Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the business hall, Ling Xian leaned on Erlang's legs and glanced at the old man casually, and said, "Ready?"

"It's hard to come up with these materials for other businesses, but in my Yuzu business, these materials are in stock."

The old man was so bright-faced that he handed the golden storage bag to Ling Xian and smiled, "Please look at my son."

Hearing that Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed a glow, then the eyebrow glowed, and the material in the storage bag was examined with a spirit.

A moment later, the corners of his mouth were raised, a smile of satisfaction appeared.

These materials are fine products, and there are no flaws, which can ensure that he will not fail due to the array of materials.

The most important thing is that he has found all the materials and can set up a large array at any time and leave the foreign land.

At the moment, Ling Xian smiled lightly: "It is worthy of being the first Yuzu business firm on the borderless continent. I am satisfied with these materials."

"Haha, the son is satisfied."

The old man laughed and said, "These materials totaled 314 million spirit stones. Erase them, and the son only needs to give me 300 million spirit stones."

"it is good."

Ling Xian chuckled, waved her hands, and took out those magical magic drugs that he could not use.

Before coming here, he had wiped away the breath of these treasures, and no one could see that these treasures came from the universe.

"Choose whatever you want, until 300 million spirit stones."

Ling Xian looked arrogant and said, "It doesn't matter if you take more points, Master Ben is not bad for this."

"What crazy? How many treasures of this level does my lady need?" Hongxian gave Ling Xian a scornful look.

"You girl is over, right?"

Ling Xian shook the fan lightly and said, "No matter how much you dare, Master Ben will accept your young lady. At that time, you will be a warm girl."

"Shameless!"

Red sleeve trembled with anger, and said, "Dentist, watch the sword!"

The voice fell, three feet of blue peaks appeared, and the thunderous momentum was approaching Ling Xianmei's heart.

This woman is a late monk in the seventh realm, so this sword is quite powerful, but in the eyes of Ling Xian, it is naturally nothing.

He flicked his fingers, the three-foot blue peak broke, and shook the red sleeve back seven steps.

"Although Master Ben is a cricket, he is not a soft persimmon slaughtered by anyone."

Ling Xian smiled and looked at the woman in purple, and said, "I'm curious what you look like. It's terrible, or it's all over.

Talking, he appeared in front of the woman like a ghost, picking up the index finger of his right hand, trying to lift the woman's veil.

His movement was so incredible that it was really a flash of lightning, in one breath.

If you change an ordinary person, you can't respond at all, but the woman is blocking it.

Her delicate hands moved and the mysterious power came, leaving Ling Xian's right hand out of control and failing to lift her veil.

"nice."

There was a hint of surprise in Ling Xianxing's eyes. Although he only used 50% of his power, it was not something ordinary people could stop.

What made him even more surprised was that this girl's practice of Famen and Avenue was definitely a taboo method for true immortals!

"My son, you're past."

The purple lips of the woman in purple dress are slightly opened, and the sound is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which is crisp and touching.

"But how do you know your extraordinary?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said: "The strongest saint is passed down?"

"The saints are the strongest heirs, but they can't stand up to my lady."

Red Sleeve smiled proudly and said, "Dunzi, now you know how good my lady is. Just you, you don't even match the shoes for the lady."

"Red sleeves."

The woman in purple yelled softly, and then gave Lingxian a profound look, saying, "My son, I don't want to say something, don't force me."

"Ok?"

Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she smiled softly, "Okay, I don't force you."

Then he looked at the old man and said, "Are you ready?"

"Okay." The old man smiled and divided the many treasures he had selected.

"Happy cooperation."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian stowed the golden storage bag and left.

...

In the mountains, Ling Xian took out a lot of materials, ready to lay a **** array.

At this time, the foreign land had only one topic and only one purpose, that is, to grab him and crush the corpse.

In this case, Ling Xian had to leave, or she would be caught sooner or later.

"I never expected that one day, I would be the enemy of the world."

Ling Xian sighed softly and was impressed.

He practiced for many years, attracted countless powerful enemies, and even caused an entire Yuezhou to chase him down, but compared to today's situation, those are pediatrics.

Although there are three major saints who remain silent, the remaining eight saints vowed to obliterate him. What is the difference between this and inciting a whole foreign land?

Seven major saints, even if the immortal king comes, they also have a headache!

"Anyway, I got the split sky light, and won precious respite for the universe, which is worth it."

Ling Xian smiled and rejoiced.

Although no one knows his feat on the side of the universe, he did not make a name for Qingshi and was admired and praised by the world.

The reason why desperately won the split sky is only to seek peace of mind and to protect the universe.

"Hurry up and arrange your time. I have a hunch that the Seven Great Saints will find me soon."

Ling Xian murmured, waved his pattern, and the fire came out.

However, he suddenly stopped.

"Why did the two follow me? Could it be true, I really want to be my hot girl?"

Ling Xian shook his sleeves and recovered many materials.

"My son joked. The reason I followed you was to see your talents and to ask you something by the way."

The purple-clad woman has a figure, such as the fairy of Guanghan, who is elegant and refined, and exquisite.

"Seeing my ways ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and she said, "Did you see that list of materials?"

"Until the next, I have a pupil technique, and I saw it accidentally." The woman in purple clothes smiled.

"Are you not careful?"

Ling Xian took a deep look at the woman and said, "I see, you have a heart."

"Whether you are interested or not, it is not the point."

"The point is that I know what you are going to do, and I know who you are."

The purple eyes of the woman in purple clothes are deep, the rhyme flowing and mysterious.

"Let's talk about it." Ling Xian was shocked, but the surface remained calm.

The words of the woman in purple clothes show that he has already seen his bottom line, but it may be just suspicion and deliberately bombing him, naturally it is necessary to show calmness.

"Do you really want me to say that? Unknown hero."

The purple-eyed woman smiled, and Ling Xian's eyes flashed cold electricity, appearing behind the woman ghostly, holding her neck with her palms.

However, this is a ghost.

The woman in purple appeared on the other side and smiled softly: "I have no intention of harming you, there is no need to kill people."

"Dead man is the safest."

Ling Xian's expression was cold, and her sword cut through the sky, which was about to hit the woman's eyebrows.

"But you can't kill me."

The purple woman's jade hand stroked, and the mysterious mighty power came again, and she departed from the sword by three inches, destroying the towering giant tree behind her.

Then, she stretched out two sturdy white jade fingers, and pinched the Juejian with indestructible force.

"It's been a long time since I met such a powerful woman."

Ling Xian's expression was cold, and she knew that this woman was not inferior to herself, and she could not win it in a short time.

"Stop it, we ... shouldn't be standing opposite."

The woman in purple took a deep look at Ling Xian and let go of her finger.