Painting of the Nine Immortals

Under the moonlight, in midair.

The two figures cascaded through the sky like a meteor, and the speed was astonishing.

Especially the previous figure, it was really galloping, it was almost incredible.

It is Lingxian.

He knew very well how difficult the situation was now, and the only way was to escape, otherwise death would be a luxury.

Therefore, he urged Jiutian Divine Wing to the extreme, not only the sour eyes, but also the feathers.

This shocked the old man behind him.

He originally thought that he could catch up with Ling Xian easily. After all, he was the power of the seventh realm, and it was not easy to capture a sixth realm monk?

However, from Lingxian's departure to the present, an entire hour has passed, and he still has not been able to catch up, how can she not feel shocked?

"No wonder it's so encouraging. Let's not talk about the combat power first. Just talking about speed is definitely not the same level as Tianjiao."

The old man shook, and at the same time, he became increasingly angry.

He is a magnificent seventh-level power, but he can't catch up with a monk who blends with the state. If this is passed on, what is his face?

"Damn ants, you can't escape!"

The old man was angry, and the momentum was shaking, and the space where he passed was turned into nothingness. It can be seen how terrible the seventh realm is.

However, no matter how strong he was, he could not attack Lingxian if he was not far enough.

"Wait until you catch up with me."

Ling Xian didn't return his head, rushing blindly, but instead of flying blindly, she ran to the second ancestral land in a circular route.

Although he is confident that the old man can't catch up with him, and he is not necessarily inferior to the seventh level in terms of endurance, but this is ultimately an expedient measure.

At present, the only way to get rid of the elderly is to enter the ancestral land. What's more, this opportunity was obtained through his hard work, and naturally cannot be wasted.

Therefore, Ling Xian pushed Jiutian Divine Wing to the extreme, trying to get rid of the old man and enter the second ancestral land.

The Jiutian Divine Wing is extremely high speed, especially after the fusion of thunder and fire, the speed is extremely fast. Even if he is a lower level than the elderly, he has to surpass this person in speed.

This made the old man jump like a thunderstorm, but he had no choice but to do his best to catch up.

Time passes in the chase.

By the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

Ling Xian is still far ahead, leaving the old man behind, but his complexion is a bit pale.

No way, in the past seven days, he has said less and also traveled tens of thousands of miles. If he had not been physically strong and deeply rooted, he would not have been able to hold on. But even so, he couldn't maintain his peak status anymore, and his speed gradually decreased.

This made the old man in the back angry and happy.

It's been seven days, and the distance between him and Ling Xian hasn't narrowed. Even if he burns the essence, he never gets closer.

You know, the old man is a powerful man in the seventh realm. In this era, he can be called the top existence. However, after seven days of chasing, it is impossible to catch up with a monk who is in harmony with the situation, and even the distance has not been reduced. How incredible is this?

How can we not make the elderly feel angry?

However, at this moment, he was also happy, because Lingxian not only slowed down, but his condition also dropped significantly.

This means that he has the potential to catch up.

"Haha, boy, I see how far you can run!"

The old man laughed loudly, and the hurricane shouted wildly, shaking Gao Tian and shocking the souls along the way.

All eyes gathered on him and Ling Xian, all showing a bit of shock.

"That's ... the seventh realm of power!"

"It's hard to imagine that the seventh realm can catch up with a monk who is in harmony with the situation, but he can't catch up?

"I must have been dazzled, but that is the seventh power of the Supreme!"

The souls opened their mouths along the way. In addition to disbelief in words, they were marvels at the power of the seventh realm.

However, these surprises made the old man's face burn like a fire, only to feel that his face was completely lost.

His cultivation is indeed commendable, because in this era, the seventh realm is the top, the highest!

However, he cannot catch up with Ling Xian, which means the more praise, the more humiliation!

"Haha, funny!"

Ling Xianlong laughed and said, "I haven't caught up with me for seven days. What more can you say to catch up with me?"

The words fell, and everyone was more and more shocked along the way, and all eyes gathered on him, all filled with incredible.

With the power of the sixth realm, it is amazing that the seventh realm can't catch up. If you add the number of seven days, it is even more shocking!

So everyone was shocked, and the old man was extremely humiliated.

He just felt the countless slaps being pumped, and his face was burning with pain.

"Damn, I want you to be dead!"

The old man yelled from the sky, and his hands were sealed between the seals.

I saw the bright sky suddenly fading, large clouds of clouds converged at high speed, the arc flickered, and the thunder swept away.

Suddenly, a breath of devastation swept across ten directions, as if it were a thunder **** who was trying to destroy the world.

This made Ling Xian's expression suddenly dignified, knowing not to be hit by this method, even if he rubbed a little bit, he would have to end up with a serious injury.

Therefore, he turned his fate to Jiutianyi, and also took out the thunder rune.

This talisman is not only as powerful as Sky Thunder, but also able to absorb Thunder. Therefore, he used this amulet to protect himself from the terror of Thunder's overflow.

"Kill me!"

The old man screamed, the thunder broke wildly, and the terror was absolutely terrifying.

However, due to the distance, he could not fall on Ling Xian as much as he could. Only a few thunder arcs came to him.

These thunderbolts, without exception, were absorbed by the thunder rune.

This method is indeed very strong, especially when it is performed by a seventh-level power, and it is enough for Ling Xian to slash to death, even if he uses the flower of the road.

After all, there was a big gap between him and the old man.

However, the power of the thunder that had fallen by his side had greatly diminished, and it was naturally absorbed by the thunder rune, which could not constitute a threat.

"Damn!"

The old man's lungs exploded, and he felt that he was slap again, and his face hurt even more. Especially in the eyes of the public, it made him feel shameless.

After all, it's all because the distance is not enough.

If the distance is enough, he can easily kill Ling Xian!

"Boy, die for me!"

The roar was shocking, the old man was extremely angry, burning the blood with madness, and the speed was suddenly a lot faster.

This made Ling Xian sigh gently, knowing that if she didn't work hard, she would never escape. Therefore, he also burned the essence and blood, and the Jiutian Divine Wing has become a light wing.

His whole body was also transformed into a streamer, almost incredible.

In this way, the distance between him and the old man has not been reduced, and it is still the same as before.

This made the old man crazy, and he had no choice but to pray that Lingxian was weak.

Time passes again.

Three days later, Lingxian was already weak and the mana in her body was already empty, and she was unable to perform another nine days.

But at this time, he also appeared in the second ancestral land.

Just go in and the crisis can be lifted.