Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the dense forest, the power of the source floats, is invisible and colorless, and the rhyme spreads.

Ling Xian waved her hand to seal the dense forest to avoid being disturbed.

Then, he was immersed in the mind, and began to refine the power of the origin of life and death.

The power of the source is an extremely terrible existence, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Especially the power of the origin of the stars, even if it is only one ten thousandth, can not be refined by the monks in the seventh realm, even the strongest in the eighth realm is difficult to absorb.

This thing is too rude, if you are not careful, you will lose your body and soul.

Had it not been for Lingxian to have the physical body of the seventh peak, she would not dare to try.

When he absorbed the power of the source into his body, his complexion became pale, such as snow clothes and red blood.

The power of the source was too powerful, and his internal organs were destroyed in an instant, and the strange veins and eight veins caused him to spit blood all over him.

"Are you okay?" Hu Sheng was startled.

"It's okay, it's OK." Ling Xianqiang laughed, thanking his physical body for reaching the peak of the seventh realm, and fortunately for reaching the extreme.

If you change someone, you have to die instantly.

"Can you hold on? If not, give it up first."

Hu Sheng advised: "No matter what, life is the most important."

"I don't want to give up everything."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, showing a bright smile: "Not to mention, I insist."

"Well, since you're done, I won't say much." Hu Sheng sighed softly.

"When I can't hold it, I will stop."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, then converged to smile, mobilizing her blood.

boom!

Like the great waves of the Yangtze River, the horses are galloping, Ling Xian's body is rumbling, and an infinite amount of magic light erupts.

It was indescribably dazzling, like the eternal sun in the sky, bright and immortal.

Ling Xian's blood was so high that he swallowed the mountains and rivers, while healing the wounds, refining the power of the origin.

Unfortunately, neither the speed of refining nor the speed of healing is far less than the speed of destruction by the original force.

It is no exaggeration to say that every time he dies, his injury will increase by one point, and Hu Sheng's eyelids jumped.

Ask yourself, if you change him, even if it will not be killed instantly, it will not last for ten minutes.

However, Ling Xian persisted for more than 30 breaths, which naturally made him shake.

"Cough, it's a terrible source of power." Lingxian coughed up blood, and her internal organs spit out.

Not only that, but his breath was so weak that he could die at any time.

"Otherwise, stop first," Hu Sheng advised.

"I can still insist." Ling Xianqiang laughed and didn't want to give up.

He managed to get the power of the star of life and death.

At the moment, he runs Tianzun true blood, and at the same time he heals the body, he also refines the body of the hospital.

As soon as the blood of Pangu came out, the healing speed was obviously faster, and the refining speed was also faster. At least, he could barely insist.

In this way, Ling Xian did not want to give up.

He runs Pangu real blood with all his strength, refining the power of the madness.

As time passed, his injuries became more and more severe, and in the end, he became a blood man.

The twinkling eyes, like stars, were dim and unsteady.

Apparently, he was on the verge of death.

No way, the power of the source is too terrible. This is Lingxian. If you change someone else, you will explode and die.

"So strong flesh, so strong will!"

Hu Sheng was amazed, but also showed some admiration.

Asking himself, he can neither survive until now, nor does he have such a tenacious willpower.

"Refine me!"

Ling Xian drank, knowing that he had reached the edge of understanding the body, so he did his best to fully restore Tianzun's ancient blood!

boom!

Fengtian Zhen split, Tianzun's ancient blood was completely awakened, and the strongest and final power broke out.

If he does not succeed, he will die, and if he succeeds, he will surpass perfection!

Fortunately, Lingxian succeeded.

Tianzun's ancient blood was completely revived, instantly refining the power of origin, and resolved Lingxian's dying crisis. At the same time, the power of the origin flowed into the eight veins of his strange scriptures, forming one of the biggest transformations he has ever practiced!

It was a qualitative leap, even more magical than the real Phoenix Nirvana, and Ling Xiansheng lived up to life in a flash.

And this is just the beginning.

His gas-refining environment has undergone earth-shaking changes. If he was invincible during the gas-refining period before, then at this moment, he is detached.

That represents Xeon, which means supreme, even if ten extreme generations join forces, he can easily suppress!

This is the power to transcend the extremes, above all else!

Of course, only the gas refining period, the other realms are still polar.

But this is enough for Lingxian.

As soon as he passed the moment of perfection, the seal inside his body began to loosen, and within a few breaths he completely disappeared.

boom!

Mana emerged, surging like the waves of the Yangtze River.

It fills every corner of Lingxian's body and is more powerful than before, equivalent to a monk in the seventh peak of the ordinary!

"My mana is finally back."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, getting bigger and bigger, and finally became a wild laugh.

He couldn't be upset, not only lifted the seal, but also transcended the extremes of gas refining.

"This power is really intoxicating."

Ling Xian clenched her right hand and felt the power after transcending the extremes.

"Congratulations on transcending the extremes and lifting the seal." Hu Sheng sincerely congratulated.

"I have to thank you. If you didn't tell me the method, maybe I would not be able to lift the seal in my life." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"It has nothing to do with me. You can surpass perfection. You rely on strong strength and tenacious will."

"If you change someone else, you can't refine the power of the origin of life and death, let alone use it to transcend the extreme."

Hu Sheng sighed, there was some shaking and some admiration.

"Fortunately."

Ling Xian chuckled, looked inward at her body, and then showed regret.

Because, Feng Tian Zhen has been closed, and the part of the awakened Tian Zun true blood was suppressed again.

However, Ling Xian also did not feel depressed. He believed that one day, he could break the lock and make the dragon fly!

"This is no fluke."

Hu Sheng shook his head and sighed: "Beyond the extremes, even if you look at all ages, not many people can reach it."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

Transcending the extreme is indeed rare in the world. It is more than ten times more difficult than the extreme. Even the amazing and brilliant people may not be able to reach it.

"The seal has been broken and the realm has arrived. Next, it is time to find the Ning family's accounts."

Ling Xian raised his mouth with expectations and coldness.

...

Ningjia Houshan.

A man shrouded in darkness sits cross-legged, like a king of the night, who controls the darkness and controls the abyss.

It is the shadow of Ningjia, a top demon who is no worse than Ningjia Shengzi.

"Seal, broken ..."

Murmured to himself, the shadow of the Ning family looked up, the two gods like a fairy sword, cut through the everlasting sky.

"Interesting, Lingxian, I'm waiting for you to return."