Painting of the Nine Immortals

In mid-air, the previous life stood proudly, and was extraordinary and unpredictable.

Eight kinds of **** soldiers float up and down, lingering with chaos, Ling Lingxian is like a **** king.

This made the middle-aged man take a breath, and never dreamed that Lingxian had two kinds of Xeontian eyes, and it was the three lives of the world and the funeral.

You know, the awakening of the two ordinary sky eyes is a shocking thing, but Ling Xian is wearing the third and fourth two Xeon sky eyes, which is simply against the sky!

"Unbelievable, this person is too wicked."

"The fourth place in the world, and the third one in the funeral, appeared in one person, it was incredible."

"It's a terrible demon, even if he is a heir of the holy tribe, he is not as good as him."

After listening to the middle-aged man, everyone took a breath and looked at Ling Xian's eyes full of shock.

Those are two kinds of Xeontian eyes, they actually appear on one person, it is really incredible!

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that the two Xeon Tiantians would have appeared on one person."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "However, even if you have three kinds of Xeon Tianyan, you cannot escape today."

Hearing that Ling Xian glanced at the middle-aged man and said nothing.

If he is outside, he can use the split sky light, but at this moment, he is in a secret place and must leave to urge the split sky light.

But he was surrounded and it was difficult to leave the mystery.

However, Ling Xian did not give up, even if he died, he would have to pull a few backs.

At the moment, his expression turned cold, citing the power of Xia into the body, his momentum soared tenfold.

At the same time, Lingxian merged with the previous life and used the fighting bones.

boom!

The invincible power swept nine days, Lingxian woke up like a **** king, the emperor resurrected, illuminated Tianyu, and swallowed all realms!

The next instant, he made a strong shot, Emperor Boxing accompanied by the immortal bones, burned the eight wastelands, and shook the mountains and rivers.

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man looked cold, and pointed like a sword, showing his sharp edge.

At the same time, the strong men above the middle of the holy realm have also shot.

Fierce and mighty, the glory of the world, the heroes are the ultimate Dafa shot, its mighty sky, and its regret.

boom!

The aftermath shattered the void, the loud noise shook the sky, Ling Xian stepped back seven times, and a little blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Although he was the king who swept through the same ranks, he also took the strongest posture, but the strong men in the later stages of the Holy Land are not weak, and any one can fight him.

In the case of joint hands, he is naturally out of reach.

"Haha, let's get on the road." The old man in white laughed loudly, raised his hand to print, and the mountains fell down, trying to suppress Lingxian.

"What kind of thing are you, and also deliver me on the road?" Ling Xianmu burst cold electricity, punched out like a dragon, and smashed the mountains with a strong force.

"I remember you said that the monks should step back in the middle of the sanctuary."

The old man in white snorted and sneered: "I'm standing here. I have the ability to kill me."

"You want to die, I fulfill you!"

Lingxian's black hair danced wildly, like a demon awakened, raging against the sky, fierce and powerful.

He punched in the air, the emperor's shadow emerged, shattered the supreme Dafa of the heroes, and then appeared ghostly behind the old man in white.

Blood shines through the sky, killing like a tide, and the magic sword falls on the old man's neck, making this person cold sweat, and his back is soaked.

"If you want to kill me, I will send you on the road first." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and the magic sword crossed, the white man's head flew up and his body fell to the ground.

Those wide eyes were full of horror and regret.

This chilled everyone, even the middle-aged man looked at Ling Xian with a hint of fear.

The old man in white is a monk in the middle of the sacred realm, and his foundation is not weak, but in front of Ling Xian, he has no resistance.

What's even more amazing is that Ling Xian killed the white-clad old man with a sword under the siege of the heroes. Can this not make everyone afraid?

"I look down on you."

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy. He used to think that he was with those strong men in the late stage of the sacred state, and the monks in the middle stage of the sacred field could participate in the war.

At this moment, he was undoubtedly slapped by Ling Xian, how could he not be angry?

"I said, the monks should also retreat in the middle of the sacred realm." Ling Xian's expression was cold, so that the few monks in the middle of the sacred realm were cold and subconsciously took two steps back.

The death of the elderly in white proves that Ling Xian has the ability to easily kill monks in the middle of the Holy Land. Can they not be afraid?

"Even if I am alone, I can kill you!" The middle-aged man sneered, knotted with one hand, and darkness fell.

Gravestones emerged, cold and strange, mysterious.

Even more frightening is that the manifestation of terror in the tombs such as ghosts, golden deadlocks, and haunting ropes, although virtual, is also fierce.

This made Ling Xian a moment's surprise, and did not expect that there is such a magical method in the world, which can condense the horrible phantom in the tomb.

However, he was not afraid.

He can easily suppress even the horror in the real tomb. Will he fear the ghost?

At present, Ling Xian raised his hand to seal the seal, and the magical corpses of Jing Shizhen exploded, instantly destroying the horrible phantom in the tomb.

"How can it be?"

The middle-aged man exclaimed, he knew very well how powerful this method was, even if only ghosts and beasts were enough to kill the monks of the same rank, let alone the terror in the three tombs.

However, Ling Xian easily broke the golden beast of the beast. How could he not shock him?

"This method is strong and not weaker than any of the taboos. Unfortunately, you met me." Ling Xian smiled. He was looking for the inheritance of ghosts and Taoists.

Even if the middle-aged man cultivates this law to the highest level, the terror in the ten tombs will not threaten him.

"Go to death!"

The middle-aged man was furious, a sword swept across the sky, and the sky opened.

At the same time, the heroes shot one after another, and the world was shocked.

boom!

Yaoxian Mirror shines, mountains and rivers rise and fall, Lingxian fights the halberd with his left hand, smashes his sword with his right hand, and domineering against the heroes.

Tianyu cracked, the mystery shook, and the monk coughed up blood in the early days of the sacred realm, and could not bear the aftermath of the fight.

It is too powerful, even if the monk in the middle of the Holy Land, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, dare not approach the center of the battlefield.

"kill!"

The black hair danced wildly, swallowing the mountains and rivers, Lingxian halberd swept across ten sides, and killed a monk who entered the middle of the holy realm.

At the same time, he also took a slap, and although he had the body protector of the imperial treasure, he still coughed up his blood and took a few steps back.

There are too many enemies, and they are all strong. Even if he is the king who swept the same level, it is difficult to parry.

"This sword, send you on your way!"

The middle-aged man's eyes are fierce, and the peerless swordsman penetrates the world, like the legendary Wuxian sword.

It's terrible. Even the strongest who is not weaker than him is frightened.

"What a terrible taboo!"

Ling Xian moved, the light of the beginning appeared, let the peerless swordsman return to the time of condensing.

Then he moved left, avoiding this amazing sword.

However, the swordlessness left scars on him.

"Actually escaped ..." The middle-aged man was shocked by his heart. This sword is his strongest means. He used this method to kill three strong men who were not weaker than him.

Therefore, he never dreamed that Ling Xian could escape his lore!