"Who is it?"

The master of the island was frightened and angry, and stood up and shouted angrily.

Outside the hall, about the early twenties, a man slowly walked in with a thousand-pound stone unicorn. There were many bright red blood stains on the kirin, probably because this young man used the moving stone unicorn to smash people.

"Ling Sheng?" King Zhou Ling suddenly kicked the long table and took a breath.

Ling Sheng turned to look at him and said, "It's indeed you. The lord of the Eighteen Islands of Zhouling Island is the Eighteen King of Zhouling. You call yourself the King of Zhouling in Middle Earth, but you are in harmony."

King Zhou Ling changed his mind and smiled and said, "Brother Ling Sheng is the cultivation of Qi. Now that he has entered Yungang, I am almost apart from you compared to Old Man Bai. To be careful, we have no grudges. That small tax is only levied from outsiders. You and I are old acquaintances, so we should be exempted. I wonder if you intend to enter my island and be a guest elder?"

Ling Sheng looked calm and looked at the other side of the backyard.

A man hurried over, with a pretty good face, white clothes and green jade belts, and a hurried look on his face, and asked, "What happened?"

When Ling Sheng saw that this man was not dressed, but was generally neat, Fang Ningyu was fine. Just now Ling Sheng entered the mansion and put his perception on Fang Ningyu. If something really happened and had already started killing, how could he say too much?

When a servant saw the young master coming over, he knew that there would be changes here, so he pulled the young master to the back hall to avoid disaster. He was not very loyal, but just wanted to avoid trouble with the young master, so as not to be affected here.

The master of the Big Island suddenly laughed and said, "This brother is the friend of my eighteenth brother, so he is my friend. Please come and take a seat."

Ling Sheng glanced at the three mud-like corpses and said lightly: "These three are also one of the Eighteen Kings of Zhouling? If I kill them, is it another to kill the Lord of the Great Island?"

The owner of the island had a gloomy eyebrows and immediately dispersed, saying, "The family education is not strict, these three people offended in advance, and they are still alive. They have nothing to do with the Ling Sheng brothers. Come and sit down."

King Zhou Ling bowed and said, "Ling Sheng, you and I have no grudges. I just made you fall into it by accident. Now that I have escaped, what else can I let go? The lives of my three brothers are my apology, how about it?"

Ling Sheng reached out and took a glass of wine, opened his mouth to drink, then stepped forward and sat down, and said, "Since you are here, can Old Man Bai be there?"

When King Zhou Ling saw him sitting down, he looked at the other island masters, and all breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Not only Senior Brother Bai is here, but also Elder Wang Yangli is here."

"oh?"

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "That's just right."

King Zhou Ling said: "What's right?"

Ling Sheng said: "It's just right to take it together, so you can save trouble."

Upon hearing this, King Ling of Zhou clapped his hands and laughed, saying, "Then you have to wait for you to stand up."

Ling Sheng struggled slightly, couldn't stand up, and runes appeared in the seat, locking him.

All the island masters slapped the chairs under the seat with all their strength, but the three island masters, fifteen, sixteen, and seventeen, were all dead and the place was empty. King Zhou Ling broke the seats under his seat and slowly went to the other three seats, breaking them one by one.

There were runes hanging in the air. With the big island owner's low shout, they all melted onto the chair under Ling Sheng's seat. The binding force immediately increased by more than ten times.

"These eighteen seats are thirty-six. They were obtained by accident when I returned from the Central Plains. Unfortunately, they were not the Taoist scattered immortals, but only the mysterious treasures. It was convenient to just make it come. If you slap a piece, the runes on it can be integrated into the other seats and enhance the binding power."

King Zhou Ling said, "The eighteen brothers on my island broke the remaining eighteen pieces. Today, for your Ling Sheng, there are only one left. However, you have many treasures, all of which are extraordinary treasures. It is known to everyone that the treasures you get after killing you can make my Zhou Ling Island flourish for thousands of years. Not to mention the eighteen seats, even 18,000 seats should be destroyed immediately."

A sneer came from the backyard and shouted: "Even if Ling Sheng is killed, even if Ling Sheng even gives the treasure, you are a small place in Zhouling Island, can you still dare to take over?"

The voice is quite loud and very familiar.

Ling Sheng turned around and saw that it was Wang Yangli.

The other island owners looked at Wang Yangli and were not good at it.

The owner of the big island said coldly: "Elder Wang has been helping me on Zhouling Island for so long, so how can I see Zhouling Island?"

Wang Yangli laughed and said, "The Zhouling Island family has a great business, with a total of eighteen island owners, even ordinary sects cannot compare with it. However, Ling Sheng's body is all immortal, such as the water jade white lion that can produce immortal pills, the body cave, etc. A magic pill is rare. A water jade white lion is afraid it will attract the three immortal islands in the East China Sea to seize it together."

Everyone's disdain changed.

King Zhou Ling said, "This is the next time. If it fails, it will be fine to send the treasure out. We will cut some secretly. I think it will be ugly for everyone on the Immortal Island. However, Elder Wang was cut off his legs and feet by this man, and he had to use pig iron to make legs. Even the juvenile eggs that had been hard to refine for decades were completely destroyed. The snake dragon, who had been practicing for almost a lifetime, has died. Even the snake head is left, it is difficult to revive. Don't you want to take revenge?"

Wang Yangli shouted loudly: "I wish I could swallow my blood and my flesh."

"Then please."

