Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Tell him, take the word me, even if he wins, the seat of the first person in the universe, let him sit."

Ling Xian opened her mouth faintly, the innate body hit all the invincible opponents of the same order, and she looked at the two worlds of ancient times.

However, sixty years ago, he surpassed the top five Xeon races, and hand-written a word, which was already a face for the little fairy king.

"One word ..." Huang Jiuge was surprised for a moment, but she believed in Ling Xian.

At the moment, she put the spirit paper in her sleeves and turned away.

Watching Huang Jiujie disappear, Ling Xian closed her eyes and practiced meditation, not caring about the outcome of this battle.

The result of this battle was doomed from the moment he was angry.

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Wonderful city, in Taoyuan.

Many big men are surrounded by a man in white, and their words are touted and flattery.

This person's sword and eyebrows are star-eyed, the British spirit is compelling, the atmosphere of chaos is dazzling, the Tao is enlightened, and the six realms are nine days.

It is the legendary congenital body, the little fairy king.

"It's better to see it all. You have to see it today. It is known that the rumors are less than just in case."

"Yes, in my opinion, even Lingxian cannot compete with Xiaoxian Wang."

"I thought Ling Ling was the first day of 30,000 years. At this moment, I understand that Ling Xian is nothing compared with Xiao Xian Wang."

Everyone flattered, degrading Lingxian as if it were mud, and boasting Xiaoxian Wang as Tianzun, no one can control it forever.

"You can't say that, Lingxian is still a bit strong, but naturally it's worse than me." Xiaoxian Wang smiled slightly, saying Lingxian was good, but his attitude was contemptuous.

"Not a part, but a big part."

A white-haired old man smiled and said, "Lingxian doesn't take part in the book, and dare not even say a word. It can be seen that he is afraid of the little fairy king."

After hearing the words, everyone also spoke one after another, mocking Ling Xian as timid as a mouse and afraid to fight.

At this moment, the cold word fell and everyone frowned.

"Shut up for me."

The words fell, the infinite light filled the sky, and the power of the gods shook Xinghe.

Phoenix Jiuge fell suddenly, the red dress swayed lightly, dumping sentient beings, and the glory was peerless.

Xiaoxian Wang's eyes were glowing, he looked at Huang Jiuge recklessly, and admired: "What an amazing beauty."

Everyone at the scene was upset, and their hearts were full of evil thoughts.

"Look again, I dug your eyes."

Huang Jiuge gave Xiaoxian Wang a disgusted look, and said, "My master said, if you can take him a word, the seat of the first person in the universe, let you sit."

"Who is the owner of your family?" Xiaoxian Wang froze. He is one of the five major Xeon races' congenital body, and when he landed in the divine realm, it is natural to see that Huang Jiuge is also a god.

Looking at the world, who is eligible to receive gods as slaves?

"You provoked my master twice, don't you know who he is?" Huang Jiuge smiled coldly, Han Mang burst out, and the intention of killing was stunned.

"Lingxian ..." Xiaoxian Wang was surprised, and so was everyone.

Phoenix Jiu Ge is an invincible nine-day deity, and it is amazing to be willing to be a servant of Lingxian.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, aren't you trying to challenge my master?"

Huang Jiuge gave a cold glance at Xiaoxian Wang and said, "Now that he is fighting, how dare you take it?"

"What dare you?"

The little fairy king smiled, looking at the delicate and delicate body of Huang Jiuge, and said, "However, it must be a little colorful. If he loses, he must give you to me."

"Well, if you lose, give me three knees and kneel down." Phoenix Jiuge nodded slightly, without any hesitation.

She believed in Lingxian, even if it was just a word, she didn't think Xiaoxian Wang could win.

"Ha ha ha, okay." Xiaoxian Wang laughed loudly, "Where is Lingxian? Let him get out and fight with me."

"Did you not understand what I said?"

Phoenix Jiuge glanced at Xiaoxian Wang and said, "My master said, as long as you can take the next word, you will win."

"One word?" The little fairy king froze slightly, and then his expression became gloomy.

The same goes for everyone present.

I've heard of a trick to suppress the enemy, and I have heard of a mighty killing of the opponent, but I have never heard of a single word to suppress the opponent.

You know, the little fairy king is an invincible congenital body, let alone look at the world, even if you look at eternity, few people can suppress the congenital body.

However, Ling Xian didn't even show her face, she only wrote a word, which was undoubtedly crazy.

"You heard me right, just one word."

"Because of you, I haven't qualified for my master to write a word, it's already giving you face." Huang Jiuge said lightly. She is one of the five most powerful races. The fairy kings battle.

And she had read the words written by Ling Xian, and knew that even if her life was lost, she could not stop it.

"good very good."

The little fairy king smiled and said: "I want to suppress me in one word, Lingxian, you really don't know the heights and heights."

"Stupid, who does he think he is? Does Pangu Tianzun open the world?"

"Arrogant! The little fairy king is Xeon's innate body, and he can't beat it."

"Lingxian must be afraid of losing, so he came up with this method. Even if he loses, he has an excuse."

"Haha, it's ridiculous. One word suppresses the little fairy king, but he can figure it out."

Everyone laughed, thinking that this was a joke, and it was a nightmare.

"I don't know who is the most powerful person, you, my master's strength, how can you guess?"

Huang Jiujia looked indifferent, and said, "No more nonsense, I just ask, dare to fight?"

"Come on, wait for me to break his words, then send him on the road, and you will be in the house." Xiaoxian Wang smiled and regarded Huang Jiu Ge as something in his bag.

Everyone at the scene thought he would win.

"When you win, let's say this again." Phoenix Jiuzhu's lips turned slightly, the spirit paper emerged, and the fairy light shined.

The word emerged, the silver hook of iron painting, vigorous and powerful.

It was a defeat, but if you do n’t see Tao, you do n’t see Xianwei.

At the moment that can be seen, all but Xiaoxian Wang and Huang Jiuge all fell to their knees and coughed up blood.

Although the little fairy king did not kneel, he also bleed from the corners of his mouth and shivered.

boom!

The defeat word fell, the front and back straddled the three realms, Xianwei swept for nine days, and the whole world turned into nothingness.

The little fairy king was astounded. The invincible taboos, mysterious rules of Shinto, and mysteries to enhance his strength were all used.

boom!

Shenwei trembled Xinghe, the Taoist method collapsed for nine days, and the little fairy king desperately tried to make milk.

Unfortunately, it is still difficult to defeat the sharp edge.

The taboo method is broken, the mysterious path is scattered, the little fairy king's body is torn apart, and the blood is stained red.

Sixty years ago, Lingxian was the first person in the eternal fairyland, no matter the most powerful blood race in the history of Sanctuary, or even the five most powerful races in the universe, he was not his opponent.

Sixty years later, his strength was even more unfathomable. The little fairy king was fragile like a layer of window paper in front of him!

Yin Hong shed, painless, Xiaoxian Wang Yangtian screamed, cold sweat, his face was distorted.

The crowd opened their mouths and their eyes were about to stare out.

A defeated character suppresses the legendary congenital body, Tianzun has seen it, and he must be dull!

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There is no third chapter.