continue standing if you are willing to die.

Three seconds, so short?

Everyone looked at Jiangling in horror, but Sikong Nihong looked at him with relief.

This is the courage that a person who does big things should have, and there is no need to be rude to the enemy.

Jiangling had just finished the second, and everyone in the Burial Immortal Valley knelt down in one go, and no one stood there.

With one word, surrender to all directions, this is the spirit of the emperor.

Even if those people are unwilling to accept it, they can only bow their heads and endure it. Everything is for survival. Besides, it doesn’t seem to be very humiliating to kneel down to a giant like Jiangling.

The stronger a person is, the more afraid of death, just as the richer a person is, the less he wants to die, and he will be reluctant to die if he has too much.

Jiangling nodded with satisfaction. The weakest of these people were in the Dan-Jinging Stage. Although there were not many, they were absolutely elites.

Among them, the high-level combat power made Jiangling even more jealous: 5 God Transformation Stages and 16 Nascent Soul Stages.

Unfortunately, most of them were killed and sacrificed by the Immortal Lord, otherwise those strong people would be from Jiangling.

When Jiang Ling thought of this, he felt heartbroken.

Jiangling took everyone poison, which was effective in the God Transformation Stage to prevent them from betraying.

After he handled everything, Sikong Nihong found Jiangling and said she was leaving.

Where to go? Jiangling raised his eyebrows slightly.

Going back to get my things, Sikong Neon smiled slightly. I have been trapped in the Xianzang for more than 5,000 years. If I want to go back to awaken my country, I may encounter some resistance.

Speaking of this, a killing intention flashed through her eyes.

Her country is not simple.

But don’t worry, this is just a small matter for me. The world is about to change greatly, and I also need to have the power to stand firm. In 10 days, I will come here grandly to participate in your grand ceremony.

Sikong Nihong said this, but Jiang Ling didn't persuade her, and gave her half of the powerful man to take her away, and personally sent her out of the immortal treasure.

See you 10 days later. Sikong Nihong smiled indifferently at Jiang Ling, then hugged his head and kissed her in the face.

Jiang Ling touched her mouth and looked at her blankly, but she didn't expect her to happen like this.

Sikong Nihong's face turned slightly red. I didn't know if it was blushing or rouge makeup, but I felt that my behavior seemed to be too out of control, so I hurried away.

Before Sikong Neon could go far, Ye Qingrou and Bu Feiyan rushed over yelled.

You explain it to me. The two of them stood on the same front surprisingly.

This matter is complicated. More than 5,000 years ago, when I was a general, I met her...

Jiangling was interrupted by Bu Feiyan as soon as he opened his mouth: You are so sexy, you can speak for more than 5,000 years to deceive people.

This is true, do you believe it or not? Jiang Ling looked serious.

I believe you, a ghost. Ye Qingrou, who was on the other side, also rolled her eyes, and glanced at the pagoda in Jiangling's pocket, and her mind was immediately attracted.

What's this?

She took the pagoda casually, but didn't know how to do it. She fiddled around for a while and actually opened the top of the pagoda.

How did you do it? Jiang Ling was shocked.

Ye Qingrou looked inside curiously: It looks like a medicine bottle, with a elixir on it?

She was attracted by the unique design of the pagoda. She took out a pill and put it in it in curiosity.

However, immediately afterwards, something that shocked Jiangling and the others happened:

After the pill was put in, the energy inside the pagoda surged wildly. After the energy subsided, an exact same pill was produced out of thin air.

This is a copy!
Chapter completed!