Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the icy and lonely universe, the fierce leader of the battle hall resounded, and the cold words reverberated, making everyone trembled, and the atmosphere did not dare to pant.

Anyone can hear that the Lord of the War Hall has started a real fire. In this case, who dares to touch his mold?

Therefore, everyone present was silent and did not speak, but in their eyes, they were full of shock.

It is really amazing. The Lord of the Battlefield took the shot himself, but he was unable to capture a Eighth Level Monk. How amazing is this? What a shame?

"Isn't it an oath ..."

Vaguely heard the roar of the Lord of the Battle Hall, Ling Xian smiled slightly, not mind.

The Lord of the Battlefield is indeed an opponent he can't compete with at present, but leaving this person alone, he is Haikuo's leaping, and the sky is high enough for the birds to fly.

Even if the means of the Sect of Heaven were to reach the sky, it would be difficult to find him.

"Killing me is not easy."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, the nine heavenly **** wings dispersed, and the star boat appeared.

Then he drove the Star Boat and flew towards the place of inheritance according to the road map given by Qi Ling.

It was the hometown of the Master of the Spirit. A small star, the most powerful cultivator, was only the sixth realm, and it was a match with the immortal star, which was severely broken.

"Ahem, it is worthy of being the most powerful ninth-level power in the Sect of the Holy Sect. It's just the aftermath that hurt my lungs."

Ling Xianpan sat on the star boat, looking pale and bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

The might of the Lord of the Battlefield wounded his viscera, and in spite of his injuries, he burned the ancient blood of Tianzun, even more.

Fortunately, it is not serious, and the rate adjustment can be restored for a period of time.

"Thanks to Jiutian Wing."

Ling Xianqing smiled. Jiutian Shenyi was regarded as his most powerful method of life-saving. After practicing for many years, he was chased several times and fled by Jiutianyi.

Therefore, besides being lucky, he also moved the idea of ​​promoting Jiutianyi to supreme power.

Although this method is comparable to the speed of Kun Peng, it is only the peak of great magical power in the end. If it can be upgraded to the level of supreme magical power, the speed will definitely be several times faster!

"If you have the chance, you must get the supreme soldier of the speed class." Ling Xian murmured, temporarily putting down the matter.

Supreme Soldiers are not easily available, and Speedy Supreme Soldiers are even rarer.

At present, Lingxian is immersed in his mind and focused on healing.

Time passed quietly. Ten days later, his injury recovered, and he was full of vitality.

At this time, Ling Xian also reached his destination.

To his surprise, this star has become a dead star, thousands of miles and red, a desolation.

"Dead Star ..."

Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, he thought that he would return without power, after all, after such a long time, it is hard to guarantee that no one would take away the inheritance of the master of the spirit.

But he never dreamed that the hometown of the Master of the Spirit would turn into a dead star.

This means that this place has become the worst place, and even if the inheritance is still there, he cannot find it.

Death is an extremely horrible existence. Based on his current practice, he insists on it for at most half an hour. What does this time do?

"Run for nothing." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, not disappointed.

From the beginning, he had no hope, but just came here by the way. If you can get the inheritance of the master of the spirit, it is naturally very good.

Right now, he intends to leave.

But at this moment, an unusual wave suddenly uploaded from the Death Star, like a magic weapon and a matrix.

"Weird fluctuations ..."

Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. He was a master of the Taoist School and also a master of the Frontier. Therefore, he was particularly sensitive to magic weapons and formations.

In his perception, it seems that someone has set up a strange array to refine the magic weapon.

"interesting."

Ling Xian was intrigued. Generally speaking, many magic materials are used for refining magic. In addition, there are several partial refining methods, collectively referred to as the left.

One of the left-hand ways is to use magic to make magic weapons.

This method is extremely difficult. Only when there are two cultivators and both of them can reach the status of Grand Master, are they qualified to perform.

Therefore, Lingxian was intrigued, and wanted to see who was making the treasures, and what kind of magic weapons to make.

Right now, he took the star boat and flew towards the source of breath.

At the same time, Lingxian also used the cover of the gods array to condense his own breath.

After a few dozen breaths, he came to the source of the breath, but did not see anyone, but only saw a world of shocking gods. It was scattered all over the earth, and every pattern was red and bloody, weird.

What's even more amazing is that the endless death gas is absorbed by the formation method, condensing into a huge black light ball, even if it is as strong as Lingxian, it is frightening.

It is really terrible. It is no exaggeration to say that if the black light ball bursts, even the Supreme will have to die!

"No wonder I will use one of the left methods to make treasures. It turned out to be based on the dead star, and my ambition is not small."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, he was the master of the martial arts, so with one glance, he could see the details of the array and the plan of the people.

"If successful, this treasure will be earth-shaking and invincible."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, but even the supreme death talked about the existence of the discoloration, refining a dead star into a treasure, but you can imagine how powerful it is.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this treasure ranks in the Supreme Soldier, it is the emperor of the Supreme Soldier, and if it is in the realm of fairy wares, it is the emperor in fairy wares!

"It is estimated that in another three days, this treasure will be completely formed. By then, 99% of the magic weapons in this world will be overshadowed."

Ling Xian sighed. He had no intention of destroying and no idea of ​​conspiracy. He had no injustice with the people in the battle array, and naturally he would not do the villain's thing.

At this moment, the six breaths came from afar, without exception, all being the ninth realm.

This made Ling Xian Jian's eyebrows wrinkle, his body flickered, and he retreated thousands of miles away.

The power of the ninth realm can definitely see through his interest-gathering technique. If he doesn't go, it is probably difficult to be good.

"Hahaha, after a hundred years of hard work, it will finally succeed."

Looking at the terrible dark ball of light, an old man in purple clothes laughed heartily, full of joy.

The others also smiled, looking at the black ball of light with fiery eyes.

This is an invincible treasure of the same rank and infinite potential. If it is refined by the Supreme Sacrifice, it will be transformed into a Supreme Soldier. If it is given to the Invincible True Immortal, it will be the supreme fairy!

"With this treasure, the strength of my Sacred Sect has been increased by at least 30%. By then, we can truly dominate the city of Zhige!"

"Yes, wait for the ancestors to refine this treasure offering and look at the city of Zhige. Who is the ancestor's opponent?"

"By the way, you've received a rumor from the case. You dared to kill my four elders of the Holy Sect. That kid is really trying to die."

"A junior in the eighth state. Although he fortunately escaped from the master of the battle hall, he escaped for a while, and he could not escape forever!"

"Yes, I will send someone to get rid of him when the King of the Holy Sect visits the city of Ge."

Everyone spoke, and their words were full of fanaticism and longing for the future, as well as the intention to kill Ling Xian.

"People of Halloween ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, his face gloomy.