Painting of the Nine Immortals

"This road doesn't work. Change it."

The indifference dropped, letting the three of them hold back.

Especially the master of the Mei family was even more amazed.

Ling Xian has a great reputation in the Big Dipper, but in recent years, he seems to have evaporated, with no news at all.

Right now, he suddenly appeared, naturally to surprise the owner of the Mei family.

He stared at Ling Xian and said, "Master Ling, why are you here?"

"Passing by accident."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I haven't seen you for years.

"not too good."

The master of the Mei family shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "It's a master, you are better than ever."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and looked at the two old men who were stunned, and said, "Are you angry with them?"

"It's a long story, and it won't be clear in a moment." The Master of the Mei family smiled bitterly.

"I see. Let me help you out."

Ling Xian chuckled. The two old men were the monks in the seventh level. For the Lord of the Mei family, they were invincible beings, but they were not worth mentioning.

"A big breath!"

The old man on the left looked somber and said, "He called you Master Ling. If I didn't guess wrong, you are Lingxian."

"I didn't expect to disappear for a long time, and some people remember me." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Your name, but thunderous."

The old man on the left took a deep look at Ling Xian. Whether it was the fourth Taishan Beidou in the Kistler Realm or the suppression of the shadow of the Ning family, it was an amazing thing and naturally unforgettable.

"Brother, stop talking nonsense with him."

The old man on the right smiled and said, "Capture him, and I would be glad to come to Ning."

"If you send me to Ning's house, you will definitely get a generous reward, but do you have this ability?"

Ling Xianwaner, not to mention him today, even before he went to a foreign land, neither of the two old men could capture it.

"I know that you are strong, and even the shadow of Ning family is not your opponent, but when you meet our brother, you have only one way to go."

The old man on the right sneered, his eyebrow glowing, and his hands pinched Baoyin.

The old man on the left is the same.

Suddenly, the two gods' light merged into one, and then they were divided into two forces and poured into the two people.

The next moment, the two men skyrocketed, and within a few breaths, they reached the beginning of the eighth state!

This surprised Ling Xian.

He has seen a lot of fits. For example, the three brothers of the Meng family, such as the gold and silver swords, can cross a great realm, but only one can be enhanced.

However, both elderly people have reached the early stage of the eighth state, which is really surprising.

"Meeting our brother, you are unlucky."

The old man on the right smiled and said, "I like to kill famous people best. You are very suitable."

"I still say that, you don't have the ability."

Ling Xian glanced at the two for a moment, still calm and calm.

The combination of the two is indeed good, but it is not enough to move him.

He is a true transcendental power and a peerless heavenly pride. How can the two of them compete?

"You don't see the coffin and you don't cry."

The old man on the right looked dull, raised his hand and punched out, breaking the void, and the master of the Mei family changed color.

In his impression, Ling Xian is a monk in the seventh realm. Despite being extraordinary, he is only the seventh realm and cannot be the opponent of two powerful eight realms.

Therefore, the owner of the Mei family was worried and wanted to persuade Ling Xian to leave.

However, he had not had time to speak, Ling Xian had already shot.

boom!

Immortal **** light blooms, invincible fist prints blast out, and the wind and the clouds suddenly change, and the world changes color!

"Eighth Realm?"

The two old men exclaimed in unison, the master of the Mei family was even more shocked.

He never dreamed that Ling Xian would become the eighth powerhouse in the past few years!

"Do you still want to kill me now?"

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent.

"Even if you are a monk in the eighth realm, I can still kill you!"

The old man on the right drank violently, raised his wind and thunder, danced like a dragon, and broke up.

"You can't help it."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and his hands covered the sky. In a flash, the wind and thunder broke out.

But he is one of the seven polar realms, and transcends the existence of a polar realm. Is it a pseudo-transcendent monk who can resist?

puff!

Blood splattered, and the old man went backwards, his face full of fear.

The same is true of another old man.

There is no way to be afraid, Ling Xian just coughed up his blood with just one shot, which fully shows how big the gap between the two is!

"Let me lie down."

Ling Xian opened her mouth indifferently, her big hand was as heavy as a mountain, and banged on them.

Click!

The sound of bone fractures, blood splattered, and the two screamed in the sky, their sore faces were distorted.

At the same time, they were no longer able to stand and had to fall to the ground.

This made the owner of Mei Family's eyes widened and couldn't believe that the two eighth-level powerhouses were actually suppressed so easily by Ling Xian.

It's so amazing, it's almost like drinking water to eat, it's not easy!

"Now don't think it can suppress me."

Ling Xian laughed a little, making the two of them fall like an ice cave, and in addition to their fear, they were also full of bitterness.

The facts are already in front of them. They are vulnerable to Ling Xian, how could they be suppressed?

At this moment, the two finally realized how ridiculous they were.

"Sir, I don't know Tarzan, and I ask you to have a lot of adults, let our brothers go." The old man on the left begged,

The old man on the right is the same. There is only panic on his face, and he can no longer see any arrogance.

"Get out." Ling Xian waved his hand, too lazy to care about them.

"Thank you!"

The two were overjoyed, they climbed up from the ground and tried to leave.

"Can't let them go!"

The master of the Mei family gritted his teeth and said, "Give up the flowers of the dead!"

"Lost flowers?"

Ling Xian was surprised that this was an elixir that was hard to find in the world. It had the power of life and death and flesh and bones.

"Master Ling, the purpose of my trip was to pass away the flowers, which had already been obtained, but the two of them suddenly shot and split the passes into two."

The master of the Mei family said, "I saved half of it, and the other half fell into their hands. I asked the master to help me recover it."

"So it is."

Ling Xian frowned, looking at the two old men, and said, "Give it up."

"This ..." the two hesitated.

The dead flower is the treasure of immortal medicine. Even if it is only half, its value is inestimable!

"If you don't pay, let's go."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, raising his hands to break in the void, and the two of them coughed up blood and screamed.

"I pay, I'll pay it!"

The old man's tears on the left shed, and he hurriedly took out a half of the golden flower.

Suddenly, the sky was full of light, the sound of the Tao was clear, many visions became apparent, and the magic was extremely extreme.

"It is indeed a passing flower comparable to an immortal elixir, and it is truly extraordinary."

Ling Xian was surprised that such a vision was not something ordinary magic drugs could possess.

"Sir, we can go." The old man gave Lingxian a careful look, and after seeing him nodded, he left in a hurry.

"Although it was lost and recovered, but it turned into two halves, is it really the daughter of death?"

The master of the Mei family sighed, and Ling Xian frowned.