Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Wang Zhifeng, you are looking for death!"

An angry drink rang through the entire Dongfu, and the boundless cold-hearted killing swept across the square, heading for Xiaohan!

Ling Xian turned around violently, her black hair danced wildly, her eyes soared sharply, and she shot two gods, annihilating the golden horror gun waves.

Sudden changes made the scene quiet. Seeing Wang Zhifeng's attack on Lingxian, other people's minds began to come alive, especially that one man and one woman, two Tianjiao, were thinking about whether to join hands with Wang Zhifeng. , First beheaded this vicious man.

This is the case for people, who are still intimidated in the absence of anyone else. Once someone tries, others have the courage to try.

Just like now, everyone ’s minds have quietly changed. The fear caused by Lingxian's powerful killing of a dozen monks quietly dissipated, and gradually turned into greed for drunk fairy brew.

Admittedly, Lingxian is very strong, and even the wind of Tianjiao is in a disadvantage, but one person can't go to two people, two people can't go to three people, three people can't go to the crowd, can this work?

There is a limit to how strong he can be!

Everyone was thinking like this, looking at Ling Xian's eyes was no longer full of fear, but a little more greed.

Perceived the changes in the minds of these people, Ling Xian sneered, but ignored them, but instead turned her eyes to the wind of Wang, with coldness in her eyes.

This person made trouble for him for no reason, scornful words, and arrogant attitude. After a fierce duel, he realized that he was invincible and wanted to pull away. Now he is even more blocked by him from taking drunk fairy brew, which makes Ling Xian completely Real fire, and a slay order for Wang Zhifeng!

This person cannot stay!

"No more nonsense, you just want to swallow the drunk fairy brew alone, where do you put us?"

Feeling the cold killing sentiment from Lingxian, Wang Zhifeng smiled indifferently. He no longer intended to single out Lingxian, but intended to incite everyone to siege Lingxian together.

"Where are you?"

Ling Xian laughed, knowing that Wang Zhifeng had deliberately told it to everyone, the purpose was to incite the men to besiege himself, but he didn't care at all, and he didn't have any fear. How many come from a group of ants?

The ants are after all ants.

This is not a mortal fight, winning by more people. This is Xiuxianjie. As long as a monk is not besieged by a master of the same level, no matter how many people come, there will always be only one result.

"Yes, where do you place us? Do you want us to leave empty-handed?"

"That is, you are too overbearing, and Dongfu is not yours alone."

"Bring over the drunk immortal. If you don't, we'll hug you. Even if you are strong, you can't be our opponents!"

Maybe it was caused by Wang Zhifeng's remarks. Maybe it was because the mind had already changed. In short, everyone had doubled their courage, filled with excitement, and clamored for Lingxian to hand over the drunk fairy brew and share it with everyone. Otherwise, they swarmed up and let Lingxian Five steps of blood splatter, died on the spot!

Looking at the people filled with indignation, Ling Xian smirked and said with a sneer: "The cultivation of the immortal world takes its strength as respect, and the opportunity here is the thing without the owner. Whoever has the strongest strength will take it away. You do n’t think it ’s too ridiculous. Are you there? "

"What's ridiculous? Now that you say the strong are the respect, it's normal for us to besiege you." There was a gleam of coldness in Wang Zhifeng's eyes, and he had abandoned the pride of being Tianjiao and was ready to join hands with everyone, Kill the terrible boy in front of him.

"It's hypocritical, said so much, aren't you going to besiege me?" Ling Xian's mouth raised a faint smile, his hands slowly stretched out, an overbearing mana surging like a sky The huge waves enveloped the entire Dongfu instantly.

"That being the case, you guys go together, how much come, how much I kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the room no longer hesitated, a powerful mana burst out in the body, the wind was strong, swept the Quartet, and all the magical powers rose into the sky, turning into dozens of amazing magical powers, all blasting towards Lingxian!

