Thinking of this, Wei Lin suddenly discovered something strange. Judging from the reactions of the immortal soldiers, Zhou Chang was just a decoration. The one who could really make them feel at ease was Peng Xiao, the powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal.

However, the actual person in charge of the Ninth War Zone was Zhou Chang.

A mid-stage Tianxian Realm with no potential for advancement after reaching the end of her cultivation.

This is illogical!

If Zhou Chang is a potential genius, it is reasonable that the aristocratic families will protect geniuses who have not grown up and will indeed give strong guards, but Zhou Chang is obviously not among the situation.

Under normal circumstances, a family like him who has low cultivation and has no hope of advancement will be responsible for cumbersome and complications.

Those who have a way may be responsible for a war zone, but this war zone should match his strength, rather than letting Peng Xiao, the powerful Taiyi Golden Immortal, push the formation for him.

As the saying goes, good birds choose trees to live on and press the formation for Zhou Chang. Peng Xiao is too careless.

Wei Lin looked at the demon army that had reached its peak. There was Nightingale there, so there was no need to worry at all. He simply sent a message to ask: "Senior, is there any special place in the Zhou family? Why did Peng Xiao serve as a guard for Zhou Chang?"

"You are keen." In a compliment, the Nightingale's eyes became complicated, and finally replied quietly, "Peng Xiao is an ascendant immortal."

Wei Lin's thoughts were turning quickly, and she understood what she meant, and asked: "Among the top strong people in Xingque, are there any ascending immortals?"

Among the Ascension Immortals, although there are not many Daluo Jinxian, there are also many. Do you know why only Baixi is the only one who talks about it?”

During their transmission of voice, the demon army flew near and joined with the original demon soldiers of the 15th Dark Fire Division. Soon, only hundreds of demon soldiers wearing dark red armor were left in the sky.

Nightingale sneered: "Today, let you see it. I not only have courage, but also ability!"

What determines the outcome of the war is high-level forces. Faced with this inevitable defeat, the high-level monks on both the immortals and demons can escape if they can. Stay there will be only a way to increase casualties.

"It's the power of faith, right?"

When she was puzzled, Wei Lin quickly restrained his emotions, leaving only the vigorous determination and undercurrent eagerness in her eyes.

Nightingale did not answer, and her eyes looked at him became more and more appreciative, which was accustomed to his guess.

Nightingale took a breath slowly, "Besides the joke, I believe many people think that his ability has been recognized by the Song family.

In the stars, fairy spirit is everywhere, it is just a matter of how many people are, and the power of faith comes from all living beings.

When people mention him, they can't help but sigh that a dowry changes his destiny. On the surface, they envy him for being very lucky, but in fact they envy him for being alone.

After that, several young ladies from the Song family secretly agreed to him and each pursued him fiercely. In the end, Song Wanran, who was in the legitimate branch, won and became an immortal partner with him.

However, who can stand out from the lower realm is not a stunning and talented person, who can quickly adapt to the war of immortals and demons, and who is not capable of being outstanding.

The small world, the way of heaven, the vast world, the power of faith...

But for thousands of years, the only one who ascended the immortals in the lower realm was the only one who had the right to talk to the local forces of Xingque.

Even so, Bai Xi's resume is a legend. When he ascended, there was no newcomer training camp. As soon as he left the entrance hall, he was dragged to the battlefield. Many people died before they could adapt, but he survived.

He is famous with sharp sound attacks.

He suddenly thought that the transaction between Ali and Nan Mi, the reward that Nan Mi asked for was the world, or an intermediate world like Qingxuan Star Domain.

All exceptions were just because of his chance to obtain a small world and become the way of heaven for that small world.”

Judging from his short life in Xingque for more than a year, the fighting power of the ascension of the lower realm is generally better than that of the local Xingque immortals of the same realm. Having strength means having resources, and more of them are cautious, billions of people.

How could there be no top-notch powerhouse in the years?

Warm currents appeared in Wei Lin's heart and his eyes were warm. At this moment, he truly understood what a price and a big deal to save the world once.

In fact, the blood-colored thorns came to their 300 demon soldiers, and the rest tens of thousands were ordinary soldiers, but everyone knew that they were the threat.

He suddenly remembered something. In addition to the Ming family, the power of faith and its related artifacts were only sold in the Xian League trading company, and behind the Xian League trading company was the famous family.

"The Way of Heaven?" Wei Lin was a little surprised and felt that it should be. As early as Canglan, he discovered that the way of Heaven they feared was not a noble god, it was human.

Nightingale was surprised. She thought she had already looked down on him very much, but she did not expect to underestimate him. He was more keen and delicate than she thought.

Nightingale felt the huge ups and downs of his emotions. He suddenly heard such a big secret. It was normal for him to have a big ups and downs, but why did his eyes still turn red?

It turns out that the so-called way of heaven is the will of a certain immortal.

"Yes, it is the power of faith. The biggest difference between the immortals in Xingque and the monks in the intermediate plane is that the advancement of cultivation requires not only immortal energy, but also merit belief.

These days, because they may face the pursuit of Baixi forces, Wei Lin Xiang Jun Yushan and others have learned in detail. However, their identities are low and they all know about the public news.

He had some realization in his heart. Generally speaking, what creatures admired is mostly the way of heaven in that world. That is to say, if one becomes the way of heaven in a world, he will have a stable source of faith and will no longer be controlled by the Immortal Alliance.

With this relationship, Bai Xi was even more valued by the Song family, and he was promoted step by step. He has become an immortal king who is the only one in charge of the country. According to ordinary people, he is the Marquis of the Corsair.

Wei Lin was shocked, "Xingque is suppressing the ascension of the immortals!"

At this time, a young man with a handsome appearance and a broad chest rose up, crossed the blood-colored thorny elites and came to the front, looking at Peng Xiao, who was pretending to be Nightingale, "I didn't escape, but I had some courage."

Five hundred years later, he broke through the Heavenly Fairyland and joined the Wolf Smoke Legion. He soon showed his talents. On his way to escort Miss Song's family to Dancao, he was assassinated. Bai Xi fought in blood and finally protected the Song's fairy boat to reach his destination safely.

She also didn't know Peng Xiao's verbal habits and carefully adopted the oral habits she used on the battlefield.

"It's not a small tone!" The young man snorted coldly, and a blood-red wide sword condensed in the air and slashed towards "Peng Xiao".

The nightingale raised her hand, and a dazzling yellow shield formed rapidly, facing the blood-red broad sword.

When two things collided, the heaven and earth roared.
Chapter completed!