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Chapter 847

In the fairy world, title seal is like a reputation title. You can see many things, but what you cannot see is real strength.

Generally speaking, if the True Lord is used as the suffix, it means that his realm is at least a true immortal. In fact, as the realm improves, an immortal who is keen on this virtual name may have countless titles. For example, today is the True Lord, maybe tomorrow is the Heavenly Lord, the day after tomorrow is the Holy Lord, etc.

But there are also many people who disdain for the title ban. The most typical example is the True Lord Xiansheng.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian was not willing to change his title until he was named God. Instead, he was called a true lord of the Saint to the end, but his strength was a top-notch master in the Heavenly Court.

So after the True Lord of Enlightenment on the opposite side reported his name, Lin Mengyuan only confirmed one thing, that is, this immortal general who was wearing a layer of golden armor, his current realm was at least the realm of the true immortal. Apart from this, there was no clue.

So she decided to attack first.

Tingxue's little sword jumped slightly in his palm, and the next second, he flew towards the True Lord of Enlightenment with a white afterimage.

At the same time, she swayed her left hand slightly, and the armor also wore it on her body at the same time, revealing only her pair of eyes.

True Lord Wudao looked at the little sword coming with the afterimage. Before he could approach, he felt a strong chill. Moreover, after the afterimage of the little sword, layers of snow fell below.

This sword seems to be really made of an extremely cold thing.

However, True Lord Wudao did not take this sword to heart. This is the lesson of Tieguai Li, who is not one of the Eight Immortals, just happened just now. He never had the intention of a rival in love.

However, the speed of the sword flying seemed amazing, but it was still limited by the opponent's realm and could not truly exert its power. The True Lord of Wudao looked at the small sword with a flashing cold light, and felt a little regretful.

The spiritual sword flew out from his hands to his arrival in front of the True Lord of Enlightenment.

However, just as the moment Tingxue's little sword rushed to the middle of the eyebrows of the True Lord of Wudao, Wudao True Lord seemed to raise his hand casually.

He stretched out his index and middle fingers of his right hand, and just gently pinched the sword, and he steadily clamped it between his fingers.

Feeling the chill in this little sword, the True Lord of Wudao felt the desire to cherish him. He smiled faintly at Lin Mengyuan and said: Only those with virtue can be used to stay in this kind of magic weapon, and I will keep it for you first.

After saying that, True Lord Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly, and Xianli instantly wrapped the small sword at his fingertips.

In the distance, Lin Mengyuan's figure swayed slightly

True Lord Wudao looked at her regretfully, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: You have never even touched the mortal rank, and you dare to follow the evil dragon to the sky. You really don't know how to live or die.

However, the next second, he felt a forceful chill break through his fingertips in an instant, and then he came to his face.

The true master of Wudao's pupils shrank. At this moment, he felt that the chill was so strong that even he could not resist it.

how so

However, he still didn't plan to let it go, and even felt a little ruthless and fierce. Even the fairy sword was powerful, it was only owned by a mortal practitioner. How could he not be able to conquer it?

True Lord Wudao let out a muffled groan. His fingertips were full of immortal power, and his realm also mentioned the peak of the true immortal. In the gap between his fingers, the small sword kept swallowing and spitting, as if it was about to become bigger in an instant.

This feeling made Zhenjun Wudao immediately creepy. He almost subconsciously stretched out his left hand, then shouted loudly, and directly clamped the strange spiritual sword into his palms.

In the distance, Lin Mengyuan's figure shook again

On the coalition side, Feng Wanxue looked at Lin Mengyuan quietly. No one knew the connection between Lin Mengyuan and Tingxue's little sword more clearly than her. This little sword is made of the body of ten thousand years of ice. Just in terms of material, it was a divine-level spirit sword as soon as it was born. Moreover, because Lin Mengyuan is the soul of the ten thousand years of ice, she is the sword spirit of this little sword that looks the size of a toy.

She has always had great confidence in Lin Mengyuan. In fact, even she herself didn't know whether she could beat Lin Mengyuan now. As for sword control, Lin Mengyuan's use of sword control is no longer a sword control technique, but a heart sword technique.

The sword follows your will. When the thought moves, the sword moves.

And on the other side of the sky, a group of generals were a little surprised to see that the True Lord of Wudao could not even conquer a little spiritual sword. They even forced their realm to be raised.

How could these mortal practitioners be so strong

At this time, Lu Dongbin, who had been standing quietly in the crowd, finally withdrew his gaze from Yinglong's eyes.

His eyes first glanced over Bai Susu who had already gone out to fight to defeat Tieguai Li, then over Feng Wanxue, who had been staring at him just now, and then looked at Lin Mengyuan for a second glance. Finally, his eyes were on the woman at the end of the crowd opposite.

The gentle and shy girl seemed to feel his gaze. She turned her face and smiled slightly at Lu Dongbin.

Lu Dongbin's heart moved slightly.

How could it be the Bodhi realm

He looked at Ying Long again, and his heart was already alert.

These immortals are too arrogant. They have no idea that mortals are not incapable of defeating immortals.

First of all, when you are in the mortal realm, you can rely on your bloodline talent, especially those extremely rare bloodlines, which can double the strength of the practitioners more than just double. Then of course, you must have magic weapons that can break the body-protecting Taoist heart or fairy armor of the immortals. Finally, you must have a set of immortal armor to defend against the immortal artifact attack.

As long as these conditions are met, it is possible for mortals to defeat immortals.

Judging from the performance of the woman in that scene, the inconspicuous immortal sword might be the magic sword that can penetrate the immortal armor of the True Lord.

But, can that woman's realm control the fairy sword that has fallen into the hands of the True Lord of Enlightenment?

Just as he was thinking about this, a white light suddenly rose from the palm of the True Lord of Wudao

With the white light, a sharp sword intent instantly hit the face

Lu Dongbin narrowed his eyes slightly

Then he saw that the sword intent pounced directly on the face of Zhenjun Wudao.

The true master of Wudao's pupils shrank suddenly. At this moment, all he could do was close his eyes and then circulate his heart wildly. At the same time, the armor on his head also instantly lowered the cover, covering his face tightly.

Lin Mengyuan stood still in the air.

Lu Dongbin's eyes were filled with fear.

Because at this moment, he saw that the woman had her soul out of her body

No, she did not just leave her body, but she turned her soul into a sword spirit and directly entered the spirit sword.
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