Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Elder, I suspect he is spy!"

The cold voice resounded, pointing his finger at Lingxian.

Talking to a young man in blue, it was the one who was beaten by Ling Xian not long ago.

"spy?"

Everyone frowned, as did the old man.

Although any power has the eyeliner of other powers, it doesn't matter if you don't know it. If you know it, you can never let it go.

Therefore, the old man turned his eyes to the speaker and said, "Can you have evidence?"

"I'm sure there is no such person among the disciples."

The blue-eyed young man was determined, and said, "But he appeared in Dongtian, it must be a spy sent by other forces."

"Oh?"

The old man frowned and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "What do you want to explain?"

"No, I am indeed not the Nether Sect, but I am not a spy." Ling Xian looked calm and did not intend to hide.

A disciple of any influence is registered in the book, and if he checks it casually, he can learn that he is not a disciple of the Nether Sect.

Therefore, he can no longer hide it.

"What is not spy?" The blue-eyed youth was overjoyed, but Ling Xian admits it so pleasantly.

"It seems that the lessons I have given you are not enough."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, the cold mang surged.

If it weren't for this person's mouthful, he could leave Dongtian calmly, but now he would waste his tongue and maybe even do it.

In this way, Ling Xian is naturally unhappy.

The same is true of young girls and youths, who glared at him.

"you!"

Thinking of Ling Xian's horror, the blue youth shivered, but the elders beside him suddenly felt energetic.

He turned his gaze towards the old man, and charmingly said, "Elder, this man threatened me in front of you, obviously he didn't take you seriously."

After hearing the words, the old man frowned and looked at Ling Xian: "I know he is stimulating me, but he is right, you did not take me seriously."

"Whatever you think."

Ling Xian said faintly, "I only have one sentence, open the cave and let me leave."

"Do you still want to leave?"

Before the old man said anything, the young man in blue rushed to speak. He looked at Ling Xian with a joke, and said, "You have been exposed, but you still want to leave. It's crazy."

"I talk to the elders. Can you intervene?"

Ling Xian's expression was cold, and the intangible power came out, which shocked the person to cough and blood, and retreated several times.

This scared the young man, shrank behind the old man, and looked at Ling Xian resentfully.

"Sir, you are too arrogant."

The old man looked somber and said, "He's right. Since you have been exposed, don't even think about leaving."

"I said, I'm not a spy." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Do you think anyone will believe it?" Said the old man, sinking into the water, "I can think of giving you a life out of the forces behind you."

"I repeat, I am not a spy." Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"You are challenging my patience." The old man's eyes were chilling.

"You are also challenging my patience." Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly. If he didn't want to make things bigger, he would have shot.

"Funny, do you treat me as a fool?"

The old man looked gloomy and said, "The facts are right in front of you, and say, how did you get into Dongtian ?!"

"Where's the truth? Just because I'm not your nether ancestor, and appeared in Dongtian again, can it show that I'm a spy?" Ling Xian shook her head and smiled.

"Isn't this enough?"

The old man looked cold, and so did everyone.

Especially the blue-eyed youths did not hide their resentment and murderous intentions.

"Okay, whatever you think."

Ling Xian was too lazy to say, "Just one sentence, Dongtian, do you drive or not?"

"How to open, how not to open?" The old man was angry.

"You start Dongtian, and everyone will be fine. If you don't, I'll hit you." Ling Xianmu's cold electricity.

"Haha, joke!"

The old man laughed angrily and said, "It's just you who are worthy of me?"

"Yes, a fool who can't do anything about him. Elders don't talk nonsense with him, kill him directly."

The blue youth laughed, and so did the rest.

In their perception, the elders are invincible beings, naturally they feel that Lingxian is stupid.

Only girls and young people have a little confidence in Lingxian, but they are inevitably a little worried.

"You're saying it the other way around, rightly, you're not worthy of my hands."

Ling Xian said lightly, not arrogantly, just to explain a fact.

The old man is just a sixth-level monk. He really does not have the qualifications to fight with him.

"Arrogance!"

The old man was furious and said, "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

The voice fell, and he swept across the sky, suddenly dim, and daylightless.

In the endless yin, white bones corpses emerged, and for a while the ghosts cried and wobbled, and the color changed.

"It's vulnerable."

Ling Xian opened her mouth indifferently, only a wave of her sleeves brought the world back to Qingming. The old man also vomited blood and was blown away to ten feet away.

This scene shocked everyone present.

They never dreamed that the result would be the defeat of the old man, and he lost so quickly!

Before the battle begins, the old man is defeated, which is not enough to describe in an instant!

"Illusion, this must be an illusion!"

"It's deceiving, just with a wave of sleeves, the elders are defeated. How is this possible?"

"It must be the elder's intentions. If he takes it seriously, this man will definitely lose!"

There was much discussion and the results could not be accepted.

The old man couldn't accept it. At the moment, he shot again, stronger than the last time!

"It's the same number of attempts."

Ling Xian opened her mouth lightly, raised her hand to smash the sky, and blasted the old man again without suspense.

This stunned the crowd again, and then fell into a dead silence.

The same goes for the elderly.

Can you explain it with care, once? There is no excuse for this, the only explanation is that Ling Xian is stronger than him!

"You ... Are you the seventh strongest?" The old man stared at Ling Xian with a shock and a shock.

"Not too stupid." Ling Xian said lightly, indirectly admitting.

"What? The Seventh Realm ?!"

Everyone's eyes were about to stare out, and they were full of shock.

For them, the sixth realm is already the sky, and the seventh strongest is simply a legendary existence!

Therefore, everyone was chilling all over, thinking that they had turned in a token for Lingxian and disdained him, they were afraid they could not be themselves.

Especially the young man in blue was horrified and trembling.

"No wonder ..." The old man was bitter, and finally realized that Ling Xian's words were not arrogance, but facts.

He is indeed unworthy to fight Lingxian!

"Now, let me go."

Ling Xian glanced gently at the old man and said, "I advise you not to think about the messenger, even if the strong of the Nether Sect arrives, I have the ability to kill you before then."

It was said that the old man shuddered and dispelled the idea of ​​communication.

At the moment, he gritted his teeth fiercely: "If Zun Jia wants to leave, I should open Dongtian."

"Smart decision."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Leaving is affirmative, but before that, we must resolve some grudges."

As he said, he turned his attention to the young man in blue and made this person change his color.