Painting of the Nine Immortals

The Peacock Dynasty, the back garden of the Royal Palace.

The master of the peacock dynasty stands with his hand in his hands, watching the flowers in full bloom and fighting against each other.

A **** came quickly, and said, "Your Majesty, something serious has happened."

"What is it?" The peacock lord frowned slightly.

"Lingxian became supreme, but did not reach the ninth pole." The **** replied.

"what?"

The master of the peacock dynasty changed his face and said, "The news is true or false, can you verify?"

"Lingxian's whereabouts are unknown and cannot be verified."

Eunuch: "However, the news came from the Bai family, the Mo family, and the Seven Holy Pavilions. There should be no fakes."

Hearing that the Lord of the Peacock Dynasty was silent for a long time and sighed long.

The reason he agreed with Kong Ling's marriage with Little Stone was because he was optimistic about Ling Xian's future. As long as he joined the nine extreme realms, he would not be alone, and he would be the top powerhouse in the world.

By then, the peacock dynasty will be one of the most powerful forces in the world, and even the six giants will have to bow their heads.

"Missed."

The Lord of the Peacock Dynasty sighed and said, "Lingxian, you really let me down."

"Your Majesty, the marriage between Princess and Lingxian disciples ..." The **** stopped talking.

"What marriage? Why don't I remember, and assigned Linger to that kid?"

The peacock lord faintly spoke. Lingxian had lost its value. Naturally, he wouldn't let Kong Ling distribute to small stones.

"Your Majesty pardoned me, I remembered it wrong." The **** smiled.

"Go, don't bother me to enjoy the flowers." The peacock lord stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the beautiful flowers and slowly speaking out five words.

"Bauble."

...

In the small world, Jun Xiu's man is smiling and looking up.

He has seen too many amazing people in his life, but even if they are added together, they are not as good as Ling Xian.

Therefore, he hopes that the King of Lingxian will return and ask for the peak of humanity with a more dazzling attitude!

"No one can go all the way without setbacks, even if it is God, even immortal."

The handsome man with his hands behind his back said, "Frustration makes people grow, and bumps make people strong. Lingxian, I believe you can go through this bump."

"I may not be able to cross this hurdle, but even if the hope is broken, I will not give up." Ling Xianxing eyes deep, his dictionary did not give up these two words.

"Don't give up, hope is always there."

The handsome man smiled gently and said, "Go and look for hope, the lives of those people are waiting for you to collect."

"I'm going to fix their lives." Ling Xian's expression turned cold, and her anger was immortal, and her hatred was unbearable.

Those people cut off his invincible road, let the Tao Shenshu be seriously injured and dying, he will not frustrate them, he vowed not to be human!

At present, Lingxian stepped out and left the small world.

Then he walked against the wind and flew towards the city of Zhige.

Along the way, Ling Xian heard two voices, one was regretful, and the other was ridicule.

This made him really understand that the higher you stand, the worse you fall.

A month ago, Ling Xian was a peerless arrogant man, and the world praised him so much that he was held in the cloud.

At this moment, what he heard was either regret or mockery.

This difference is too great. Even people with a strong heart will be defeated and will never recover.

However, Ling Xian was not defeated.

There must be bitterness, but he believes that when he comes to the nine extremes, ridicule and regret will disappear.

There will be only one voice in the entire universe.

praise.

"If Ye Huashang falls, then hope is lost, I hope she is still alive."

Looking at the city of Ge, Ling Xian murmured to himself with hope and worry.

At the time of parting, Ye Huashang said that up to two years, the Supreme Lord of the Holy Sect would find Ye Xiaozhang.

Therefore, Ling Xian was worried that Ye Xiaochen was dead and Ye Huashang had fallen.

"Can I have a good foundation and ask the peak of humanity to see if you are still alive." Ling Xian said to herself, flying towards the Daxue Mountain.

Seven days later, thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains came into view, white and flawless.

Lingxian stepped on the snow without traces, and the power of the soul swept through the wasteland, looking for Ye Huashang.

As a result, nothing was found.

Ling Xian searched the Daxue Mountain and did not see Ye Huashang. Instead, he saw a strong man fighting with three snow lions.

This man was a monk at the beginning of the sacred realm. He raised his hand and landslided, and three snow lions coughed up blood, wailing in the sky.

The three snow lions are aliens of the heavens and the earth, not weaker than the pure blood royal family, but they are beaten by the big man without any resistance, showing that he is amazing in strength.

boom!

Opening and closing together, trembling and scary, the magnificent man was absolutely domineering, half killed by three snow lions, and lost the power of the first battle.

"Hey, the three Snow Lions are all treasures. Don't let me wait for half a year." The big man laughed, carried the three Snow Lions on his shoulders, and left.

However, stopped by Ling Xian.

He held his hands behind his back and said lightly, "I have something to ask you."

"Who are you?"

The magnificent man glanced at Ling Xian and said, "Don't block Lao Tzu's way."

"Answer my question and I will make way."

Ling Xian looked calm and said, "You have been in Daxue Mountain for half a year. Have you ever seen a woman?"

"I'm not obliged to answer your question. Hurry up while I'm in a good mood."

The strong man cursed and said, "Have you seen this Snow Lion? If you don't get out, it will end like it."

"I say it again and answer my question."

Ling Xian looked the same as before. A strong man was only in the early days of the Holy Land. With his current strength and a look, he could suppress this person.

"I see it. You're here to die."

The Jianshuo man's face was somber and smirked, "It just happened that Snow Lion didn't make me happy, boy, I hope you can hold on a few more tricks."

After that, he blasted out with a punch, just to the fierce, domineering.

But the next moment, his fist was stiff in the air, not because he could not move, but he did not dare to move.

Ling Xian showed supreme divine power at the beginning, just like the fairy king awakened, trembling for nine days and ten, and leveling the three realms of the world.

This made Dahan feel cold and his legs were soft.

There is nothing to be afraid of, but the supreme is the existence of a man. If you breathe, he will be wiped out!

"I didn't hear your words just now, can you say it again?" Ling Xian said lightly, bloody, and powerful.

"Senior, you heard it wrong, I didn't say anything." Da Hanqiang squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, trembling and shaking.

"You mean my ears aren't good?" Ling Xian glanced at the Han slightly.

"No, no, no, I was wrong, I **** it, and I have a lot of seniors, please don't have general knowledge with villains."

The big man was about to cry. If he knew earlier, Ling Xian was the supreme man who swept the world. He wouldn't dare to lend a hundred courage.

"You can let it go, but you have to answer me a question." Ling Xian said lightly, concentrating.

"Seniors, please say, I know everything and can't stop talking." Han said with a smile, his back was soaked.

Ling Xian was terrible. Just showing his momentum made him breathless and unable to move.

"Looks like you have a bad memory, do you need me to think back?"

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and the Supreme Divine Power came out again, making the big man want to cry without tears, and his intestines were regretful.