Chapter 241 Tiang pear wooden chair, Yungang magic gun [please subscribe]

"Who is it?"

The owner of the big island was furious and got up and shouted angrily.

A man outside the hall, about 20 years old, held a thousand catties of big stone unicorn and walked in slowly. On top of the unicorn, there are many bright red blood stains, which may be caused by this young man using the stone unicorn to smash people.

"Ling Sheng?" King Zhouling immediately kicked down the long table and took a deep breath.

Ling Sheng turned his head to look at him and said, "It's really you. The owner of the 18 islands of Zhouling Island is the 18 kings of Zhouling. You call yourself the king of Zhouling in Middle Earth, but you are compatible with each other.

King Zhouling turned his mind and said with a smile, "Brother Ling Sheng is originally the cultivation of imperial spirit. Now he has to enter the clouds. Compared with the white old man with you, it is almost the difference between clouds and mud. To be more careful, we have no hatred. That small tax is just a collection of outsiders. You and I are old knowledge, so naturally it should be avoided. I don't know if you intend to enter my island and become a guest elder?"

Ling Sheng looked calm and looked at the backyard.

A man ran over quickly, with a good face, dressed in white and blue jade belts, and his face was in a hurry. He quickly asked, "What happened?"

Ling Sheng saw that this person's clothes were not neat, but it was generally neat, and Fang Ningyu was fine. When Lingsheng entered the house, he put his perception on Fang Ningyu. If there was really something to kill, how could he say too much?

When a servant saw the prince coming, he knew that this place was bound to change, so he pulled him to avoid the back hall. He was not so loyal. He just wanted to avoid disaster with the prince, so as not to be affected here.

The owner of the big island suddenly smiled and said, "This brother turned out to be a good friend of my 18th brother, and that's my good friend. Please take a seat."

Ling Sheng glanced at the three mud-like corpses and said lightly, "Are these three also one of the 18 kings of Zhouling? I killed them. Is it the disaster of killing the owner of the big island again?

The owner of the big island's eyebrows were gloomy and immediately dispersed and said, "The tutoring is not strict. These three people are offended in advance. They have nothing to do with the Ling Sheng brothers. Please come and sit down quickly."

King Zhouling bowed and said, "Ling Sheng, you and I have no grudges. At the beginning, it was just a mistake that made you mislead into it. Now that you have escaped, what else can't you let go? The lives of my three brothers are my compensation, how about it?

Ling Sheng stretched out his hand to take a glass of wine, opened his mouth to drink, then sat down and said, "Since you are here, is old Bai here?"

When King Zhouling saw him sit down and looked at the other island owners, he was relieved and replied, "Not only is Brother Bai here, but also Elder Wang Yangli is also here."

"Oh?"

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "That's just right."

King Zhouling said, "What's right?"

Ling Sheng said, "It's just served together to save trouble."

Hearing this, King Zhou Ling clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Then you have to stand up."

Ling Sheng earned slightly and couldn't stand up. A rune appeared in the seat, locking him up.

The island owners smashed the chairs under their seats, but the three island owners, the fifteenth, sixteenth and seventeenth, were all dead and the place was empty. King Zhou Ling smashed his own seats and slowly went to the other three seats and smashed them one by one.

There were runes hanging in the air. With a low shout from the owner of the island, they all melted on the chair under Ling Sheng's seat. The power of bondage immediately increased more than ten times.

"These 18 seats, 36 were inadvertently obtained by the unknown island when I returned from the Central Plains. Unfortunately, it's not a scattered fairy Taoist system, but just a mysterious treasure, but it's convenient to reverse. If you smash a piece, the runes on it can be integrated into the rest of the seats and enhance the power of restraint.

King Zhouling said, "The eighteen brothers on the island smashed the remaining 18 seats, and there is only one left for your victory today. However, you have many treasures, all of which are unrivaled treasures, which can make a prosperous one. Everyone knows that the treasures obtained after killing you are enough to make Zhouling Island flourish for thousands of years. Let alone 18 seats, even 18,000 seats, should be destroyed immediately.

A sneer came from the backyard and shouted, "Even if you kill Ling Sheng and even give away the treasure, do you dare to take over a projectile place on Zhouling Island?"

The voice is quite loud, the voice is extremely loud, and it is very familiar.

Ling Sheng turned his head and saw that it was Wang Yangli.

The rest of the island owners looked at Wang Yangli, which was not good.

The owner of the big island said coldly, "Is this how Elder Wang has helped me on Zhouling Island for so long?"

Wang Yangli laughed and said, "The Zhouling Island family has a great career, with a total of 18 island owners, which can't be compared with ordinary sects. However, Ling Sheng's body are all immortals, such as water jade and white lions that can produce fairy elixir, portable caves and so on. A fairy elixir is rare. A water jade white lion is afraid that it should attract the Three Immortals Island in the East China Sea to take it together.

Everyone's color changes.

King Zhouling said, "This is to talk about it after Rong. If it doesn't happen, it's enough to send the treasure out. I'll wait to cut it off some secretly. I think it's also unsightly for the people of Xiandao. However, Elder Wang was cut off by this man, and he had no choice but to make legs with raw iron. Even the young eggs of insects that had been painstakingly refined for decades were destroyed. The snake and dragon that accompanied almost a lifetime of people who practiced together have died. Although it is difficult to come back to the snake's head, don't you want to revenge?

