Painting of the Nine Immortals

In Wuxing Starry Sky, the second falling snow show smiles. In addition to surprise in a pair of wonderful eyes, it is distressed.

The old man in black robes was greedy and heart-killing.

No way, Lingxian is holding a rune at the moment, and there is a golden rune behind him. Who can not afford to change this?

If he was in the heyday before the change, then the old man in black robes would not dare to move on. But at this moment, anyone can see that his condition is extremely bad, and he can even be said to be dying.

In this way, the old man in black robe naturally felt a sense of nostalgia.

This made Ling Xian's heart sink, and joy disappeared without a trace, replaced by bitterness and coldness.

He was hovering on the death line at the moment, and even struggling to move, in this case, he is naturally difficult to stop the elderly in black robes.

"Haha, God help me too!"

The old man in black robe laughed loudly, stared greedily at Ling Xian, and said, "Two runes, a seriously injured person, this is a gift from heaven!"

The voice fell, and the second Luo Xueqiao changed her face and realized something.

"really…"

Ling Xian sighed, her expression gradually turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "So, are you planning to hit me?"

"If you don't make a shot, how can you afford this rare opportunity?"

The old man in black robes was entertaining and said: "The magic rune is scarce, let alone two? You have been seriously injured and you have no resistance. How can I miss this rare opportunity?"

Hearing that Ling Xian was angry and killing.

He had saved the old man's life before, but now, this man intends to kill and win the treasure. How shameless is this?

How could he not make him angry?

The same goes for the second falling snow.

She blushed, trembling with anger, scolding, "Ingratitude! Master Ling has saved your life!"

Hearing that the old man in black robes became silent and seemed to be struggling. But soon, a faint expression appeared on his face: "What about saving my life? In front of the treasure, what is it to give up some?"

"As long as I kill both of you, who knows he saved my life, who knows my ingratitude?"

The old man not only showed his ugly face, but also released his cold intentions.

This made the second falling snow tremble with anger, I did not expect this person to be so shameless, so ugly!

Ling Xian did not expect it.

If he had known this person's character so badly, he would never have rescued him, but at the moment it was too late, he could only fight against time and heal his injuries.

Unfortunately, his injury was too severe, the bone meridians had already been fragmented. If he had not been outrageous, he would have died at this moment.

Therefore, relying on self-healing ability alone is undoubtedly a waste of money.

"Dirty and shameless bastard! Master Ling and I are really blind, and actually saved you such a white-eyed wolf!"

"I'm so mad, you shameless man, disgusting!"

The second drop of snow lungs exploded, and for the first time I saw such a despicable person.

"Dare to scold me? Little girl, you are looking for death!"

The old man looked gloomy, raised his hand and blasted out with a single palm, beating the second falling snow, coughing up blood, and going backwards.

She only chooses the cultivation of Taoism, but the old man is the strong one in the early days of Taoism. Naturally, it is difficult to compete.

"If you close your mouth obediently, I might let you live a little longer, otherwise, I will immediately send you to see the King!"

The old man smiled and showed his murderousness.

"If you dare to kill me, my grandfather will never let you go!" The second falling snow gritted his teeth and, unfortunately, could only move out of his own grandfather.

"The second mystery ..."

The old man's face changed, but the next moment, he recovered fearlessly: "Hey, as long as I kill both of you, who knows what I did?"

"Well, you should know who my grandpa is. His old man knows the past and the present, and he knows everything. Can you not know that you made it?" Second Luo Xue sneered.

"What if you know? Heaven and earth, where is he looking for me?"

The old man's face was awkward, and he said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll show you off the road now!"

As the words fell, he gave a powerful blow to the chest of the second falling snow.

This changed the girl's pretty face, and her eyes were a little desperate.

At the moment of death, a **** figure suddenly appeared in front of her, shaking out his right hand.

It is Lingxian.

When the old man was ungrateful and made it clear that he was going to kill him, the second falling snow did not escape, which naturally made him grateful.

Therefore, he could not sit back and watch, even if he had died, he had to protect this woman!

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the old man was as heavy as a mountain, standing still.

On the other hand, Lingxian is coughing up blood, and his breath is getting weaker.

No way, he was too hurt, and it was extremely difficult to block the blow for the second snowfall.

"Master Ling!" Di Luoxue was so distressed that tears were about to shed.

"Cough, anyway." Ling Xian waved her hands while coughing her blood, signalling that she didn't have to worry.

It's a pity that he looks so weak and embarrassed that he has no convincing power at all.

"Hahaha, anyway? I laughed at you!"

The old man laughed loudly and said, "Lingxian, aren't you strong? Why are you so weak now?"

Hearing that, Ling Xian was silent.

He didn't want to talk with such ungrateful generations, but instead madly urged Tianzun ancient blood and healed his wounds.

"Shut up for me! Master Ling is a lion, no matter how weak you are!"

The second snow fell so angry that his face was pale and his body was shaking.

"Hahaha, ridiculous, ridiculous."

The old man laughed abruptly and looked at Ling Xian, saying, "I admit that you are a lion, or even a lion king, but what about that? A lion on the verge of death is not an opponent of a wolf."

"Do you mean comparing yourself to a wolf?"

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the man and said, "Quite an image, you are a white-eyed wolf."

"It doesn't matter, whatever you say."

The proud and arrogant of the winner was on the old man's face, and said, "Anyway, you are doomed to escape, the winner, should you be generous?"

"Indeed, however, how can you be sure that you must be the winner?" Ling Xian said lightly, urging Tianzun ancient blood.

"Are you sure? Just look like you, I can kill with a finger!" The old man laughed wildly, pointed out, and instantly opened a blood hole in Ling Xian.

This made Ling Xian paler and paler, burning in anger and boiling.

"Haha, I'm angry, but unfortunately, you can't do anything."

The old man looked arrogant and said, "You are now vulnerable to me!"

"Really, you can come and try it." Ling Xian's expression cooled down, and some combat power was restored.

"Dare you dare to speak hard when you die? Or, I'll take you on my way!"

The old man in black sneer sneered, burst out with a single palm, and shattered the space with great strength.

The moment he blasted out, he showed the smile of the victor, as if he had already seen the picture of Ling Xian's corpse under his palm.

But at this moment, he heard a word, his pride suddenly froze.

"The dying lion is not really a wolf's opponent, but are you a wolf? No, you are just a pig."