Painting of the Nine Immortals

Blood was falling, and minced meat was flying.

With the current strength of the two, they are not Ling Ling's combination, and he was instantly shattered into slag.

This means that today's events finally come to an end, and maybe there will be another wave in the future, but at least, it will calm down for now.

Therefore, Ling Xian took a long sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

The same is true of the old animal skins and others. After that, there was a burst of applause in this space.

"The son of the ancestral witch is mighty!"

"It is indeed the son of the ancestral witch, and it is unpredictable and terrifying."

"Yeah, it was able to make the totem fall to the level, the son of the ancestor and the witch, it was indeed very much within reach."

Everyone spoke, and in addition to admiration, they were ashamed.

Just because they did nothing at all today, it was Ling Ling who scared the coalition forces by himself. Naturally, they were ashamed.

But more, it was shocked.

You know, that's twelve top tribes and fifty seventh realms. However, how incredible is Lingxian to scare him away without any effort?

It's simply against the sky!

"it's finally over…"

Lingxian spit out a stale gas slowly and completely relaxed. Although he seemed to effortlessly scare the coalition forces, in fact, he was under great pressure.

After all, that anti-sky ability can only be used once, and after use, there is no possibility of repair.

In other words, once the coalition forces do not believe it, he can only sit back and wait. Fortunately, his acting skills are very good, coupled with the facts before him, he successfully deceived everyone.

"After today, it will be calm for a while."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, thanking the elders of Wangtu tribe silently. If this person had not given him the orb, he would most likely fall here today.

At the same time, he also thought about promising the elder.

"It's time to honor the promise."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, after going to the end of things, went there and fulfilled her promise.

"Unexpectedly, the son still has such a skill against the sky." The old animal skin came forward, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Not me, it's a secret."

Ling Xian shook her head with a bitter smile and whispered, "You can only use it once."

It was said that the old animal skin was hesitated for a moment, with some surprises.

It's not accidental that he can only use it once. He knows how bad this ability is. If it can be used infinitely, it would be even more outrageous than a man to have children.

He was surprised that he could only use it once. Ling Xian could be so calm and calm.

Apart from that, it's worth admiring his calmness alone.

"Great, even if you change me, you can't be so calm." The old animal skin sighed.

"you flatter me."

Ling Xian smiled and waved her hands, turned her eyes to everyone, and then bowed deeply: "Thank you for your help."

The words fell, and everyone changed colors, hurriedly returning courtesy.

"No way, I'm waiting for you."

"Yes, I'll wait for the assistant son. That's a matter of course. Please don't thank him."

"Yes, how can I wait for Ho Tak to be able to afford my son's worship?"

The faces of the people changed, and they were a bit flustered and moved. Not only because Ling Xian bowed deeply, but also because he gave up to save Gu Chen and others.

This incident is enough to prove that he is a man of great affection, and it is absolutely right to follow him.

Therefore, the convictions of the people are becoming more and more firm. If it was only because of the ancestors' witch law, then at this moment, they really recognize Ling Xian.

"You are too polite."

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, and said, "I know that you are loyal to your ancestors and witches, and to your faith, but I have no intention of being king, and you don't have to respect me so much."

Hearing the words, everyone sighed and sighed.

"Well, the son really did not have the heart of chasing the demon witch **** realm."

"Yeah, otherwise, there is that kind of anti-sky ability in hand, isn't it time to take control of Witch God Realm?"

"Also, after this battle, no one would dare to provoke the son again, which is no different from Cheng Wang."

Everyone regretted it.

In this regard, Ling Xian turned a blind eye, and he turned his eyes to Qing Wuhui's soul, full of coldness.

Suddenly, Qing Wu shuddered a tremor. Although his face was small, he was clearly afraid.

"Now you're scared? Unfortunately, it's late."

Ling Xian sneered, and the real fire was burning, wrapping Yuanyuan villain. Suddenly, a heartbreaking scream sounded, showing how painful Qing Wuhui was.

As time passed, the screams became weaker and weaker. In the end, Qing Wuhui was dying, and the strength of the screams was gone.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was too lazy to torture him any more, raising his hand and turning him into a fly ash.

At this moment, Qing Wuhui died completely, and the anger in Ling Xian's heart also dissipated.

Then he turned his attention to the old animal skin and said, "The Thunder King Tribe will be given to the seniors."

"My son rest assured, just leave this little thing to me." The old animal skin smiled slightly, and there was a look of anticipation in the old eyes.

The Qinglei Tribe is one of the most powerful top forces in Witch God Realm. Needless to say, wealth is not even comparable to the spirit tribe.

At this moment, everyone in Qinglei Tribe has fallen to a big state, which means that there is no resistance at all. Such a great opportunity, naturally, the elderly must seize it.

"The wealth we got was given to a quarter of the ancient fire tribe, even if I made up for them. The rest was given to the seven tribes present." Ling Xian smiled.

"Yes, son." The animal skin old man looked at him, Zheng Jianjian head.

Seeing this, Ling Xian floated in front of Gu Chen, with a little apology and said, "Sorry, I'm the one who has affected you."

"Where did the predecessors say? If it weren't for you, my ancient fire tribe might have ceased to exist." Gu Chen waved her hand, not to blame Lingxian, but her eyes were somewhat bleak.

After all, the residence of the ancient fire tribe has been reduced to ruins.

"Relax, I will help you rebuild your home."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "And from now on, the soul empty tribe is your umbrella."

As he said, he turned his attention to the old animal skin and said, "Are you all right?"

"Haha, naturally, it's okay. Not only my soul empty tribe, but their tribe, they will also cover the ancient fire tribe." The old animal skin smiled brightly.

This made Gu Chen's eyes light up, knowing that the ancient fire tribe was blessed by misfortune.

The station can't be rebuilt, but the chance of holding the thighs of seven top tribes may not be once in this life.

And all of this must be appreciated Lingxian.

At the moment, everyone in the ancient fire tribe bowed down to him, as if worshipping a legendary witch god.

"No need to be polite. I'll go back to rest first. The rest will be arranged by Senior Soul."

Ling Xian waved her hand, then stretched out and flew southeast.

Seeing this, all the people present were without exception saluting him, his eyes full of respect. Even old monsters such as the old animal skin and the mother-in-law of the golden snake are no exception.

Obviously, he truly recognized Lingxian and recognized him as the king of Witch God Realm.