Painting of the Nine Immortals

"not enough."

The old man spit out two words, making Ling Xian frown even tighter, did not expect this person to be so greedy.

However, due to the yin and yang combination flowers, he had no choice but to take out the magic weapon again.

Similar to the value of a dagger, this magic weapon is also quite good. It is useless to Lingxian, but it is undoubtedly a good treasure for other creatures.

Therefore, the old man's eyes became brighter, but he still spit out the word 'not enough'.

"Insatiable guy."

Ling Xian's expression cooled down, but he could only take a step back because of the combination of Yin and Yang.

At the moment, he took out another magic weapon and said, "This is the last one. If you don't agree, then there is no need to continue talking."

"Are you threatening me?" The old man glanced at Ling Xian lightly.

"Not a threat, but a bottom line, my bottom line."

Ling Xian is not humble, but staring staring directly at the old man, she said, "You better not move your head. I'm not your opponent, but you don't want to suppress me. If you want to kill someone, then the final result will be only one. You get nothing. "

On hearing that, the old man frowned, his turbid old eyes were shining, and he was as sharp as a sword.

Suddenly, the atmosphere calmed down, and there was a total annihilation between heaven and earth.

However, Lingxian could not be deterred.

His staring eyes were like a magic sword, he looked at the old man without fear, without falling into the wind.

This made the atmosphere more dignified, and the two played a duel that was not duel, compared with courage and confidence.

After a while, the old man laughed, and it was cold.

"It's been a long time since I met such an interesting young man, let alone, I promise you."

"This is the right decision."

"South of Binghuo Lake is my territory, and north of Binghuo Lake is your territory."

"I hope we can be as clear as Binghuo Lake, and no one will set foot in the territory of the other."

Ling Xian spoke indifferently and threw three magic weapons to the old man.

To him, the magic weapon is like chicken ribs, even if it is the most precious treasure of Ding Haizhu, he is useless to hold it. Therefore, he was like throwing garbage, he didn't care at all.

"Good, from now on, I allow you to live south of Binghuo Lake." The old man smiled with satisfaction.

"Not your permission, but you sold me the area south of Binghuo Lake, which is a fair deal."

Ling Xian corrected, what is allowed? He wasn't leaving it alone.

"It's not important. What's important is that there are monsters here and there, and there are many monsters in the seventh realm. You have to be careful.

The old man smiled slightly, but it was cold and piercing like this day.

"I realize it, you don't have to worry about it." Ling Xian looked indifferent and did not move.

He had long felt that there were many powerful monsters in Binghuo Lake, or the extremely south.

"I don't care about you, but your storage bag."

The old man smiled and said, "You are dead, it is mine."

"Then you can die. Unless I give it to you voluntarily, you will never get my storage bag." Ling Xian still looked calm and unmoved.

With his current strength, although he can't directly confront the seventh realm, he can definitely protect himself. Even if there were several beasts of the seventh realm coming together, he was not afraid.

"Then let's wait and see. I believe you have only two results. One is to leave dimly, and the other is to die in the hands of a beast." The old man said lightly.

"Since you are so convinced, why don't you take the shot yourself? Don't you think you are weaker than the seventh terrible beast?" Ling Xian's mouth raised, the irony was even strong.

This made the old man's eyes narrow and his hair burst out.

However, he didn't do it in the end because he couldn't figure out Ling Xian's combat power.

Although his sword was not fully used, it was by no means the monk at the peak of the sixth realm to shake. However, Ling Xian changed the trajectory of that sword, which is enough to prove that he is very powerful.

Therefore, the old man intends to use a knife to kill people and let those beasts deal with him.

"Kill the chicken with a slaughter knife? Those fierce beasts are enough to kill you."

The old man stared up and said, "I'm just watching the drama, isn't it good?"

"It is naturally good to go to the theater.

"However, there are two types of drama, one is comedy, but tragic."

"Unfortunately, what you are about to see is destined not to be a comedy that makes you mentally happy, but a tragedy that makes you angry."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, her tone was even more plain, but she was full of self-confidence, and also showed a little irony.

In response to this, the old man was not angry and annoyed, and smiled: "Then let us wait and see. I believe that I will see a comedy that makes me happy."

After that, his body faded and disappeared.

"Maybe it's comedy, but it's just comedy for you, it's only tragedy for you."

Ling Xian murmured to herself, looking at the direction south of Binghuo Lake, showing a smile of joy.

Although the process was unpleasant, the results were good, which is enough.

"Hopefully, don't let me down."

Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with hope, and then a simple cave house was opened with mana and settled here.

After that, he no longer wanted to combine yin and yang, but instead focused on how to break through the seventh realm.

Today, he can only live for two and a half years. In the case that all things that increase the life value are not effective, only breakthrough can make him escape from death.

Therefore, Ling Xian took out the petals of Wu Tao and let herself fall into the realization of Tao.

The seventh realm is a very mysterious realm. As long as the understanding of the avenue is not reached, the algorithmic power has reached the critical point of the breakthrough, and it is impossible to break.

At this moment, Lingxian has reached the limit in terms of mana. What is lacking is the road.

And this part is undoubtedly the most difficult.

Although after confronting the Emperor of the Gods and experiencing all kinds of sentient beings, Ling Xian has clearly realized ninety-nine percent, but it is just a little worse.

This line has always bothered him, making him puzzled and unable to break through.

Therefore, what Ling Xian needs to do at this moment is to understand the line.

It's a pity, let alone Ming Wu, even if it is a clue.

This made Ling Xian feel irritable, especially with the advent of fierce beasts over time, he became even more irritable.

Even if he meditates on the meditation spell, he cannot meditate.

This state lasted for a full year, until the same day of the sun and the moon manifested, and Ling Ling was sober.

I saw that it was a magnificent and magnificent scene. The big sun and the silver moon appeared in the sky at the same time, echoing each other and shining.

This made Lingxian excited, staring at Binghuohu with dying eyes full of hope.

The sun and the moon have already appeared on the same day, and then it is the turn of the yin and yang to appear.

Did not live up to his expectations, the moment the sun and the moon appeared on the same day, a strange wave came out by the lake. Immediately afterwards, a black and white bizarre flower bathed in the sun and moon and gradually formed.

Although it is just a rudiment, the light has emerged and the rhyme flows.

It was an indescribable beauty, an indescribable mystery, that was based on Lingxian's heart and breath could not help but stagnate.