Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the center of the square, five beams of light are connected to each other, soaring into the sky.

The splendid light permeated, as bright as five little suns, shining in all directions.

Originally, the five pillars of light were dim and dull, but at this moment, it was as bright as the sun. What it means is no longer necessary.

Therefore, everyone at the scene froze, and then there was a sound of air-conditioning.

"Repaired, he actually repaired five teleportation arrays!"

"At most, half an hour has passed since he started repairing it, which is incredible."

"It's unbelievable that more than a dozen masters spent four hours without any clue, but he was repaired by him for half an hour?"

"It's too perverted. For half an hour, is this something a person can do?"

The crowd exclaimed, their faces filled with shock.

They have been here from the beginning and witnessed the whole process of those masters' painstaking efforts. Naturally, it is very clear how difficult it is to repair this array. However, Lingxian only spent half an hour. What a huge gap?

How incredible is it?

In the eyes of everyone, this is simply an act against the sky!

Those masters of formations were also shocked. As the formation masters, they studied four hours together, naturally it was very clear how difficult it was to repair the formation, let alone within half an hour.

However, Lingxian did it. How could they not be shocked?

And if anyone in the audience is most shocked, it is undoubtedly the old man in white who mocked Ling Xian before.

He looked dull, looking at the five pillars of heavenly light, in addition to shock in his eyes, still shocked.

"Half an hour, how is this possible, impossible, absolutely impossible."

The old man mumbled to himself. He studied four hours with a dozen other masters of matrix formation, but he could not find any clue.

However, Ling Xian took only half an hour to repair the five teleportation arrays. This proved to be a loud slap in addition to proving his grandmaster's accomplishments.

Therefore, while shocked, the old man also felt that he was slaped hard, and his face was burning with pain!

"Haha, look at those array masters, the expression on his face is too wonderful."

"Especially the man in white clothes, at that time he tried his best to ridicule, saying that this man could not do anything about it. As a result, he was beaten.

"Good fight, it's been a long time since I saw this old thing. What's wrong with me!"

"He asked for it, it deserves it!"

Everyone started talking. In addition to sneer in words, it was pleasure.

This made those mages face burning and felt like they were slapped again.

Especially the old man in white, his face turned red, and his anger was extremely extreme.

At that time, he tried his best to ridicule, saying that Ling Xian could not help but seek a face. However, at this moment, I really tell everyone that it is him who is looking for a face!

In this way, can the elderly not feel angry?

It turned out that the fact was in front of him, and he could not refute it. This feeling of humiliation made him almost crazy!

"Now, you know who asked for a face."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the man and said, "I reminded you, but you just don't believe it."

The words fell, and the crowd burst into laughter. Everyone laughed at the old man, making him more and more angry and wronged.

"To be honest, I really don't want to care about people like you, because in my eyes, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well."

Ling Xian said lightly, "But you're too aggressive. If you don't say a word, I won't do anything at this moment. But since you're too aggressive, don't blame me for hitting your face."

The voice dropped, he waved his sleeves, and a slap condensed into shape, slamming it on the old man's face.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, a clear slap print appeared on the right face of the old man, which made him suddenly choke.

The guest Qing of his domain owner Luo's family is quite extraordinary. Naturally he was stuck in place.

The crowd was also stunned at the scene, and it was not expected that Ling Xian not only gave this person a mental face, but also physically.

"Damn bastard, how dare you hit me!"

The old man returned to God, and his face was distorted and full of resentment.

"Why don't I dare?"

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and raising her hands was another slap, which directly snored the old man.

The same is true of everyone, and then the space is boiling. Lines of praise sounded one after another, endless.

This made the old man full of humiliation, his eyes fixed on Ling Xian, and said, "You have the ability to let go of me, and I will play against you!"

"Competitive battle?"

Ling Xian smiled, and everyone in the room laughed.

Especially the young girl laughed loudly, regardless of the image. She looked at the old man with amusement and said, "Thanks to what you said, should I say that you are arrogant or not?"

Speaking, she walked slowly towards the old man, and every next step was a mockery.

"You said he couldn't help himself, and asked for a face? Now you tell me, who asked for a face? Is it you or him?"

"You said he couldn't fix it, but he only used it for half an hour, and how long did you use it? No clue was found for four hours, and he was still studying with more than a dozen other masters."

"What does this prove? One, prove that he is too strong, and two, prove that you are too crap."

The girl's words were bland and soft, but every sentence penetrated the old man's heart like a knife.

Especially the last sentence made him mad, and his lungs exploded. He just didn't have the ability to refute.

Facts speak louder than words. Ling Xian, who used only half an hour, is indeed too strong. Even a master of the same level may not be able to do it. And this indirectly proves one thing, which is that he is too crap.

Therefore, he has nothing to say.

The girl's words also detonated the audience.

These people are already full of resentment against the old man, how can they not get down? At the moment, the sentence ‘You are too wasteful’ is ringing one after another, and it is endless.

This caused the old man's lungs to explode with anger, his eyes were blood red, and his head was full of words.

You are too crap!

The simple four-character word has lethal lethality, which makes him roar in the sky, but full of weakness.

He is not a waste, stronger than most people in this world, but in front of Ling Xian, he is no different from waste.

"what!"

The old man was almost mad, and humiliated to the extreme.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was too lazy to care about it, a ray of divine light popped out of his fingers, breaking the imprisonment of the elderly.

Later, he slowly walked towards the most central teleportation array, intending to use this to rush to the North Underworld.

At this moment, the old man roared and rushed to Lingxian like a tiger. The terrible power caused everyone to be surprised.

However, Lingxian never changed color.

He didn't turn his head back, but just waved his sleeves casually and blasted the old man out. Then a cold word came slowly from his mouth.

"I advise you not to make mistakes. If you dare to take another shot, next time, I will break your skull."