Chapter 2112
Chapter 2112
"Wait... How come he's in the middle stage of Immortal Realm? Wasn't he in the early stage of Immortal Realm before?"
"He...he broke through again?"
"How is this possible? Who can break through so quickly?"
"Oh my god..."
Countless creatures were shocked, and their worldview was completely overturned at this moment.
Lin Xuan approached Mi Xihuang, raised his hand casually and grabbed him. The power of heaven and earth condensed into a Bagua diagram, directly wrapping Mi Xihuang in it.
Afterwards, Lin Xuan carried Mi Xihuang out of Xianyun City. The Xianyun City of the two major immortal clans escorted them throughout the journey, and no living creature dared to approach.
Even those forces that were on good terms with the Yunzhou Imperial Family became cowards at this moment, pretending not to see anything.
"Capture the coach single-handedly!"
"Junior brother has the demeanor of a supreme master!"
Mu Jingfeng was sighing, Ye Nian looked at him strangely, a light flashing in his eyes for a long time, and he actually nodded heavily...
The glory of Xianyun City is still bright!
However, the entire area was unusually quiet at this moment.
Countless lives are still in shock.
The scene of Lin Xuan capturing Mi Xihuang single-handedly played in their minds like a kaleidoscope.
I don't know how long it took, but finally a living being reacted and took out a communication talisman. Messages were transmitted at a terrifying speed from the Black Dragon Jedi Feathered Realm battlefield to the Ascension Realm battlefield, and then to the Heaven Beyond Heaven, and finally spread throughout the Nine Provinces.
More creatures were shocked, and the Yunzhou imperial family was furious!
A storm begins to gather again!
However, Lin Xuan didn't care about these things at this time. Mi Xi was anxious to death, but not now. There were plenty of opportunities to kill him.
He wanted to use this to ask for benefits from the Yunzhou Imperial Family, as he was in urgent need of a shortcut-level scripture.
The path to immortality must be fought for!
Lin Xuan will carry out the philosophy of the Tiandao Sect to the end and will never miss any opportunity.
At this time, Lin Xuan carried Mi Xihuang and directly entered the Tiandao Sect's Xianyun City.
The two peak immortals from the Yun Che Immortal Clan and the Moon God Clan followed respectfully on both sides, looking like they were ready to be ordered at any time.
From time to time, they looked at Lin Xuan with admiration in their eyes.
Obviously, even though Lin Xuan's realm was not as high as theirs, he was completely convinced at this moment.
They are naturally also among the ranks of geniuses, but after seeing Lin Xuan capture Mi Xihuang, they already know that the gap between themselves and Lin Xuan is as huge as a chasm.
They didn't even dare to imagine how extraordinary Lin Xuan would become after reaching the pinnacle of immortality.
"Perhaps... only those geniuses who have reached a certain level and voluntarily descended from the realm of heaven are qualified to compete with the Prince Consort?"
The immortal peaks of the two races looked at each other, their thoughts collided, and they had the same idea at the same time.
At this time, Lin Xuan closed the state of being in the sky, and the arrogance in his eyes had subsided.
However, at this moment, Lin Xuan suddenly stopped, frowned, and his heart beat wildly, as if a huge crisis was coming.
A burning thought suddenly appeared, arriving without any warning, turning into a sharp thorn and falling heavily into Lin Xuan's consciousness.
"boom!"
The state of God's Descent to the Ninth Heaven that Lin Xuan had just closed was opened again, and an unparalleled pressure burst out from him, sweeping all around.
"Junior brother!"
"Daozi!"
"My Lord!" x2.
No one around him knew what was going on, but they all felt Lin Xuan's extreme nervousness at the same time.
Lin Xuan ignored them.
Because at this moment, the burning thought pierced his spiritual consciousness, causing Lin Xuan to feel a swelling and pain in his brow. His blood began to flow rapidly, as if he had encountered an unprecedented huge crisis.
But what was strange was that the burning thought only pierced the spiritual consciousness, leaving a direction before disappearing.
"It's him!"
In Lin Xuan's mind, a cold and arrogant figure standing on the Golden Crow appeared. Even because of the scorching breath, this figure was difficult to get rid of for a while.
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