Chapter 296 Eight Innate Mixed Ancestors
"These two juniors are really better than those of me waiting for these Xianxuan elders."
In Kongming Fairy Mountain, the elders watched the battle, among which Elder Qiu sighed.
"The pursuit of Ling Sheng in the past is still vivid. After a while, he was able to stand side by side with Su Bai."
The one who spoke was one of the six Xuan elders who chased Ling Sheng to Jinghai Lake when he was in southern Xinjiang. He only heard him say, "It is said that Ling Sheng is Su Bai Jiannu. Su Bai is just going to clean up the door on this trip. At this time, it seems that the sword slave sword master's statement is not true."
"This fight is not only for us to watch the battle, but I'm afraid that most of the elders in the door have already passed."
"Not only that, the formation near Kongming Xianshan has been closed for outsiders to watch the battle."
The elders sighed, especially the six Xuan elders who had chased Ling Sheng in the past, which was even more amazing.
In a short time, the young man who fled has now achieved such an achievement.
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Kongming Zhangjiao carried his hands and looked at the two people in front of him, and his face was extremely calm.
"You are the head of Kongming, and you are so in charge of the life-and-death struggle between two peers?"
On the treetops behind the teacher, there was a green-shirted Taoist, as if it were as light as feathers, and the treetops and leaves did not sink at all. The Qingshan Taoist was also 40 or 50 years old and looked different. He said, "When Su Bai broke into the imperial spirit, I had seen him and knew that he was the most outstanding person among the contemporary disciples of this sect. As for Ling Sheng, he was not famous before. If he hadn't killed the white wave demon dragon king, I wouldn't have known that there was such a disciple in this sect. ."
"Although the reputation is not obvious, the ability is not bad." Another Taoist praised: "This son is not inferior to Su Bai."
"I heard that he was still Su Bai's sword slave. At this time, I thought that the name of master and servant had already been invalidated."
Several immortals stood at the highest place of Kongming Xianshan Mountain, overlooking the place of fighting, and making a brief comment.
Shicai's green-shirted Taoist muttered, "You are in charge of the supreme teaching, can't you stop the two people from fighting? Although these two have feuds, can't they rest after your mediation? If there are two such disciples in this family, Zhongxing is promising. If it really can only survive, it is a great pity.
"Brother said it poorly." The leader shook his head and said, "Whether it is Su Bai, Ling Sheng, or even Gu Tingqiu, they are all contemporary heroes and have their own temperaments. If they really want to talk about it, they will inevitably be reruly. Although I am in charge of teaching, it is still difficult to mediate. What's more, the Lord of Fengling had a divination before his deathbed, saying that after the war between the two of them, the pregnant fairy mountains emerged.
"Today, including Kongming, the nine immortal sects in the Middle Earth, the three immortal islands in the East China Sea, the seven Zen temples in the western land, the three Tianzun Pavilions in the north, and the soul refining evil sects in the southern Xinjiang are all waiting for the appearance of the pregnant immortal mountains."
"In other words, all the monks and all the immortals in the world are watching the battle. Can you teach me how to stop it?"
The leader turned around and said lightly, "Besides, it may not be a good thing to fight last time."
The green-shirted Taoist shook his head slightly and smiled astringently, "Since I can't coexist, I still hope that Su Bai will win. After all, he is an unrivaled genius cultivated by my family since childhood."
The rest of the immortals agree.
Kong Ming's teaching is silent.
The immortal Su Bai, the sword demon Ling Sheng.
The wind is low.
The Qingshan Taoist looked to the east and said, "Gu Tingqiu of the Taibai Sword Sect has also come. The one next to him is the young man who is known as the master of the Taibai Sword Sect?"
"The younger generation's name is Li Wenqing." Kongming said, "At the sword test meeting, Ling Sheng fought with him, and Ling Sheng finally reached the peak."
An old fairy smiled and said, "Since Ling Sheng climbed to the top, it seems that I am more like the empty fairy mountain."
"Li Wenqing is also famous in the East China Sea, but Ling Sheng killed Bai Lang, which is too famous to suppress Li Wenqing's limelight."
Kongming said lightly, "Li Wenqing was originally in the East China Sea and returned to the Middle East in just over ten days. It was not slower than Ling Sheng. It was probably Gu Tingqiu who personally picked him up from Taibai Jianzong to watch the battle."
"Is it only a round trip for more than ten days?" The green-shirted Taoist sighed leisurely, "It's really a new generation to replace the old."
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Su Bai looked at the break of the river, silently said nothing, and spit out that some of his ancestors fell on the fairy sword.
The power of the fairy sword can rise again.
This fairy sword is as amazing as when Xian Xuanzhenjun tried his best to take action. Now he has a congenital mixed ancestral spirit, and his power has turned over again.
Ling Sheng's eyes became more and more solemn, his hands waved, and dozens of platinum swords came out.
Today's Ling Sheng can give birth to more than 180 platinum swords every three breaths. Therefore, almost every time he breathes, he plays more than 60 swords, either continuously, or dozens of swords burst out.
With a sound, the fairy sword collided with the sword spirit.
The sword spirit collapsed in an instant and turned into dozens of fine sword spirits of white and gold.
The light of the fairy sword is slightly dim.
Su Bai rarely paid attention to Ling Sheng. The reason why he paid attention to Ling Sheng was that he lost a congenital mixed ancestor in Ling Sheng. However, after Ling Sheng's shocking deeds of the East China Sea and the White Wave Demon Dragon King came to Middle Earth, Su Bai knew that Ling Sheng was already qualified to treat him cautiously.
