Painting of the Nine Immortals

Step by step, terrified by three steps.

Lingxian swallowed all realms, smashed the heavens, and smashed many facts of the warriors.

Even the famous continent, which is known as the strongest fighting drum below the sacred weapon, also cracked.

This is the flawless sky!

As long as it is below enlightenment, no matter how powerful the means is, it will not be vulnerable to Ling Xian!

The elder's smile froze on his face, and his contempt and pride disappeared, replaced by horror.

The rest of the warrior smiled stiffly and horrified.

In just three steps, the five major facts of the war fighters were smashed. How powerful is this? How terrible?

All the branches were terrified, and finally realized how terrible Lingxian was.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

The second elder roared, and the mountain **** stone was broken. It was too incredible to fight against the giant beast.

However, no one can deny the facts.

"The stupid person is not me, it is you." Ling Xian stood against his hands, as the heavenly emperor came to the dust, the king came to the heavens, and he struck Wanjie.

"You!" The second elder was angry, but was speechless.

The rest had nothing to say.

The five major facts of the warring family are as fragile as tofu in front of Lingxian.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots."

"It's just you guys that don't even match my brother's shoes!"

Zhan Ge laughed loudly, exclaimed.

Before that, he was worried and worried that Lingxian would die. At this moment he realized that he was still underestimating Lingxian.

Not to mention the fact that there are only five major factions in the war, even if there are ten more, they cannot shake Lingxian.

"hateful!"

The elder's lungs were almost exploding, but more, it was fear.

The warriors' branches were also apprehensive.

The five major facts have been broken, unless the second elder has become a god, otherwise, the overall situation is set.

"It's almost time, this battle is over."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the second elder, and said, "Are you going to arrest yourself, or will you resist?"

"Want me to grab my hand and dream!" The second elder gritted his teeth and squeezed the treasure seal, and the giant monster got up hard and growled.

However, the gas is insufficient.

He was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. It was not easy to stand up.

This is still in the case of Lingxian's retention, otherwise, the beast will die and the fighting drum will break.

"I don't want to weaken the strength of the fighters. Don't force me." Ling Xian's expression was cold. The reason he stayed was because Zhan Ge was about to take control of the fighters.

If the beast falls and the drums are broken, the strength of the warriors will plummet.

"I can't get what others can't imagine!" The second elder was furious, regardless of the beast's death, forcing him to kill Lingxian.

"court death."

Ling Xian's eyes flickered cold and fell with a palm, like a mountain of ten thousand gods, suppressing nine days and ten places.

The beast wailed and fell weak, and the second elder vomited blood, and his flesh broke apart.

Although his strength is stronger than the old man in Tsing Yi, in front of Ling Xian, he is still a chicken and a dog.

This made everyone in the room trembled. Although Ling Xian had long known that Ling Xian was powerful and unmatched, when he saw his palm and wounded the second elder, he still felt incredible.

The second elder is the second strongest of the warriors, second only to the fallen **** ancestors, but he can't stop Lingxian's tricks. Can everyone not be shocked?

"Is the gap really so big ..." The second elder smirked. He thought that the five great facts could kill Ling Xian and thought he could fight him.

Unexpectedly, the five major facts were smashed by Lingxian in three steps, and he could not stop even one move.

At this moment, the second elder finally realized how strong Lingxian was, and finally realized how stupid he was.

Can he overcome the imperfections?

As long as the gods do not take action, even if all the royal families of the borderless continent join forces, they will not be able to stop Lingxian's worldly frontier!

"ended."

Ling Xian opened his mouth lightly, the Emperor's fist shook the world, and the second elder coughed and coughed up blood without any fighting back.

After the ten strokes, the spirit originated from the two elders and flew out of the body, engulfing for nine days, shining in all realms.

The eyes of everyone present were hot and short of breath, and they all wanted to take the source of the gods into their pockets.

However, no one dares to shoot.

Ling Xianqiang was so strong that he dared to grab the source of the gods.

"No!" The second elder growled, but he was helpless.

He was simply not qualified to fight Lingxian, and had no other way to go except to die.

"Receive the source of the gods." Ling Xian's expression was calm, without any worries.

The source of the gods is the supreme treasure. As long as they are refined, they can become gods. Any soul can dream of it.

However, for Ling Xian, if Cheng Shen waits for a break, he will never become a **** until he has no choice but to.

"Thank you." Zhan Ge was excited, not only because of the source of the gods, but also because of revenge.

The two elders are already on the verge of death. The old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in gray also lost the power of the battle. If they killed the three of them, they would revenge and take charge of the war.

"Why thank you between me and you?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, forbidden by culture, and sealed the second elder's mana, body, and spirit.

Later, he threw a big sleeve, the second elder fell in front of Zhan Ge, desperately struggling, but could not move. Seeing this, the people in the main line of the warring family cheered and the people in the main line of the warring family face were ashamed.

Although he is unwilling to admit it, the branches are indeed defeated. Who can not despair?

"It is unbelievable to suppress the war clan with one's own strength."

"Although the ancestors fell, my family is a royal family that has been passed down for 10,000 years. He was beaten by him without any counterattack. I shall not be dreaming."

"Monster, below enlightenment, who can fight him?"

Everyone was trembling and terrified.

The war clan has been passed down for 10,000 years, second only to the existence of the saints. Below the enlightenment, who can suppress it on their own?

Ling Xian has done it, and she has the absolute upper hand from beginning to end. It is incredible. "It's not much harder than drinking water." Zhan Ge sighed. He thought he was overestimating Lingxian, but he still underestimated it.

Such anti-combat power, really below enlightenment, few people are worthy of his opponent!

"This person will leave it to you." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The second elder was the most hated by Zhan Ge. Naturally, he wouldn't go any further.

"The second elder, you finally fell into my hands." Zhan Ge gritted his teeth and slapped his palm on the second elder's face, beating half of his face.

"The soldiers can be killed, not humiliated!"

The second elder was so mad that he was desperately struggling, but unfortunately, he could not shake Ling Xian's prohibition.

"I'm insulting you, I think I have dirty my hands."

Zhan Ge's expression was cold, and he said, "You can rest assured, I will give you a happy, but it must be in front of the ancestor's grave."

Having said that, he carried the second elder and flew towards the back of the war.

"It's over. I can't see you in years. You're so strong."

Luo Xinjie sighed softly and said, "What are your plans?"

"Waiting for battle to become a god." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and Qing Wan's prohibition was only invincible.

Therefore, he wanted to wait for the battle to become a **** and then go to the blue holy land.

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There is no third chapter.