Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the air, the heroic man in a dragon robe covered his face in pain, frantically frowning his hair, his face distorted and awkward.

It looked like it was about to fall into magic, and the horror was extreme.

However, Ling Xian was not surprised, because he knew that this was the effect of meditation.

This method is the secret of Leiyin Temple, one of the nine great mantras of the Immortal Realm. Not only can suppress the demon, but also dispel all negative states.

The delusion in the illusion is one of them.

Of course, the effect is much worse than suppressing the demon, and it is only effective for those who have not entered the illusion. That's why it's useless for lean men and useful for them.

Seeing that the meditation curse had an effect on this person, Ling Xian was naturally delighted, reading the meditation divine spell with all her strength, dissipating the power of the illusion to control the person.

This process is destined to be slow and extremely painful.

Fortunately, Ling Xian said, except for a little tiredness, it was nothing. But for men, it's heartbreaking pain.

Therefore, he struggled frantically, trying to plug Ling Xian's mouth, and get rid of the source of pain.

In this regard, Lingxian naturally did not want to.

He managed to find someone who could wake up, but how could he give up easily?

"Give me town!"

With a loud shout, Ling Xian raised her hand and fell, as heavy as a mountain, and fell strongly on the man's shoulder.

However, this heroic man is also very powerful, and his physical strength is also approaching the mid-course. Especially at this moment, he was controlled by the power of the illusion. He only had one thought in his mind, let Ling Xian shut up forever!

Therefore, he exploded into an extremely horrifying power. His fists seemed to be extremely powerful, accompanied by dragon-shaped creatures, and he tried his best to attack Lingxian!

"Boom boom!"

Longquan shocked the world, trembling with scarcity, the man shot wildly, and each punch shook Gao Tian.

"Good body, good boxing."

Ling Xian's expression calmed, but she was not panic. He has met people whose physical body can stand up to him, but he has never met someone who can overcome himself physically!

You know, since he debuted, he has used more melee combat. If Shan Lun has close combat experience, even if he looks at the world, few people can compare with him.

Therefore, he is not afraid!

"boom!"

The Emperor Boxing is on display, the light is shining, the power is full, and it is a powerful match against the regretful World Dragon Boxing!

No one has a mighty power, sweeping six fields and eight deserted fields, shaking the world, and shocking in all directions!

In the light of the heavenly gods, Lingxian's black hair danced wildly, like a powerful invincible war **** killed, the divine power trembled.

Although he didn't want to hurt the person, he went out of his way to break up the void between his hands and swallow the mountains and rivers.

This changed the lean man and the other person, and they asked themselves, if Ling Xian attacked himself with such a fierce attitude, could he resist?

The answer is undoubtedly no.

Especially lean men are even more horrified. He knew very well that if Ling Xian had shown such an aggressive attack when he had just fought, then he would have died.

As for the glamorous girls on the flower boat, and the people who came to hear the sound, have long been stuck.

For them, Lingxian is the supreme immortal, as is the man. Both of them are the masters of this world. This idea is so ingrained that it is impossible to subvert it unless they are awakened.

At the moment, the impact of the two major dominations is naturally enormous.

In particular, the heroic man who saw the so-called unbeaten mythology was all the more shocked after the downwind.

Yes, the Yingwu man at this moment was indeed pushed down by Ling Xian.

Even though he was still brave, the wide open and wide open room was smashing into the earth, as fierce as the ancient beast, and it would shake the mountains and rivers with a random hit!

But everyone with a good eye can see that he has already shown defeat, and in a short while, he will lose his hatred.

Because Lingxian is fiercer and stronger!

His imperial fists danced wildly, and a pair of fleshy palms were like a celestial axe. At this moment, its prestige is unimaginable, and it can be pushed for nine days and ten places!

"Boom boom!"

Ling Xianmu's eyes fluttered with cold electricity, and her black hair danced wildly. He beat the man back and forth, and the blood flow continued.

Those hands are as hard as steel, and even ordinary gods may not be able to match them. But at this moment, he has been beaten by his flesh and blood, and his bones have been deformed.

This is still the case where Ling Xian deliberately keeps his hands. If he did his best, the man's arm would have been abandoned.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Ling Xian punched the world with a shock, which suddenly caused a big explosion in this void.

Cracks spread in all directions, revealing the black space of nothingness, and everyone was astonished.

Even the two people who obtained the true immortal status took a breath of coolness, and their faces were unbelievable.

Because of this intensity of attack, even if the two of them are added together, they may not be able to do it!

When the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, the man was scaly and covered with flesh and blood, and there was no more power to fight.

On the other hand, Lingxian has no exceptions except for the messy clothes. This means that he won, and it was an extremely brilliant victory!

This made everyone pause.

In their memories of being tampered with by fantasy, the two true immortals will not easily distinguish between victory and defeat, nor will they easily distinguish between victory and defeat. However, at the moment, Ling Xian was able to defeat his man, which made everyone shocked by his overbearing power.

"You are defeated, let me go."

Ling Xian said lightly, pressing her back with one palm and calming down the man. Then, he took the person to the eternal sun under his feet, and disappeared instantly.

Since it has been determined that the meditation spell can awaken this person's intellect, it is naturally not good to be revealed in front of the person.

Therefore, when he took the man to a hidden cave, he chanted the meditation spell and tried to wake it up.

This time, the man became more and more distressed, and the subconscious mind in his mind forced him to take a frantic attack and rush to Lingxian.

Unfortunately, he was not Ling Xian's opponent when he was unscathed, and it is even more impossible at this moment.

"Be honest."

Gently glancing at the man, Ling Xian turned his hands to suppress it, and the speed of mantras became faster and faster.

In the end, he couldn't hear what he was talking about, only a scream of heartbreaking, slowly echoing in the cave.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not bear the slightest.

So the pain at this moment is the joy afterwards, he is saving people, not torturing people.

Therefore, he uttered the spell with all his strength, releasing a magical effect, dissipating the strange power controlling the man's intellect.

Time goes by bit by bit.

After ten full days, the man gradually calmed down and no longer struggled violently.

Those eyes, from the beginning of madness, gradually turned clear. This means that the power to control his mind is gradually being dispelled.

This made Lingxian's mouth raise a smile.

He knows that things can be said to be ironclad here, and the man will certainly restore his mind with his help.

After another ten days like this, the man's eyes were finally clear and no longer controlled by the illusion.