Even if it is Su Bai, his eyes are still extremely solemn in the face of Ling Sheng.
It's just that Su Bai's face is still plain, just like Ling Sheng's coldness. Su Bai's indifferent appearance is his nature.
Since the fairy sword broke through the mountain peak and appeared in the world, it has not been full of breath, and Su Bai has spit out five congenital ancestral spirits.
The fairy sword passed one after another, with countless cracks in the earth and white clouds overflowing in the sky.
Wo!
In addition to resisting the fairy sword, Ling Sheng combined more than ten platinum swords and hit Su Bai.
Su Bai's body moved slightly, and the clouds and fog in the mountains turned into gas, condensed in front to resist the sword spirit.
The platinum sword spirit penetrated through the clouds and fog and came to Su Bai's eyebrows.
Su Bai just dialed and put aside the weak sword spirit.
The sword spirit hit a hill and made the front and back of the peak transparent.
Su Bai spread his hand slightly, and his jade-like palm had a black color, which was hurt by the sword spirit.
Ling Sheng took time to play more than a dozen swords to attack Su Bai, and was forced close to the fairy sword, and could only resist the sword spirit. Originally, Ling Sheng could resist the fairy sword and sometimes attack Su Bai, but Su Bai spit out five innate mixed ancestral spirits on the fairy sword, which greatly increased the power of the fairy sword. Ling Sheng could only exert more sword spirit, making the platinum sword powerful and compete with it.
Just like this, Ling Sheng couldn't take time to attack Su Bai again. Sometimes he found a chance and was also attacked by the fairy sword.
This is only five congenital ancestral spirits.
Ling Sheng already knows that Su Bai's innate ancestral spirit is a taboo chapter, which is divided into nine paths.
Now a congenital mixed ancestral spirit is lost in Ling Sheng, which makes Su Bai's way of practice flawed, so he gave up accumulation and broke into Xianxuan in one fell swoop.
However, Su Bai still has eight congenital ancestral spirits.
This is only the fifth one.
Ling Sheng showed his step by step and came behind Su Bai. This time, a hundred swordsmanships took action and hit Su Bai's head.
It exploded.
Landslides and cracks.
This peak, starting from the top of the mountain, has been destroyed.
The fairy sword hit again, and Ling Sheng raised his hand and greeted him with sword spirit.
When I looked at the peak in the sky again, there was already a white figure, still sitting cross-legged. The sword box was still horizontal in front of my knees, and the treasure juice was not overflowing at all.
A white breath flashed in Su Bai's eyebrows, which instantly crossed dozens of miles and fell on the fairy sword.
"Su Bai is the cultivation of the upper class of Xianxuan, but he has not yet entered the perfect semi-immortal realm of Xianxuan."
The black monkey said, "He practiced the true secret of the congenital mixed ancestral spirit, pointing directly to the road. A congenital mixed ancestral spirit is more powerful than the ordinary Xuan Zhenjun. Now he has eight congenital mixed ancestral spirits, which is equivalent to eight Xuanxian immortals at the upper level. Every time he spit out a congenital mixed ancestral spirit, the immortal sword is equivalent to the help of an additional Xuanxian emperor in the upper realm.
"The platinum sword elixir needs three hundred and sixty-five tricks to be regarded as a mysterious perfection. Now you have only opened half of the tricks. In terms of Taoism, Su Bai is better than you. Now the eight congenital mixed ancestral spirits are more like eight Su Bai. You boy should be careful.
Ling Sheng nodded slightly.
In the distance, Su Bai made a move, recalled the fairy sword and fell into the sword box.
The two stood on a mountain and looked at each other from a distance.
Several peaks between the two have collapsed, the creatures are silent, and the earth is full of countless cracks.
"No wonder Gu Tingqiu cares about you so much. It turns out that you do have this capital."
Su Bai said lightly and pointed to the sword, picking slightly.
In the sword box, the fairy sword flew up without any trace of the precious medicine**, and did not splash the liquid in the box.
The sword box across Su Bai's knee was gently patted by him at the bottom and flew up, and the precious medicine inside was sprinkled on the fairy sword.
The fairy sword had a burst of suction power and absorbed all the medicinal liquid into it. Even the medicinal liquid that was about to fall on the ground was absorbed and integrated into the sword body.
The sword is clear, but there is no trace of water.
A white light appeared between Su Bai's eyebrows.
Congenitary mixed ancestral spirit.
An ordinary person who practices for a lifetime may not be able to cultivate a congenital mixed ancestral spirit to this extent. However, Su Bai, who also practiced nine paths, still broke through the realm and was close to the semi-immortal, and was expected to break into the immortals.
After a mixed ancestral spirit fell.
Another white light appeared in Su Bai's eyebrows and fell on the fairy sword.
All eight mixed ancestral spirits sank into the inside of the fairy sword.
The sword box has long been psychic and has a mysterious level. He went to install the fairy sword by himself, and put the fairy sword, which gathered eight congenital ancestral spirits, into the box.
At this time, Ling Sheng mobilized all the sword spirit in the platinum sword elixir and gathered it in his hand.
Bang!
The sword box couldn't stand the breath of the fairy sword, and suddenly collapsed, turning into countless fragments and spilling into all directions.
A white fairy sword rose to the sky.
Su Bai got up and pointed to Ling Sheng.
The fairy sword went away in an instant.
Ling Sheng was covered with platinum light and flickering. He looked at the fairy sword coming, and his eyes were fierce.