Painting of the Nine Immortals

Above the mountain, Ling Xian frowned, puzzled.

For the exotic saints, the ancestor is naturally the most important person, followed by those who have hope for enlightenment, and then the contemporary saint.

Therefore, Lingxian couldn't figure out why the saints would send important people into the universe.

"Correct two things. First, I'm not the strongest passer."

"I am indeed a holy tribe, and my strength is on par with the strongest heirs, but I follow my mother's name and have little to do with that tribe."

"Second, don't give gold to the ninth realm in the universe."

"I have been here for a few days, and I have encountered three ninth-level powerhouses, and no one has seen my identity."

Meng Lang took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "I used mystic methods to hide the original breath, and also used the means to capture the shape of the Yuanshen Beast. I didn't expect it to be seen by you."

"An exotic place is not in vain." Ling Xian said faintly, he knew the origins of the strangers, if he couldn't see it, he would run away for nothing.

"It's really nothing, not only for the strength of the two forbidden grounds, but also for the precious breathing time for the universe."

Meng Lang smiled and said, "I admire you very much. Not everyone has the courage to fight against several holy clans, nor can anyone retreat from the whole body. Ask myself, I can't do it."

"Is it…"

"With your amazingness, even with your mother's surname, your status in the holy tribe will not be low. If there is nothing important, that holy tribe will never put you at risk."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at Meng Lang and said, "So, say your purpose."

"Guess." Meng Lang smiled evilly.

"It's for the source of the gods." Ling Xian was indifferent, and the alien main battle group had taken the responsibility of destroying the universe. Naturally, he didn't want the universe to give birth to a god.

"clever."

Meng Lang smiled lightly and said, "Although a **** can't afford much waves, the alien main war faction doesn't want to give the universe a little hope. Therefore, I came here to seize the source of the gods."

"Sure enough." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and ordinary creatures didn't have the qualification to compete for the source of the gods. Only the strongest sacred tribe could pass on it.

"Strange, why aren't you surprised that I can enter the universe?" Meng Lang frowned slightly. From beginning to end, he didn't see a trace of surprise on Ling Xian's face.

"Why should I be surprised?"

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, and said, "You know what you are."

"Well, bold enough, dare to call the name of Shengzu." Meng Langxi laughed.

"I've seen the gloomy projection with my own eyes, and I've played against him."

Ling Xian said faintly, saying, "In the past few years, the alien sent two Supremes to come here, you know."

"Know." Meng Lang converged to smile, faintly guessing what Ling Xian wanted to express.

"I participated in the siege. Although I couldn't get in, I witnessed the fall of the two Supremes with my own eyes."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Even the Holy Tribe projection, the Supreme True Body can come, and an eighth level monk enters the universe, why should I be surprised?"

Hearing that Meng Lang looked rigid and realized how stupid his problem was.

How could a person who has seen the projection of the saints, the Supreme Reality, be surprised by his advent?

"Don't talk nonsense, since you came for the source of the gods, then between you and me, we are destined to fall."

Ling Xian converged to a smile, erupting an infinite amount of light, such as a round of eternal sun, shining brightly.

At the same time, the Qizhizhiqi swept eight wastelands, as if the **** of war awakened and swallowed nine days and ten places.

It is the battle of immortal bones.

This shocked the minds of well-informed people, their eyes were about to stare out, and then they took a breath.

"Battle fighting immortal bones! Oh my god, I won't be dazzled, how can the exclusive bones of the fighting divine body appear on a non-holy body?"

"Don't forget, he still burns the bones of the world!"

"I must have not woke up. He is obviously not the Eucharist. How could he have two immortal bones?"

The crowds exclaimed, so that those who did not know the battle of immortal bones were also shocked.

It is really incredible. The reason why the word "exclusive" is added to the front of the fairy bone is because it is unique to the nine major holy bodies and it is impossible for others to own it.

However, Ling Xian has broken this iron law, and she has two kinds of exclusive fairy bones, which is simply against the sky!

Therefore, everyone was shocked to the point where they could not be added, even the magic fairy was no exception.

If you let them know, Lingxian also has the exclusive immortal bones of Tushen, and I don't know what it will be like.

"Interesting, so interesting."

Meng Lang smiled and said, "No wonder you can cut and kill Yu Juechen, it is really evil."

"No more nonsense, let's fight." Ling Xian stepped out, her black hair danced wildly, and the world broke down.

His momentum has not increased, but everyone knows the ability to fight the fairy bones, so no one doubts that he can fight Meng Lang.

"I said, I admire you so I don't want to be your enemy." Meng Lang smiled evilly.

"Your position, you are destined to be my enemy." Ling Xian's eyes are deep, the source of the gods is the hope of the universe, and he must not allow them to fall into the hands of foreigners.

"If, I said I didn't come for the source of the gods?"

"The old man's order really made me take the source of the gods, but I don't want to."

Meng Lang smiled and said, "I do everything with my heart. At least for now, I don't want to take the source of the gods."

"What if you think about it in the future?" Ling Xian glanced briefly at Meng Lang.

"That is also a matter for another day. If there is a day, I want to capture the source of the gods. At that time, you and I will win and lose again.

Meng Lang smiled and said, "Farewell, I hope next time you meet, you and I can make you happy."

When the words fell, he converged and wanted to leave.

Just then, an indifferent word came, like a thunderstorm breaking through the clouds.

"You don't want to take the source of the gods, but I want to take it."

Upon hearing this, Meng Lang frowned slightly and said, "Soul?"

"it's me."

The words of indifference sounded, and then a man in black stepped out from the void, devouring the sky and deterring the audience.

Whether it is cultivation or foundation, it is not inferior to Meng Lang.

This caused Ling Xian to frown, but did not expect another foreign person, and it was no less than Meng Lang's top evildoer.

"Soul, you are here, too." Meng Lang's eyes narrowed.

"You can come, so can I."

"Well, wait for me to resolve this person, and talk to you again."

The man whom Meng Lang called the soul spoke lightly, and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "You are a stunning person, but unfortunately you are unlucky.

Hearing that Ling Xian didn't say anything, not afraid, but too lazy to talk nonsense with this person.

"Your head is very valuable. If you bring it back and want to come, I will get a lot of rewards."

The soul glanced at Ling Xian, the earth cracked, and the power came.

Then, endless skeletons emerged, lingering around the ghost fire, weird.

The most amazing thing is that every skeleton exudes the momentum of the extraordinary period!

This numb everyone's scalp, even the magic fairy, was moved by it.