Painting of the Nine Immortals

The morning sun rose, and the land shined.

On the tree crown, Lingxian sat cross-legged, like an immortal Buddha, extraordinary and refined.

At this moment, a great voice suddenly sounded, and Ling Xian opened her eyes.

"The second phase, start."

The words fell to the ground, the ten gods of light fell like meteors, dazzling and dazzling.

This has made all the testers refreshed, especially those who are difficult to kill the monsters and point to the secret treasure to make a comeback.

At present, every figure rose into the sky and flew towards the place where the meteor fell.

The same is true of Lingxian.

The secret treasure can quickly kill the monster, which is extremely important to any trialer. Even if it is useless to him, he must try his best.

Otherwise, it is likely to be surpassed by those who get the secret treasure.

Therefore, Ling Xian's eyebrow glowed, and she felt the direction of the secret treasure.

For a moment, he saw the secret treasure under a hanging waterfall.

I saw that it was a worn and rusty iron knife, which had neither Daoyun nor Xiaguang. The mortal woodcutter was sharper than it.

Anyone who sees it is difficult to associate this embroidery knife with the secret treasure that can quickly kill and kill the monsters.

"Special mystery has been applied to suppress the monsters."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He was a master of virtuosity. Naturally, he could see the bottom of the embroidery knife at a glance.

After that, he turned his eyes to the bushes behind him, and laughed, "A good way to raise my interest, but unfortunately, I can't hide my spirit."

The voice fell, and no response was seen.

The bushes are still calm, not to mention the silhouette, you can't even hear your breath.

"This is forcing me to do it."

Ling Xian's smile gradually converged, and with one finger pointing, the light burst out, and the mountains and rivers lost their color.

It is the celestial finger from Xuanwu continent.

boom!

The palm print of the sky is manifested, it is fierce and overbearing, and both the fingers of the sky disappear.

"It's worthy of killing the twenty-five monsters. It's truly extraordinary."

A man in black emerged from the bushes, with magnificent momentum and extraordinary martial arts.

He took a deep look at Ling Xian, with fear and surprise.

He knew very well how extraordinary his technique was. Even if he was the strongest in the eighth state, he might not be able to find it.

However, Ling Xian said it out of nowhere, which naturally surprised him.

The three men behind him were also surprised, and looked at Ling Xian more and more fearful.

"You want to ambush me?"

Ling Xian said faintly. This person is like the previous one who wanted to grab his prey.

The three men behind this man are the six polar states, and they are all in the middle of the eighth state.

"That's right, I wanted to do it the moment you got the secret treasure."

"I didn't expect you to find me."

The man sighed softly. He had thought that he was not Ling Xian's opponent, and even thought that he would die, but he had never thought that he would be found.

"I'm more sensitive."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, but he embarked on the road of immortal soul, unless the man's secret method is comparable to covering the heavenly **** array, otherwise, he never thought of hiding him.

"The keen sense of consciousness can't find me."

The man laughed bitterly. He used the technique of convergence to avoid the pursuit of a strong man in the eighth state.

However, Ling Xian found that she was so awake and able to afford the amazing word.

"I have found you, do you still want to grab the embroidery knife?" Ling Xian didn't want to talk nonsense and went straight to the subject.

"The secret treasure is in front of you, how can you let it go easily?"

The man's expression cooled down and said, "After all, there will be a war, and it doesn't matter if you find it or not."

"A sneak attack can't get the secret treasure, and the strength is the same."

Ling Xian glanced at the man lightly and said, "Back off, you are not my opponent."

"How do you know without trying?"

The man's face sank, and he said, "You are very strong, but the four of us joined forces may not be without a fight."

"It's a familiar phrase. Someone said the same thing as you before."

"The only difference between him and you is that you have one more subordinate than him, an unrelated subordinate."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, with no irony, but just a fact.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, those who reach the six extremes are unattainable, but in his eyes today, they are nothing.

Not to mention just one more, even five more are not a threat.

"Try it and see,"

The man looked cold, raised his palms, and turned into a hundred dragons. He was overbearing and fierce.

At the same time, the three people behind him each showed their abilities, without exception, they are all supernatural powers.

Those mighty powers make the world and the world look sad.

However, Ling Xian could not be moved.

The dazzling light of the gods blooms, and the power of Xia Xia comes into the body. Like the true **** walking in the world, he only covers the sky with his hands, and the world is invincible!

Boom boom!

The eight desolations trembled, and the world was shocked. Ling Xian and the men exploded in three ways, shaking several people to the corners of their mouths and bleeding.

Withdrawing dozens of feet, I barely stabilized my figure.

Ling Xian, however, stood proudly in mid-air and did not retreat without any harm.

Who wins or loses at a glance.

"It's so strong ..."

The man stared at Ling Xian, unable to accept this cruel result.

So did the other three.

The four teamed up, but were defeated by Lingxian's three moves, and they could not accept it.

But this is the fact, and no one can deny it.

"Good strength. Compared with him, I am an ordinary person."

"This gap is too big, it's just a difference between clouds and mud!"

"His roots are too deep, even if he transcends the extreme, he may not be his opponent."

Several people sighed and lost heart.

Men are no exception.

He thought that the four would join forces to fight Lingxian, but he did not expect that the gap would be so great.

"I said that with your strength, you can't take the secret treasure from me."

Ling Xian stands with his hands in his hands, as elegant as a fairy, and as powerful as an emperor.

"I surrender."

The man sighed, very unwilling, but he was helpless.

Ling Xian's strength is there, and even if he did his best, he couldn't shake it.

Right now, the man turned and walked away, afraid to stop.

After the four disappeared, Ling Xian turned her eyes to the east and said, "Your convergence is also very clear, but it is not as good as him."

"My interest rate reduction technique is indeed not as subtle as his, but my strength is much stronger than him."

A chuckle came, nothingness, hard to find its source.

But in front of Ling Xian, this person could not hide.

His soul embarked on the path of immortality, locking this person's position is naturally easy, unless this person has a technique of concentrating breath that is comparable to the mask of heaven.

"You can feel it, you're strong, outrageous."

Ling Xian nodded gently. In his perception, this person was so **** and deep-rooted that he was not inferior to him.

"You are also good, just a little worse than me." Qinglang laughed.

"See you now, I don't like speaking into the void." Ling Xian said lightly.

"If you can guess who I am, I'll show up."

A small laugh sounded, showing a bit of joke.

"guess?"

Ling Xian smiled, then turned and walked towards the embroidery knife, leaving only a word slowly echoing.

"I'm too lazy to guess, if you don't want to show up, stay there."