Chapter 469 Six Thousand Miles

Ling Sheng broke the situation in one fell swoop and turned into a fairy.

The sky is auspicious and the earth has visions.

For a short time, the golden light is flying and the haze is shining.

However, when the heavenly woman flew up to pave the road, the scene of foreign beasts did not appear.

Even so, there are still countless exclamation and surprises between heaven and earth, and how many changes and turbulence are not comparable to the scene in front of them.

The ancestor who refined the soul looked solemn.

"When you enter the real immortal in the early autumn of the ancient court, you will break through the realm of immortals. Do you think I can't break through?" Ling Sheng's eyes were flat and said slowly, "The sword is not inferior to Taibai Sword Code."

The soul refining ancestors naturally knew that the sword spirit is not inferior to the Taibai Sword Code, and it is even better in terms of killing.

At this time, Ling Sheng was no longer inferior to Gu Tingqiu on that day.

The soul-refining ancestor said silently for a moment, "Since you have such skills, why don't you break the situation in one fell swoop?"

"From the beginning, you regarded me as a descendant of Li Taibai, a descendant who did not pay attention to it, but paid a little attention to it. Sometimes it adds some trouble to me. If I die on these small troubles, I don't deserve to be your opponent and die. But I'm different from you. You're like a mountain. It's really unfair to have been on me since the beginning of southern Xinjiang. Ling Sheng said, "I'm here to see if you are qualified to break me into the immortals."

The soul-refining ancestor laughed and asked, "What's the result?"

Ling Sheng did not answer directly. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'm already a fairy."

Seeing this, the soul refining ancestor said, "Are you afraid that you will die in the hands of the ancestor before you break through?"

Ling Sheng did not say anything, and the broken virtual sword in his hand has glowed with crystal luster.

The spirit of platinum is surging.

The ancestor of soul refining is still a true immortal.

The peak realm of true immortals is the perfection of true immortals.

When the realm of true immortals is complete, it also touches the boundaries of immortals.

But ordinary people only touch this line, and the soul refining ancestors have already completely covered it. They want to cross this line, but there is a slight difference in one thought.

No one can grasp that boundary more fully than the ancestor of soul refining.

Even Ling Sheng can't. He can't jump up with his strength. He can't grasp how high the jump is, so he can only try his best to jump.

But he jumped over this line.

"Now my cultivation is higher than yours."

Ling Shenghan said, "Do you still want to suppress the realm?"

The soul refining ancestor sighed and said, "It seems impossible."

He breathed a little.

This breath crossed the boundary, so he also became a fairy.

But there is no vision on the soul refining ancestor.

There is a realm of immortals, but there is no image of immortals.

"It seems that you have reached the peak of your grasp of breath." Ling Sheng showed a little admiration in his eyes and whispered, "I became a fairy, but I stopped at the step of feathering. There is a fairy vision, which temporarily suppressed the light of the fairy world, but you can actually suppress all the visions. The ancestor of soul refining is the ancestor of soul refining. The grasp of the power of the realm is really rare in ancient times.

The soul-refining ancestor was not modest. He calmly received this praise and said slowly, "This time, I really don't have time to spare time."

If you become a fairy, there will be a fairy light to meet the road and break through the boundary.

But both of them suppressed themselves, and there was no fairy light to welcome them for the time being.

But after all, it broke into the immortals.

The immortal is the immortal. How can it be in the lower world?

Ling Sheng closed his eyes slightly. Whether it was him or the ancestor of soul refining, there was only tea time in the world. When he stayed through this cup of tea, even if he didn't want to fly up, he couldn't help it.

Between heaven and earth, there is a hidden meaning of exclusion.

One move, such as in water and mud, feels quite stagnant.

This is the rejection between heaven and earth, and also because of the countless miscellaneous meanings, miscellaneous gases, and causality in the world.

The effort of a cup of tea is not much.

Ling Sheng sighed and said, "This time, it's finally fair."

The soul refining ancestor sneered and said slowly, "Just earn eight points of justice."

Two people are in the same realm, with the same cultivation, and their magic power is considerable. There is not much, and there is no loss of one point, which is great fairness.

The other two points, one is his years of experience and accumulation, and the other point is his understanding of sword spirit.

These two points are always unfair.

With a bang!

The soul refining ancestor stepped down, and the mountains trembled.

The infinite qi broke out of the ground and turned into the qi of Xuanhuang, all converged in the hands of the ancestors.

The soul-refinement ancestor turned around, and many Xuanhuang spirits immediately turned into a Xuanhuang pagoda.

This pagoda is ordinary in style and has no ornaments. It is just a nine-story pagoda, with a mysterious yellow body and very ordinary. But between heaven and earth, no treasure can be more amazing than it.

Because this is the treasure of immortals.

The pagoda has nine floors and is nine feet high.

Ling Sheng shook the fairy sword in his hand.

The broken virtual fairy sword is his own sword. It is congenital and closely related to himself. When he breaks into the realm of immortals, the broken virtual fairy sword is already the sword of immortals.

"Go!"

In the town of the pagoda, the mountains collapsed, and the earth was cracked, just like a cobweb. This power alone is even more amazing than when the robbery star fell. After all, the robbery star was blocked by the breath left by Gu Tingqiu and has never destroyed this large mountain range.

Ling Sheng raised his sword and clicked on the tower.

The Gengjin sword spirit above the sword body is far better than before, but it can't be destroyed when it hits the tower body.

Only the body of the broken virtual fairy sword was pointed at the tower with the tip of the sword.

From the tip of the sword, cracks spread along the tower.

There is a sword wind scattered from the sword, cutting thousands of feet of void.

The pagoda was finally pierced by a sword.

However, Ling Sheng's face changed slightly, because the tower was not damaged, but locked the broken fairy sword.

At the same time, the soul refining ancestor slapped down, and a world was born in his palm.

Bang!

Who knows that Ling Sheng abandoned the fairy sword and met him with his bare hands.

When the two of them hit each other.

The soul-refining ancestor suddenly shouted angrily and scolded, "Kid is sinister!"

Ling Sheng let go of the fairy sword locked by the pagoda, so the fairy sword dissipated, and when he clenched his fist again, he already had a broken virtual fairy sword in his hand. This sword is the fairy sword that he practiced on his body. Everything is born and destroyed only in one thought.

When Ling Sheng was moved again, the fairy sword appeared in his hand and pierced the world.

An inaudible light sound.

Ling Sheng pierced the world under the soul refining ancestor, and even stabbed one palm of the soul refining ancestor.

"It's not good." When he stabbed the palm of the soul refining ancestor, Ling Sheng's eyes suddenly shrank.

The so-called world of heaven and earth is far from the world when the sword lotus was hit before. At this time, the cultivation of the soul refining ancestor is countless times higher than that of the right talent. Unexpectedly, the spells performed are lower than before.

The ancestors of soul refining did not try their best.

Why don't you try your best? What are you hiding?

Ling Sheng took a deep breath and saw a little fluorescence in front of the chest of the soul refining ancestor.

He smelled a trace of familiar breath from the fluorescence, which was very similar to the Taoist art of Li Taisheng's destroyed dragon teeth.

Ling Sheng stabbed straight with his sword, and the fairy sword broke through the void.

People hold swords, and swords break through the air.

The sword spirit broke through the void first, and the fairy sword followed, and Ling Sheng came with the sword.

The soul-refining ancestor's face was solemn, and a pair of dark eyes were very solemn. His heart moved slightly and retreated quickly.

A retreat of six thousand miles.

Ling Sheng stabbed with a sword and never stopped.

Sword travels six thousand miles.