King Zhou Ling made a gesture and said, "He was locked by the runes of the thirty-six Tiangang Peach Wooden Chair and was extremely moved."

Wang Yangli turned his head and asked, "Why don't you do it?"

King Zhou Ling said: "Among everyone present, Elder Wang is the most hatred for him, so he should naturally ask Elder Wang to take action."

Wang Yangli suspected that he had a fraud, so he immediately refused.

The owner of the big island looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Old Man Bai looked at Ling Sheng from afar, and his mood was extremely complicated. He had just seen this person a few years ago, but he had just entered the imperial energy. Now he was able to enter Yungang and rebel against the sect and left. Looking at himself, his true energy only increased a little, and his cultivation level was almost equal to nothing, and he was still standing still.

After a hundred years of practice, it is far from being as cold and heat as others have been in the past few years.

Old Man Bai sighed sadly and almost burst into tears, but when he thought of Ling Sheng's about to die, he finally felt a little better.

Ling Sheng was beside him, listening to everyone's words, as if he had regarded himself as fish on the chopping board, and laughed, "Why don't you ask, can this chair lock me? Tiangang Pear Wooden Chair? The name is very loud."

"Do you still want to break free?" King Zhou Ling smiled and said, "The runes of these thirty-six Tiangang Peach Wooden Chairs are locked on the chair under you. Unless you show your imagination, who can break free?"

With a bang, the Tiangang pear wooden chair under Ling Sheng's seat immediately shattered.

The sword energy was turbulent and the aftermath was filled with power.

Everyone felt an unspeakable sharp aura approaching, and they all took a few steps back. As for the servants, most of them fainted from shock.

Ling Sheng Zhang took over the runes flying all over the sky and sent them into the wooden house. Then he looked at the almost shocked King Zhou Ling and said lightly: "Who do you think can break free?"

King Zhou Ling was stunned for a long time, then retreated quickly and shouted: "Start the formation!"

In the hall, there was a flash of light, and countless patterns appeared on the blue bricks on the ground, glowing blue light, and a sense of transparency.

"This formation with evil spirits as swords is recorded by the wooden slips from the back mountain of Yunxuanmen. A few years ago, Master Xuanyun personally came to carve the formation patterns, and sent the treasures obtained by the eighteen brothers who had practiced for most of their lives to the Immortal Island to exchange for the swords and bury them into the formation." King Zhou Ling said: "You can be considered powerful if you get rid of the trap of Tiangang Peach Wooden Chair, but under this formation, I think how can you survive?"

"Sword Formation?"

Wang Yangli suddenly took a breath, looked at the big island master and King Zhou Ling, and said to himself: "So cruel! If I really took action to kill Ling Sheng just now, I am afraid that I would use the formation to kill me next. Then all the immortal treasures on Ling Sheng's body will fall into the hands of these Zhou families."

Thinking of this, Wang Yangli was extremely determined to kill, but his injuries have not healed now, and the Gu insects died. If he really wanted to fight, he was only equal to the big island master. With the help of the other island masters, he would definitely lose. The reason for his behavior is that he was afraid that King Zhou Ling and others would see the clues. Taking advantage of his weakness, he would die faster.

Ling Sheng was surprised when he saw the formation, but when he saw the sword formation, he found it funny.

With the mystery of the sword energy that he practiced, since it was a sword formation, how could he hurt him? If it was the same level as the three-talent formation of heaven, earth and man in Zhongtangshan, Ling Sheng naturally could not resist it. However, although the formation in front of him was mysterious, it contained the sword exchanged by the Eighteen Island Lord, which was comparable to the three-talent formation of heaven, earth and man in Zhongtangshan, it was compared with the magic sword.

Hundreds of sword lights burst out from the ground and headed straight for Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng blocked the air with the qi, and was blocked by the wind and rain.

King Zhou Ling was shocked and inexplicably. Suddenly, a sword light broke through the energy and stabbed into Ling Sheng's body. He was very happy.

However, Ling Sheng was still unhindered and stood there.

Every other breath, two sword lights break into the qi and sink into Ling Sheng's body.

Not to mention that King Zhouling, who knew the power of the sword formation and was determined to make achievements in one fell swoop, was already stunned, and even Wang Yangli was shocked.

As for the other island owners, Bai Laoweng and others, most of them were speechless.

The sword light still burst out from the blue bricks underground.

Ling Sheng refused and absorbed each of them one by one until the true energy in his body melted the sword light and was slightly saturated, and then gradually stopped. Then, a sword energy ran through his fingers and hit the corner of the hall.

With a crisp bang, the sword light surging on the ground became much weaker.

Ling Sheng released three sword energy in a row, broke the formation, and then went in, knocking one island lord with the qi, and two other sword energy cut the three island lords in half.

Everyone was surprised.

The Great Island Master shouted loudly, joined forces with the Second Island Master and the Three Island Masters, and used their mana to gather a spear.

The spear is full of ink, and a dragon is wrapped around the body of the gun. The blade seems to be poking out from the dragon's mouth, and it has a strange shape, just like an ancient god and demon object.

"God and Demon Spear!"

This art is a secret legend of Zhouling Island, and can be used together. If Ling Sheng was not forced into an urgent situation, the master of the island would not have immediately come out of the art art.

The three Yungangs combined to condense the spear of gods and demons.

Ling Sheng opened his hand and thirty-six sword energy turned into flower buds, blooming in the wind, covering the spear.

The spear of gods and demons collapsed inch by inch.
Chapter completed!