"Someone's here again!"

When Ling Xiao's Eternal Boat landed, many people looked over.

Although Ling Xiao and others did not use the battleships of the Ghost God Palace, their uniforms were the same.

"Ghost and God Palace!"

Someone exclaimed.

The logo of the uniform is really easy to recognize.

Especially a famous school like Guishen University.

"Ling Xiao! How could it be him? He was hunted by the Kun clan, but he didn't die.

Instead, he became a student of the Ghost and God Academy?"

Many warriors in the Ancient Sword Immortal City were shocked.

Ling Xiao killed Kun Ao, causing the Kun tribe to pursue him, which caused a huge uproar.

Moreover, his talent, which is not tolerated by heaven and envied by the gods, is also very interesting.

"Not only Ling Xiao, but also Gu Qiu Longyue, Mo Tu, and Mo Shang from the demon clan seem to be with him."

Many people exclaimed.

Such a combination is so wonderful.

"Guishen Mansion, how come there are so many melons and two jujubes here, and there are actually warriors from the Sixth God Realm.

It seems like you really have no one left."

At this moment, someone from the Holy Buddhist Academy said with a sneer.

"idiot!"

Ling Xiao said disdainfully, and then put away the Eternal Boat: "Go over there and have a look!"

"This Faxiang God Clan is also a unique existence in history.

Because it was founded by the Holy Buddha of Dharma, not an ordinary god.

Tens of thousands of years ago, God was orthodox.

Buddha is different.

It was not until the emergence of the Dharma-Appearance Holy Buddha that the Buddha gradually reached the same status as God.

This Faxiang God Clan has been the strongest God Clan in the Kingdom of Life for tens of thousands of years.

It was also inexplicable that it perished in the first place, which is really a bit emotional.”

Hong Pomegranate looked at the vast underground palace and the terrifying formations, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Looking at it like this, there should be twelve entrances to the underground palace!

However, each one is blocked by formations and sacred patterns.

And they are not related to each other and are completely different.

The formations and sacred pattern techniques of the Faxiang God Clan are really powerful."

Lingxiao rose into the sky and looked at the situation below indifferently.

Looking down from a high position, you can see the structure of the underground palace more clearly, and it is also more conducive to breaking the formation.

If others can't break the formation, he may not be able to break it.

Even if he is really bad, there is still Yuan Zun.

"Even I, who don't understand formations, can see that all twelve passages are full of dangers.

If you want to go in, you will only have a narrow escape."

Dugu Jian frowned.

"Danger is danger, but I think it's definitely not desperate.

The Dharma-Xiang God Clan left these twelve entrances because they wanted to continue their inheritance.

I’m afraid, they are not willing to be destroyed either!”

Ling Xiao said: "Okay, just stand here and watch. I want to take a closer look at these formations and sacred patterns!"

Ling Xiao chose a hilltop, sat down cross-legged, and opened his Tai Chi eyes.

Start observing the formations and sacred patterns of the twelve channels.

Unfortunately, all he could observe were the formations and sacred patterns on the stone door at the entrance.

As for the inside, you won’t know until you go in.

But you have to go in first.

As time goes by, more and more people gather here.

People from Renzitang and Dizitang of Shang Wanghui also arrived.

There are also some people who do not belong to the Lingxiao Society and the Shang Wang Society.

"Brother, it's Leng Mei!"

Long Chen suddenly touched Ling Xiao and said.

Anyway, Ling Xiao can multi-task, so he is not afraid of disturbing Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao turned around and saw thirteen figures approaching.

Everyone is stepping on a flying sword.

There were men and women, all dressed in white, and they looked very fierce.

Among them is Leng Mei.

"These are the thirteen ancient swords of the Ancient Sword Fairy City!"

Gu Qiu Longyue said lightly: "The swords in each of these thirteen people's hands are divine swords passed down from ancient swords to the Immortal Palace, and they can continue to become stronger according to each person's talent and qualifications.

A person who owns an ancient sword can be called an ancient sword user.

The thirteen most evil beings belonging to the Ancient Sword Immortal Palace!"

"I see. No wonder everyone has such a terrifying aura and outstanding talents. They are not inferior to the students from the academy."

Lengxue nodded.

"Owner!"

When Leng Mei saw Ling Xiao, she fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.

Don't care about other people's eyes at all.

Ling Xiao sighed and said: "I have told you so many times that you don't need to call me master.

Moreover, you are now the ancient sword user of the Ancient Sword Immortal Palace, and your future prospects are limitless. You cannot kneel down to others casually.

stand up!"

"yes!"

Leng Mei said.

"Do what you should do, as long as you have a clear conscience and don't care about other people's opinions."

Ling Xiao said.

"clear!"

The cold plum blossoms broke through the sky and flew away.

At this moment, several extremely terrifying powerful men suddenly flew over.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly.

The resurrected strong man.

Moreover, these powerful men are all formation mages and sacred pattern masters.

"Go away!"

These people directly occupied an entrance.

Start to break the formation.

"These people from the Ancient Sword Immortal Palace are really overbearing. Those people had almost cracked the formations and sacred patterns before they took action.

I really know how to pick things up off the shelf.”

Ling Xiao said calmly.

"There is no way, who can let others be strong?"

Gu Qiulongyue sighed.
To be continued...