Painting of the Nine Immortals

The cold voice echoed slowly, and the face of the mysterious spirit suddenly became gloomy.

Ling Xian's heartfelt words made him angry, but he also had to admit that Ling Xian was right. At first, he did have a little selfishness, and didn't want Ling Xian to live out of the illusion, so he didn't inform him in advance. Instead, he deliberately guided him to make Lingxian think that he had really returned to the outside world, and he was convinced of everything in the fantasy.

However, although he was wrong before, as a spirit of the mystery, as long as he is in the mystery, he has a natural advantage and is almost invincible, as long as the opponent is not a strong person who can break the rules of the mystery like the King of Chaos, He was fearless, and the Secret City of Qingcheng allowed only monks below the foundation period to enter, so he always stood high, looking down on the earth like a god.

However, at this moment, it is being so politely accused by Ling Xian, where does his face go? How can you not be angry?

"Are you a ants in the sixth layer of gas refining, would you dare to prey on me?" The middle-aged man burned in anger and said coldly: "In this secret realm, I am looking down at all the heavens, the **** of the mortal world, the true dragon comes I have to dwell on it, and I have to lie down when the tiger is here. You are a cricket ant, and dare to say that you are going to destroy this place and destroy me. It ’s extremely arrogant and **** it! "

"It's not up to you to be arrogant or not to be your own." Ling Xian said with a sneer, "I think you're arrogant, and you say that you are heaven, God, and so on." Excuse me, are there any days that are easily suppressed? "

"You're looking for death!" The mysterious spirit of the mysterious realm was furious, and an imposing force came out through the body, and it was as mighty as the repression of Mount Tai.

"I'd like to see, to what extent is your mystic spirit strong."

Ling Xian showed a smirk, and did not start her defense, so she stood still and let the majestic momentum weigh on herself.

This is just an imposing manifestation, not a real attack. In a fantasy world, he once sat in the cloud and was repaired as a half-step babies. He even experienced the demure of the real babies. Retreat because of the momentum of the spirit of the yellow level mystery?

There are four levels in the world ’s mystery classification. The lowest yellow-level mystery spirit is only equivalent to human-based monks. Therefore, Ling Xian has no fear. The momentum of countless strong men has experienced it. He felt even a hint of timidity.

Of course, it only acts as a deterrent, not the momentum of real attacks. If the spirit of the mystery really does work, Lingxian may only survive a few rounds, and it will be easily suppressed.

But does he dare to do it?

He didn't dare. When he thought of the horror of the legendary Heiran Emperor, the middle-aged man trembled unconsciously, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he was frightened.

He was very clear that the Emperor Heian was obviously favoring the young man in front of him, and the sentence before leaving was telling him that he could be scrupulous and warning himself not to act lightly.

Therefore, the spirit of the mysterious domain did not dare to take action, even if he could easily kill Ling Xian, the picture was as fast as possible, but afterwards, he would be easily beheaded by the horrible woman.

"Why don't you do it, is it that you dominate all the days, afraid that my monks in the gas-refining period will not succeed?" Ling Xian looked at the hesitant middle-aged man, holding his left hand behind his back, and chuckled: "Do As a junior, in order to show respect for my predecessors, I let you have one hand. If you do n’t dare to do so, then I let you have two hands? "

Speaking, he wanted to take his right hand behind his back, such a light and clouded, unconcerned gesture, seeing the middle-aged man angry and rushing to the crown, anxious to rush up immediately, unloading the horrible boy in front of him and crushing the corpse Wan Duan.

As the spirit of the mystery, he dominates everything in the mystery. For the life in the whole mystery, he is the highest heaven. Even if the four deities and eight demon see him, they must be kind and respectful. , Dare not have the slightest disobedience, when has suffered such great shame?

Let me have a hand first? Want my second hand?

The spirit of the mystery was almost spit out of blood, I went to your uncle, I can easily run you to death with a finger, need you to let? If you have the patience, let the Emperor Heian to stop shooting, I will let you fight for a day first!

The middle-aged man's complexion changed constantly, blue and white, and the killing intention in his heart was extremely strong, but he did not dare to attack Ling Xian.

He was really scared, but that is the legendary Emperor of Peace and Chaos. He can beat himself to vomit blood at will and easily suppress the existence of supreme existence. With her supporting Lingxian, how can the spirit of the mystery be extravagant?

After struggling for a long time, the middle-aged man finally made a decision. Although his heart was full of unwillingness and helplessness, but because of the mighty power of the peace chaos emperor, he nodded like a fate and sighed, "You won, say, you want What compensation? "

"It's over because you don't know each other so long, why bother yourself?" Ling Xian's mouth raised slightly.

For the middle-aged man in front of him, he has no compassion. Although he has gained a lot of benefits from the illusion, he almost died in it. If the spirit of the mystery is made clear at the beginning, it will naturally be avoided. Risk, but the spirit of his secret place deliberately guided Ling Xian, clearly wants to let him die in it.

