Chapter 119 The Speed of the Fairy

Flying fairy car, where it passes, the sound is like thunder, like a thunderbolt in the blue, rolling. However, looking up, there was nothing. I only heard the amazing sound and did not see the source of the sound, just because the speed of the fairy carve was beyond the scope of being seen by the naked eye.

At this time, the fairy car flew high in the sky, which was better than the speed of sound.

The car rubbed with the atmosphere, and the sound suddenly appeared, but the sound had not yet been heard, and the car had gone away, so the people in the carriage did not hear the shocking sound of thunder. Many immortal disciples who couldn't stand it and were almost fainted gradually recovered at this time.

And Lingsheng is better than ordinary people, except for his sword spirit and mysterious chapter, but his mind is extremely tenacious. In the deafening and boring sound, Ling Sheng still supported it. When the sound was completely gone, he regained his keen perception and was shocked that the fairy car was still speeding up, which was far faster than the speed of the sound.

Double.

Twice.

......

I don't know how long it took, Ling Sheng's heart was extremely shocked.

At this time, the speed of the fairy carnel in the air is more than 20 times faster than the transmission of sound.

However, the fairy car is still speeding up. Although it is not as fast as before, and the acceleration is gradually slow and weak, Ling Sheng can barely feel it roughly and find that the amazing speed of the fairy car at this time is still at its limit and is still speeding up.

However, the speed of the fairy car was too fast, and Ling Sheng tried his best to figure out its speed, which was also extremely laborious. After a while, he felt dizzy, which was actually more tired than after the sword test meeting. In desperation, he had no choice but to meditate and spit out his luck.

Wait until Ling Sheng woke up again and then felt it. I only knew that the speed of the fairy car was more than 20 times faster than the sound speed and nearly 30 times faster. After the terrment, I felt numb.

Thirty times faster than sound, how fast is it?

Don't say that it is difficult to see with the naked eye, but it is extremely difficult for Xian Xuanzhen to perceive it.

Ling Sheng is on top of the fairy carp to feel the speed of the fairy carp. If you only hear the roar of thunder in the outside world, the fairy car will have flown thousands of miles away. How can you feel it?

Ling Sheng slightly guessed that at such a speed, he was afraid that any character would crash into meat sauce, instantly turn into powder, and finally annihilated, and there would be no residue left. Even after his death, he didn't know what he was hit by and died.

"It's 30 times faster than the sound. Under such a rush, I'm afraid it's beyond the reach of the means of showing the mysterious immortal king."

Ling Sheng believes that his sword is extremely fast, and he really wants to do his best to kill it before people respond. But when I saw the speed of the fairy, I felt very frustrated.

At the speed of the fairy car, it is really desperate.

Even if Ling Sheng knew in advance that there was a fairy car passing by, he was ready to wait and kill with sword spirit halfway. Presumably it was just a sword spirit. Before approaching, the fairy car had flown out tens of miles away. When the fairy car passed, the sword spirit had to fail.

"Fairy, fairy, really worthy of the word immortal!"

Ling Shengxin said, "No one can stop such a fairy. Whoever stands in front must be hit by the fairy chalin, turn into powder, and be annihilated in an instant. Whoever wants to attack this fairy car, I'm afraid of all kinds of means. Before all kinds of sword light is approaching, the fairy car has flown out of thousands of miles, and countless means have to fail in the end.

"When this fairy car flies in the air, who can stop it in the world? Who can catch up? Who can be hurt?"

Ling Sheng was silent and couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this moment, a voice came from behind and said lightly, "Are you speculating how fast this fairy is at this time?"

Ling Sheng looked back and saw that this man was the middle-aged Xuan elder.

The Xuanxianjun stood with his hands and said, "My elder's surname is Pang, from Yunxuanmen. You can call me Uncle Pang or Elder Pang."

Ling Sheng got up and said, "I've met Uncle Pang."

Although Ling Sheng is relatively indifferent and according to the black monkey's personality, in fact, Ling Sheng also admires the profound characters and does not hesitate to say a respectful name.

The uncle and the elder have different names, but have completely different attitudes. In contrast, Ling Sheng is naturally closer to being a master. Although Ling Sheng does not know how to steer the wind, he at least knows how to distinguish this point.

Hearing this obviously closer name, Uncle Pang smiled and said, "I watch dozens of people on the fairy chave. You are the most pleasing to the eye. It is worthy of being the first in the sword test. Originally, I heard that many people were very disdainful of your first sword test meeting, and I also felt that you were opportunistic and a little lucky, but now when I saw it, I knew that the rumors were not credible. You are the first in the sword test, which is really worthy of your name.

Ling Sheng whispered, "Uncle is overreputed."

"Reputation?" Uncle Pang shook his head and said, "I never lie. Since I have spoken, I must tell the truth. Look, dozens of people on the fairy car, including those who are known as outstanding disciples, and these Elders of Yung, can't stand the previous noisy noise and were secretly injured. Even if the sound is quiet at this moment, it has not recovered, so they have to move their skills. But you can resist, not to mention anything else, but this perseverance makes me very satisfied. At this moment, when I see you feel it carefully, I think you are trying to find out the speed of the fairy car. What I'm talking about?

