Painting of the Nine Immortals

Among the mountains and forests, the two demon gods fell to the ground. In addition to their unwillingness in their eyes, it was remorse.

"Kill two more."

Han Li smiled, and Ling Xian smiled.

After the white-haired old man was healed, he began to implement the plan.

Han Li is responsible for leading the snake out of the hole, because she is the daughter of the owner of Cold Snow City, and killing her can get a rich reward.

The old man with white hair is responsible for killing the extraterrestrial demon. He is an extraordinary monk in the late period. Even if he is a leader, he has a fighting power.

Ling Xian is responsible for laying out the traps.

The three complement each other and cooperate with each other. Counting the two, they have already killed seventeen extraterrestrial demons.

Among them, two are the leaders of the later period of transcendent realm!

The result of this battle is glorious and worthy of celebration.

"Haha, happy, I didn't expect that I could kill two exotic leaders." The white-haired old man laughed, full of pleasure.

"I didn't expect that I would thank Gong Ling."

Han Li sighed, and turned his eyes to Lingxian, which was quite complicated.

"Thank me for nothing? All your grandfather killed." Ling Xian smiled, he had never shot, but just laid a rune to enhance his own combat power.

"People did kill me, but without your Rune, I would not be able to kill those two leaders."

The old man with white hair smiled and said, he was very clear about his strength, although he could fight with the leader, but there was no possibility of winning.

The reason why it can be killed is because Lingxian's Rune is too delicate, which weakens the combat power of the exotic leader.

"Is it worthwhile to discuss who has the most credit? Even if we have to discuss it, we have to wait until we have wiped out the extraterrestrial demons."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "The two leaders have already died. It is no accident that the extraterrestrial demons are alert."

Hearing that the white-haired old man's expression was dignified, so was Han Li.

As Ling Xian said, in the case of the death of the two rulers, the extraterrestrial demons will definitely be vigilant and it will be difficult to draw snakes out of the hole.

"Then what shall we do next?" The white-haired old man looked at Ling Xian, waiting for him to get an idea.

The same goes for the cold.

Although Ling Xian is not the strongest of the three, his wisdom and rune accomplishments have already conquered the two.

Therefore, the two are mainly Lingxian, and they are used to getting their ideas.

"Hold your hands down and avoid the limelight."

Ling Xian groaned for a moment and decided to dormant for a while.

There is no way, even if two leaders are pitted, there are still five left. They are in direct conflict, and they are not opponents at all.

"Dormant ..."

The white-haired old man nodded gently and said, "Yeah, the demon outside the territory is already alert. If they count, then we are in danger."

Hearing that, Han Li also nodded his head slightly, expressing his approval.

"Since there is no objection, then go back." Ling Xian smiled slightly, but the next moment, the smile turned to gloomy.

Because of this, he felt the horror of the commander level.

The old man and Han Li also felt it and could not help but move.

"If you want to leave, you have to ask me if I don't agree."

A cold utterance resounded, accompanied by a strong intention to kill, sweeping in all directions.

Immediately, the three figures fell strongly, the earthquake cracked the ground, and the mountains shook.

The three of them wore gold armor and were as heavy as a mountain. Without exception, they were all superpowers in the late period.

"Oops."

The white-haired old man's heart sank. One-on-one, he might not win. One-to-three words would undoubtedly die.

Ling Xian also frowned.

He is one of the eight extreme realms, and surpasses one extreme. He has the ability to leapfrog and fight, but also has a limit.

One-on-one is OK. One enemy is two, but one enemy is three. Then it is impossible.

After all, someone who can become the leader cannot be too ordinary.

"There is no chance of winning, only escape."

Ling Xian sighed, and said, "I stopped the three of them for a while, and the two of you took the opportunity to escape, so don't worry about me."

On hearing that, the white-haired old man and Han Li both stunned, wondering if they heard it wrong.

In the impression of the two, Lingxian Runfu is unparalleled, but his strength is not very strong, because he has never shot.

However, at this moment, he said that he wanted to stop the three leaders. Naturally, it was the old man and Han Lishou.

"Son, are you sure you are not joking? But the three leaders, even me, cannot stop him." The old man hesitated.

"No kidding, just listen to me."

Ling Xian's expression calmed down, and when they saw their concerns, she said, "Rest assured, I can't kill the three of them, but they can't kill me."

"I won't leave the boy. If it weren't for you, I would have died, how could I leave you?" The old man looked firm.

"Me too. If you want to die, let's die together."

"You stay, just drag me down."

"If you leave, I have no worries and no danger to my life."

Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned. He didn't exaggerate. If he wanted to leave, the three would not stop him at all.

However, the elderly and Han Li did not think so.

They felt that Ling Xian wanted to sacrifice herself and win a life for them.

"Are you talking about the funeral?"

A red-haired man sneered, burning like a flame, and the void was incinerated.

"You haven't qualified me to account for the aftermath."

Ling Xian glanced at the person lightly. If one-on-one, he was confident that he could suppress this person.

"I don't know the sky is thick."

The red-haired man's eyes were cold, and the fiery flames permeated the old man's eyes.

Asking himself, he is not his opponent, and even if Shouyuan is exhausted, he cannot suppress him.

"Dare you dare to challenge me?"

Ling Xian stood by his hands and danced in white, showing the esteem of the Grand Master.

"What dare you?"

The red-haired man sneered, raised his hands and fell down, like a round of eternal sun, hot and unmatched, burning the heavens.

"Beware, son!"

The old man discolored, and stood in front of Ling Xian, and suddenly snowed in the sky to resist the attack of the magic fire.

boom!

The heavens and the earth were two minutes cold and half hot, but the snow melted for only a moment of stalemate.

"So strong!"

The old man's pupils shrank, and the icicles rose from the ground to seal the man's palm.

"The mantis arm is the cart."

The red-haired man sneered, as did the other two men.

This made the old man look blue and white for a while, but had no words to refute.

The red-haired man is indeed stronger than him, and although it is not impossible to fight back, it is not far behind.

"My son, I'll stop them, and you leave with your child away!" The old man gritted his teeth fiercely, and had already realized his life.

"Haha, I can't help it."

"If you want to block us too?

"Every one of us is enough to kill you easily. It is ridiculous to try to fight one enemy and three."

The three men laughed, not hiding their irony.

"He can't do it, what about me?" Ling Xian glanced at the three of them lightly.

"You can't do it any more." The red-haired man was playful.

"Really, then try it."

Ling Xian didn't want to say more, stepped out, black hair danced wildly,

In the next instant, the unparalleled majestic spirit opened up, as immortal as emperor like heaven, and swallowed the world for nine days.

This kept the old man from Han Li, looking at Ling Xian, wondering if he was dazzled.