How can Lingxian easily let go of someone who cares for himself?

Moreover, nowadays, there is an Emperor of Peace and Chaos standing behind him. He is even more reckless. He must let the spirit of the mystery bleed.

"Oh ..." The middle-aged man's eyes were dim and his face looked as if he were ten years old at once, and said, "Don't sneer at me with words. Whatever compensation you want, just say, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."

Ling Xian groaned for a while, thinking that any time the Emperor of Peace and Chaos supported the waist, the lion opened his mouth wide, and spit out the four words lightly: "The source of the mystery."

"what?"

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly and hesitatedly refused: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He naturally would not agree. The source of the mystery is the most precious essence in the mystery. It supports the operation of the entire mystery. It is also the root reason why he is so powerful and intelligent. If he loses a little, the scope of the entire mystery will be reduced. , He will also fall into weakness.

It can be said that the source of the mystery is equal to life. Who will give up his life?

For monks, the secret realm is a great supplement. It contains the purest aura between heaven and earth. If it is absorbed by a monk, it can be promoted quickly without any side effects. It is the dream of countless cultivations. Gem.

Therefore, Lingxian would utter an astonishment and ask for the source of the mystery. He probably calculated it. If he absorbed the source of the mystery, he would have a qualitative leap in cultivation.

"Now you can't let it be yours, I don't want much, 10%, as long as 10% of the source of the mystery, this matter will stop here. After you walk on your Yangguan Road, I will walk on my single wooden bridge, and the well water will not violate the river water. "Lingxian looked at the middle-aged man with amusement and chuckled:" If you don't agree, then I will let you both hands, and let the Emperor Heian be the notary. Let's have a duel. Whoever loses will die. "

Ling Xian deliberately increased the tone of the word 'Pingran Emperor', reminding the Spirit of the Mysterious Realm not to forget who his backer is, and he also believed that the Spirit of the Mysterious Realm would surely commit it because of his power. Not afraid to refuse.

Sure enough, he didn't expect it. When he heard the words "Pingran Emperor", the middle-aged man suddenly shivered and yelled: "I go to your uncle, if you have the ability, don't let her come out. Laozi slapped it. Damn you! "

However, he was absolutely afraid to say these words, but could only vent his anger in his heart and curse Lingxian.

"How about, did you obediently hand over the source of the mystery, or did you have a duel between men?" Ling Xian frowned, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "It's just a source of mystery, but it's nothing to you. What a great loss, the mysterious spirit of the mysterious realm, is so stingy, not at all happy. "

stingy?

The middle-aged man wants to cry without tears. It is the source of the mystery, which is equivalent to one tenth of the reduction of the mystery, and his strength is also lost by one tenth. More importantly, this essence must go through at least hundreds. It will take a few years to give birth again, so just give it to Ling Xian, of course he can't bear it.

But if he didn't give up, he had to give up. He could understand it. If he didn't send out the source of the mystery, I'm afraid that the boy in front of him would not give up, and if he summoned the Emperor of Peace and Chaos, wouldn't he have to die?

Gritting his teeth fiercely, the spirit of the mysterious state made a decision to send 10% of the source of the mysterious state to save his life. He wept a face and said bitterly, "Give you this, I wish this matter would stop there. The two do not owe each other. "

As he said, with a wave of his sleeves, a cloud of gray gas appeared in the void, exuding a full and pure aura, which made people feel refreshed and comfortable.

"You can rest assured that this is the end of today's business, and I will never make it difficult for you." Ling Xianmei smiled, looking at the hazy gas, blooming a satisfied smile.

This is the source of the mysterious realm. The most precious essence of the entire mysterious realm, countless monks' salivating treasures, can quickly improve the cultivation, and without any side effects, it can be called a rare fetish between heaven and earth.

"It's the best." The primate of the mystery breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll say goodbye." Ling Xian contented, beckoned, the source of the mystery flew into the storage bag, and then looked at the frowning middle-aged man, sarcastically: "Yes, if you want to count me in the future, Remember to be prepared for the source of the mystery. "

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry, but even shook his head helplessly, and said, "Hurry up, the provincial I see you upset."

"Haha, that's when I leave." Ling Xian laughed loudly, then her body shape slowly faded into the Nine Immortals chart.

The mysterious spirit looked at this incredible scene in front of his eyes, his eyes were full of shock. You must know that he is the master of the entire mystery, and can disappear under his eyelids silently, even he can not detect a little breath, How bad is this?

"This kid is really powerful. First, he provokes the monsters in the whole secret, and then forced me to surrender the source of the secret." The middle-aged man sighed softly, and finally the big rock in his heart fell to the ground and said to himself: "This Damn little evil star, but it's gone, my life can finally return to the past. "