Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the Jia manor house, Ling Xian seemed to be the only luminous body in the world, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

In addition to the Yu tribe, the other forces made promises to win over Lingxian.

That kind of enthusiasm made Ling Xian helpless and laughed.

He is the person in the world, as long as he starts a war in another country, he is destined to stand on the opposite endlessly. How can he promise these people to win?

"If you know, I'm not a foreigner, I'll probably turn my face immediately."

Ling Xian chuckled secretly and refused: "I have taken your heart for your kindness, but I'm used to being idle, and please forgive me."

After hearing the words, everyone was disappointed and came back.

At this moment, Ling Xian finally calmed down.

He wandered among the manor, tasted the fruit, and enjoyed a good wine.

It has to be said that the Jia tribe is worthy of the hegemon's royal family. Whether it is spiritual fruit or fine wine, it is extremely extraordinary. Not only can it satisfy the taste buds, but it can also improve the cultivation.

Although there is only such a trivial point, just eating it can increase the mana a bit. This is an unexpected delight for Lingxian.

Therefore, he was very happy, and he didn't eat any Hesse.

If you change someone else, it will certainly cause everyone to laugh at him, but no one dares to ridicule him.

Who dares to laugh at a big master with two battlefields?

"Although there are spiritual fruits that enhance mana in that heaven and earth, they are very rare and will not be easily taken out."

"This trip is worthwhile."

Ling Xian laughed secretly, sweeping the spirit fruit on all the tables, but when he ate more than fifty, he found that the fruit was useless.

It was not that antibodies were produced, but that a bottleneck was encountered.

In other words, Lingxian has approached the eighth state infinitely, the bottleneck is not broken, and the mana cannot be increased.

"Extraordinary, not so easy to break through."

Ling Xian sighed softly. Although the eighth realm is not like the Ming Dao realm, it needs to understand the avenue to break through, but it is also very difficult.

If it is accumulated over time, it will take three hundred years to say less, and then a breakthrough is possible.

This is still based on talented people. If you are a less talented person, you may not be able to achieve it throughout your life.

"Before returning to the other side of the world, how can we break through to the transcendental realm, otherwise, we cannot cope with the next trend."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, thinking of the deity on the road to heaven, thinking of the ancestor who was suppressed by the Five Elements, and his expression gradually turned firm.

Transcendence, he must reach!

At the moment, Ling Xian is heading for a fight with the old man in the blue shirt, saying: "I'm infinitely close to the eighth state. Do you know how to break through quickly?"

"Infinitely close to the eighth state?"

Zhan Ge froze for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "When I was as old as you, I was still worried about breaking through the seventh realm."

"me too."

The old man in the blue shirt took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "I know a way to break through to the eighth state in a short time."

"Please also tell my father." Ling Xianxing's eyes lit up.

"There is an island in the borderless continent, named Feng Wang."

"Every ten years, Fengwang Island will give birth to a mysterious power that can make the seventh realm reach its peak and break through to the eighth realm without any side effects."

"But mysterious power can only make one person break through."

"Therefore, there is a word circulating in the borderless continent. When the island of Fengwang was opened, it was the moment when the sea was dyed red."

The old man in the blue shirt paused and sighed, "Although it is a bit exaggerated, it will indeed kill many people."

"One will be a complete success, and the word" Feng Wang "is very relevant."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, the eighth realm was difficult to break through, and even Tianjiao would take a hundred years.

In this way, the mysterious power of Fengwang Island appears extremely precious, and no monk at the peak of the seventh realm can refuse it.

In other words, the competition is extremely cruel!

"I don't recommend you go."

Tsing Yi said: "You are still young, and you have time, you don't need to put yourself in danger."

"I don't recommend either."

Zhan Ge said in a deep voice, "It's too dangerous. Looking back, at least, there must be thousands of seventh-level creatures, but no more than a hundred can survive."

"My goal is not just to return safely." Ling Xian chuckled.

"It's even more dangerous. Only one person can get the mysterious power. The competition is too fierce."

Zhan Ge looked at Ling Xian seriously, and said, "Don't listen to me. Brother will think of other ways to make you break through to the eighth state as soon as possible."

"I have decided."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He couldn't waste a hundred years of time on hard work. Sealing Wangdao is the best shortcut.

Although the competition is cruel, he doesn't think he will lose.

However, he is one of the seven polar realms, and transcends the existence of one polar realm. Looking at the seventh realm, who can stop him?

"You have to think clearly. Those who will go to seal Wangdao Island are, in all cases, monks in the seventh realm. Among them are the royal arrogance of the royal family and even the royal evil.

Zhan Ge's expression was serious and he didn't want Lingxian to take risks.

"Anyway, I'm not a soft persimmon."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "The seventh realm doesn't matter. What I worry about is whether the strongest in the eighth realm will go."

"At this point, you can rest assured that Fengwang Island is very special. Even if the eighth state powerhouse goes, it will be suppressed to the peak of the seventh state."

"That's okay. I'm not weaker than anyone in the same level."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, her style of confidence illuminated Tianyu.

As early as when he reached the extreme of refining gas, the belief in invincibility had been developed, and now it has become an invincible trend, not afraid of anyone in the same order!

"I know you're strong, but I heard that Yu's strongest evil is also infinitely close to the eighth state." Zhan Ge hesitated.

"You mean, he will go to Fengwang Island?" Ling Xian frowned.

"Good." Zhan Ge nodded.

"That's right, this trip will not be lonely."

Ling Xian smiled. Not only was she not afraid, but she had some expectations.

The Yu tribe is the master of the borderless continent. It is not difficult to imagine how powerful the descendants of this tribe are.

And this, Zheng Ling and mind.

He would like to fight against the strongest demon in the holy tribe, to see if the holy tribe is better, or if he is stronger!

"Brother, you ..."

Zhan Ge couldn't help crying and laughing. He mentioned the strongest evil in the Yu tribe, hoping that Ling Xian would retreat, but never thought that it would make him more determined to seal Wangdao Island.

"I'm done, no need to persuade."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Tell me the address and opening time of Fengwang Island."

"The time is three months later, the location is all the way east, and when you see the sea, you can see Fengwang Island."

Zhan Ge reluctantly said, "Well, since you have decided, then I will protect you."

"No need."

Ling Xian smiled and waved, knowing that Zhan Ge was going to suppress Xiu Wei and take risks with him, but he was easier on his own.

"But ..." Zhan Ge wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Ling Xian.

"The true king is not the number that can be knocked down."

Ling Xian chuckled, and said, "Okay, I won't go back to the clan with you, and rush to Fengwang Island."

With that said, his body faded and he left.