Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Are you here ..."

In the dim stone house, Ling Xian frowned and noticed four good breaths. One of them is at the beginning of Taoism, and the other three are at Taoism.

The source of these four breaths is undoubtedly the residence of Gu Chen.

"It seems that the scorching fire tribe is undoubted." Ling Xian smiled slightly, not only was not a little flustered, but was quite relaxed.

Because it was late at night at this time, and the raging fire tribe did not have a teacher to move the crowd, which means that the patriarch of the raging fire tribe did not want to know everyone who caused the incident.

In other words, Ling Xian faces only one enemy, that is, the fiery horde. And a large tribe, he really did not look at it.

"Come on, if you don't rush, Gu Chen will inevitably suffer from flesh."

With a slight smile, Ling Xian's figure faded, and when she reappeared, she appeared above the ancient residence.

Looking down, I saw four figures standing tall in the courtyard, three of them are old men who are about to die, but the momentum has reached the peak of choice.

The leading man is even more extraordinary. His black hair is scattered, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, giving a sense of oppression.

This oppression made it difficult for Gu Chen to stand, and her eyes also showed despair.

He already knew that the fiery fire tribe would send strong men to the door, but he never dreamed that the patriarch would bring the three elders in person!

You know, the patriarch of the fiery fire tribe is recognized as the strongest in the Cangyue Mountains, and it is even more powerful than Qingyun. Coupled with the three strong peaks, they have the ability to destroy a large tribe!

In this way, can Gu Chen not feel despair?

"Give Zhu Rong the real fire, I can spare you a life."

The leading man opened his mouth indifferently, like a witch **** sitting on nine days, looking down at all beings.

"Zhu Rong's true fire is left by the ancestors, and I will swear by Gu Chen!"

Guchen gritted his teeth and braced his body. But the gap between him and the man was too great, even if it was only imposing, it made him tremble and difficult to stand.

"Are you sworn?"

The man glanced at Gu Chen for a moment, his momentum suddenly increased, and he fell on Gu Chen like a mountain.

"puff!"

A spit of blood spewed, and Guchen's complexion became pale, and his despair grew stronger and stronger.

"I believe you are not afraid of death, but can you just watch the people die?" The man was extremely cold, without any emotion, or in his eyes, all the people in the ancient fire tribe were just ants.

"Damn!"

Gu Chen's fist clenched immediately, with resentment and weakness.

This made Ling Xian frown, and now no longer hesitated, and slowly spit out a cold word.

"Do you have that ability?"

The words fell, and he flashed in front of Gu Chen, and suddenly the man's momentum disappeared.

This frowned the man, and the three old men frowned.

Gu Chen was delighted, but when she saw Ling Xian coming alone, without carrying a monster, her joy turned into bitterness.

When he thought about it, the only thing he could count on was the monsters, but Lingxian didn't take it with him, naturally it made him feel bitter.

"With or without this ability, you will see it, and everyone in the Ancient Fire Tribe will also see it."

The man glanced at Ling Xian indifferently and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the beastmaster who has spread a lot recently."

"Yes." Ling Xian smiled slightly and healed Guchen with mana, then he motioned back.

"Be careful." Gu Chen took a deep look at Ling Xian, worried and bitter.

Obviously, he has no confidence in Lingxian.

"Advise you, immediately retreat, otherwise leave your life." The man was arrogant and indifferent, and did not take Lingxian to heart.

"Leave my life?"

Ling Xian laughed. He had heard too many threats since his debut, but for the first time he encountered someone who was lower than himself but dared to threaten himself.

"interesting."

Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and said, "I want to know, how many people in your fiery tribe know the true fire of Zhu Rong."

Hearing that the man was a little stunned, the three old men were also suspicious and could not understand why he asked this question.

"You still worry about yourself."

The man looked cold, never agitated, but as a dormant beast, there was a tendency to collapse.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not care.

He looked at the heroic man in front of him, his expression gradually turned cold: "Also, since you don't want to answer, then I will capture you and ask."

The words fell, he shot strongly, and when the thunder broke out, the wind was strong.

In the face of a monk who was only in the early days of Taoism, Ling Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he took the initiative to attack and wanted to capture a few people.

His shot instantly changed the face of the four.

Men in particular are shocked!

As a strong man in the meditation period, he is naturally clearer than others. In his perception, Lingxian looks like a fierce beast, with blood and blood falling, and his power is shocking!

Therefore, he was terrified, and he used his strongest method without saying a word.

"boom!"

Infinite flames emerged, condensing into a flame channel, crossing the man. The blazing high temperatures filled the sky, and even the void was melted.

"Good way."

Ling Xian praised him, but he didn't move at all, but he still blasted out, like a strong depression of 100,000 mountains!

Suddenly, the flames scattered, illuminating the night sky.

The man was also blown to the ground by his palm.

This scene shocked everyone.

No matter it was the three old men who chose the highest path or Gu Chen, their eyes were almost glaring.

You know, men are recognized as the strongest in the Cangyue Mountains, and in all hearts of the witches here, they are the highest beings. However, at the moment, he is defeated by Ling Xian with a slap. How incredible is this?

It's incredible!

"Ahem ..."

The man coughs up blood, in addition to disbelief in his eyes, he is horrified.

He really couldn't believe that he, the first strongman in the Cangyue Mountains, couldn't even stop Lingxian's move!

"too weak."

A bit of disappointment in Ling Xianxing's eyes was not intentional but really disappointed.

Originally, he hoped to be able to meet his rivals who were worthy of a battle and move his muscles. Unexpectedly, the patriarch of the fiery fire tribe is so weak, it is simply vulnerable.

As a result, Ling Xian was inevitably disappointed.

As everyone knows, the man is really not weak. He is the first strong man in the Cangyue Mountains. On this land, he is like a witch **** looking down at all beings!

The reason why he couldn't carry a single move was that Ling Xian was too strong.

Hearing his disappointment, the man was so angry that he almost did not spit out blood.

What is too weak?

I'll go to your uncle, obviously you are too strong, okay!

The lungs of the man were exploding, and at the same time, he felt unprecedented fear.

The facts are right in front of him, and he can't handle even one move, can't he be afraid of it?

The same was true of the three old men, as if they had fallen into the Wannian Ice Grotto, their bodies could not stop shaking.

"Presumably now, you can answer my question."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and walked towards the man. Every time he fell the next step, the man was afraid.