Wang Yangli shouted loudly, "I can't wait to swallow its blood and eat its flesh."

"Then please."

King Zhouling made a gesture and said, "He was locked by the runes of thirty-six Tianang pear wooden chairs and couldn't move."

Wang Yangli turned his head and asked, "Why don't you do it?"

King Zhouling said, "Among the people present, Elder Wang has the deepest hatred with him. Naturally, it is time to invite Elder Wang to take action."

Wang Yangli suspected that he was cheating, so he shirked it.

The owner of the big island looked at each other coldly and said no words.

The old man Bai looked at Ling Sheng from afar, and his mood was extremely complicated. A few years ago, he first saw this person, and now he is able to enter Yunang and rebel. Looking at myself, Zhenqi is only a little bit of growth, and the growth of cultivation is almost equivalent to nothing, and it is still standing still.

A hundred years of practice is far from the cold and heat of others.

The old man Bai sighed sadly and almost cried, but when he remembered that Ling Sheng was about to die, he finally felt better.

Ling Sheng was beside him and listened to everyone, as if he had regarded himself as a fish on the cutting board. He smiled and said, "Why don't you ask if this chair can lock me? Tianang pear wooden chair? The name is loud."

"Do you still want to break free?" King Zhou Ling smiled and said, "These 36-day pear wooden chairs are all locked on this chair under you. Unless it is Xuan, who can break free?"

With a bang, the Tianang pear wooden chair under Ling Sheng's seat broke.

The sword spirit is turbulent and full of lingering power.

Everyone only felt that an unspeakable sharp breath was approaching, and they all took a few steps back. As for those servants, they were mostly shocked and fainted.

Ling Sheng took the flying runes in the sky and sent them to the wooden house. Then he looked at the almost shocked King Zhou Ling and said lightly, "Who do you think can break free?"

King Zhouling was stunned for a long time, then retreated and shouted, "Let's start!"

In the hall, there is a flash of light, and the green bricks on the ground show countless lines, with blue light and a sense of transparency.

"This array of evil as a sword is a simple record from the back mountain of Yunxuanmen. A few years ago, I asked Xuanyun* to depict the array lines and practice the treasures of my 18 brothers for most of their lives. I went to Xiandao in exchange for a sword and buried them in the array." King Zhouling said, "You are powerful to get rid of the trouble of the pear wooden chair, but under this method, how do I think you can survive?"

"Sword array?"

Wang Yangli suddenly took a breath, looked at the owner of the big island and King Zhou Ling, and said to himself, "So cruel! If I really kill Ling Sheng at the right time, I'm afraid that I will use the formation to kill me next. At that time, all the fairy treasures on Ling Sheng will fall into the hands of these people surnamed Zhou.

Thinking like this, Wang Yang's murderous heart is rising, but now his injury has not healed, and the insects are dead. If he really wants to fight, he is only in the middle of the big island, and with the help of the rest of the island owners, he will undoubtedly be defeated. The reason why he is so pretentious is that he is afraid that he will be seen by King Zhou Ling and others, and he will die faster when he is weak.

Ling Sheng was quite surprised to see the array, but when he saw the sword array, he felt funny.

With the sword spirit he practiced, how can he hurt him since it is a sword array? If it is of the same level as the three talent array of people in Zhongtang Mountain, Ling Sheng naturally can't resist it. However, although the array in front of him is mysterious, there is a sword exchanged by the 18 island owners, which is comparable to the three talent array of Tiandi people in Zhongtang Mountain, which is scrap iron compared to the divine sword.

Hundreds of swords burst out on the ground and went straight to Lingsheng.

Ling Sheng is covered with qi, and the wind and rain are impenetrable.

King Zhouling was puzzled. Suddenly, he saw a sword light breaking the gas and piercing Ling Sheng's body. He was overjoyed.

However, Ling Sheng is still unimped and stands in place.

Every breath, two sword rays broke into the qi and sank into Ling Sheng's body.

Don't say that King Zhouling, who was well aware of the power of the sword array and intended to make achievements in one fell swoop, was already dull, and even Wang Yangli was shocked.

As for the rest of the island owners and Bai Lao Weng and others, most of them are speechless.

The sword still bursts from the underground green bricks.

Ling Sheng did not refuse to accept it and absorbed it one by one until the true qi in his body melted the sword and was slightly saturated before it gradually stopped. Then, a sword spirit ran from his fingers and hit the corner of the hall.

With a crisp bang, the sword rising on the ground was much weaker.

Ling Sheng came out with three sword spirits in a row, broke the formation, and then bullied him and killed an island owner with qi. Another two sword spirits cut off the three island owners in the waist.

Everyone is surprised.

The owner of the big island shouted fiercely, united with the owner of the two islands and the owner of the three islands, and gathered a long gun using his strength.

This long gun is full of ink, with a dragon wrapped around the gun body. The blade seems to be protrude from the dragon's mouth, in a strange shape, just like ancient gods and demons.

"God and demon long gun!"

This Taoism is a secret biography of Zhouling Island, which can be used together. If it hadn't been forced by Ling Sheng, the island owner would not have immediately used the Taoism at the bottom of the box.

The three clouds work together to condense the magic long gun.

Ling Sheng opened his hand, and thirty-six swords turned into flower buds, blooming in the wind and covering the long gun.

The long gun of gods and demons collapsed inch by inch.

The Molong, almost like a living thing, cried sadly and then was twisted into pieces by the sword lotus.