Chapter 209

Many forces in China and Turkey united to extract dragon spirits from seven places in the Xiling area. Such actions are not against the heart of Taoism and human nature.

In Nie Chen's opinion, this is the real evil way behavior, but in the eyes of those people, it is taken for granted.

In their view, Xiling was a land of slaves. Slaves could not resist their masters, but this time, they not only resisted, but also succeeded.

Because of Nie Chen's strong power, they had to withdraw from Xiling temporarily. However, they had planned for a long time to extract the dragon soul. Because of Nie Chen, they started ahead of time, but finally they were stopped by Nie Chen.

Once the seven dragon spirits are successfully extracted, they will take them back to the Middle Earth and integrate them into some local veins. Before long, a barren land can become a holy land of immortal families, a pure land for their practice, and one of their profound knowledge and permanent and powerful guarantees.

Nie Chen destroyed their plan to extract dragon spirits. For those monks in the Middle Earth, it was undoubtedly a bone breaking thing, which they absolutely could not bear and forgive.

It was only one of the reasons why Nie Chen was attacked by them. Another reason was that Nie Chen's reputation had been heard throughout the Xiuzhen world. The whole eastern land knew that Nie Chen appeared in Xiling. He thought that the newly rising young supremacy had given those forces a thunderous blow.

It is no doubt that some people dare to be provocative and hostile in public, which is beyond their permission Since Nie Chen violated their great interests and damaged the dignity of those forces, it was doomed that those powerful Middle Earth people would never swallow their anger. Indeed, they did not endure for long.

Under the breath of the soldiers of the royal way, Nie Chen's senses spread all over the Xiling area in a flash. Soon after they returned to Ziyang sect, a powerful breath rose from the boundary city to the Ziyang sect where Nie Chen lived.

"Nie Chen!" The badger stood up from his knees, his face was dignified, and Nie Chen suddenly stood up at the same time, his face was a cold color.

"This is the prestige of the army of the emperor's way. I didn't expect that some people would not hesitate to send out the weapons of the emperor's way to suppress you." The badger said darkly, "it seems that their determination to kill you is very firm; they have sent out Royal weapons Well, what a big pen

"Let's go!" With the fall of Nie Chen's voice, the figures of him and the badger disappeared in an instant. At the foot of the mountain, Wu Pei Wang, Zhang Wuji and Zifeng were dignified. Knowing that this time, they must be the most powerful enemy.

In the southwest of the boundary City, not far from the Dongling area, a middle-aged man with flowing clothes and floating in the air looks very dignified. At first glance, he is a man who has been in high position for a long time, full of a sense of hegemony.

Behind him, there were many monks, most of whom came from the Middle Kingdom and Xiling, but a few came from the native land of Xiling.

All the forces that basically had enemies with Nie Chen sent monks under their own forces to attack Nie Chen under the leadership of this middle-aged man. They could not tolerate Nie Chen's going on like this, and they had to pull out the cancer of Nie Chen.

The cancer is not only an eyesore, but also a threat. In fact, their determination to set foot in Xiling again is due to the fear that Nie Chen will become stronger and stronger. Until the end of the day, they no longer have the ability to solve it.

Not counting the middle-aged man and the soldiers of the emperor's road, if Nie Chen did not resist the thousands of monks who attacked Xiling, such a force would have been enough to trample the existence of Xiling to the ground and enter the Xiling, just like entering the uninhabited land.

Xiling is weak and has been oppressed and oppressed by foreign forces. There are not many people like Qingye, let alone more powerful ones, who will protect Xiling. Even if there are some figures like Qingye, most of them are puppet monks supported by foreign forces. It is impossible to sacrifice for Xiling. In a word, even if they do not want to What's the meaning of Xiling's contribution?

Just a few clear nights, in front of the ten thousand monks, it is only an egg to hit the stone that they want to resist; among the ten thousand monks, there are as many as 3000 strong beings as Qingye, nearly half of them surpass the realm of the spiritual sea, and the rest are the lowest in the middle of the spiritual sea. It can be imagined that there is no Nie Chen, facing such a powerful force How can Xiling have the slightest resistance?

These people did not worry, but slowly crossed the boundary between the eastern and Western tombs and moved slowly towards the site of the Western mausoleum. The monks of the Western mausoleum, however, kept retreating, but did not escape. On the contrary, more and more people gathered and they were waiting for a person to come.

"It's him. It's Xia fengxiong, the contemporary master of Xia family in Central Plains. It's him who came here with the weapons of emperor Dao?"

"It's too terrible. Not to mention the powerful weapons of emperor Dao, it should be his own power. How many people can resist it in the whole world?""Xia Feng is a man of the same rank as the devil's road rain city. They fought for three days and three nights without winning or losing. Both of them have killed the existence of the same male masters, and they are one of the most powerful people in the elder level!"

