Painting of the Nine Immortals

This is an endless range of mountains, stretching 30,000 miles from east to west, which can be described as vast and endless.

In the mountains, patches of dense forest are looming, leafy and vigorous.

There is no doubt that this is a good place to hide, and looking for someone here is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, Ling Xian disappeared into the sea like a mud cow.

"Damn! He can't be found!"

"The mountain in trouble, I really want to level this place."

"Don't panic, he is a fifth-level monk, can he escape my investigation?"

Everyone spoke, and immediately turned on the Wuhun, set off a storm of souls, and swept the whole mountain in an instant.

They are all powerful men in the sixth realm. Anyone's martial spirit is enough to explore the entire mountain range. Now that so many people are shooting together, the power is even more outrageous. It's no exaggeration to say that even with this overwhelming search, even a fly can clearly perceive it.

Therefore, everyone is full of confidence that they can certainly find Lingxian.

A moment later, however, they found nothing.

Half an hour has passed, and Ling Xian's figure has not been found. Even a little breath cannot be detected.

"Abominable! Who the **** is this guy? He could escape our search!"

"It must have used some powerful technique of convergence, otherwise it would never be possible."

"I waited for a shot together, and even the wind's direction could be clearly sensed. I didn't expect that he could not feel his breath."

Everyone opened their mouths, their lungs exploded.

"Well, there's nothing we can do but search slowly."

An old man sighed, no matter what others thought, turned and entered the forest.

This made everyone look at each other, and after a moment, they gritted their teeth fiercely and also entered the forest.

No way, they can't detect Lingxian's breath at all, besides relying on manpower to find, what else can they do?

Yes, that is giving up.

But this is simply impossible. The temptation of the inheritance of the Emperor is too great, and no one can refuse it.

Therefore, the crowds set out in order to find Lingxian in person. However, this is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

This mountain is too big, stretching 30,000 miles, even if they are all sixth-level powerhouses, it is impossible to start a carpet-like search. There will always be some corners that they cannot detect.

Therefore, half a year later, let alone find Ling Xian, even his shadow was not found.

This made everyone more and more impatient. If no one was guarding the mid-air and the ends of the mountains, I am afraid they all have to wonder if Lingxian has left.

...

Ling Xian did not leave.

At this moment, he crossed his knees on the bottom of the lake, devouring heaven and earth aura, and adjusted his wounds.

Obviously, he didn't mean to leave at all.

On the one hand, someone was guarded at the end of the mid-air and the mountains, and he could not leave. On the other hand, he did not want to leave.

Don't forget, his true cultivation is the pinnacle of meditation. As long as he recovers, these sixth-level monks are no different from ants in his eyes.

And he was in a very suitable place for hiding at the moment. Those people would never find him in a short time.

Therefore, Ling Xian moved to restore the peak, and then went out to kill the Quartet.

"It's been half a year, Xiuwei finally recovered to the middle of Rongdao ..."

Ling Xian slowly opened her eyes, revealing a smile of joy.

Ever since he came to the Xuanwu continent, he has been in weakness. Now that he has a little strength, he is naturally delighted.

However, he did not leave, but closed his eyes again, and continued to heal with the help of magic.

With his ability to fight beyond the ranks, in the middle of meditation, it is enough to let him retreat from the whole body. However, his plan was to kill the Quartet with great relief.

In this way, the middle of Rongdao was a little undersight, so he planned to wait for his peak and then go out to settle accounts. Anyway, it has been half a year. Those people have never found it here. He naturally has the energy to continue to heal.

"When I return to the top, you will wait for the fall ..."

Muttering, Ling Xian was immersed in heart and healed his injuries.

For a moment, he calmed down here, but the outside world was jumping.

Whenever there are mountains, there are always monsters, and this place is no exception.

Because Ling Xian could not be found, those sixth-level powerhouses fell into a manic state. In this state, they would inevitably want to find someone to breathe.

In this way, the monsters living in this place are bad.

The monks in the sixth realm vented their anger on the monster's head. For a time, the whole mountain was completely out of order, and the angry beast roar was heard from time to time.

In the beginning, the monsters were naturally defeated. After all, these people were too powerful, and they were enough to overturn the entire mountain. However, as time passed, the monsters were united together, and a seventh demon king appeared.

At this moment, those monks in the sixth realm were unlucky, and were beaten up and fleeing, embarrassed.

"Damn boy, don't let me find you, otherwise, you will be crushed!"

"The corpse fragmentation is not enough to calm the hatred in my heart. I want him to survive, not death!"

"Yes, detaining his soul makes him immortal!"

The anger was so extreme that it was attributed to Ling Xian.

But he forgot that Lingxian didn't let them provoke the monsters here, and they were beaten so embarrassed that they could only blame themselves.

In addition to anger, everyone will inevitably feel a bit bitter.

Six months, let alone find Lingxian, not even a little clue. Whoever changed this will feel frustrated.

"I don't believe it, he can disappear out of thin air? He must be hiding somewhere!"

"Everyone knows he must be hiding in the mountains, but this mountain is too big, let alone dozens of us, even thousands, don't want to find it.

"Find it again, even if this place is toppled, I will find this person!"

The crowd was unwilling, and once again embarked on the search.

This time, they were more careful, and it was not too much to describe it with three feet of digging.

After another half a year like this, I still couldn't find Lingxian.

Just can't find it!

No matter how many people searched, Ling Xian could not be seen, without any clue.

At this moment, they became more angry, and finally made a decision.

Level the mountains!

Only in this way can Ling Xian appear.

"The method is good, but don't forget, there is a great demon king in the seventh realm here. Once it angers it, I will wait for danger."

"You can't control that much. For the time being, only by razing the mountains to the ground can you force him to show up."

"Yes, although the demon king has a seventh-level cultivation, he is about to die. As long as we can drive the kid out, we will immediately take it away, and the demon king will never catch us.

"Okay, that's it!"

Everyone made a decision, and then each showed their abilities, and played a shocking Dafa.

Suddenly, the mountains disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment, they were razed to the ground!

The lake where Lingxian is located was also evaporated.

Suddenly, he showed up and was exposed to everyone.