Painting of the Nine Immortals

The sun rises and shines.

However, it is not as good as the source of the gods suspended in the air.

It is mysterious, flowing track marks, exuding worldly power and esteem.

The crowd at the scene stared closely at the source of the gods, all eyes were fiery and breathing was short.

There is only one exception, Ling Xian.

He was also looking at the source of the gods, but not fiery, but with emotion.

When he embarked on the road to heaven, Ling Xian was only a monk in the sixth realm. Now he has stood on the peak of humanity and can be called the emperor.

Looking back on this century-long experience, how could he not be filled with emotion?

"That year, I embarked on the journey to the sky for the source of the gods. After more than a hundred years, I finally saw this thing." Ling Xian said to herself, the eyes of the star were deep and calm, there was no semi-ignition heat.

In this era of not seeing the immortal gods, the source of the gods can be called the first deity, and no one can remain calm.

However, Lingxian is an exception.

If Chengshen waits for a break, he doesn't want to bury his future for 30,000 years.

At the moment, Ling Xian looked away and looked at the people present.

Either sitting cross-legged or standing with negative hands, everyone present was extraordinary and magnificent.

What's even more amazing is that there are more than five hundred followers!

This is undoubtedly a pretty amazing number. If they join forces, below the enlightenment, few people can fight against them!

"The temptation of the source of the gods is truly incomparable." Ling Xian sighed, and when she came to the realm of the incarnation, she thought of only two things.

One is invincibility and the other is extension of life.

The source of the gods is undoubtedly satisfying these two points, and the close people who are not hidden in the world naturally flock to them.

"There are no foundations and flawless people. It seems that the ancestors of the Gu family have not yet arrived."

Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep. His trip had two purposes, one was to kill the ancestors of the Gu family, and the other was to win the source of the gods.

He has been secretly investigating that none of the more than five hundred followers are immature, that is, the ancestors of the Gu family are still on the road.

Of course, this person may also be here, just hidden in the dark, but the possibility is very small.

Ling Xian, however, embarked on the path of immortal soul. Below enlightenment, no one can hide his perception.

"After three days, the power of the earth's veins will dissipate. Wait patiently." Ling Xian whispered to herself, then closed her eyes and raised her soul, leaving herself at the peak.

More than 500 uprights are nothing. Even if they join forces, they cannot threaten him, but the ancestors of the Gu family are rivals.

This person is not a false foundation, but a genuine foundation which is not inferior to him.

Moreover, in addition to the ancestors of the Gu family, there must be immaculate approachers. Lingxian naturally wants to meet the upcoming peak duel in the best state.

Time passed quietly. Three hours later, a ray of light came, and the mountain shook instantly, and the eight wastelands trembled.

Divine light dissipated, and a seven- or eight-year-old child appeared in shape, with Daoxianxianyun around his body, conforming to heaven and earth, and sympathizing with the avenue.

He was like a king of immortals, engulfed in the six realms of the world, and made awesome nine days and ten places, leaving everyone present unchanged.

"So terrible, he's an immaculate approacher!"

"Like a child, like a demon, he is the ultimate power of ten thousand years ago, swallowing the heavenly boy!"

"Is it a battle with the gods, both falling down the devouring boy?"

"He didn't die. So, is it possible that the Lord is still alive?"

Everyone at the scene exclaimed, especially the old monster who had lived for thousands of years, and his face changed greatly.

More than 10,000 years ago, there were two peerless Tianjiao, one is the **** king, and the other is the swallow boy.

The two were astounding through the ages and swept through the same level. They were the brightest stars of that era.

It is a pity that there is no room for two tigers in the mountains. After the two set foot in the supreme realm, they started a life-and-death duel and both fell.

It is universally acknowledged that whoever lives, they can be called emperors, suppressing an era.

It is conceivable to what extent the two are stunning, and they are truly arrogant.

"A thousand days ago, Tianjiao ..."

Ling Xian's expression was condensed. Peerless Tianjiao means stunning, but also means strong. Under the circumstances that the foundation and realm are not weaker than him, it is undoubtedly a great enemy.

"Be quiet."

The swallowing boy looks indifferent, sweeping the world's prestige. Except for Ling Xian, everyone on the scene is fierce and fierce, and he takes seven steps back.

Overwhelming!

You know, there are more than five hundred close people here, and even the momentum of swallowing the heavenly boy can't be stopped. It is conceivable how strong this person is.

After deterring the men, the swallowing boy turned his eyes to Lingxian, his eyes were deep, and the cold mang appeared.

As a close-knit fellow, Ling Xian can see his strength, and naturally he can see how strong Ling Xian is.

"You are the emperor of this era?"

The boy who swallowed the sky looked indifferent, without disdain or contempt, but his gesture was that his predecessors treated the younger ones.

"The emperor can't talk about it." Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned slightly, swallowing the boy's arrogant attitude, which made him unhappy.

Judging from his age, Tuntian Boy is indeed his predecessor, but he is also an immature incarnation, and Tuntian Boy is not qualified to look down on him.

"You still have a bit of self-knowledge. I have been born, who deserves to be called the emperor?" The Tuntian boy laughed, showing his pride and arrogance.

"Really ..." Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, lazy and swallowing the boy.

Whether you can become emperor depends on strength.

Who is capable of overpowering the heroes and the source of the gods?

"Looks like you're not convinced. Why don't you and I compete first?"

The swallowing boy looks down at Lingxian, like the fairy king sitting on the top of the nine days, and the king is all over the world.

"If you don't see it for seven thousand years, you are still so arrogant."

The indifferent resounded for nine days. A handsome young man appeared with red lips and white teeth and a crown like a jade. He was even more beautiful than a woman.

The sky descends from Ruicai, the purple gas comes to the east, the true dragon ranks the sun, and the phoenix flies.

Many visions manifested, congratulating Tianzun on his awakening and the return of the King of God.

"Such an amazing vision, he is a god!"

"It is said that God was born with great fortune, and when he was born, the vision remained for three days."

"God is really alive, no play, even if I waited together to work hard, he is not his opponent."

Everyone was bitter, especially the old monster near Shou Yuan, who was even more disheartened.

The King of God is as famous as the boy who swallows the sky, and his strength is outrageous. Who is the source of the gods?

"Another big enemy."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, Shenjun is a peerless Tianjiao who has beaten the invincible opponent of the same rank, and his combat power must be shocking, not inferior to him.

"You still love to be in the limelight so much, you can converge the vision, but let it be manifested." Tuntian boy sneered, he was the opposite of the gods, and he faced them as a boy.

"If you don't find it pleasing to the eyes, I can dig your eyes, or send you on the road." The **** prince smiled coldly, but he was cold and clear of intention.

"Do you have this ability?"

Swallowing the boy sneered, and said, "What is it like to be a ghost?"

"How does it feel to be stuck in one place?"

The smile of the prince was undiminished. In the war that year, the boy swallowed up lost his freedom. He also became a ghost, and he could only continue his life with a yin.

"You're looking for death."

The boy with a gloomy face swallowed the sky and said, "I don't know how much you have grown in these seven thousand years."

"You'll know if you try it." The smile of the prince gradually narrowed, the dragon shouted, and the phoenix spread his wings.