…… Some of the monks in Xiling have already softened their feet. They are at the forefront of the retreating group of friars. After seeing Xia Feng, they look frightened. Although Xia Feng himself did not release any pressure of imperial weapons and cultivation, his majestic voice and majesty alone have already made them unbearable.

"Do you know why you are still alive?" Xia Feng stopped, and the army of monks with nearly 10000 people behind him also stopped; a sense of integrity formed a strong atmosphere, and these strong men just stood together, which was already a deterrent.

"You betrayed us. Three, you are still alive because I want to give you a chance to kneel down again and recognize us as the real master of Xiling!" Xia Feng looked at the more and more Xi Ling's Xius and said, "however, please don't get me wrong. I'm not here to argue with you, because only the strong have the right to speak."

"All of you, at this moment, have two choices: kneel down to me or die!" Xia Feng said it very clearly, but he didn't seem to be joking at all. The more calm his appearance was, the more terrible it was in the eyes of the monks in Xiling.

Xia Feng that kind of calm, give people the feeling as if to say, your life, for me is just like that piece of ant, even if I don't like to trample to death, it doesn't matter at all.

This is a kind of realm of the strong, a state of overlooking all living beings from a certain height; time changes, but within the fingertips; life disappears, as light as flowers bloom.

"We have stood up and will never kneel down again!" A young monk in the early days of Linghai, with a firm face and fearless determination to die, stood out from the crowd.

"It is better to die tragically than to live rashly!" On the other side, an old man with a rickety figure also came out. "I've been kneeling all my life. How can I get up and kneel down again?"

"Death or liberty!"

"Death or liberty!"

…… In a solemn and stirring atmosphere of generous death, more than 2000 monks of Xiling opened their mouths and cried at almost the same time, and their voices reverberated and moved their hearts. These people have determined to defend freedom and dignity with their own lives.

"Well, it's amazing. I don't know what magic power that young man has, which makes you so crazy?" Xia Feng said with some regret: "under our rule, you can always live without worry. It's a good thing to live. You don't know this, because you have never experienced death or darkness."

Xia Feng said faintly. His right hand was raised, and suddenly reached out. A big hand came out, covering the sky and wiping it directly towards the more than 2000 people. His expression was calm. During the period of trampling on the mole ants, he always wore a faint smile and remained unchanged.

Xia Feng's fame is not only due to his power, but also to his means and vigorous character. Among all the leading figures in the cultivation world, he is the one who kills the most. No matter the strong or the weak, there are not a few people who die under him. No one dares to disobey him, even the people of the demon clan are afraid of him.

Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me die!

This seems to be the principle of his behavior These monks in Xiling obviously disobeyed his existence. Even if they were just ants, they would like to wipe them out. There was no such thing. The most powerful didn't care about them, that kind of boring vanity and formalism.

However, his big hand, which came out of his imagination, fell into the sky and collapsed suddenly. A sound of explosion from nowhere reverberated over the nine days. This sudden accident made Xia Feng frown.

"Oh?" Xia Feng looked so surprised that he took back his right hand and rode with bloodstained blood. However, under his terrible recovery ability, his arm, which was as good as before, had already condensed out.

Those practitioners of Xiling originally had the ambition of life and death. When the big hand was crushed down, they did not choose to escape. Instead, they silently suffered the fall of the destructive force, their bodies trembled and their breathing was difficult But with that deafening explosion, the despairing pressure they felt disappeared.

Blood and blood stasis fell in succession, and the broken flesh and blood of that big hand were scattered one after another, just like the red rain, but they were absorbed by the cracks in the space above the heads of the monks in Xiling.

There was not a drop of blood, splashing down on the way to those excited and shocked faces, can be called out from the desperation of the pressure, the heart of life and death of the monks.

"Have you ever experienced the darkness of death A cold sound, followed by the gradually disappearing explosion sound, rings out in the void. Nie Chen and Mi badger's figures emerge. Their eyes are full of killing opportunities. They look at Xia Feng, who has a calm and slightly smiling face.

"It's him. It's him. The Lord has come to save us.""I knew that the Supreme Lord would not abandon us. He is the supreme one of our Xiling and the friars of our Xiling!"

"My Lord, thank you again for saving your life. In my life, I was born in Xiling and died in Xiling ghost!"

"There's help, there's hope. We don't have to step back and kneel again..."

"Before long, our Xiling will rise, and then we will fight side by side with the Supreme Lord..."

…… Those monks in Xiling were excited when they saw Nie Chen coming. Nie Chen's arrival not only dispelled the shadow of their death, but also brought hot hope and light. They were eager to become stronger and protect Xiling with Nie Chen for freedom and dignity!

They will have such a day!

"It's you who hurt my right hand just now?" Xia Feng with a smile, looking at Nie dust, or cloud light wind clear appearance; Nie dust around the honeypot, completely ignored by him.