Painting of the Nine Immortals

On the **** battlefield, Ling Xian blasted a group of flames of evil spirits into the man's body, and immediately made the person scream.

Burning the evil real fire is too hot, especially when it enters the body, even the iron-hearted people can't bear it.

However, the man did not stop. On the one hand, he believed that Lingxian would not harm himself. On the other hand, the fire broke into his body. His toxins disappeared for a moment.

Although it is only a few minutes, this undoubtedly proves that this fire can detoxify him.

Therefore, the man gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain brought by the real fire.

Seeing this, Lingxian Mulu appreciated it, but also showed a little shock.

Toxins are too domineering. In the face of natural nemesis, not only did they not evade, but ‘fighted’ with the real fire, and they fought a lot.

"Burning down the evil flames of the world, even if a mixture of multiple toxins are fused together, it is impossible to compete against the magic fire."

"However, this poison is okay. To think of it, it should be a means of the demon outside the domain."

"That is to say, those who suddenly emerged from the Ming Dao Realm are likely to be out-of-domain demons."

Ling Xian secretly analyzed and at the same time fully operated the magic fire to resolve the toxins in the man's body.

Although this poison is extremely overbearing and can counteract the magic fire, after all, it is a toxin in essence. In the face of nemesis, the natural fire is at a disadvantage.

Therefore, after half an hour, the toxin completely disappeared, and the man's complexion improved a lot.

At the moment, he smiled: "Thanks a lot."

"How can you raise your hand?" Ling Xian waved her hand, her eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan word.

If those who emerged from the breakthrough were really extraterrestrial demons, the problem would be even more serious.

At least two points can be proved. One is that the extraterrestrial demons can enter the basalt continent, and the other is that the extraterrestrial demons have the strength to ensure that they are in the seventh realm.

Adding these two points together has a terrible consequence. The extraterrestrial demons in the seventh realm can enter the Xuanwu continent at will!

"If this is the case, the Xuanwu continent will definitely lose ..."

Ling Xian lamented that he didn't know anything about extraterrestrial demons, but he was certain that this unknown race could not have only dozens of Mingdao monks. In other words, in the future, there will be more and stronger extraterrestrial demons!

But only ninety extra-terrestrial demons would break the basalt continent into a semi-remnant. If there were more than ninety, would the basalt continent have a chance to win?

"Awful situation, it just happens, I don't have enough strength to help you." Ling Xian sighed helplessly.

In terms of his age, what he has achieved today is absolutely amazing. However, it is not enough to watch it in the war between the Momen and the Xuanwu continent.

Not to mention him, even the strongest in the seventh realm is not qualified to control the situation.

"Now, it depends on the details of the two sides. Although the Xuanwu continent is not as glorious as in ancient times, there are still many strong ones."

The **** man Shen said, "For example, the family of the Emperor God, and then the powers of the Eighth Realm, I don't believe they will sit and watch."

Hearing that, Ling Xian nodded slightly, expressing her approval.

Anyway, this is a world, how can it only have the strength on the bright side? Secretly, there must be many strong!

Take the God Emperor Family, the strength of each family is not inferior to the sacred place of the early days. The depth of the heritage is even worse than that!

After all, the descendants of the invincible **** emperor, even if the blood is thinner, the combat power is extraordinary.

"Just don't know, when will the families of the Emperor Gods release their shots ..." The man in **** sighed, showing a bit of resentment in his eyes.

The major forces have sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people in order to protect the continent. However, the family of the Emperor of the Emperor has never disappeared. Who can be angry without changing?

Ling Xian is also a bit dissatisfied. Although all the major forces have selfishness, the effort is real, but what about the imperial family?

Not to mention sending troops to help, there is not even a word, it is really chilling.

"It really disgraced his ancestor's reputation. Looking at the history, which **** emperor is not connected to the world? They all have made great contributions to the Xuanwu continent!"

"But the younger generations are better. On the weekdays, they look down on the Xuanwu continent like a god. At the critical moment, they actually shrink."

"Chilling, shameless!"

The man in blood was indignant, and so were the others.

In the minds of the world, the Emperor is the guardian of the continent. Even if future generations do not take up this responsibility, they should not stand idly by. However, when the major forces have reached the end of the mountain, the emperor's family has turned a blind eye, and it is naturally dissatisfied.

"The reason that the lips are cold and cold is not understandable by the family of the Emperor."

"Once the Xuanwu continent is occupied by the Demon Gate, they will not be able to maintain a transcendent position, or even be a human with their tails."

"Only by maintaining the status quo can the family of the Emperor God continue to dominate."

Ling Xian said softly, "So don't worry, the God Emperor's family will definitely shoot."

"Hopefully, they can shoot before the major forces die ..." The blood-skinned man smiled bitterly.

Hearing that, Ling Xian patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Leave it to me here to guard, you can wait for the retreat to heal."

"Okay." The man turned his gaze to the crowd without saying anything, "Brothers, your life is the life of the dead brothers, so you must live well."

The words fell, and everyone was awakened, their dim eyes brightened a bit.

After that, they walked into the mountains and forests behind them and closed their retreats.

"It's entrusted to you. If the magic gate comes again, you can say hello." The man arched his hand towards Ling Xian, striding into the forest with heavy steps.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took out the ancient Buddha relic, and the mysterious Buddha sounded thoroughly to purify the dirt.

After a while, the evil spirit and **** smell disappeared. Although it is still like Shura hell, the air is obviously refreshed a lot.

"The magic gate is real this time. It will never stop if it fails to achieve its purpose."

"Want to come, the next war will come soon."

Ling Xian sighed, then closed her eyes and watched the wind blow around.

Time passes, bit by bit.

As he expected, only half a year later, the war broke out again.

A large number of Ming Dao powerhouses appeared in the only five battlefields left by the coalition forces, and Qing Yunzheng was no exception.

On this day, more than a dozen Ming Dao strong men came down, and as soon as they appeared, they were overwhelmed and shaken Tianyu.

In appearance, they are no different from the human race, but they have a feeling of unclearness.

Therefore, Ling Xian instantly determined that these people were extraterrestrial demons.

At the moment, he secretly transmitted a voice to the blood-stained man, after which he slowly straightened his body.

As the Supreme straightened his spine, Lingxian's magnificent shore at this moment was immortal, making people dare not look straight.

"interesting."

A man in a black robe raised an eyebrow, and felt that Ling Xian was familiar.

The same goes for the rest.

"I thought, this person, isn't that the patriarch who issued the slay order?"

A healthy man opened his mouth, and suddenly looked fiercely towards Ling Xian, like looking at a peerless treasure.

And when he heard his words, the eyes of the rest became hot.