Painting of the Nine Immortals

At the exit, Ling Xian turned her eyes to the young man in blue, making the person's complexion change, and she couldn't stop shaking.

He couldn't help but fear, not even the elders were the enemy of Lingxian. How could he resist?

Originally, he thought that with the elders standing by his back, he would certainly be ashamed and revenge Lingxian. But at this moment, he finally realized that he was a big joke!

Everyone thought he was a joke.

The monk in the fourth realm actually wanted to avenge the strongest in the seventh realm. This is simply stupid at home!

At the same time, everyone felt stupid.

Is there anything even more stupid to look down upon a seventh-level powerhouse?

"Since the lesson I gave you last time is not enough, I will teach it again." Ling Xian glanced at the young man in blue.

He is not a narrow-minded generation, but the young man in blue has to put him to death. How can he bear it?

"You ... what do you want to do ?!" The blue youth looked back in panic, subconsciously.

"I won't kill you, but people like you have your own cultivation and don't know how many people will be hurt." Ling Xian said indifferently.

"You ... want to abandon my cultivation?" The blue-eyed youth realized what, and the fear in his eyes grew stronger.

"Guess right, but no award." Ling Xian's expression was dull.

"No, you can't do this."

The young man in blue was full of horror and said to the old man, "The elders save me, I am the disciple of the Nether Sect, you must save me!

"How to save?" The old man was bitter. He couldn't stop Lingxian's tricks. How could he save this person?

"Elder ..."

The young man in blue stopped, and his heart sank completely into the bottom of the valley.

"No one can save you today."

Ling Xian spoke faintly, and then pointed out, the terror was not in the young Dantian, and instantly destroyed the person's cultivation.

"what!"

With a terrifying scream, the youth was pale and his clothes were wet with sweat.

His practice passed quickly, and between a few breaths he disappeared completely.

This made this man grit his teeth and stare at Ling Xian, full of resentment.

After that, he turned bitter, and his eyes were completely dim.

From a certain perspective, cultivation is more important than fate. Without cultivation, everything is gone. What's the use of stealing a living?

Therefore, the blue-eyed youth lost his soul, as if he had lost his soul, and became a walking dead.

In this regard, the crowd sighed without mercy.

This person's behavior deserves this end, and if they change them, they will not be softened, and they will even kill him directly.

"ended."

Ling Xian glanced gently at the young man, and turned his eyes to the old man, and said, "Let's open the sky."

"Yes, respectful driving." The old man smiled bitterly, dare not disobey.

He didn't think of sending a message to the Zongmen strongman, but he knew that with Ling Xian, his divine thoughts could not be transmitted at all. Even if he could, he would have to die before the Zongmen strongman arrived.

Therefore, he quickly formed a seal of law and opened the cave sky.

"Smart decision."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and walked towards the exit. But after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, saying, "Yes, you have a **** disaster."

After hearing that, the old man froze, and then couldn't help laughing or crying.

The same is true of everyone. At this time, Ling Xian was still joking.

Only the girl frowned, and felt that Ling Xian wouldn't talk nonsense.

"I'm not kidding. You really have the bloodlight disaster, or the whole Nether Sect."

Ling Xian converged to smile. The reason why he said that the old man had a **** disaster, one was that what he saw, but because of the dry corpse in the tomb of Jiyin Reincarnation.

Although he has sealed it, at most, he can be trapped for about a year.

Therefore, the disaster of blood and light is really not his nonsense.

"Don't drive me for fun." The old man smiled bitterly, clarifying his disbelief.

"Believe it or not, but you'd better pass it on to the Nether Master."

Ling Xian was too lazy to say anything, waved her hand towards the girl and youth, and stepped over the exit.

The next moment, the endless green hills appeared in front of him, but there was no sense of beauty, and some were just cold.

Obviously, this is still the site of the Nether Sect.

Ling Xian had already anticipated this, so he didn't panic. Randomly holding a patrol disciple asking the next way, Shi Shiran flew towards the mountain gate.

After a moment, he completely left the Nether Sect.

"Hopefully, the Nether Sect can be a little more alert, but it is obviously inappropriate to look at the attitude of that person."

Ling Xian sighed softly. What he could do was just a reminder. For the other things, he could do nothing.

"Let's go. Next, it's a new journey."

Looking at the sky, a glimmer of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, then disappeared in place.

...

Kistler Square is the largest Kistler trading place in Dongyu and one of the most prosperous places in Dongyu.

This place is known as hosting the world's strange stones. Some people get rich overnight, and some people lose their homes.

In short, this is a magical place. As for **** or heaven, it depends on the individual.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, and the endless rays of light are falling. It shines on the extremely wide Kistler Square, and also on Ling Xian.

As soon as he struck white snow, his eyes were bright like stars, Shi Shiran walked into Kistler Square.

The most important reason he came to Big Dipper was because of Kistler. Therefore, when he left the Nether Sect, he inquired about the large strange stone trading place.

And everyone's answer is Kistler.

"It is indeed the largest strange stone trading place in Dongyu. It is truly extraordinary."

Looking at the crowds, the lively and extraordinary Kistler Square, Ling Xianmulu was amazed and looked forward to.

For him who inherited the heritage of ghost hunters, Kistler means treasure, how can he not expect it?

At the moment, Lingxian started to walk along the street, looking for the strange stones with treasures.

However, he walked for two full hours, and did not see any strange stones worth his shot.

Although there are several treasures, in his eyes, they are not treasure at all, and it is not worth his shot.

"Sure enough, it's not easy to pick up leaks in this place where talented people get together."

Ling Xian sighed, he had seen the stalls on both sides of the street before, and the probability of having good things was low.

Even if it did, it was discovered by the Supreme People, unless it was a big luck, otherwise, it is difficult to see.

"It seems that I can only enter those shops." Ling Xian turned her eyes to the shops on both sides.

Kistler Square can be divided into two areas, one is a street stall, the probability of having good things is relatively low, and the other is a store.

Anyone who can open a shop in Kistler Square has a strong presence, so the probability of good things is high.

Of course, the price must also be higher enough to discourage ordinary people.

"Let's go, once in a while, why can't you come back empty-handed."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and entered the first store on the left.

As soon as he entered, he saw a young man arguing with the old man who looked like a manager.

The young man held an extremely gorgeous strange stone, gorgeous enough not to look like a stone, but like a jewel.