Painting of the Nine Immortals

After the sun set over the west, the afterglow scattered, adding a touch of blood to the ground's blood.

Ling Xian stood with her hands in her hands, her black hair was dancing in white, her posture moved through the ages, and her power shook for nine days.

This makes this place dead.

Everyone was silent and had nothing to say.

The facts are right in front of them, and they are all letting their lives go, but they can't even shake Ling Xian's clothes. What qualifications are arrogant?

In front of Ling Xian, they can only surrender!

"Since I don't dare to presumptuously, then this account should be liquidated."

Ling Xian was indifferent, never suspended in mid-air, but like an emperor sitting on nine days, looking down at all beings.

This made everyone chill and couldn't stop shaking.

They wanted to make a shot, but repeated failures have proved that Ling Xian cannot be shaken. At least, they couldn't shake it.

Everyone wanted to escape too, but fear had led them to fill their legs and lost their courage to escape.

Therefore, apart from being bitter at the moment, they are regretful.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Ling Xian knew very well how he fell into the hands of everyone, so he didn't want to be soft.

Right now, he released the immortal light in his right hand and hit the ground fiercely.

boom!

The earth cracked, rocks and clouds shattered, and a mighty force swept the crowd.

Suddenly, the heroes disintegrated and blood splattered.

No way, the power of this punch is too powerful. Even the strongest in the sixth level, they must be seriously injured, let alone their middle and late monks.

It is no exaggeration to say that under this punch, they have no ability to resist at all, and they are smashed into **** instantly.

The blood drifted and the flesh flew, so that the seventh demon king who had just arrived suddenly stopped.

This scene is really shocking. With just one punch, it killed more than 20 sixth-level powerhouses. How powerful is this?

What a horror?

Even if the demon king had a seventh-level monk, he was scared to death, let alone the monsters behind it. One by one, his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes to Ling Xian were full of horror.

"Seventh?"

Realizing the strength of the demon king, Ling Xian raised a brow and turned her eyes.

His eyes were neither cold nor majestic, but they made the demon king shiver.

Those little monsters are even more so.

"The demon king is here, I don't know why?" Ling Xian looked calm and fearless.

Don't say that this is just a demon king that Shou Yuan will run out of, even in the heyday, he can retreat.

"Find those people."

The demon king calmed down his fear and felt a little embarrassed.

It is obviously the strongest in the seventh realm, but it has a little fear of Ling Xian in the sixth realm, which is naturally a very shameful thing.

"That being so, the demon king can leave."

Ling Xian said indifferently, saying: "Everyone is dead and dead, not to mention that these people no longer have corpses."

"Thank you son, if you change me, you may not be able to kill all these people." The demon king nodded at Ling Xian as a token of thanks.

This sentence is not polite, it is about to die at this moment, naturally it is incapable of killing everyone.

"You're welcome. I have a grudge against them."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "Speaking seriously, I blame me for this. If I didn't hide here, they wouldn't destroy this place."

Upon hearing that, the demon king smiled bitterly.

This matter has something to do with Ling Xian, but how dare it blame it? Isn't that bothering yourself?

"So let me do my part to rebuild your home for you."

Ling Xian groaned for a moment, the sleeves waved, the sky pattern appeared, releasing mysterious power.

The next moment, an incredible scene happened.

I saw countless high mountains flying from a distance and landed on the ground. Then, rivers emerged and flowed between the mountains and rivers.

In the end, dense forests flew in and were full of vitality.

At the blink of an eye, the mountains had reappeared. Although not as endless as before, it was enough to thrive here.

This left the Daemon King sluggish.

Those little monsters are even more shocking.

This scene is really incredible, it is simply the legendary move of mountains to reclaim the sea!

"Good way, even me, I can't do it ..." The demon king spit out a spit of breath slowly, and the pupil was still in shock.

Ask yourself, even in its heyday, don't even think about moving mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

"It's been a prize. I used a little special means."

Ling Xian smiled and waved, under normal circumstances, he could not do such a thing. But who made him the Grand Master of the Front?

Based on his practice and the peculiar array method, he can naturally move mountains and rivers thousands of miles away.

"Her Excellency is truly a dragon among men."

"In the final analysis, you can't blame your son, but you are willing to work hard to rebuild my home for me. I can't help but report this kindness."

"But I don't have anything in my body. Only one monster can give it to my son. Please don't dislike it."

The big demon king smiled freely.

This caused Lingxian to frown, but he did not expect that the demon king was going to give him the demon dan, not that the demon dan was bad, but it was too good.

You know, Yao Dan is the lifeblood of the monster. Although you ca n’t die without Yao Dan, you will lose your cultivation.

Therefore, he waved his hand and said, "How does this work, Yao Dan is the source of your strength. Without it, you are no different from the beast."

"I'm running out of Shou Yuan, and I can stick to it for half a year at most."

The demon king smiled arrogantly, and said, "So, what strength do I need? I simply gave Yaodan to my son, and returned this kindness."

"This…"

Ling Xian hesitated, I didn't know what to say.

The demon king is right. In his dying state, it is useless to keep the elixir.

"Put it down, don't let me leave with regret," the demon king advised.

"Well, I'm welcome."

Ling Xian smiled a little, but Yaodan is the essence of the monster's life. If you add a little while refining the alchemy, it will definitely improve the quality.

Of course, the specific situation depends on the quality of Yaodan, but anyway, Yaodan is a good thing. The Yaodan in the seventh realm is a rare treasure.

Therefore, Ling Xian was quite happy, and she did not expect that the good cause that she would do for herself would reap such rich fruits.

"Please wait a minute, I'll take out Yaodan."

The demon king smiled indifferently, and then transformed from human form into beast form.

I saw this was a white leopard, but the four-hoof hair was red, burning like a flame.

"Flame Panther?"

There was a hint of surprise in Ling Xianxing's eyes. Although the Flame Flame Leopard does not belong to the top ten royal families, it is also a rare species and very rare.

And its monster dandelion is undoubtedly very precious, especially for alchemists, it is extremely precious.

Because of this quality, just adding a little bit is enough to increase the magic potion by 10%!

"Ning!"

With a loud scream, the Flame Leopard runs mana and forces Yaodan out of the body.

I saw that it was a fist-sized snow-white sphere, and the moment it appeared, it released a dazzling light, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

This made Ling Xian smile, and felt deeply that the trip was worthwhile. She was also glad that she had rebuilt her home for the demon king.