Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Failed. My son, too Xuanzong, was defeated so simply."

"Good strength, this talent is a real top evildoer!"

"It's over, no hope at all."

Everyone exclaimed, shocked.

Buchen is also the sage of Tai Xuanzong. It is the existence of peers looking up to, but was easily suppressed by Ling Xian, naturally they were shocked.

At the same time, despair.

Buchen is on the road, and it's their turn.

At present, these women have spoken one after another, and the words they spoke were begging Lingxian not to kill herself.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian was unmoved.

It wasn't his brutal killing, but he didn't want to leave hidden dangers, which hurt the second falling snow and mysterious old man.

"Go and accompany him." Ling Xian looked indifferently, falling with one palm, and the majestic repulsion came.

Suddenly, everyone was stiff, and then they fell to the ground with no energy and were completely furious.

Golden robe women are no exception.

Their hearts and souls were shattered, and even the legendary immortal elixir could not return to heaven.

"ended…"

Ling Xian murmured to herself, then strode meteor and turned away.

Here it is, and next, he will make every effort to find a place to inherit the pirates.

...

The city of Zhige is a big city, and countless new events are staged every day, and it has become the talk of the world after dinner.

But in recent days, everyone in Zhige City is talking about one thing, or one person.

This man was intrigued and stolen, and hundreds of powerful men have been attacked. He has stolen the most precious treasure.

These people are without exception, all famous eighth-level monks, and none of them are good people.

This incident caused a sensation throughout the city of Zhige, and the world felt incredible. Even the power of the ninth realm was bursting.

The eighth level monk's things are not easy to steal. It is basically impossible to steal the treasures without sound.

However, the man did it. All the victims did not know when their treasures were stolen, let alone who stole them.

Therefore, everyone in the world feels inconceivable, wondering how there is such a magical stealing technique in the world.

As time went on, the incident became more and more fierce, and the victims formed a coalition, vowing to unload the treasure robbers.

Unfortunately, I can't even see the shadows, and even if I ask the master to act, I get nothing.

This makes those victims jump straight, and the world is happy to hear, and even many people are happy.

The reason is that the stolen people are not good people, and the best of them have also killed many treasures.

Therefore, the world feels that they deserve it.

For a while, the entire city of Zhige was talking about the man, and gradually, a title fell on the man.

Thief Saint.

The reason why a small word was added in front of the Pirate Saint was that although the man was stealing magical skills, he did not make a shocking move.

If he had stolen a powerful treasure from the ninth realm, the word 'small' would probably be removed.

...

Among the rolling mountains, Ling Xianpan sat on the top of the mountain with a smile on his mouth, quite happy.

Because he had more than a hundred treasures before him.

Treasures such as magic drugs, magical treasures, and rare treasures emit aura of light, echo each other, and are dazzling.

"Stealing the gods of stealing the heavens is really a supreme skill. Learning this method is difficult to want to be poor." Ling Xian smiled slightly, quite satisfied.

After beheading the woman in Jinpao, he went all the way east. He didn't intend to steal, but his hands were itchy, so he stole all the way.

Of course, Lingxian doesn't steal when he sees people. He keeps in mind the two rules of stealing immortals. The poor do not steal, and the one who has good virtues does not steal.

Therefore, he will inquire about who the target is before he starts.

If he can be regarded as a good person, even if there are shocking treasures, he will not do anything. If he is a wicked person, he can only say sorry.

"The title of Thieves Saint is good. When I cultivate to the ninth level, I can remove the fine print when I want to."

Ling Xian's mouth smiled. At the moment, he is not incapable of stealing the power of the ninth realm, but he is more likely to be detected.

After all, he is only a monk in the eighth realm, and he must have a limit.

"The south is ahead, but hopefully, the trip will be smoother."

Looking to the south, Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and many treasures were put into storage bags.

Before he came, he had already made it clear that the south of the city of Zhige was controlled by three great families, namely Zhao, Sun, and Zheng.

These three great families have deep foundations, and the masters are like clouds. Although not as big as those of the Holy Sect, they are not far behind.

"There are thirty-two ninth-level powerhouses in the far south, and the three families account for twenty, and the rest are scattered."

"If the people who took the place of inheritance were casual repairs, this matter would be solved, but if they were family members, then it would be troublesome."

Ling Xian frowned, but soon she stretched out.

Either casual repair or family members, he must take it back!

At present, Lingxian stood up and wanted to leave the mountain.

As he stood up, he suddenly saw a big red sedan below.

It emptied the sky, the runes flickered, and the network was pervasive. Anyone who saw it would praise it.

On both sides of the sedan chair, four blue-clad maidservants walked in the air, looking pretty and shameless.

However, what attracted Ling Xian was neither a big red sedan chair nor a flower-maid, but a fat man hidden in the bushes.

The man was fat with big ears and covered with fat. It was like a billowing ball, and his eyes were squeezed into a seam.

It is Duo Tao Taoist who is weeping and tearless by Ling Xianzhi.

At this moment, he stared at the big red sedan without blinking, and the saliva was about to flow out.

This made Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, knowing that the Taoist people were following this big red sedan chair.

"Miss, there is a fat man who is stubborn, do you want to slaughter him?" Auntie Lanyi said respectfully.

"Don't bother, he doesn't dare to do it."

The cold sound came from the sedan, which caused the temperature to drop a little here.

"A few yellow-haired girls, dare to underestimate Dao?"

The Taoist man has smashed his hair, but he is a brazen master, and ordinary forces do not dare to provoke him.

"Who are you talking about?"

The blue-eyed girl's eyes flickered with coldness, and the snow drifted into the sky, turning into an ice blade.

"Say what's wrong with you? Monk Seventh Level Monk, dare to provoke Dao?"

Duobao Taoist sneered, a big sleeve waved, and a golden bowl gully emerged. At the same time that the ice blade was broken, the blue maidservant also settled.

"court death."

The cold sound sounded, and the big red sedan glowed, and only a moment later, it broke the imprisonment of the golden bowl.

"Good baby, Dao, I want it."

The eyes of the dormitory man brightened, and the golden bowl disappeared, replaced by a black sledgehammer.

boom!

God shook the world, as heavy as Mount Tai, the sledgehammer fell strongly and shattered the void.

However, not only did not shake the big red sedan chair, but it was shocked by the shock.

This surprised many Taobao Taoists, never thinking that Da Hongjia was so powerful.

"Dare to shoot at me, you're really impatient."

The cold words came, accompanied by a sense of murder, straight into the sky.