Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Because of your life, this is the end."

The icy word fell, awakening the man in madness, shaking his body uncontrollably.

Afterwards, he stretched out without saying a word and ran away towards the distance.

He knew exactly what Lingxian was and knew what he was, so he knew very well that even if he was ten, he was not Lingxian's opponent.

Therefore, he chose to escape without the courage to confront.

"Poor man who has lost his fighting spirit. If you face off, even if you die, you won't be ashamed. Maybe you can save your life."

"But you chose to run away. This is the stupidest decision, and the most despising decision."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, as the emperor came, overlooking Liuhe Bahuang.

"Don't run, are you waiting for death?" The man gritted his teeth and didn't look back.

He knew the decision was shameful, but what was his face when compared to his life?

"Escaping will only make you die faster and without dignity."

Ling Xian looked at the man who disappeared into the line of sight, and said, "Do you think you can run Jiutianyi?"

The voice fell, and he whistled out like an arrow off the string, leaving a shadow in the air. In a few short breaths, he lay in front of the man.

Suddenly, the man was overwhelmed, scared and scared.

It ’s incredible. He was so far ahead, but was caught up. What a terrible speed?

It's fast!

"I said, in front of Jiutianyi, you have no right to escape." Ling Xianmu's eyes were cold, and raising his hand was an invincible punch.

boom!

The immortal **** shone in the world, this space was instantly broken, and the man spurted blood and flew out.

This made Zhong Lingxiu's eyes widened, and he did not expect that a man who was not alive until now could not even stop a move.

In fact, a man can't even take a punch. The reason why he is so embarrassed is because he lost his fighting spirit. In other words, he was filled with fear, fear of Ling Xian.

This fear prevented him from doing his best, and it was naturally difficult to resist.

"sad."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the person and said, "This is the result of your choice to escape."

Hearing that the man was silent, unwilling, bitter, and fearful.

As Ling Xian said, his choice to escape not only did not bring him vitality, but made him even worse.

"Is this over ..." The man smirked, hoping no hope.

Not to mention that he has lost his fighting spirit, even if the war is high, he cannot compete with Lingxian. It's like Haoyue and Firefly, which can't be compared.

"It's over, I can't keep you alive."

Thinking of the tragic death of Ziyu and others, Ling Xian's eyes became cold, and the killing intentions gushed like a tide, straight into Xiaohan.

"I know."

The man smirked and said, "But can you let me die?"

"You mean, why didn't I hit a hundred steps without death?" Ling Xian said lightly.

"Yes, I hope you can make me understand." The man was unwilling, he really couldn't figure it out, why would it be useless to Lingxian because he went to the disadvantaged steps.

Zhong Lingxiu was also very puzzled.

Right now, she raised her ears, waiting for Ling Xian to speak.

"Well, I'll let you die."

"To be honest, Hundred Steps is really scary. Even me, I can't help it."

"But there is another curse in me."

Ling Xian sighed softly, wondering whether she should hate Tianyuan's curse or be grateful.

Today, if it were not for the curse of Tianyuan, he would surely die. From this perspective, he should be grateful. But if there is no curse, then there is no such thing at all.

"You mean, another curse swallowed up a hundred steps? This is impossible. Curses can coexist, not to mention the strength of a hundred steps down. Which curse can devour it?"

The man vetoed it, but then he suddenly thought of something.

Suddenly, he showed horror and trembled: "Is it the legendary Tianyuan curse?"

"Congratulations, you guessed it." Ling Xian smiled bitterly, and felt a headache when he thought of the curse of Tianyuan.

"It really is!"

The man took a breath and finally understood what kind of monster the person standing in front of himself was.

Zhong Lingxiu also understood.

I did n’t say that I was alive from Tianyuan, and I was in the most terrible curse of the basaltic continent, but I was still alive and kicking.

"No wonder, no wonder 100 steps don't work for you."

The man laughed, Tianyuan cursed, but even the invincible **** emperor could not help it. It is no exaggeration to say that in front of it, Baibu is not even worth mentioning.

At this moment, he finally understood why Ling Xian laughed, because he was a big joke.

The use of curses in front of the overbearing Tianyuan curse is different from playing a sword in front of Guan Gong?

"The doubts have been solved, and you should go on the road." Ling Xian smiled and turned cold.

This made the man tremble, in addition to being unwilling, it was fear.

However, he had no choice but to close his eyes in despair eventually.

Faced with such an evil spirit of Lingxian, let alone resist, even running away is a luxury.

"Get on your way, and use your blood to comfort Zi Ling and others."

Ling Xianxing's eyes flickered, and the sword smashed through the sky. While piercing the eyebrow of this man, he also destroyed his soul.

boom!

The corpse fell to the ground, blood splattered, and the man was completely destroyed.

This made Zhong Lingxiu laugh, hate and shadow, and finally disappeared at this moment.

Lingxian's anger also dissipated, and it was urgent.

Because after a hundred steps down, Tianyuan curse became a little stronger. This means that his life will be greatly reduced, and he will not be able to sustain it for twenty years.

"For the sake of today, I can only break through as soon as possible, or even if I swallow the treasure of longevity, it will not last for a few years."

Ling Xian sighed softly, all the treasures of Yanshou had resistance. Even if they swallowed more, they couldn't make a breakthrough.

After all, he is already a sixth-level monk, and if he breaks through, Shou Yuan will skyrocket for 500 years!

Afterwards, Ling Xian turned her eyes to Zhong Lingxiu, flashing a bit of anticipation.

Breakthrough is only the method of treating the symptoms, and the method of curing the roots is still a magic prescription. Although this is also slim, it is undoubtedly his only hope so far.

Therefore, he looks forward to seeing the core of the Moonlight Mercenary Regiment through Zhong Lingxiu.

"Let's see what baby this man got, after all, he just searched for a relic." Ling Xian's mouth raised, and the expectations in Xing's eyes grew stronger.

After that, he made a move and the blue-white storage bag left the man's waist and fell to his hand.

"Nice storage bag."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the power of the spirits infinitely close to the seventh realm rushed out, instantly smashing the imprint on the storage bag.

Then his smile grew stronger.

Because the storage bags are all treasures and quite extraordinary.

Even with Lingxian's vision, I feel pretty good.

Right now, he looked at them one by one, looking for a world-changing treasure.