Painting of the Nine Immortals

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

A faint word fell, Lingxian burst out with a thousand gods of light, like a Supreme Immortal coming, instantly crushing the old man's palm print.

Then he slowly stretched out a right hand, unavoidable and unstoppable!

boom!

The void exploded, and the old man sprayed blood violently. He was blasted away by this palm, and his bones were mostly broken.

However, the physical pain is far less than the spiritual shock. He looked dull, pointed his fingers at Ling Xian, and couldn't believe that he could burst into such a terrifying power.

You know, he is seriously injured and is dying. That injury can't be faked, and the weak breath can't fake it.

However, at this moment, he burst into such a powerful force, how can this make the old man stagnate?

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

"You are obviously seriously injured and dying. Even if I don't do it, you can't live long. Why is it so powerful?"

"Illusion, must be illusion!"

The old man screamed and stared at Ling Xian, with shock and unwillingness.

"I said, because you are not a wolf, but a pig, a stupid pig."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, standing in the starry sky. Although covered with blood and looking pale, at this moment, he is like the Supreme King and invincible!

Of course, this is only temporary.

Just at the moment, Ling Xian burned the ancient blood of Tianzun, forcibly elevating her state to the peak. Although it can only last for a short time, and the injury will be aggravated in the future, only by doing so can he kill the ingratitude.

"Damn, I don't believe it!"

The old man yelled, and with both hands pinching the prints, the sky-rune manifested, exuding a terrible breath.

This changed the color of the second falling snow, and Qiao's face was full of worries.

However, Lingxian was unpretentious and unmoving.

He pointed out that the light was shining, and he blasted out an empty channel directly.

The runes of the sky dissipated, and the old man's arms annihilated, and the blood was red in the air. This made his face twisted with pain and his body trembling.

Not only because it hurts too much, but also because of fear.

At this moment, he finally realized that Ling Xian was right. He was really just a pig. He had no strength and was stupid.

A thin camel is larger than a horse, and even if Ling Xian is weak, it is not something he can deceive!

The second falling snow was also shocking. I didn't expect Ling Xian to be weak like this, and have such a sturdy combat power.

Afterwards, she felt a moment of resentment and scorned: "A fool who can't control himself is really a pig. What kind of character is Master Ling, and how can you bully?"

It was said that the old man was extremely humiliated and extremely bitter.

The fact is in front of him, and even if he is humiliated and hard to accept, he can't refute it!

"Pay the price for what you have done." Ling Xian glanced at a few people slightly, not willing to say more.

As long as the old man turned his back on him, he felt a sense of disgust towards this person. Now this person is even more ungrateful and wants to take the opportunity to win treasure. Naturally, he has made him kill.

If he were kept, it would not be kindness but foolishness.

Therefore, Ling Xian pointed out and penetrated his eyebrows in the old man's horrified eyes.

A blood hole appeared, and the old man's eyes widened, full of remorse and unwillingness.

It's a pity that everything is too late. His soul has been broken by this finger, and there is no chance of reincarnation!

"Huh, it's over ..."

A long spit of stale air, Ling Xian stunned, and then sprayed blood madly, not even standing still.

His injury was really serious, especially after the ancient blood of Tianzun was burned, and the injury was aggravated and he was on the verge of death.

Right now, Ling Xian bombarded the old man and resolved the threat, naturally she couldn't hold on.

"Master Ling!"

The second Luo Xueqiao's face changed, and she clenched her arms to support Ling Xian, but couldn't care too much. A brain sent his healing elixir into his mouth.

"Cough, anyway."

Lingxian coughed up her blood and tried to pull out a smile, seemingly trying to prove that she was fine. As a result, he made himself bleed, and became a blood man in the blink of an eye.

This made the second falling snow tears almost shed, and said, "It's okay? Isn't it so stingy!"

"Cough, I can't die for the time being, but if you waste any more time, I might really die." Ling Xian laughed bitterly.

"Ah, I'll take you out now and let the Master heal you." The second Luo Xue had an anxious face, and carefully supported Ling Xian, for fear of accidentally crushing him.

No way, his body is broken at this moment, if he was not forcibly glued together by mana, he would not be able to maintain human shape.

"Futa will not open until the time is up. You can take me to a safe place. The rest is not yours."

Lingxian gasped heavily, and every time she gasped, she spit out blood.

"Okay, hold on, I'll take you away." The second fell snow, distressed for a while, carefully put Lingxian on his back, and then flew away.

Before leaving, Ling Xian took a trick and took the golden rune into her arms.

That independent space has been smashed by purple runes, and the black holes outside have disappeared. Naturally, he can easily get the golden runes.

After half an hour, the second falling snow found a relatively evasive place, and there was no sign of a charm around, naturally it would not be noticeable.

"Yes, this is it."

Ling Xian has stopped the blood in this meeting, but his complexion is still pale and his breath is still weak. If you don't heal your wounds anymore, then you are really close to death.

Therefore, he took a lot of healing elixir, and then immersed himself in the mind, and remedied the medicine.

These elixir were refined when he was okay, and the healing effect was considered good. Therefore, the moment he entered his body, it turned into a magnificent vitality, nourishing his internal organs and strange veins.

It's a pity that he was hurt too much. For these vitality, it is just a waste of money. Besides, vitality can't connect his bones.

Therefore, after the injury was stabilized, Ling Xian took out Qian Kun Ding and many magic drugs, and planned to open the furnace to refine the alchemy.

Broken bone rebirth Dan.

This Dan is a Sanpin Lingdan. Lingxian naturally cannot be refined. But now, he is already a master of Dan Dao, it is natural to refine Sanpin Lingdan.

Therefore, it took him only three days to make five broken bone rebirths.

This greatly shocked the second falling snow. I did not expect that Ling Xian was not only a master of Fu Dao, but also a master of mastery on Dan Tao.

After that, Ling Xian took down all the five broken bone rebirth Dans, and his magical power continued his bones gradually, and everything went in a good direction.

Five days later, his bones recovered as before. Although still weak, he could at least stand up.

As for weakness, he had no choice. After all, he burned the ancient blood of Tianzun and could only slowly recuperate by time.

After that, Ling Xian took out two gold and purple runes, staring in anticipation.