Painting of the Nine Immortals

On the top of the mountain, Ling Xian sat cross-legged, refining two drops of Tianzun ancient blood.

After the sudden emergence of the Battle of the Heavens, the ancient blood that had originally been in the lower reaches was even more incompetent at this moment. Therefore, he easily suppressed two drops of ancient blood and began to refine.

This process is not difficult, but it is quite long. It took him three months to integrate it into the original ancient blood.

Then, a majestic force emerged, impacting the barrier between the later period of fusion and the peak of fusion.

This made Ling Xian smile.

He had anticipated that when he swallowed the ancient blood, Xiuwei would take it to the next level, and now, it is undoubtedly confirmed his guess.

"The so-called blessings and evils are interdependent. It's time for their own misfortunes to pass. Now it's the turn of blessings." Ling Xian smiled slightly, then immersed herself in mind, controlled the majestic strength, and hit the barrier.

It stands to reason that his breakthrough is only one year away, and it is impossible to continue to make breakthroughs. After all, he is already in the sixth state, and every step he takes is very difficult.

But don't forget, this is the ancient blood of Tianzun!

Not to mention the other magical effects, just saying that the hidden power is comparable to two billion spirit stones. And this is just a drop.

Imagine that the aura contained in the four billion spirit stones is not enough for Lingxian to break through?

Of course, it is definitely not possible to swallow the spirit stone directly, even if it is 10 billion yuan. Because the level of aura contained in the spirit stone is too low, no more swallowing will help.

But replaced with Tianzun ancient blood, then there is no problem.

It is the blood of Pangu Tianzun. How could it be called a treasure without such magical effects?

Therefore, Ling Xian saw hope and saw a higher level.

But the result was as he expected.

At the beginning, Ling Xian estimated that after refining three drops of Tianzun ancient blood, he would definitely reach the pinnacle of meditation and approach the seventh state.

However, at this moment, due to a drop of Tianzun's ancient blood, after all, he lost a little strength and could not break through the barrier.

"Sure enough, as I expected."

He sighed softly, Ling Xian frowned, and star eyes were full of unwillingness.

If you miss this opportunity, you don't know how long you will wait for the next breakthrough. How can he be willing?

"Is there ... no other way?"

Ling Xian's brows froze tightly, and suddenly she thought of the yehuo red lotus in the storage bag.

Karma Red Lotus has the power equivalent to Nirvana. Although it is not as good as Nirvana, it can also achieve the effect of transformation. If you take it at this moment, you can undoubtedly strengthen him. Maybe you can break through to the peak of meditation.

At present, Lingxian took out the yehuo red lotus, wrapped it with the evil real fire, and swallowed it.

Suddenly, strange power breeds, while washing his body, he also strengthens him.

Suddenly, the strength of two drops of ancient blood of Tianzun skyrocketed, as if the Yangtze River was surging and surging.

This made the barrier at the top of Rong Dao vibrate endlessly, and even a crack appeared.

"Good, go on."

Lingxian raised his mouth, controlled the majestic strength, and hit the barrier fiercely.

Although he was also bleeding from the corner of his mouth and pale, he could stand up in a short time. As long as the barrier is broken within this time, he can move to a higher level.

Under his full impact, the barrier crack became bigger and bigger, and nearly two hours later, it almost collapsed.

"Last time, crush me!"

Ling Xian stopped drinking, agitated her strength, and hit the barrier fiercely. Suddenly, a strange power flowed out, nourishing his internal organs and strange bones.

The first to be enhanced is the spirit. The colorful Yuanying in his eyebrow shines brightly, his eyebrows become clearer, exactly like Lingxian.

Then enhanced is the mana, which is not only larger, but also more powerful, more than ten times stronger than before.

The last is the physical body. Compared with the spirit and mana, the physical body is rarely enhanced, just reaching the peak of choice.

In this regard, Lingxian is not surprised.

The physical body is undoubtedly the most difficult to cultivate in the three aspects of the Fa soul body. If it was placed in ancient times, it would be better to say something. Nowadays, it is difficult to put it on the physical path.

"It's another big state. It seems that we must find a way to strengthen our body."

Ling Xian smiled helplessly. After his resurrection, he managed to let the physical body take on the two souls. Unexpectedly, now, the distance is widened again.

However, he was not discouraged.

The road has to go step by step, as long as he doesn't give up, sooner or later, the physical body can go hand in hand with the Fa soul!

"Yes, it was a good trip."

Feeling more than ten times more powerful, Ling Xian's mouth raised with joy.

Although the process can be described as thrilling and life-threatening, the result is good, which is enough.

"Wuwei's predecessor said that I would meet opportunities in Wushen Realm, and it was true." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then fell into deep thought.

There is no doubt that chance means that he will become the king of Witch God domain name.

You know, the overall strength of Witch God Realm is extremely strong, even if you look at both worlds, it is second to none. If he can command the Witch God Realm, who else can stop him in this world?

However, Lingxian did not have the heart to fight for hegemony.

Regardless of whether it will be successful in the end, just talking about the process is destined to be **** and bloody. Moreover, what he pursues is that he is already invincible, and he does not like being trapped by power.

"A sham name, even if I became the king of Witch God Realm, there is no matching strength, still forget it." Ling Xian smiled slightly, not intending to deer Witch God Realm.

In this way, his day was eased, in addition to practicing daily, it is a totem to enlighten the soul and empty tribe.

It is worth mentioning that this tribe worships the space witch god, Dijiang.

This witch's accomplishment on the Avenue of Space can be described as the first person in all ages, and its strength is extremely powerful. Even if it is placed among the twelve witch gods, only the time witch **** can rival it.

And the soul empty tribe, is also one of the most central followers of the ancestral witch Pangu, even if it has passed endless years, it is still unchangeable.

Therefore, Lingxian can freely understand the totem, and her position in the soul empty tribe is extremely aloof. Even if the patriarch saw him, he would bow and salute.

This made him feel awkward, but he had no choice but to go with the patriarch over time.

People who do n’t know his true identity in the spirit horde are even more confused.

The chiefs of the company had to salute when they met Lingxian, how could they ignore them? But saluting to a stranger, they were unwilling.

So with the passage of time, some people couldn't help it, and decided to go to his trouble.

At this moment, the sun is high and it is noon.

Ling Xian walked out of the Totem Hall, and just happened to meet these people, or this group of people were waiting here early.

The first person is a wonderful young woman, tall and sophisticated, like a leopard, full of wildness.

And her momentum is quite good, actually reached the late stage of meditation.

The remaining few were men, each of whom was strong and stood there like an iron tower. His face was also provocative.

This makes Ling Xian frown slightly, knowing that the person who comes is not good, the person who is good does not come.