Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Do your best."

Dan Zumulu admired and said, "Xian Dan is in the deepest part of the hall. Remember to let this mark shine before receiving it."

Then, he pointed at Ling Xian's eyebrow, leaving a mark of Ding.

"I remember."

Ling Xian nodded gently. The elixir was alive. In terms of escape ability alone, it was definitely one of the best in the world. Even if he possesses the Nine Heaven Divine Wings, it is difficult to catch.

"With this imprint, it will obediently go with you."

Danzu smiled gently and said, "I will hold on to the patriarch as much as possible, so that he has no time to take care of you."

"it is good."

Ling Xianzheng focused his head, and suddenly remembered something, saying: "Two saints, the Demon Legion killed one, and you killed one. What is the ancestor's breath of the Qianli Cemetery?"

"That's the patriarch's weapon."

Danzu sighed softly and said, "This soldier is extremely special. There is no way to destroy it. As a last resort, I can only seal it."

"That's it." Ling Xian was surprised, no wonder he felt that breath was a bit inferior to the true ancestor.

"I didn't expect that you could detect the breath of the ancestor under the Demon Stele." Danzu slightly surprised.

"I have dealt with Shengzu several times, and I am more sensitive to this unique atmosphere." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"How many times have you dealt with the ancestor?"

Danzu was more and more surprised, but that is the invincible sacred ancestor. If he were a true fairy, he would not be surprised.

But Lingxian is just a seventh-level monk, who has been able to deal with it several times without dying, which is simply incredible!

"You are giving me more and more surprises."

Dan Zu took a deep look at Ling Xian, the softer and the more appreciated.

"It's just a projection clone, not even one ten thousandth of the strength. Otherwise, how could I get out of my body?"

Ling Xian chuckled, then arched her hand towards Danzu, and said, "Take care."

"When you smash that unborn life, I will take the ancestor together and die."

Dan Zu smiled mildly and said, "By then, the whole tomb of ten thousand dead will collapse, but that weapon will not be collected when you have the ability."

"Don't we all die together ..."

Ling Xian's heart trembled and she fell into silence. After a while, he slowly spit out four words.

"farewell."

"I also wish you a bright future and reach the top." Dan Zu smiled arrogantly, and was ignorant of life and death.

"Farewell."

Ling Xian took a deep look at Dan Zu, then no longer hesitated, his hands between the seals, spurred a large array.

The next moment, he left here and appeared in the deepest part of the hall.

A melee is being staged here, with hundreds of figures killing each other in blood, and the aim is just a few gods in the air.

They are suspended in mid-air, and there are about two hundred of them.

This kind of Lingdan, even in the eyes of Lingxian, the master of Dandao, is considered extraordinary, let alone in the eyes of these people.

As a result, everyone has spared their lives and is fighting for it.

The same goes for the elderly.

He raised his hand and shook the sky, erupting the peak power of the seventh realm, while fighting fiercely with the crowd, he received a miracle.

In addition to him, Ling Xian also saw several acquaintances.

For example, Mei Yanrou, such as Akagihara, the two also shot with all their strengths, and have already got a few miracles.

"It came at the right time."

Ling Xian smiled a little, fortunately.

Fortunately, everyone did not get the elixir, otherwise, the plan to prevent the resurrection of the ancestors would have to die.

"Stop it, everyone."

Ling Xian stepped out and stunned the audience, letting everyone stop subconsciously.

Afterwards, he smiled slightly and said an apology, but in the eyes of everyone, it was a crazy word.

"Sorry, I have all these panaceas."

The words fell, and everyone sneered first, and then a sneer.

"Arrogant! Do you think you are an invincible true fairy?"

"I don't know if the sky is high or the ground is thick. Depending on your cultivation in the seventh stage, even a miracle is not qualified to get it!"

"Where's the fool, is there anything you want to do?"

Everyone laughed and laughed, except for ridicule.

"I'm not an invincible true fairy, but here you can't stop me."

Ling Xian's smile continued. He already had control of the hall. Even if these people shot together, he could easily suppress it.

"It's ridiculous, you've got water in your head."

"How exciting you have to be to death this way."

"Don't talk nonsense with him, I can't wait to fulfill him."

Everyone laughed, even if they knew Mei Yanrou, who was thin at the bottom of Ling Xian, frowned.

Although most people are seventh-level monks, there are also a few eight-level powers. Even if Lingxian also has the power of the eighth level, it is difficult to take advantage, let alone suppress the whole with his own power. Field.

"Try it and see if you can break my imprisonment."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and tied her hands with a treasure seal, spurring a large force.

The next moment, mysterious power came, and everyone in the room was imprisoned. Even the eighth state power was temporarily settled.

This calmed down the scene, and everyone seemed to be choking his throat, unable to say a word.

It is really incredible. A late monk in the seventh realm actually settled everyone present, who can change it?

But this is the truth!

"What is it? Why can't I move?"

"Damn, what demon method did he use, let alone mana condensate, even a little movement!

"It's just a moment and we're all in captivity. How is this possible?"

The crowd was horrified, and even the eighth state power changed color.

Because they have already tried it, even if it burns the essence of Shouyuan, it can't move.

"Sorry guys, these miracles cannot be given to you."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, without any sarcastic meaning, but in the eyes of everyone, it was undoubtedly a great irony!

No one can refute it.

The fact is in front of him. Ling Xian is not watering his head, nor is he trying to die. He really has this ability!

"How much more are you ...?"

Mei Yan smiled bitterly, and Ling Ling felt more and more unpredictable.

"This boy, actually imprisoned me, is this what you want to break the contract?" The old man muttered dissatisfied.

"You are indispensable."

Ling Xian could not help but shook her head and laughed.

Afterwards, he rose into the air and collected the elixir.

These miracles are not only very high-grade, but also the best in tannins. Even he was quite emotional.

Therefore, Lingxian divided them into different categories and carefully put in storage bags.

Being cautious means slowness.

This made everyone feel that Lingxian was intentional and purposefully stimulated them.

For these miracles, they slaughtered in the blood, but the vast majority of people did not gain anything. Even if it was the eighth level of power, they could grab up to five.

However, Lingxian did not waste any effort to get nearly two hundred elixir. How can everyone be unstimulated?

Everyone is helpless.

The big team is really too strong. Lingxian, who has the driving skills, is no different from Zhenxian here!