Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the center of the mountain, in front of Prisoners.

Everyone sighed, except for bitterness, they regretted it.

Especially the men and other people in Prison Fairy want to cry without tears.

We can't break the battle with brute force, and we can't find the master of the battle. At this moment, we are clearly separated from Ling Xian. In other words, they can only stay in battle until they die.

Of course, it may not be until the fall, maybe Ning Lian will find a grand master who can break the battle. But at least for a short time, don't think of it.

The thought of losing their liberty, and possibly even dying here, made them full of grief and remorse.

Knowing this, even if they got a rack around their necks, they would not dare to provoke Lingxian!

"What now? Wait or wait ... contact him again?" An old man hesitated.

"Wait."

The boy's eyes were deep and he said, "The shadow of Ning family should find him."

Hearing the words, everyone was surprised, and then rejoiced.

Outsiders don't understand the meaning of Shadow of Ning Family, but they can't understand it.

Each generation, the three true immortal families will cultivate two children, one in Ming, called the Holy Son, and one in the dark, called Shadow.

Both of them are the same evil spirit, the same strong, which is why the parents of the true immortal flourish.

Therefore, when they heard that the shadow of the Ning family was dispatched, everyone was refreshed and looked forward to it.

...

The moment the avatar disappeared, Lingxian condensed into the nine heavenly wings and flew towards the south.

The opportunity he had given was that Ning Lian and the two did not know how to cherish it. In that case, there was no need for him to stay in Central China.

Anyway, the goal has been achieved. At the moment, in the eyes of everyone, Ning Lian is a joke.

Therefore, Ling Xian left without any regrets.

However, just as he reached the border between Central and Southern Territories, a dark figure suddenly appeared, blocking his way.

The man was shrouded in dark mist and could not see his face, just like the king of the night. When he appeared, the whole world was dim.

Even the round of blazing sun is blocked by the night, no matter how hard it is to shine.

"Character child ..."

Ling Xian's expression was frozen, and she felt pressure suddenly.

This kind of pressure can only occur when facing the same strong people.

What is the same strong?

The same realm, the same foundation!

In other words, the black shadow is the peerless demon of the seven extreme realms in the late Ming Dynasty!

"Lingxian, you let me find it." Heiying said hoarsely.

"Anyone from Ning's family, or even a family member?"

Ling Xian's expression was dignified for a few minutes. This is the first time he has encountered the seven evil spirits that add up to the extreme realm. Moreover, he also notices from this man a force that he is so worried about.

"Ning, you can call me shadow."

The dark shadow spoke faintly, the endless darkness spread, covering the sky and covering the whole world.

"Not the Son?"

Ling Xian frowned, except that the Ning family had a demon who was not inferior to the Son.

"The Son is bright and the light is shining, and I am dark and dominate the night."

Heiying said faintly, "Well, come back to Ning's with me."

"It is a good thing to have invincible thoughts, but you belong to pride." Ling Xian glanced at Heiying slightly.

"Is the truth."

The shadow hangs in the air, like the King of the Dark Night, looking down at Ling Xian.

"You are not my opponent now."

"Maybe."

Thinking of the dormant terror in the shadow, Ling Xian nodded gently, and said, "But whether you capture me or kill me, you can't do it."

With that said, he stepped out one step, the mountains and rivers were eclipsed, and the world was trembling.

"Come to battle!"

"I will let you know what is the difference between Yunni."

The shadow raised his hand, there was no momentum and no light, but the feeling to Ling Xian was that the whole world was over.

Not to mention contending, even breathing is quite difficult.

This made him understand why he felt palpitated when facing the same strong man.

Because this person has transcended the extremes, although I do n’t know how many people this person has transcended, it is certain that there must be at least one!

"understand?"

Hei Ying said indifferently, saying: "Facing me who transcends the extremes is like facing a strong peak of Ming Dao who has the same foundation as you. You cannot win.

"It's a little bit of a hero."

Ling Xian sighed, but there was no depression, and some were just fighting spirit.

This person is a lot older than him. Give him time to transcend the extreme!

"This world is far bigger than you think, and evil is far stronger than you think."

The shadow is like a god, for nine days, overlooking Liuhe.

The power of transcending the extremes is raging, the terror is absolutely unmatched.

"You're right, I can't win you."

Ling Xian chuckled, and said, "However, you just can't kill me if you just surpass a polar state."

"Good eyesight, I see that I have only surpassed one extreme." Hei Ying was surprised.

"I didn't see it, but you said it."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "If you transcend two polar realms, you will say that you are equivalent to half steps and eight realms, not the peak of Ming Dao."

Hearing that, Hei Ying stunned for a moment, then whispered: "No matter how many polarities I have transcended, you are not your opponent."

"I have no intention of winning you."

Ling Xian chuckled and said, "As long as I leave, I will be the winner."

"Can you escape?"

The dark shadows flickered with cold electricity, as the thunder broke, tearing the sky and shaking the dust.

"I want to go, you can't stop it."

Ling Xian's smile gradually narrowed. Although he could not win this person, it was not difficult to leave, but he didn't want to leave for the time being.

After all, he encountered a peerless monster who transcended the extremes. He naturally had to try the transcendence of the extremes.

At present, Lingxian's fingers glowed, Emperor's fist came out, and the sky broke.

"You can't help it."

The shadows of the black eyes are cold, and they are turned down, like the whole world, pushed for nine days, invincible to all realms!

It is an indescribable power, absolute supreme, absolute xeon!

Even Lingxian was shaken by blood and setbacks.

This is the prestige of transcending the polar realm, which is equivalent to having a small realm higher under the same foundation, and it is naturally difficult for him to compete.

However, Lingxian is not only frustrated, but rather aggressive!

He believes that one day, sooner or later, he will be able to transcend the extremes and have this power to sweep everything!

"Lingxian, come back to Ning's house and convict me!"

The shadow drank, turning over the sky with one hand, sweeping everything, invincible.

"Don't say I'm not guilty, even if you have it, you can't judge it!"

Ling Xian went mad, all the forces such as the fighting battle of the immortal bones, Honghuang Tiangong, and Pingran Shenquan broke out.

boom!

Qiankun collapsed, Tianyu cracked, and the aftermath struck ten sides, allowing the void to shatter completely.

The next moment, Lingxian's mouth was bleeding, flying backwards.

However, he was laughing.

Because a drop of blood fell from the dark mist, it seemed so dazzling and so incredible.

This means that the shadows that transcend the extremes are also injured.

"I was hurt ..."

Dark Shadow was dazed, although it was just a drop of blood, but he was beyond the extreme, and was actually hurt by Ling Xian who was not beyond the extreme, it was simply incredible!