Painting of the Nine Immortals

The Qianshan jungle has a vast area and is home to hundreds of tribes.

I do not know since when, Qianshan Jungle has an unwritten rule, every ten years, a battle of life and death is held, and the convenience of losing will become the slave of the winner.

For this rule, the tribes in the Qianshan jungle love and hate. What they love is the calmness within ten years, so there is no need to worry about the enemy to commit.

Hate is that once they lose, the tribe is gone.

But love or hate, the rules are there, no tribe can shake.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the battle of life and death has been going on, and even the most powerful tribes dare not be absent.

Today is the period for the battle of life and death.

The people and horses of the various tribes gathered in the center of Qianshan Jungle, with crowds and excitement.

Ling Xian is among them.

However, his attention was not on the battle of life and death, but on the sun in the sky.

This sun is not a star, but evolved with supernatural powers, but it is no different from the real sun.

"Unbelievable, even the patriarch, I'm afraid I can't do it."

Ling Xian felt that it is not difficult to imitate the appearance of the sun, but it is as difficult to have the power of the sun.

"Shengzu is invincible, what can't be done?" Qing Wan Xiu frowned slightly.

"Yeah, is there anything the ancestor couldn't do?"

Ling Xian sighed softly, no longer paying attention to the sun that evolved with magical powers.

"It's almost time."

A strong man speaks, like Huang Zhongda Lu, shocking.

Suddenly, the scene calmed down, and the air smelled of gunpowder.

"You know the rules of life and death."

"Now, let's start."

The sturdy man with a tiger's eyes glanced around, and looked around the audience, saying, "Who will challenge my fierce tribe?"

I heard that the scene became quieter and no one answered for a long time.

The fierce tribe is a well-deserved overlord of Qianshan jungle. Who dares to challenge?

"If you don't speak, no one wants to challenge. Yeah, I'm happy to watch a movie."

The strong man smiled and said, "What are you waiting for? Act."

It was said that the strongest of the major tribes were moved, and one after another found their opponents.

An old man with a cold face came to Qing Wan and smiled strangely: "Are there no people in Wuqing Tribe? What's the use of a girl with no hair?

"I'm enough to deal with you." Qing Wan's face was cold and her eyes were full of hate.

"Crazy words."

The old man dismissed him with a smile. He only had the fourth-level cultivation, and could not see that Qing Wan was the fifth-level monk.

However, he had seen Qing Wan, knowing that she was only a monk in the second realm, so he did not take Qing Wan at all.

"It's arrogance or fact, you try to know."

Qing Wan shook her face and said, "Today, I will take revenge for the patriarch."

"He's so confused, has your head been flooded when you were young?"

The old man gave Qing Wan a contemptuous glance, and said, "Just because of your yellow hair girl, you want to take revenge for him, next life."

"Stop talking nonsense, haven't your green ghost tribe always wanted to annex my Wuqing tribe? Come on."

Qing Wan's eyes were cold and cold, seemingly weak, but she had her own might.

She is now a monk in the fifth realm, plus Sanqing Tiangong, naturally she has developed a mighty power.

"You want to die, I fulfill you."

The old man smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and blasted it out, softly and slowly, and 30% of the force was useless.

When he wanted to come, Qing Wan's death was a monk in the third realm. With 30% strength, he killed chickens with a slasher.

"You underestimate me."

Qing Wan laughed. She is now a fifth-level monk, and even if the old man puts his best effort, it will not shake her.

Therefore, she did not resist or dodge, and let this palm fall on her body.

boom!

The smoke was rising, the ancient trees were destroyed, and Qing Wan was unharmed, and he did not retreat.

This left the old man alone, unable to believe what he saw.

"It's my turn."

Qing Wan sneered, it was the same blast, and she also used 30% of her strength.

But the difference is that this is the 30% strength of the fifth realm. Even the monk at the peak of the fourth realm is hard to resist, let alone the middle-aged elderly?

puff!

Blood splattered, and the old man was bombarded without suspense, and the whole person was about to fall apart.

He looked like a ghost, and in addition to his disbelief on his face, he was terrified.

Everyone at the scene was shocked. They looked at Qing Wan in a hurry, and all took a breath.

"Fifth Realm! This is the power of Fifth Realm!"

"The patriarch of the Qinggui tribe was severely wounded in one blow, so terrible strength!"

"Is the patriarch of the Green Ghost Tribe blind? How did you get into the Fifth Powerhouse?"

The crowd was shocked to the extreme. Even the mighty man who no one dared to challenge, his expression was dignified.

"Oh, you ... how could you be a Fifth Strong?" The old man couldn't accept it.

"How impossible?"

Seeing the old man embarrassed, Qing Wan just felt very happy and hearty.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The old man yelled and gave a full blow to kill Qing Wan.

It is a pity that even if you put all your effort into it, you can't shake Qing Wan.

With just one blow, she completely suppressed the old man and almost disappeared.

This made everyone sure that Qing Wan is really the fifth strongest!

The old man also confirmed that, although it was incredible, it was the fact that no one could deny it.

"You are defeated, and since then, you have become a vassal of my Wuqing tribe!"

Qing Wan raised her eyebrows and exhaled, wanting to laugh out loud.

Ling Xian didn't feel much.

To him, everything that happened here was like playing a house, what a life-and-death battle was a child's farce.

"I lost, I lost ..."

The old man lost his soul, thinking that the Qinggui tribe would become a vassal of the Wuqing tribe, he couldn't accept it.

However, whether it is rules or clear night, it is not that he can shake.

"She is actually a member of the Wuqing Tribe. As far as I know, it is not the weakest tribe in the Qianshan jungle, but also one of the weakest."

"Incredibly, such a small tribe has even produced a fifth strong man!"

"After this battle, Qianshan Jungle has another overlord!"

Everyone talked, there were shock, fear, and doubt.

Too abnormal. A very weak tribe suddenly gave birth to a fifth-strength strong man, which is incredible in itself.

"It seems that the Wuqing Tribe has got an adventure ..."

The sturdy man's eyes flickered, and he thought of robbing.

However, he was not sure of Qing Wan's strength, so he didn't make trouble on the spot.

"I will give you three days to bring all the people to the Wuqing Tribe, otherwise, don't blame me for killing."

Qing Wan had a cold face, then looked at Ling Xian, such as thawing the iceberg, and smiled sweetly: "Let's go, let's go back and celebrate with the people."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly, intending to refuse.

His injuries are almost better, there is no need to return to the Wuqing Tribe.

However, just as Ling Xian was planning to resign, the strong man was the first to speak.

"A hero is a boy, do you know how to call him?"

"Sunny evening." The girl froze for a moment.

"Good name, I have ordered someone to prepare a wine banquet, I wonder if your Excellency is willing to appreciate the face?" The handsome man laughed.