When Elder Hou was taken back to Master Zhihui, his old eyes were mostly desolate.

Crazy.

He had never felt so cowardly.

In front of several major forces in the fairy world, with the posture of a golden immortal, he was forced to the point of an extremely wolf fox twice and three times by the mechanical evil demon who was just a celestial immortal.

If this was a life-and-death battle without interference, he had killed this bastard three or four times!

But now, the Nine Spirit Sword Lord is obviously in a bad position!

He is an elder of the Secret Sect, the Golden Immortal protected by the Heavenly Way, and has now become a famous background board in the mechanical evil demon world!

What's even more fatal is——

"Elder Hou, you really disappoint me."

Master Zhihui's cold and beautiful face was filled with anger.

Elder Hou wanted to speak out, but when he spoke, he just sighed and bowed.

Master Zhihui swept his sleeves, and Elder Hou went to the rear of the Dark Sect Immortal;

The surrounding groups of immortals were like gods avoiding plagues, and the eyes of Elder Hou were mostly disgusting and joking.

Elder Hou found a corner to meditate and heal his wounds. He looked up at the Obsidian Envoy who was smiling at him not far away. He did not say anything, and slowly closed his eyes.

Obsidian looked up at the top of the thirty-three ladder, and sighed with his hands behind his back:

"Look, this is why Tiandao is afraid of this guy. The storm of death is just a basic operation."

Old Ji in the back whispered: "It's just because the Sword God Palace is here."

"It's not just the Sword God Palace, he must have been secretly venting with the Sword God Palace and the Qianshi Alliance."

Obsidian sighed:

"Otherwise, these two families will not be in a way that will protect themselves.

"No need to think about it today. Even if the leader of the Secret Sect appears, Jian Jiu should be able to protect this guy.

"If we let him borrow the power, we will feel uncomfortable with our mechanical plan ahead of schedule."

The old man sent a voice, "Will Elder Hou have any problems?"

"How to say it?"

"He is a golden immortal, but he can't control a celestial immortal? I don't believe this."

"I believe it," Heiyu muttered, "and Wang Jixuan must have an antimatter bomb on his body, and he didn't even take it out and knock Elder Hou out, otherwise he could delay time and consume Elder Hou's magic power."

"Then he will ruin it himself?"

"Just destroy a clone, he hasn't appeared yet."

Obsidian said lightly, and the old man and the old were speechless.

At this moment, the alien soul puppet steadily stopped on the thirty-two stairs.

The sword intent erupted here, and the alien soul puppet sat cross-legged again, as if comprehending the sword intent here.

In fact;

On the last treasure ship of the Qianshi Alliance fleet, a swimming fish quickly shuttled through the sea water, and soon arrived at the edge of the divine wood and under the thirty-three ladders.

This swimming fish is naturally the body of Taoist Wang.

He looked up and looked up at the ladder.

The cloud ladder is full of immortal shadows, and there are even more shadows in the distance, but most people cannot get close to it.

Disperse the deformation technique and remove the slut.

Wang Jixuan looked down at his dress, and naturally he still looked like a middle-aged Taoist.

He slowly moved upwards, and did not attract the attention of others at the beginning. After all, the cultivation level he showed was only a fifth or sixth grade immortal.

The discussion of ‘mechanical demons’ is everywhere.

Although Wang Jixuan's immortal consciousness occasionally heard about it, he was not concerned about it and was fully prepared for the next big thing.

Until he arrived near the ladder, one or two gazes fell on him.

"Ye? Fellow Daoist Xuanji?"

Han Xiao's shouting was a bit surprised:

"You can also try the ladder of Senior Nine Spirit Sword Master?"

Wang Jixuan leaped up slightly, fell on the third ladder on his own, and then bowed to Han Xiao and bowed.

"Brother Han, I had to hide my identity before. I offended it many times, so I hope he can forgive me.

"If I can survive today, I will prepare good wine and food to apologize to Brother Han."

