Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the setting sun, a pale red afterglow was sprinkled, adding a bit of desolation to this **** battlefield.

Mourning everywhere, stumps and limbs, just like Shura hell, make people shudder like ice falling.

Ling Xian took a gentle step, and every step fell like a drum in the hearts of everyone. Make them pale, and pale.

At this moment, if you don't understand it, then you are really a fool.

Obviously, they not only drank water in bamboo baskets, but made wedding dresses for others. But who else can we blame?

Ling Xian did not force them, but just let out the wind. It was their desire to smoke their hearts and they were dazzled by the feathered butterflies!

Therefore, they can't blame anyone, they can only blame themselves for losing their sanity.

"Well, it's a shame, a scuffle is actually cheap for others."

"Bamboo baskets are empty. I waited here to fight for your life, but this person was watching a movie on the side and thought I was pathetic."

"Not only pathetic but also ridiculous, ridiculous."

Everyone began to speak, except for bitterness in their words.

However, they have no ability to eliminate their unwillingness. Although most people are not at risk of their lives, they have suffered serious injuries and have struggled to stand up.

In this way, can they not feel bitter and unwilling? But more, it was shocking!

How incredible is it to play with everyone without any effort? How can we not shock them?

Listening to the words of everyone, Ling Xian's mouth raised, a touch of smile appeared.

That was the smile of the winner.

If you win, you will laugh to the end without any effort and become a real winner!

Who changed, can it be unhappy?

"You can actually turn from passive to active, and pit everyone present, you are really good."

The man in the black robe spoke, although his words were praises, they were full of anger and killing.

Originally, he was the most promising to get a feathered butterfly, but the situation turned upside down in a blink of an eye. How could he not be angry?

In the face of the original creators, how can they be unwilling to kill?

"It's not that I'm terrible. It's your desire to smoke your heart and be stunned."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the person and said, "Now, the feather butterfly is mine."

"That may not be so."

The man in black sneered with a sneer, and said, "From the current situation, you have indeed won. Looking at the audience, no one can fight against you."

Hearing the words, Ling Xian's mouth raised, revealing a smile of winning.

From the beginning, he knew that he couldn't compete with the man in the black robe, and had to borrow. Therefore, the news that he wants to steal the world and send out the feathered butterfly will make the water more muddy.

Now he succeeds.

Everyone on the scene lost their fighting ability, let alone a move, and even struggled to get up. In other words, no one can stop his pace.

When he saw a smile on his face, the man in the black robe smiled strangely and said, "Boy, do you really think you have won?"

"Isn't it?" Ling Xian smiled, calmly.

"Hahaha, stupid!"

The man in the black robe laughed loudly, proudly, "You can trick them with these idiots, and I won't be fooled."

With that said, he actually stood up slowly, although his face was a little pale, but he was full of momentum, like a deep sea!

This scene shocked the audience!

Everyone looked at the man, but he didn't expect him to stand up, and it didn't seem to be hurt!

You know, all of them were lying down, but he was only slightly injured. How could everyone not be shocked?

"I didn't expect it? I had expected that you would sit in the mountains and watch tigers fight, so I deliberately pretended to have no fighting ability and lead you to appear."

The man smiled and looked at Ling Xian proudly, trying to find a shocked expression on his face.

Unfortunately, it disappointed him.

Ling Xian is still so light and light, without the slightest movement.

He's not a fool, even if everyone coughs up blood, he won't care. Therefore, long before he appeared, he probed with a spirit.

In other words, was he surprised that he had discovered that men were pretending to be posing?

"Just as you discovered my intention, I also found that you were not seriously injured."

Ling Xian glanced at the man lightly, and said, "So, nothing unexpected."

The words fell, the man's expression froze, his pride disappeared into nothing, and it was replaced by gloom and murderous intention.

Originally, he thought Ling Xian would panic when he stood up. But he was still so calm, which made the man feel like he could not be beaten.

"Damn ants!"

The man looked gloomy and said, "Even if you know? Today, you will die!"

"You have only 70% to 80% of your combat power, but you are not qualified to say this to me." Ling Xian smiled, confident and calm.

This made the man even more angry, and said, "Even a cricket ant, even if it has only 70% to 80% combat power, it will be enough to kill you."

"Is it?"

Ling Xian's mouth flickered, and chills flashed in the star eyes, saying: "As long as you regarded me as a cargo, I became disgusted with your heart. Later, you treated me as a slave, which even made me kill. Now it just comes together. "

"Haha, I'm laughing. I want to kill you. It's as simple as crushing an ant!"

The man in the black robe laughed loudly, and the monstrous **** was ready to go, like a dormant archaic beast, magnificent and terrifying.

In this regard, Lingxian was not afraid.

Since he dared to step out, he had done everything possible!

"Damn ants, die for me!"

With a loud yell, the man in the black robe squeezed Baoyin, and when he shot it, he was shocked and shocked the audience!

Everyone was discolored, only to feel that this person was fierce and not hard to shake!

However, Lingxian was still so calm and unmoved.

He stood still and stood still, like a mountain like a mountain.

This made the man in black robes more angry, but soon the anger became proud. He firmly believes that this blow can absolutely kill Ling Xian!

Therefore, he was so proud of his face that he seemed to have seen the picture of Ling Xian's brain falling with his palm.

According to common sense, Lingxian really can't stop this palm. After all, this man is the strongest person who chooses the highest path, and he only has the cultivation in the middle of the path.

But is he a man of common sense?

Obviously, no.

Since his debut, he has been breaking common sense and setting a record. It cannot be measured by common sense at all!

Therefore, when the palm of the man was only three inches from Lingxian's head, the man became dead in the air.

Just because a large array of sword qi rises, locks the man firmly and cannot move.

At the same time, Feather Butterfly also shot.

Its wings trembled, and the air burst into the sky, forming several arrays, and wrapped the man tightly. Attacked, defensive, imprisoned and so on.

But without exception, it is quite good!

As a result, the man froze in midair, and the pride in his face froze.

"Without any skill, how can I stand up?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, her hands contracted, and she released immortal light.