Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the stone room, Ling Xian bowed down towards the ice coffin, with apologies and determination.

No doubt, this is disrespectful, but he has no choice.

Only by controlling the physical body of the man's eighth realm can he fight against aliens and save the Xuanwu continent!

"Senior, I don't think you want to see the fall of Xuanwu continent."

Ling Xian sighed, and said, "So, I apologize for the offense."

After that, his eyebrows glowed, leaving the soul away.

For Lingxian today, it is easy to do such a thing, even if it is to leave the soul for several years, it is no problem. However, if you want to enter other people's bodies, especially the powerful flesh of the eighth realm, then it will be difficult.

On the one hand, this person is too strong, and on the other hand, each physical body has a natural repulsive force.

Take, for example, the soul who wants to seize the popularity, if it can enter this person, why should it seize the popular body?

"It's too difficult. With a little carelessness, I'll fall into ruins ..."

Looking at the still body, Ling Xian showed hesitation, but soon, she turned to resolute.

Manipulating this person's physical body is the only way at present, even if it is difficult, he will go all out!

At this moment, Ling Xian no longer hesitated and entered this dead body.

Suddenly, an indescribable force of repulsion poured out, like the yin wind in the legend, making him feel the pain of heartbreaking.

In this regard, Lingxian had long expected.

Although this man has been dead for tens of thousands of years and can be said to be slaughtered by others, it is not the only thing he can do.

The physical body is a person's exclusive object. Once invaded, natural repulsion will emerge. Even dead people are no exception.

Therefore, Ling Xian was not surprised, but felt that the pain was unbearable.

It's so painful, even with his tenacity, he can't help it.

However, he clenched his teeth and vowed to die!

"Maybe this is not the last hope, but it is the only vitality currently, and even if I die, I can't give up."

Ling Xian's eyes were firm, and she said, "Senior, you have offended."

The voice fell, Yuan Ying opened his eyes.

Suddenly, a majestic force exploded, and the repulsive force was suppressed instantly.

But the next moment, the repulsive force also became a little stronger, and not to drive away, but to imprison his soul!

If he succeeds, he will be sealed in this body, not only unable to urge, but also unable to leave!

As a result, Ling Xian changed color, and he knew it was the biggest crisis of his trip.

If the repulsive force is suppressed, then this physical body can be manipulated to confront the outer demons. But if you can't suppress it, you will lose your freedom, just like the dead.

"It's this step. Backing out is useless. You can only do your best!"

Ling Xian strengthened her conviction and Yuan Ying opened her eyes again.

Suddenly, there was no magic power against the repulsive force of terror.

For a time, it was evenly divided, and it was difficult to separate.

However, this is not the result Ling Ling wants.

The Xuanwu continent is in danger, and he cannot fight a protracted battle with repulsion. Besides, he cannot let Yuan Ying open his eyes at any time.

Therefore, Ling Xian's anger and Yuan Yuan opened her eyes for the third time!

This time, he broke out with a more powerful soul power, and finally scattered the repulsion.

After that, Ling Xian fell into ecstasy and excitement.

Because the intensity of this physical body is far beyond his imagination!

"It turned out to be the pinnacle of the eighth state. This kind of body is enough to sweep the entire continent!"

Ling Xianxing's eyes burst into bright light, which is the light of joy and the light of hope.

At first, he thought that this physical body was the beginning of the eighth state, and he could barely increase the odds. But now he thinks he can come back.

Although this is only physical power and no trace of mana, the attack intensity below the peak of the eighth realm cannot break his defense at all.

And the eleven extra-terrestrial demons are the most powerful in the late eighth stage, that is to say, having this physical Lingxian is enough to ignore all aliens!

"Sure enough, I didn't come wrong. This physical body really can save the Xuanwu continent!"

Ling Xian was ecstatic and moved to the battlefield.

However, he failed. Not to mention standing up, he couldn't do anything.

This body has been dead for tens of thousands of years. Although it has not decayed, after all, it has not been moved for tens of thousands of years. It is naturally difficult to let it move.

"Ignore this ..."

Ling Xian frowned, and made a rough estimate. It would take two hours to talk about this body in order to move freely.

"The situation is already in crisis, and I don't know if they can sustain two hours ..."

Ling Xian sighed softly, helplessly.

He has done his best, and the rest can only be seen by those who made it.

"Go all out and try to reach the battlefield sooner!"

Ling Xian's expression turned firm, and then she tried her best to direct the physical body.

At the beginning, he just did some simple movements, such as walking and squatting. Over time, he began to try complex movements, and when all of this was done, he practiced Pingranxing.

Although this physical body is extremely powerful enough to sweep the outer demons, there is no guarantee that no accident will occur.

And Lingxian couldn't afford to gamble, he had to make sure he was foolproof.

In this way, he naturally wants to practice leveling, and make this physical body as flexible and powerful as possible.

Otherwise, even if he is invincible, he can only be reduced to a target and played by a demon from outside.

Time goes by bit by bit.

Perhaps the life and death of the Xuanwu continent has inspired Lingxian's potential and made him half an hour earlier than expected.

"It can already move freely, even if it is used to settle the fists, there is no problem."

Lingxian raised his mouth with expectations and coldness.

Then he tore the void with his bare hands and rushed to the battlefield.

...

The sun rises high and sheds warm light, but it is difficult to dispel the coldness of Qingyun.

Or, despair.

Facing the extraterrestrial demons like a wolf and a tiger, the eighth state power of Xuanwu Continent is so fragile.

Except that the Tencent Fairy is still struggling to support, the others have lost.

The old man in Jinpao had only half of his body left. Jushan was smashed by his foundation and lost his cultivation.

The worst thing is that Zhong Lingyue and the witch are weak. Not only is the Excalibur proud of shattering broken, it is also dying.

In contrast, the extraterrestrial demon, although seriously injured, still has the power to fight.

In this way, can everyone not feel despair?

When the Tengxian Weixia defeated, the crowd became even more desperate.

"There is no hope. There is no hope at all."

"It doesn't matter if I die, but the mainland ..."

"Not willing, isn't it ... is Xuanwu mainland really going to fall?"

Everyone cried and screamed.

But no one can do anything about it.

The fall of the Xuanwu continent has become a foregone conclusion, and they cannot change it.

"It's over, Xuanwu Continent is ours."

The man in purple said, it was hard to be proud.

The others were also energetic, and their wins were in their hands.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded, making them look frozen.

"Occupy the basalt continent, have you ever asked me?"