Painting of the Nine Immortals

"So genius, worthy of the word Tianjiao."

The old man was full of joy, and there was a strong appreciation in Ling Xian's eyes.

The so-called Tianjiao is the title of the young monks in the Xiuxian world. This title far surpasses geniuses, wizards, and ghosts, and is not available to non-stunners.

Generally speaking, only the top genius in a state's strongest power can be called Tianjiao.

Throughout the ages and now, looking at the world, any monk who can get the title of Tianjiao, as long as he doesn't die halfway, will eventually become a party overlord and majestic the world.

The old man, as the elder Wan Jianzong, has natural knowledge and knows how powerful talents are needed to obtain the title of Tianjiao, but he crowned Ling Xian as Tianjiao. It can be seen that there is no one talent in Wan Jianzong. More than Lingxian!

This also made him secretly fortunate, thanks to his whim, and stayed, otherwise it would be such a great loss for Zongmen to miss such a peerless genius.

At the same time, the old man also became more firm at all costs, and also wanted to bring Lingxian back to Zongmen.

With this one, it is better than thousands of geniuses!

And while he was thinking about how to let Ling Xian go with him, the war in the sky had broken out again.

Fang Mingyuan was full of faces, waving a spear, and vowed to kill Ling Xian here to prevent future troubles.

The eight-pin magic pan dragon gun bloomed with infinite light, the tip of the gun trembled, and the golden dragons with teeth and claws whistled out, and went straight to Lingxian.

Ling Xian was completely fearless. She lifted her right hand and lifted the magic sword into the sky, and then gradually changed into a huge sword. The blood spread over three thousand miles, and her murderousness was appealing.

The giant sword is swept across the air, domineering and cut off, as if Mount Tai is pushing down like a pinch!

brush!

Jinlong roared and rushed forward, but he was chopped into two pieces from the dragon head by the extinct sword and dissipated in the void.

With a click, the Panlong Gun cracked a gap instantly, and it can be seen that Lingxian's sword had already hurt the origin of this magic weapon.

This eight-pin magic weapon is actually quite good. It can collide dozens of times with the fierce sword of the world, and it has been enough to prove its power.

However, this is because Ling Xian has not yet arrived at Zhuji. If he is the same as Fang Mingyuan's repair, one sword will be able to abolish the Panlong Gun.

"Damn boy, I must kill you!"

Fang Mingyuan shouted angrily. This gun was obtained by him after spending a lot of money, hard work and sacrifice for up to ten years. He has always been regarded as his life, but now he has broken the foundation. This makes him feel distressed. The intention to kill Ling Xian was strong again.

Unfortunately, he has been stunned by anger and has not recognized the strength of both sides.

Ling Xian's mana is indeed inferior to him, but the magical powers displayed by the two sides are like clouds and mud. Whether it is a fierce sword or a nine-day magic wing, it is much stronger than his magical powers, and these The powerful magical power can just fill the gap between the two mana.

If the strength of the mana during the base period is a huge stone, then the mana of Qiqi's invincible realm is an iron rod, and the magical power is a hammer. If the stone is bombarded with an iron rod, it is impossible to break the stone anyway. But if it is struck by a hammer, the iron rod can pierce the boulder!

This is the case with Ling Xian and Fang Mingyuan at the moment, but Fang Mingyuan is too confident and believes in his powerful strength, so he didn't find it at all, and the balance of the victory and defeat has quietly tilted towards Ling Xian.

Or it did n’t matter when he discovered it. When he wanted to come, even if Lingxian was talented and his future achievements were high, that would be the future. Now he is only a monk in the gas-refining period, so he still believes that he can Ling Xian beheaded.

"If your means stop here, then let me take you on the road today." Ling Xian's expression was cold, Jiutian's wings vibrated, and she immediately reached the top of Fang Mingyuan's head, and immediately raised her right leg. Suddenly, the void vibrated, a layer Invisible fluctuations spread, with power and domineering that can smash everything, just like the suppression of Mount Taishan!

Fang Mingyuan's face changed, and his hands quickly pinched, first a little red light appeared, then turned into a transparent protective cover, and wrapped him in it.

boom!

With a loud roar, Ling Xian's feet fell on the red protective cover. Although it couldn't be further, the protective cover had cracked, revealing dense cracks. Obviously, it was impossible to continue the defense.

Fang Mingyuan was thinking very well, but he ignored an important fact. Ling Xian was indeed a gas-refining monk, but he was a gas-refining monk who could build a base!

Fang Mingyuan, who ignored this, finally paid a bitter price.

I saw the red protective cover quickly disintegrate, Ling Xian took advantage of the chase, and when Fang Mingyuan did not respond, he punched him in the chest.

"boom!"

After being hit hard, Fang Mingyuan took a few steps backwards, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, and stabilized his body with the help of the former patriarch of the Qi family.

"I was actually injured, and spewed blood first when confronted with an ant in a gas refining period." Fang Mingyuan had an unbelievable face, looking beyond Ling Xian's eyes, and there was a hint of deep consternation, although he had already Forcibly squeezed the blood from the chest, but there was still a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.

Below, there was another exclaiming.

"I'm not mistaken. Fang Mingyuan actually vomited blood. This Lingxian is too powerful!"

"Yeah, it's not Zhuji, but it is better than Zhuji. From beginning to end, he has been fighting Fang Mingyuan!"

"Sure enough, Wushuang Tianjiao, with a weak crown age, can enable the strong in the base period to vomit blood. This Lingxian's future must be extremely bright and unobstructed!"

For the monks in Qingcheng, the strongest man in the foundation period is the **** of supremacy, and the refining period is only a trivial mortal, but at this moment, God is beaten by a mortal to vomit blood. This strong impact is like a meteorite falling Generally, it shook the entire Qingcheng!