Ling Sheng nodded and said, "Uncle is right."

"This fairy car has exceeded the speed of sound at this moment, more than 30 times, and it is still speeding up." Elder Pang said a few words and suddenly sighed, "This fairy car is originally a substitute for immortals. It is owned by the nine immortal sects, and there are only three. In terms of speed, it's really better than lightning. Although I am a mysterious immortal, if I stand in front of the fairy chamot, I'm afraid that I will be hit into powder by the fairy chaise and die before I can react.

Elder Pang suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "If I were to intercept this fairy car, I must have disappeared after I hit the means. Under such circumstances, even if there are all kinds of means, I have to fall into the air."

Ling Sheng asked, "Is it possible that when this fairy car flies in the sky, no one can control it between heaven and earth?"

"There must be no one to control it."

Hearing the words, Ling Sheng suddenly became silent.

Elder Pang suddenly sighed and whispered, "The fairy car was made by the ancient immortals. In the world, except for the immortals, who can block this fairy car? Who can hurt this fairy car?

Ling Sheng gradually raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Fairy..."

"The immortals are magical, earth-shaking, moving mountains and filling the sea, which is naturally enough to block the fairy car." Elder Pang was silent for a moment, and his tone was slightly lower. He said, "Xian Xuan's generation has a total of 150 years. If you maintain good health, you can live a few more years, but you can't go beyond this category. I'm nearly half my age. In the remaining years, I'm afraid I don't have a chance to become a fairy.

Ling Sheng was slightly surprised.

Elder Pang seems to be middle-aged, but the monk is skillful. If he is actually 70 or 80 years old, it is also reasonable. However, this elder Pang stepped into nourishment in 70 or 80 years, had to enter the imperial spirit, broke through the clouds, and achieved Xuanxuan, but he was not sure to break through the immortals in the remaining 70s and 80 years.

Even if he is a mysterious person, he is also a vulgar person. Only when he becomes a fairy is the road and is really an immortal.

However, the immortal barrier, like the gap between heaven and earth, even a mysterious elder of the immortal sect, is not sure that he can break through the situation in 70 or 80 years.

Ling Sheng subconsciously clenched his palm and said in his heart, "I can't waste my life in the world. I want the sun to fly up and prove that I will live. Otherwise, after a hundred years, I will have to be a pile of dead bones. Thousands of years later, there will be no trace of Ling Sheng in the world, only an unrecognizable bone slag between the dust. I... will definitely become a road and become a real immortal."

"Maybe I shouldn't have said too much to you." Elder Pang sighed, "My words must have frustrated you. You are still young. When you are full of vigor, you should face difficulties, not be afraid of difficulties and dangers, and break through all obstacles.

"Uncle is too worried." Ling Sheng said lightly: "Maybe ordinary people will have setbacks when they hear it. They only say that they can't become immortals in this life, and they still have to turn into dead bones for a hundred years. Therefore, they have lost their mind of practice, which makes them slack and depressed, and cut off the way forward. But in my Lingsheng's eyes, I will break through all kinds of obstacles on the road ahead.

Elder Pang's eyes showed surprise, looked at him carefully for a long time, and praised him, "With this idea, it is the nature of youth, bloodless and fearlessness."

This time, Ling Sheng was not natural and happily received it, but he thought of the outstanding contemporary people in his heart. He secretly said, "Like Gutingqiu, Su Bai, who is still young, became a mysterious, known as a fairy king, comparable to the elderly figure, or even better. As long as there is no such thing as a sudden loss on the way to grow up, he will become a fairy in the future. If it can be achieved, it must be the monks in the world who think so.

"Since Guting Qiu Subai and others have such ability, how can I lose?"

At this time, the platinum sword elixir in the body seemed to feel what Ling Sheng thought. The sword elixir trembled, and its upper ora resonated, and the eighth unappeared ora immediately broke.

A strong breath, fierce and unparalleled, flashed away from Ling Sheng's body.

The eighth trickhole was broken, and the infinite fine gold spirit in the platinum sword elixir rolled endlessly, intending to break out and turn into sword spirit. In the past, when Ling Sheng broke through, many swords were broken by himself, and it was not a problem to break through the mountains and the ground, but at this moment, Elder Pang was beside him, and Ling Sheng had to suppress it.

But how fierce the sword spirit is, even if it is a victory, it is difficult to completely suppress it. Such pressure is a hidden danger. Once it can't be suppressed, not only will the sword spirit be exposed in front of people, but also afraid that it will be damaged.

Ling Sheng thought that the speed of the fairy car was extremely fast, and it should not be long to go to southern Xinjiang.

Elder Pang frowned. Previously, he suddenly found a breath coming from Ling Sheng's body, which was very sharp and amazing, but at this moment, he went to explore it silently.

Is it that the previous induction was wrong?

Elder Pang frowned for a moment and then let go without paying attention to it.