Painting of the Nine Immortals

The sun is shining like blood, and the red glow is shining on the earth.

Ling Xian looked somber, looking at the crowd that was about to move, a heart sinking into the bottom of the valley. Especially when I think about my state at the moment, I feel bitter.

Although he suppressed Qingtian, he was also severely injured, and his combat power could only be 50% at most. In this case, if there is another demon in the five extreme realms, he can definitely be killed.

Even if there were no top evildoers, dozens of monks in the late Rongdao went together, and he could not compete.

"It's troublesome now. I never thought that Tianzun's ancient blood would become my lifeblood." Ling Xian was bitter, but he never despaired.

Since his debut, he has faced countless powerful enemies, and the crisis of life and death is even more numerous than ever. He has never given up once.

This time, too!

Even if there is no hope, Ling Xian cannot be crushed!

Moreover, at the moment when the mountains and rivers have not yet run out, at least, the rules of Guhong Mountain still exist.

As long as the rules do not die, Lingxian has hope!

Right now, he was madly absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, guarding the crowd while healing.

And just then, a different voice appeared.

"Are you going to betray the Lord Zuwu?"

The lone sword shouted loudly, the sword in his eyes emerged, his edge was peerless, and his murderous power was revealed.

This horrified everyone and retreated toward the rear. Even with the seventh-level power of his rank, he was a little bit frightened and didn't dare to look into his eyes.

There is no way, the Jian Mang in his eyes is too strong. It really looks like a fairy sword, but it can kill the gods and tear the sky.

"I haven't betrayed Lord Zuwu, I just don't recognize him as the son of Zuwu!"

"Yes, if you let a human race become the king of my witch **** realm, wouldn't this be the best thing to do?"

"That is, I will never agree!"

The heroes spoke, a few were silent, and most were against.

In particular, the powers of the seventh realm made it clear that Lingxian must be killed.

One is that the temptation of the ancient blood of Tianzun is too great, and the other is that one does not want to have a person on his head. Although the top powers can choose not to listen, Lingxian is a well-known king because of the ancestral and witch law.

To put it bluntly, it is that he is standing on the righteous side. If he does not obey him, he is betraying the ancestral witch Pangu!

You know, the entire Wu clan was created by Pangu. It is too big to abandon his charge. Even the top tribes cannot afford it!

Therefore, the most suitable method is to kill Ling Xian. As long as he is dead, there will be no son of the ancestor and witch.

"Either admit it or deny it. No one can change the fact that he is the son of the ancestor!"

"The ancestor of the ancestral witch left the decree, and the son of the ancestor and witch is the king of the witch **** realm. If you want to kill him, you will resist the decree and abandon the ancestor!"

"Can you afford it ?!"

The lone sword drank swiftly, and swords of air emerged, and the void shattered in a moment, and even the earth cracked a gap.

This changed the look of the heroes and took a few steps back again.

Although Lone Sword is a casual repair, his strength is the mighty name of Witch God Realm. Besides, there is a top tribe standing behind him. Otherwise, he cannot have a place to enter the ancestral land.

However, the ordinary strong feared him, but several seventh-level powers were not afraid.

"Don't talk about the betrayal of the Ancestral Witch, we can't afford this charge, and you are not qualified to buckle our hat!"

"You said that he was? I don't think he was the son of the ancestor when I looked at it."

"Yes, a human, also worthy to be called the King of My Witch God Realm?

Several seventh realms could drink coldly, and the monstrous power was ready to go. Obviously, they had made up their minds.

However, there were two people who were silent, apparently in a struggle.

"That being said, you are so determined that you will betray the Lord Zuwu."

The lone sword looked cold, and the swords flew around, sharp and extremely sharp.

"I said, you don't qualify me for a hat!"

An old man sneered, and turned his eyes to the people behind him, saying, "The monk in the later stage of meditation, go in and kill this person!"

The voice fell, except for a small number of people who did not move, most of the monks in the later period of Taoism showed their stature, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm.

This made Ling Xian look dignified, but did not feel panic.

What if there is one enemy?

He is not afraid!

"boom!"

Honghuang Tiangong runs frantically, old golden characters emerge one after another, and the sounds of the road are suddenly drunk, and the road marks are all over the sky!

Ling Xian's momentum has also strengthened a few points, although it can not reach the peak state when the war with Qingtian, but at least, can make him resist one or two.

As for how long it can resist, it is unknown.

"Who dares to move ?!"

The lone sword shouted loudly, the infinite sword screamed out, and instantly penetrated the eyebrows of more than ten monks in the later period of meditation.

This move made Ling Xian's heart warm slightly, but he did not expect that this person still had faith.

But in the current situation, no matter how strong the lone sword is, he cannot escape him.

"Lone sword, you look for death!"

Several seventh-level powers were furious. At the moment, five powerful shots were taken to kill the lone sword.

Suddenly, there was a big explosion in this space. Not only was the void broken, but even the sky was cracking.

No way, this is the five major seventh-strength powers join forces to strike, and its power is naturally unimaginable.

However, the lone sword blocked it.

Although his face was not good, but by his own strength, he blocked the attack of the five strong!

"It is indeed a lone sword in the realm of witch gods, and it really deserves its reputation, but unfortunately, its mind is too stupid."

An old man in a black robe said indifferently, saying, "I advise you not to get involved in this matter, let alone you, even the forces behind you can't protect this person!"

"I protect the decree of Lord Zuwu, the belief in my heart!"

The lone sword eye blew cold electricity, and said, "No more nonsense, a group of people who have abandoned their faith are not qualified to speak to me!"

"good very good."

The old man looked somber and said, "Since you don't know what to do, I'll send you on the road!"

The words fell, and he swept across the sky like a hundred thousand mountains and fell to the extreme.

However, it was split by a lone sword!

It was an unspeakable sword light, like a sword fairy, who could kill God against the sky and open up the world!

After that, the lone sword fought against the five seventh-strength powerhouses, and they were inextricably bound and fierce.

This made Ling Xian sigh, and did not expect that this person's strength turned out to be so scary. However, he was running out of time at the moment.

Only because thirty or forty late monks of the Taoism had crossed the barrier and came to him.

"It's desperate."

Ling Xian sighed softly, and then her expression firmed.

Although Gu Jian is strong and has the heart to protect him, he can't count on the current situation.

The only thing he can rely on is himself.

Therefore, Lingxian went violently.

With a domineering cold drink, the magical powers such as Wushuang Emperor's Boxing, Qitian Seven Changes, and Avenue Flower are all here!

"Want to kill me without paying a price ?!"