The two Fang Qi men and women witnessed this scene, their faces were sinking, and their hearts were filled with anxiety, while the Ling family were elated and their eyes were glowing with unprecedented brilliance. They have reason to believe that Ling Xian can help turn the tide and save the verge. The extinct Ling family.

"Fang Mingyuan, pay for what you have done." Ling Xian's wings fluttered, flashing in front of Fang Mingyuan, and then punching out, the space immediately shook.

Fang Mingyuan's eyes flashed a bit of hatred. A monk in the refining period not only completely suppressed him from beginning to end, but also wounded him. What made him feel bad?

With a rage, Fang Mingyuan waved the dragon gun and wanted to meet the shocking fist, but a figure suddenly stopped in front of him.

It was the Qi patriarch who took office.

He saw that Fang Mingyuan was injured, and at the same time his heart was shaken, he couldn't help but have a worry. If he was beheaded by Ling Xian, then today's plan would be defeated.

Therefore, he had to stand up and plan to join forces with Fang Mingyuan to kill the variable Lingxian first.

He squeezed out a magical seal of his hands, and a large black mist appeared in the void, rolling and surging, as if the night had come, and there was a trace of death.

"Get away!"

Ling Xian drank coldly, instead of continuing to fist, but shaking her wings for nine days, shaking off countless pieces of white feathers, transforming into a huge fan, blowing off that weird black mist.

The old patriarch of Qi family frowned, and wanted to move again, but Ling Yuan had already used the Canglang Sword Technique, forcing him to shift the battlefield and fight with Ling Yuan.

"Now, you and I are left." Ling Xian stepped out, her black hair danced wildly, his cold eyes looked at Fang Mingyuan, and said, "make a break."

"It's time to make a break. It's a shame for you to let this ant live until now." Fang Mingyuan's face was sullen, and a horrific momentum rushed out of him, sweeping through the city.

"The momentum is good, so let's make a decision with one move. The loser loses all spirits." Ling Xian's mouth was raised, and she laughed wildly.

"Then, please die, but you can rest assured that there will be a lot of people going down to accompany you, Huang Quan Road, you are not lonely." Fang Mingyuan smiled gloomily, his whole mana condensed on the panlong gun, I saw this The eight-item magic weapon suspended in mid-air, gradually changed into a huge gun, filled with terror.

The giant gun is straight and imposing, as if Changhong runs through the sun, carrying the mighty force and heading for Lingxian!

Ling Xian's expression was dignified, and the black and white pupils flowed out of Jiu Cai Shenhua, looking mysterious and powerful.

However, in the last move, he does not intend to use the power of the heavenly eye. Although the world is strong, it is stronger as his cultivation grows. If he wants to completely kill Fang Mingyuan, one of the strongest Fa-sects covers the sky with his hand. Is a good choice.

I saw the sky above him suddenly become dark, countless stars rose into the night sky, and shattered the starlight, a horrible hand covering the sky appeared, like the palm of the Xeon Tianzun, stretching 30,000 miles, Run through the world.

"this is!"

Fang Mingyuan was so shocked that he couldn't believe looking at the horrible big hand, his heart suddenly raised a bad hunch.

But it wasn't just him who was shocked. The monks in Qingcheng looked dull and had incredible faces.

"Is this hand covering the sky? One of the six strongest faculties?"

"I do! Isn't it possible to realize this aspect of the law only when it reaches the realm of power?"

"The legend is like this, but there are also legends. If a monk's talent is too strong, then it is indeed possible to realize in advance."

"The talent of Lingxian is too strong. He should still be in the refining period. Oh my god, I can't imagine how high his future success will be!"

"Let's die." Ling Xian gave a cold drink, the giant hand turned empty, terrifying, as if it could push the Thousand Realms horizontally, destroy Wanzhong Mountain, and take on the magnificent domineering, and welcome the hundred Zhangshen gun!

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and two powerful supernatural powers collided with each other. After a moment of stalemate, they covered the sky with one hand and went forward. They destroyed the deadly gun and smashed it into Fang Mingyuan's chest!

"puff!"

Fang Mingyuan spit out blood, and his body was like a kite with a broken thread, and fell uncontrollably.

However, Ling Xian knew the principle of cutting grass and rooting, so he flicked his wings and appeared above him with lightning, and then punched out!

With a bang, Fang Mingyuan's ribs were broken three times. In addition to his fear of death, there was still a trace of remorse.

"What you said to me just now, I will give it back to you intact." Ling Xian looked cold and punched again, breaking Fang Mingyuan's chest completely.

"Go to death, but don't worry, you will soon have your clan down to accompany you, Huang Quan Road, you will not feel lonely."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Mingyuan fell to the ground, and he was completely discouraged.

God is dead.

Killed by a mortal.

The whole Qingcheng suddenly fell into a dead silence, everyone's face with a complex expression, seemed to be shocked, seemed to be emotional.

Witnessing that Ling Xian killed a strong man in the foundation period, the strong shock shocked the hearts of the monks in the city, especially the younger generation, whether it is the master of the city known as the first talent of Qingcheng, or Qi Jialian The seven-layered geniuses were all shocked.

You know, Ling Xian is only fifteen years old this year, but the strength is already comparable to, or even better than, Zhuji. Such a brilliant achievement and such a sturdy record have eclipsed the geniuses of Qingcheng. As soon as he rode, he shone brilliantly.

Even the mysterious old man was shocked by Ling Xian's feat. He built the base by refining gas. Although this move is not unprecedented, it is definitely rare. Throughout the past and present, such a brilliant record Few people can do it!

"So arrogant, as long as you train carefully, you will surely be able to impress Kyushu in the future and be proud of the world!"