When Xiao Jiang heard this, he was another story of a martial arts battle. None of this kind of martial arts novel has eight thousand eight thousand, and his peerless master with a disgrace insidious mind would be ashamed of potential threats. Then he destroyed these potential threats in the name of challenge, and then there were tragedies on earth one after another.

This woman is the protagonist of one of the tragedies. Xiao Jiang touched his chin and was speechless. The woman continued:

"I was only six years old back then, and I watched him kill my parents. In order to avenge my revenge, I worshipped Ruhaihui's disciples. In a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

My name is Dongcheng Xiaoyue, my father Dongcheng Liming, and my mother Xiyue Chengfeng. My parents and family were all good, but then they were suddenly killed. The reason why I was not killed at the scene was that I went to the woods to facilitate it."

Xiao Jiang said, shaking his ears:

"Oh, is that true? Is there any portrait of the other person and a rough residence?"

Dongcheng Xiaoyue quickly took out a piece of white silk from her arms and handed it to Xiao Jiang and said:

"This is a portrait of Li Wenxian that I asked someone to paint. He lives three thousand miles away from the west. It was the top of a thousand-foot peak. It was rarely seen that the clouds and mist were hidden. Even if the light skills were very high, it was difficult to get the Wenxian Peak at the cliffs in all directions."

Xiao Jiang had already opened the silk, looked at the portrait and rolled up his hand. It was like magic, and suddenly a large piece of silk swelled, just like a basketball inside.

Xiao Jiang handed the bulging silk to Dongcheng Xiaoyue and said:

"Open it myself to see if it is him. I don't want to kill the wrong innocent person."

Dongcheng Xiaoyue slowly opened the silk silk, and a person's head and eyes were still turning. Seeing Dongcheng Xiaoyue's face, the head and mouth kept opening, his eyes full of begging and fear.

Dongcheng Xiaoyue stared at the head for a moment, and her eyes suddenly filled with anger and said:

"Li Wenxian, do you have times when you look desperate and begging for mercy? Did you think about today when you killed hundreds of innocent people? You are not dead yet. I will let you know that I am the daughter of Dawn in Dongcheng. You killed my parents and slaughtered relatives of my two tribes. Today you will let you die. I will hang your head on the top of the city and make people appreciate it. If you ask the accomplices in the Xian Pavilion will soon be slaughtered by your enemies, including your relatives."

This head was indeed Li Wenxian. It was three thousand miles apart and Xiao Jiang didn't know him before, but Xiao Jiang could actually win the head of his hand for thousands of miles, which shows that his ability is deviating from ordinary people's ability to understand.

The fresh head, because Li Wenxian himself has strong mental power, he will still die in a while, Xiaoyue in Dongcheng wrapped the head again and knelt down again and shouted:

"Master's kindness, Xiaoyue will repay you for a lifetime. The portal is on the top of Xianfeng Mountain, a hundred kilometers away from Cuiping Mountain. When the sun is shining, you can see the top of the mountain. The portal is on the huge rocks on the top of the mountain. You must use strong cultivation to force you out. Once you enter, you will go to Lingxiao Palace. This is the news that the ancestor of the sect has taken a picture and sent to the master after he arrived at Lingxiao Palace."

"Well, there is no need to serve. You are still free and do whatever you should do. I'll go to Xianfeng Mountain to see it. As for the Honghu Sword or the Immortal God, you can see it normally. No matter how strong it is, it's just a person with high cultivation. Demons are just things that gods release to mess with people. Gods hahaha..."

Amid the laughter, Xiao Jiang had disappeared, Dongcheng Xiaoyue looked ahead in shock and whispered:

"Is he also a god? Yes, why can he kill the world's number one master across thousands of miles? He said that gods are just people with strong cultivation. Yes, gods are actually human beings. Isn't our ancestors the same?"

A mountain that is only more than 300 feet long, this is the highest bulge in a small mountain range after turning around here. The fog in the mountains tides with the wind and rolls along the mountainside like a rushing sea tide.

The immortal peak is named after being surrounded by white mist all year round, like a fairyland. Although it is not high, it has lush vegetation. From the mountainside to the top, there is a strange small bamboo forest densely covered with it. On the top of the mountain, a green stubborn stone of ten feet in size stands on it.

Xiao Jiang stood on the bluestone and watched the sea of ​​clouds churning. The fresh air around him was very cool. In time, groups of birds flew past, chirping and filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

"If the mountain is not high, there will be a spirit, but who knows that immortals are just human beings. Immortals are not necessarily good people. How can there be a spirit with immortals? It is a good thing to be unlucky."

Xiao Jiang mumbled and awe-inspiring breath poured into the bluestone. A creaking sound was heard, and a circular hole was projected on the surface of the bluestone. Xiao Jiang smiled slightly and rushed into the hole. In the blink of an eye, the hole disappeared, but he appeared on a platform.

"Go to the Sendai."

There were three big words written on a huge stone pillar on the platform. He carefully observed that the platform was actually a floating island, and below the island was clouds and mist. In the distance, the floating islands of various sizes were covered with rainbows. In the air, huge cranes and some strange birds kept chirping, which made him feel a bit like a fairy world.

"The person who ascended the immortals in the lower realm is a common name. I am the manager of the Heavenly Court Ending the Immortal Platform. After recording, you can be assigned to the appropriate place."

Amidst the sound of speaking, a man with a bearded beard walked out from behind the stone pillar. When Xiao Jiang saw that there was a manager who was still in charge to register, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"It turns out that he is the manager. He is here in Xiaojiang, the blue continent, and opens the gate of the immortals. I wonder what the adults need to make arrangements?"

This short manager smiled and said:

"It depends on people's affairs. If you have the fate, you can go to good places. If you have no chance, you have to go to bad places."

Xiao Jiang took out a string of star crystals from his arms. This star crystal is a crystal with energy and a rare seven-color gem. For Xiao Jiang, it is just a small thing. He put it into the arms of the manager and said:

"Sir, I wonder if I have a fate?"

The manager looked at Xingjing and couldn't help but smile with his eyes naked:

"Brothers are sensible, of course they have a fate. Now all the thirty-six tribes in the heavenly court are not destined to do so, but Tianchi lacks a general in charge. If you can open the gate of the Immortals, then there will be the strength of the general, which is much stronger than those cultivators in the lower realm. So, I ask someone to take you to work. Remember not to run around, otherwise you will be ruined by the great immortals in the heavenly court."

"What the manager said is right, I should remember it."

The benefit is that brothers, this is reality, it is like this everywhere. This short manager knocked on the side. After a while, a man wearing a wallet and holding a single knife flew over from the opposite island. The manager laughed:
Chapter completed!