Chapter five hundred and ten, the pavilion master of Linxian Pavilion
That scene seemed extremely strange.
His feet were covered in mud and bloody footprints, which spread all the way to the depths of the Immortal Tomb.
"Lin Xi!"
There were exclamations with different tones outside the immortal tomb.
Everyone is waiting for the emergence of the Wanxiang chessboard. Everyone thinks that it will be a long-lasting melee, so they do not think that the Wanxiang chessboard will belong to a certain category in a short time.
When Lin Xi appeared, they were naturally shocked.
Why did he come out!
And he looked very embarrassed, as if he was on the verge of death.
Follow the bloody footprints and look into the depths of the immortal tomb.
Everyone had a ghost expression on their face.
What did you see?
I saw mountains of bones piled up, rivers of blood, and messy stumps intertwined with energy.
It was obvious that Lin Xi passed through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood before arriving at the entrance of the Immortal Tomb.
How can this be!
He actually fought his way out of the siege alone.
But problems also arise.
Why did he come out alone?
Where is Sun Shi?
Why is the immortal skull in his hand?
"Junior brother." Ziyue was also extremely surprised by this. She immediately flew to hold Lin Xi up so that he didn't fall down.
Ziyue quickly poured in spiritual power to stabilize Lin Xi's injuries, but after some sensing, she discovered that he was not actually injured much, and the blood on his body did not seem to be his.
It's just that the overdraft of spiritual power is very serious, which has affected the foundation of immortality to a certain extent, so his face is so ugly.
"Are you okay?" Ziyue asked quickly.
Lin Xi smiled tiredly: "It's okay."
"The fairy skull in your arms..."
"Sun Shi gave it to me."
Ziyue couldn't hide her inner shock: "Could it be..."
Lin Xi did not answer directly, but looked around, feeling the hot gazes around her, and said softly: "These severed hands also belong to Sun Shi."
The whole place was shaken.
The eyes of senior experts from various sects were all focused on Lin Xi.
Because they all already know what happened in the Immortal Tomb.
The Wanxiang chessboard is a treasure that will shock the world and make ghosts and gods cry.
Who can be unmoved?
Everyone wants to know the final destination of this baby.
Many people even believe that even if the treasure is taken away from the Immortal Tomb, a more serious melee may break out. Some casual cultivators and sects may not sit back and watch the treasure belong to others.
Sun Shi, everyone knows that this is a key figure.
Why did Sun Shi break his arm?
Why is the broken arm in Lin Xi's hands?
Lin Xi looked at Xia Feiyan and said slowly: "Do you think the Qingyun Sect will lose everything this time?"
Xia Feiyan had some vague guesses in her mind, but she refused to admit it in her heart and said coldly: "So what."
"Then what do you think of this harvest?"
Lin Xi finally pulled her arms completely out of her arms. Amid the blood, a simple and mysterious black and white chessboard appeared in front of everyone.
If the remaining spiritual thoughts in the immortal's skull had suppressed it, the black and white chessboard would have flown away long ago. How could it be lying quietly in Lin Xi's arms?
The mysterious qi mechanism triggers countless divine consciousnesses to envelope it.
But the immortal skull blocked all these spiritual consciousnesses.
The heaven and earth shook!
The Wanxiang chessboard finally appears.
No matter how calm your heart is, you will inevitably be tempted when faced with this treasure.
Xia Feiyan was shocked: "How is it possible? It cannot be in your hands. How could you come out in such a short time?"
Others were equally shocked.
No one expected this situation.
Because they do not believe that Sun Shi can protect the Wanxiang chessboard, the alliance between Jueqing Valley and Qingyun Sect has no meaning at all. The real result should be revealed after a long melee.
But it only took a few hours for the results to come out.
It turned out to be someone from the Qingyun Sect who took the Wanxiang chessboard and broke out of the siege.
This is simply incredible.
Xia Feiyan knew that Lin Xi had mastered the highest level of Cloud Step, but even she didn't think that Lin Xi could do it, let alone others.
"I don't have to worry about it anymore." Lin Xi said in a very mocking tone.
Xia Feiyan was so angry that she choked on her words.
Seeing this, Zi Yue smiled brightly, with little stars twinkling in her eyes, she was extremely surprised: "Wow! Junior brother, good job, I really saw you right."
But at this moment, a series of extremely powerful gazes fell.
Visions from the heavens appeared.
All kinds of great laws are shaking.
Wisps of terrifying aura emerged.
The entire area where the Immortal Tomb is located is shaking, as if it is about to shatter.
There were top monks who couldn't hide their greed and seemed ready to snatch it away. So many powerful gazes were enough to tear Lin Xi into pieces.
Even the elders of the ten major sects had some strange movements.
It is very likely that this place will become a battleground for top monks in the future.
Earth-shattering changes are about to happen.
And at this moment, a somewhat old-fashioned sigh slowly came out.
"Hey~"
As soon as this sound came out, all the murderous intentions and great avenues in the world were eliminated, and all the monks above Nascent Soul felt an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations permeate the air.
Everyone's horrified sound circulated.
An old man appeared among the cliffs.
He is already very old, but his eyes are calm and his steps are slow. His ordinary pace makes people feel that even the avenue is surrendering and agreeing with him.
"Since it is my Qingyun Sect disciple who has obtained the treasure, I hope all fellow Taoists will abide by the agreement and stop fighting after leaving the Immortal Tomb." The old man said this slowly.
As soon as this was said, everyone fell silent.
No one expressed their objection to this.
Because the aura on this old man's body is too terrifying.
In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just an ordinary old man, but in the perception of monks above Nascent Soul, he seems to be a terrifying creature with overwhelming energy and blood.
Every move he makes triggers the sound of Dao Che Ming, which is simply frightening.
The master of Linxian Pavilion of Qingyun Sect.
Almost no one remembers his Taoist name, but this old man has been in charge of the Qingyun Sect for thousands of years and is truly a living fossil-level figure.
He may even be one of the longest-living immortals in the world of immortality today.
Too many people expected him to die.
Especially the enemies of Qingyun Sect.
Because he is like the Dinghai Divine Needle of Qingyun Sect, standing unshakable. With him here, Qingyun Sect cannot really face the crisis of annihilation.
Qingyun Sect encountered a huge crisis, but it still survived tenaciously.
Jiang Chen, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, set off a killing spree, angering the entire world of immortality, but it was also peaceful.
This is largely due to the existence of this living fossil.
He has been living peacefully and has a vague tendency to live for several thousand more years.
Even Ziyue, who had always had a playful smile on her face, looked solemn and saluted respectfully: "I've met the Pavilion Master."
Lin Xi also hurriedly followed suit and saluted.
The master of Linxian Pavilion nodded, with some relief and some emotion on his face.
He looked up at the powerful monks from all over the world and from all over the Wenxin world, and said softly: "I don't know if fellow Taoists, do you have any opinions on what I said, old man?"
Everyone was silent.
There was deathly silence outside the immortal tomb.