"Come on, it's been a long time since we started killing, it's just a killer."

Ling Xian's eyes flashed a bit of warfare, a ray of silver-white flames diffused out, slowly wrapping his body, terrifying high temperature, as if it could burn the sky to cook the sea, burn up the wasteland, the temperature in the cave suddenly increased. .

Burn the evil flame!

The next moment, Ling Xian's eyes flickered, turning into a black and white, and a pair of snow-white wings that covered the sky whistled out, setting off a gust of wind, emitting infinite light.

Jiutian Divine Wing!

Then, among the caves, all of them suddenly fainted. Stars emerged, and a horrible hand lingering in black and white was slowly condensed into shape. The horrifying divine power swept through the wilderness and shocked Qianshan!

Cover the sky with one hand!

The burning of the world, the nine heavens change, the strongest Fa phase, three supreme supernatural powers, symbolizing Lingxian's strongest fighting posture, have been opened!

"It's been a long time since I didn't have to worry about it." Lingxian's war was high, the fire was full, the fire screamed out, and the terrible heat surged, instantly burning the two in front of him into a corpse.

诛 The fierce sword is sharp and unrivaled, showing the unparalleled edge. He opened the killing ring, moved left and right, and the white wings split down, just like Kun Peng flutters his wings, the real phoenix moves feathers, and the immense amount of light shines, chopping a dozen people in front. Blood Mist!

"Well ..."

The monks' bodies burst open, and there was no time to let out the screams of death.

"this is too scary!"

"Damn, is he really human? How could he be so strong? The wings are the legendary Jiutianyi?"

"Oh my god, this is too scary. A dozen people died at once. Is this his true strength?"

The heroes were trembling, as if they had fallen into an ice cave. The bone-chilling chill shook them all, and they looked at the boy who was as terrible as the devil with fear.

Ling Xian is full of flames, holding a fierce sword on his right side, and having a fairy wing behind him. He turned on the strongest state. In the face of this group of monks who practiced nine layers of gas refining, he fell into a state of no one. With each strike, there will be several Individuals lost their lives at the same time.

Invincible!

This is the most intuitive feeling of everyone at this moment.

Everyone looked at the murderous boy in a dull look, his fear was extremely extreme.

Wang Zhifeng is no exception. When he saw Lingxian's great power, his heart sank, he quietly hid behind the crowd, ready to spot the opportunity, and gave Lingxian a fatal blow. It got colder and colder, and finally couldn't stand the huge pressure. His body flickered, and he desperately flew towards the entrance of the cave.

He wants to escape from this place, the farther he can escape, the better, he never wants to see this horrible demon!

The dignified family Tianjiao was frightened by Ling Xian!

"I want to run now, don't you think it's late?"

Ling Xian's expression was cold, her snow-white wings stretched slowly, and she immediately caught up with the figure of Wang Zhifeng's howling running. The horrible big hand behind him suddenly whistled out, like Changhong Guanri, permeating the three thousand realms, and destroying the demise of Wanzhong Mountain Awesome, shoot down!

"Wang Zhifeng, I will remember your name, not because of your arrogance, your stupidity, but because of you ... the first heavenly pride that died in my hands!"

An indifferent voice sounded slowly. If Wang Zhifeng was struck by lightning, he turned his body hardly, looking at the horrified hand's eyes full of horror. Perhaps it was a strong desire for survival, which inspired the potential in his body. The Tianlong breaking through the city in his hand bloomed an extremely bright light, a golden **** dragon opened his teeth and danced his claws, whistling out, and met his hand to cover the sky!

boom!

This place looks like a volcano erupting, the sea is roaring, and an endless dazzling light bursts out, and nothing can be seen.

When the light disappeared, everyone looked together, and could not help but take a breath!

One generation of Tianjiao's wind bleeds with seven tricks, the bones are broken, and the eyes are wide in the pool of blood, completely breathless.