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Chapter 1880 The inheritance of the fairy in the painting

"What are you talking nonsense? This guy and this guy..." It doesn't matter if you say it, but when you say it, you always remember that you were completely blinded by Lin Hao! "Oh, why are you anxious? That old man over there hasn't taken action yet. It's not your turn or I'll worry about it!"

"Tonight is a matter between the Teng clan and the Spirit clan. We just happened to meet this. Lin Hao is stupid. Even though he knew that the old man had already come here, why did he interfere? How good is it to kill the third elder named Teng and come back and eat delicious food with us and watch a big show?"

In the painting, the fairy chewed a large mouthful of dried fruits stuffed into her mouth, muttering in her mouth, and looked at a forest not far away. Just as she looked over, there seemed to be a look in the forest, and she looked at her helplessly.

But at this moment, suddenly, a figure with an extremely strong figure with a naked upper body fell in front of them. It was the young man named Lingfeng of the Spirit.

As soon as the spiritual wind fell, he looked at the two fairies in the painting, and his face turned red and then hesitated to look at the three children of his spiritual clan.

But before he could speak, the little weapon next to the fairy in the painting was so slim and pinched Jiaohan with a small waist, saying, "Hey, you are not here to take these children away, right?"

I tell you, you'd better give up this idea, otherwise you might harm them!"

Xiao Ling'er glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests and pursed her lips and said, "You didn't sense it, but we two know that this place is not just the high priests and the Teng tribe. If you want to take these children away, you will probably be snatched away by the Teng tribe elders who are hiding in the dark at any time. Since you have only saved these three children, you should also know that the bloodline of these three children is the purest. As long as these three children are missing, the Teng tribe people will not be able to resurrect any saint, so you have to think it through!"

"This..." Ling Feng, who had just landed, was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xiao Ling'er to say so much to him. However, it was Xiao Ling'er who said this that he hurriedly glanced around the forest. He actually noticed several unusual places, and there were actually others hiding in the forest! The immortal in the painting saw that the man was hesitant and simply raised a jade finger to point at another forest not far away: "Don't worry, the remaining children of your Ling tribe should be in the hands of your great prophet. Lin Hao was really. After saving the children, he threw them away everywhere and was almost captured by the people of the Teng tribe."

The immortal in the painting shook his head speechlessly. After Lin Hao appeared, she immediately noticed that Lin Hao hid the children under a large fallen leaf just as if he had hidden her. At the same time, he also protected the children with the Xuantian Star Formation and other things.

However, just after Lin Hao appeared, the children were already taken away by another person, the mysterious old man, who was hiding in the mountains and forests.

And the direction he pointed at this time was exactly where the old man was.

"I advise you to go to the old man of your spirit clan as soon as possible. The old man takes action later. No one protects those children. Do you think those children will be captured again?"

"As for these three children with the purest bloodline, I'll leave it to us. Xiao Ling'er, bring this little girl named Lingyan to me. I want to take the exam for her some things!"

The fairy in the painting looked at the little girl, about eleven or twelve years old among the three children, and asked Xiao Ling'er to call the little girl over.

This girl is not only among the twelve children of the Spirit Clan, but also has the purest bloodline and seems to have good qualifications. If she only refined her body, she would probably be buried in the Tengling Tribe.

Therefore, she planned to teach her a set of Mochiyuan skills that she could not use, which would be considered as leaving a memory in this ancient world of Immortal Canon.

As for how much this little girl can practice that set of skills and whether she can leave this ancient fairy treasure in the future, it depends on her own fortune! This matter sounds light, but in fact, it is equivalent to the immortal in the painting wanting to leave a legacy in the ancient fairy treasure in the painting! After all, with the cultivation level of the immortal in the painting, if she is on the Tianlong Continent, she is fully qualified to start a sect and become an ancestor.

Ling Feng was naturally not a fool. When he heard that the immortal in the painting was going to take the school entrance exam, the little girl named Lingyan immediately understood what the immortal in the painting was going to do. He hurriedly bowed to the immortal in the painting: "Thank you, thank you, thank you, lot, lot..." "Oh, what's the matter? If you don't go to the old man of your spirit clan, you old man will be anxious to death!"

The immortal in the painting waved his hand impatiently, turned his head to look at the Lingyan girl who was called over, and ignored Lingfeng.

Ling Feng was hesitant and wanted to make friends with the immortal in the painting, but...forget it, he was just a tribal person in the broken world, so how could he deserve such a woman?

Besides, this beautiful woman already has a person of love! Ling Feng glanced at Lin Hao, who was surrounded in the sky with some helplessness.

If he hadn't been worried about the children of his spiritual race, he had actually had an impulse just now to fight side by side with Lin Hao and face the people of the Teng clan together! But now, he was going to the mysterious old man of his spiritual race.

However, just as he made this plan and was about to go to the mysterious old man, the old man there seemed to have heard the conversation here. He laughed and took action and inserted it into the battle in the sky! At this moment, in the sky, Lin Hao was surrounded by the high priest and six Teng clan elders, including Teng Zhong. In addition to these elders, there were six Teng clan young and strong Teng clan who had good cultivation, surrounded him with the elders.

All of this is not counted. There are still more than a dozen young and strong Teng tribes on the ground, staring at him with great enthusiasm.

This is still not all! Not only could the immortals in the painting sense it, he also knew that the previous fluctuations in the battle with Elder Teng Three had attracted many Teng clans stationed on the holy mountain of the Tengling Tribe, including at least four elders. But now these elders did not appear immediately, but chose to arrange them in several different directions, as if they wanted to block him when he ran away.

But unfortunately, since he has come and chose to take action, how could he escape?

The mere Tengling tribe seems to have no qualifications to let him escape! It can be said that apart from the high priest on the other side, there is really no one present who can be taken seriously by him!
Chapter completed!
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