Han Xiao was suddenly one head and two big.

Master Wang stood up straight, raised his hand and took off a layer of nanomask on his face. His beard, temples, and shallow marks on his face immediately left with the mask.

Han Xiao suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Wang Jixuan. His sword eyebrows stood up and gritted his teeth and cursed:

"you!"

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Sorry, I'm really forced to the point of desperate situation by secret sects."

"Come with me!"

Han laughed and said:

"The Qianshimeng will strive to protect you with all your might!"

Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled, but he didn't say much, but just politely declined Han Xiao's kindness.

Daozhu Wang smiled and said, "Today, I know why my future path is here, and I don't want to miss such an opportunity,

Otherwise, I wouldn't have to show up on my own initiative, as the alien soul puppet is enough to deal with the attack of the secret sect."

While speaking, Daozhu Wang looked at the mysterious immortals in the distance.

Master Zhihui's face was cold and her body was trembling slightly, as if she had seen a situation that made her extremely angry.

Sure enough, even if she was not the true immortal I killed by me 600,000 years ago, she was related to this person, and this kind of hatred could not be disguised.'

Wang Jixuan's mouth outlined a little sneer, and before he could speak, his body slowly jumped up and fell down.

In this way, he began to climb the cloud ladder with bare hands, and no one of the eleven secret immortals on the cloud ladder dared to stop him at this moment.

Eleven of them also had the idea of ​​moving forward, but the scene of Elder Hou being bombarded by the sword intent of the stars and the situation of Elder Hou being broken by fallen leaves, which made them collectively give up this idea.

It was all for the purpose of making some contribution points. The Taoist Master of Destiny easily reached the 26th floor. Just as he was about to step past here, he suddenly heard a crisp shout.

"Hello!"

He looked up and saw the 'girl' in the Fire God Palace. The latter was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the twenty-sixth floor with his arms in his arms, with his big eyes shining.

"Fellow Taoist, can you give me some advice?"

"The one above is the puppet you refined? Are you the master of the mechanism?"

Daochang Shan smiled: "It's just a little magical skill, but I'm a bit experiencing puppet mechanism."

After saying that, Master Wang bowed to the girl, gently pressed his toes, and fell to the 28th floor.

He walked slowly in the last few levels, which was much more difficult than climbing the alien soul puppet.

There is nothing else. At this moment, the alien soul puppet has its strength above his body because of the blessing of the divine tree.

Moreover, Wang Jixuan also intended to do so, staying on each layer for a little while, allowing Peony to collect enough data, and then cultivating the model to continue deduction.

More importantly...

Wang Jixuan did not inspire any sword intent to protect his body, but was just enduring these powerful sword intents, and then reached the 32nd floor like a wandering in the courtyard.

Wang Jixuan has already had many insights at this moment.

The sword intent is actually to use the sword to understand nature and consolidate the principles of Tao.

The sword intents at the highest level are extremely pure, just like Wang Jixuan was communicating with the Dao when he was traveling in the sea of ​​Taoism.

He arrived in front of the strange soul puppet, opened his left hand, and a glass bead flew out, completely refining the dragon python's strange soul, blessed by the divine wood, and his magic power was comparable to that of the last golden immortal.

I'll have a whole situation later;

After all, he is just a super large Xing Dian.

The Yuehua Sword made a slight trembling sound and landed on Wang Jixuan's palm. A light red light spread around him, and the glass pearl also fell into his palm.

The black dragon surrounds and condenses into a tattoo, protecting it on the left shoulder.

Wang Jixuan carried three or two positive energy, accompanied by a little breeze, his white robe was like snow, his long hair was floating, and he held his sword and landed on the last level of the ladder.

The thunder sounded in the capsule, as if a thousand swords were heard.

Wang Jixuan restrained his breath, took out the lines given by Peony, and bowed his head to the Nine Spirit Sword Lord deeply.
To be continued...