Painting of the Nine Immortals

Witnessing the existence of Gu Hongshan with his own eyes, the lone sword was flawed and completely gone.

At this moment, he is like a sword of immortality in the world.

Unfortunately, his opponents are not weak, and there are five of them.

In this case, even if he is extremely powerful and has the same level of invincibility, it is difficult to overpower the five and can only remain unbeaten.

This makes Ling Xian bitter.

Without the barrier of Gu Hongshan, Gu Jian is undoubtedly his last hope, but in this situation, this person cannot be expected at all.

It is true that Gu Jian is very powerful and loyal to faith, but his strength is limited after all, and he cannot help him out of the siege.

"On your own, but ..."

Ling Xian sighed secretly, glanced over the dense figure, and her expression became bitter.

He is at the end of the crossbow at this moment, and it can even be said that he has reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

"I'm hopeless, isn't this life?" Ling Xian smiled bitterly.

The reason why he has today's achievements, in addition to Jiuxiantu and his own efforts, is more because of the ancient blood of Tianzun.

Without it, he would not be able to awaken the eyes of the Xeon Heaven, and he would not be able to awaken the two immortal bones.

Although it can't be said that Lingxian's achievements today are based solely on the ancient blood of Tianzun, at least most of the credit must go to this kind of blood against the sky.

However, at the moment, he has caused the killing because of the ancient blood of Tianzun.

"Success is ancient blood, defeat is ancient blood, is this life?"

Ling Xian shook her head with a bitter smile, heart, could not help but give birth to a bit of despair. Especially after noticing the bad eyes of everyone, a heart sank into the bottom of the valley.

Not to mention that he is running out of water at the moment, even if he is at the peak, he cannot kill the siege. After all, Gu Hongshan is gone, and anyone can hit him!

"No hope."

Ling Xian sighed for a long time, then stood up and straightened her spine like a javelin.

Hope was indeed gone, but he did not allow himself to despair, even if he was going to die, he had to stand up straight!

This move also moved everyone.

"What a man with a strong bone."

"I'm proud and rather than bend, it's really admirable."

"What about pride? Life is almost gone."

Someone regretted it, some taunted, and somebody showed their murderous power.

"It's ironic. I didn't expect that in the end, I would be killed by the ancient blood of Tianzun."

Panning the reactions of everyone, Ling Xian sighed softly, and then the eyes turned cold.

His life was not so easy to take, even if he was going to die, he had to pull a few people on his back!

However, to his surprise, no one dared to shoot at him.

Although there were many people who showed their intentions to kill, even though Ling Xian was **** and weak at the moment, as long as he thought of his sturdy combat power, he would not dare to take action.

No way, Ling Xian's record is there. Whether it suppressed Qingtian or silently took over the lives of more than 30 people, it proves his horror!

Therefore, even if Gu Hongshan no longer exists, everyone is afraid to take action.

"Haha, worthy of being the son of the ancestor and witch, it should have this kind of power!" Gu Jian laughed loudly, and more and more recognized Lingxian.

And several seventh-level powers are crazy.

They never dreamed that Ling Xian was weak and looked like this, and everyone was afraid to do it!

This has not only lost those people's own faces, but also their faces!

"A bunch of waste!"

The old man in black robes was furious, as were the remaining powers.

In order to slay Lingxian, they did not hesitate to burn the essence and bear the crime of destroying the ancestral relics. However, the people did not dare to do anything. How could they not be angry?

But ask yourself, if you change yourselves, you will not dare to do it.

Although Ling Xian was covered in blood at the moment, his breath was weak, but Gu Gu was still there, and no one could guarantee that he could no longer pop up the song of death.

"Hateful!"

The old man in black robes was angry and rushed to the crown. There was only one way to think about it, and that was by himself.

Therefore, he once again burned the essence and vowed to clear the obstacle of the lone sword.

This left Gu Jian in a bitter battle, and he could only support it under the storm-like offensive, but in the current situation, it is only a matter of time before he loses.

"Unexpectedly, before I was dying, I could still have such power."

Looking at the indecisive crowd, Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. There was loneliness and some pride.

He was already weak and powerless at this moment, but even so, it still made everyone dare not to shoot. What kind of power is this?

What kind of scenery is it?

If you change anyone, you will be proud!

"It's worth it, just let me have another fight before I die."

Ling Xian's expression turned cold, and then she took a big step forward, holding her head forward.

His pace was gentle and slow, there was no slight momentum, and he even walked very hard. But every step he took, the people stepped back unconsciously, but imagine how much everyone feared him.

No way, Lingxian's record is there, even if it is already half dead, Yu Wei is still there!

"Fear of being like this ..."

Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry. He was very clear about his state at this moment. As long as there were two or three monks at the top of the Tao, he would certainly die.

However, he never expected that no one would dare to attack himself.

"hateful!"

The old man in black robes was mad, and together with the other four, he showed the strongest method and cracked the sky.

This greatly changed the face of the lone sword, and also used the strongest sword, trying to persist for a moment.

It is a pity that he is only a man after all.

Facing the five supernatural powers, although his strongest sword is extremely sharp, he only persisted for a moment and then disappeared into the world.

After that, the lone sword was blasted out of Baizhangkai and fell to the ground again and again to cough up blood. Obviously, he has no more power to fight.

"Is it over ..."

Ling Xian sighed softly, looking at the lonely sword with unwilling face, and said, "Although the result is not satisfactory, I still want to thank you."

"Thank you, I have failed to protect you after all." Gu Jian smiled bitterly, his eyes dim.

"You've done your best." Ling Xian smiled lightly, without any fear, but just free and easy.

This made the old man in a black robe smile, and said, "Since the two of you are so reluctant, I will send you on the road together."

With that, he sneered and walked towards Ling Xian, full of pride.

The same goes for everyone present.

The situation is clear, Lingxian cannot survive, so everyone is celebrating, in addition to being proud.

This made Gu Jianxin desperate, but never regretted it.

For faith, even if it is sacrificed, it is worth it!

Ling Xian will inevitably be a bit desperate, but more, it is calm.

Therefore, he stood with his hands in his hands, showing peace and ease.

Such a calm and light attitude made everyone silent.

Not everyone can calmly welcome death. Just rush to this point and he deserves admiration.

"What's so good? You are the loser after all!"

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "I'll take you on my way."

As the words fell, he made a strong attempt to smash Ling Xian into dregs.

But at this moment, a violent drink suddenly came from a distance, shaking Jiu Zhongtian.

"Dare to touch the sons of the ancestors, you're looking for death!"