Painting of the Nine Immortals

Thinking back to the tragic picture of the Ninth Supreme Supreme fighting the ancestors, Ling Xian sighed slightly, feeling a little sentimental and a little angry.

Through these two pictures, he can clearly know one thing. The source of the turmoil 30,000 years ago was the extraterrestrial demon.

"The ancestors have been sent to the foreign land, why don't you see the true immortal?" Mushroom frowned.

"It should be entangled by other ancestors."

Ling Xian sighed, and said, "The purpose of this man should be Yongxing Star. To stop him, the Supreme Master of the Ninth National University died as many as possible, but he failed to stop it."

"Why are you saying that, aren't you all together?" The mushroom was puzzled.

"Did you not notice the black flags?"

"If I didn't guess wrong, it should be a draw."

"I don't need to say more as to what to call."

Ling Xian sighed a long time. He was the master of the battlefield, so he could see at a glance that it was a draw.

"You mean ... this person's purpose is to open the way and lead the extraterrestrial demon to Yongxianxing?" The mushroom hesitated.

"Yes, as far as I know, Yongxian Xing has been very special since ancient times. Without special methods, the outer demon cannot come." Ling Xian nodded slightly.

"Unfortunately, the Ninth Supreme Master died in all battles, but still failed to stop the plan of the demon outside the domain." Mushroom sighed.

"If I didn't guess wrong, Yongxian Xing is the final decisive battlefield. I don't know if there is any illusion."

Ling Xian murmured to herself and wanted to see the picture of the final battle.

The same goes for mushrooms.

Although the truth has surfaced, they still want to see with their own eyes the ultimate battle 30,000 years ago.

boom!

With a loud noise, the tragic battlefield reappeared, or in other words, the illusion reappeared.

This refreshed Ling Xian's spirit and looked intently, and then he stopped.

Because of this, he saw Dan Xianlian the sky.

He stood with his hands on his head, hanging his head over his head, and although he did not swallow the sky, he showed the true meaning of the Tao and returned to the truth.

Opposite him, two alien ancestors were rising and falling, both of which were majestic sky, overwhelming.

That kind of prestige is stronger than the sacred ancestor that Ling Xian saw before!

"I heard the name of Danxian for a long time, and today I see it, it's true."

The white ancestor said indifferently, and said, "Unfortunately, you don't know how to fight, you can't stop us."

"I don't really excel in combat, but that doesn't mean I'm not as good as you."

The large sleeves of the sky are fluttering, the bones are immortal, and they are extraordinary.

He held the magic furnace in his hands, and nine elixirs hovered and danced like stars, showing the power of the world.

"Fight Dan with the enemy, but you can think of it."

The sacred ancestor of the red robe sneered, and said, "Lian Cang, I will give you a chance to join my clan, and I will protect your status and respect for generations.

"Is it only good for you to take refuge in your clan?" Lian Cangqiang laughed, not concealing his irony.

"Isn't that enough compared to death?"

The ancestors of the Red Robe had deep eyes and said, "Ten saints have joined forces to attack, a total of 28 saints. Do you think the fairyland can stop them?"

"Can you stop it? I'll know before I fight." Lian Cangqiang responded indifferently.

"The fairyland now is long gone."

The white ancestor faintly spoke, saying: "Countless battles, the fairyland has been abandoned. It is estimated that even the twenty true immortals are incomplete."

After hearing the words, Lian Cangqiang was silent.

The sage ancestors in white are right, the fairyland at this moment does not have twenty true immortals.

But the foreign land dispatched 28 saints. How can this be fought?

"The acquaintance will submit to my tribe, and I will keep your sights infinite and live forever." The saintly ancestor in white said faintly.

"It's not what I want."

Lian Cangqiang's eyes cooled down and said, "Well, it's useless to say more, let's fight."

The voice fell, and nine elixir whistled out, like a dragon and a tiger, shaking the world.

"You can't cry without seeing the coffin."

The sacred ancestor of the red robe sneered and raised his hand in a taboo style to face Jiuxiandan strong.

At the same time, the sacred ancestor in white shot, the fairy sword broke through, and it was amazing.

This changed Ling Xian's complexion. Although she knew that Lian Cang Qiong would not die, at least the fairy soul was still there, but she couldn't help worrying.

"All things are Dan, and Wan Dan is the beast!"

Refining the sky and drinking, with his hands in motion, the mountains and flowers were transformed into elixir, and turned into exotic animals.

Although they are all ghost images, they also have quite powerful combat capabilities, besieging the two great ancestors.

"Somewhat capable, but unfortunately, just in vain."

The sacred ancestor of the red robe overwhelmed the sky, punched out with a punch, and shattered the shadow of the beast.

At the same time, the sacred ancestor sword in white shook the sky and hit Dan Xianmei's heart.

The sword magpie, even if it is an illusion, also makes Ling Xianhan hair stand up, cold sweat.

It's terrible, this sword definitely has the power to slay the fairy!

However, it was blocked by Lian Cangqiang.

Despite some hard work, he succeeded in resisting and blasted the white ancestors in a furnace.

"What a danxian, it's really amazing."

A sigh of admiration suddenly sounded, and then more than twenty ancestors appeared strongly.

Without exception, they all swallowed the world and overwhelmed them.

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen true immortals emerged from behind the sky.

Compared with the alien ancestors, their temperament is more extraordinary, they are all returning to their true origins, conforming to heaven and earth, and sympathizing with the avenue.

There are three of them, Lingxian knew.

They are Feng Qingming, the first person in Wanguzhendao, the magical power to create spells, and the forged mountain river, which is the supreme skill of Taoism.

"Did you finally discover our real purpose?"

A handsome young boy smiled and opened his mouth, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, but he was so fierce that the whole starry sky was shaking.

This made the immortals look dignified, even if they could share the same amount of power with the peace chaos emperor, they dare not care.

"You want to fight, I'll be with you."

Fazu said indifferently, "But I have to remind you that every true immortal present is holding a heart of death. If you don't have this decision, it is best to step back immediately."

"We don't need to hold a mortal heart."

Qingxiu's mouth smiled, and he slowly said something crazy.

"Because I will win."

The words fell, and many ancestors laughed, apparently full of confidence.

"Looking at ancient and modern times, who dares to call invincible? Who dares to win?"

Fa Wuliang's eyes were cold and he said, "Although you are strong in the foreign land, my fairyland is not a soft persimmon."

"Is not it?"

Qingxiu was young and laughed slowly. "The immortal world has been abandoned. After this war, it will be reduced to ruins."

"You can try it."

The lawless eyes flashed cold electricity, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth merged into one, and the momentum alone shook the Nine Heavens.

The other true immortals also showed their abilities, all like the ancient fierce beasts, trembling in the wild.

However, these ancestors cannot be deterred.

They have 28 people in their feet. How can they be afraid of the 12 true immortals?

At present, the 28 ancestral ancestors show their might. From the number of people, they are undoubtedly able to easily crush the immortals.

However, none of them are frightened.

As Fa Wuliang said, they are already holding a mortal heart, and even if they shed the last drop of blood, they will never retreat!

"Come on."

The Qingxiu boy glanced at the immortals and said, "After this war, there will be no immortal world, and this universe will also perish."