Painting of the Nine Immortals

In mid-air, Lingxian pinched the treasure seal, the divine light flowed, the power of the origin permeated.

This method is the ultimate decision of the Tao. Only the power of the Tao can be urged. In other words, only the Grand Master can.

It has no effect on any living beings, but it restrains the spirits, which can be said to be the biggest nemesis of the spirits.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not panic, nor did she fear.

"Little guy, do you really want to try?"

Qi Ling said indifferently, and said, "I admit that your means are inscrutable, but that is when I have no precautions. At this moment, I have precautions. How can I coma?

"Try it out."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, no longer hesitated, and played a shocking god.

Suddenly, the mysterious power came, unpredictable and mysterious.

However, it was blocked by Ying Tianjing's power.

As Qi Ling has said, the power of this method is naturally greatly reduced when it is prepared.

"How, believe it now."

Ying Tianqi Ling said faintly, saying, "I gave you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, I have to give you to the patriarch."

"No one knows who killed the deer." Ling Xian smiled lightly. He couldn't hand over the inheritance of Pirates of the Immortal, nor could he capture it.

So he desperately.

The power of the instrument's original source sprang up madly, which allowed the French and Indian power to skyrocket and changed the spirit of Yingtian Jing.

It shines brightly and tries its best to resist, but to no avail.

This method can't hurt any living beings, even if it is a ants, but it is a fatal threat to the instrumental spirits.

As a result, the sense of heaven and earth came, the device was heavy, and there was a moment of loss.

Suddenly, the force of imprisonment dissipated, and Ling Xian restored her freedom.

"Sorry, I hope next time I meet, you and I will not be enemies."

Ling Xian smiled apologetically, and the Jiutian Divine Wing broke through, leaving like a meteor.

This caused Qiling to be furious, but he did not expect that Lingxian's way was still in the case of precaution.

At the moment, it shines brightly and wants to imprison Lingxian.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian has left Zhao's house. Even though it has a horrible power, it is beyond reach.

In desperation, Ying Tian Jing Ling could only summon Zhao's clan leader, asking him to lead someone to pursue.

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"Yingtian Jingling will definitely call, that is, I am not out of danger."

Ling Xian's eyebrows wrinkled, feeling quite helpless, especially after feeling the majestic momentum behind, even more headache.

The chase has arrived, and it is not a simple matter to leave in peace.

"Give up the place of inheritance, I can let you alone."

A low voice came, like a thunderous regret, resounding through the sky.

It was a heroic man who spoke, and he rode the Excalibur, galloping, and swallowed up.

Behind him, the four middle-aged men were so angry that they were the ones guarding the inheritance.

"Don't waste your tongue, don't say that the place of inheritance is the property of my elders, even if it is not, it is not returned to me."

"Want to take it and speak in your own right."

Ling Xian spoke faintly, looking calm and at ease.

The Yingwu man is just the monk at the pinnacle of the eighth state. Even if he is a well-established Tianjiao, he is not afraid.

If he didn't know, the elder elder would soon chase after him, and he was too lazy to run away, suppressing Yingwu men.

"Do you know what you are doing? It is not a wise choice for my Zhao family to come to the Southern Region to be my enemy." Yingwu man's eyes were cold and threatened.

"It's wise to see if it's worth it."

"I think it's worth it, it's a wise decision."

Ling Xian Piao was shocked and talked with the Yingwu men in an airspace, no matter whether he was in style or momentum, it was not inferior or even unprecedented.

"Good one is worth it."

The Yingwu man laughed and said, "Maybe I can't catch up with you, but, the ninth realm? He is here, and you must die."

"You have a lot of nonsense."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. He raised his hand and the fist blasted out, shaking the earth and swallowing the mountains and rivers.

This moved the Yingwu man, and the four men behind him changed their color even more.

Although the punch could not be added because of the distance, the power still made them frightened.

"It's such a shocking world, even if it's a little girl, I'm afraid it's not your opponent." The Yingwu man took a deep breath and stopped chasing.

So did the four middle-aged men.

Because they think they are not Ling Xian's opponents, naturally they dare not chase them.

However, they stopped, and the elder elder appeared.

This person's eyes were like Dapeng, angry like a demon, and the moment he appeared, he shook the eight wastelands.

"Have you caught up ..." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, without panic or fear.

In his perception, this person is better than Zhao Shikong, but not as good as the Lord of the Sect of the Holy Sect.

And even if he can shake off the Lord of the Battle Hall, how can he fear this person?

"Junior, leave your head!"

The elder Zhao Jiatai's voice was thunderous, accompanied by terrible power, sweeping the wasteland.

Boom boom!

The void shattered and the sky shook, and the man showed his terrifying power as soon as he shot.

However, Ling Xian could not be hurt.

The distance is too far, not even a sonic attack.

"My head is very expensive. You can't afford it." Ling Xian chuckled, burning Tianzun ancient blood.

Suddenly, the snow-white feathers burned like flames, illuminating the sky, as fast as a shooting star.

This made Mr. Zhao's elders stunned, and Yingwu men and others looked dull.

They thought that Ling Xian was the fastest speed before, and no one thought that he could be faster!

"Sure enough, it is no wonder that it can sneak into the heavily guarded river and steal the place of inheritance." The heroic man sighed and gave up completely.

Ling Xian's speed is too fast, let alone him, even if the Zhao family is too elder, it may not catch up!

"Damn!"

The elder Zhao Jiatai was gloomy, opened his mouth, and swallowed all directions.

Unfortunately, it is still out of reach of Lingxian.

"Don't waste your effort. If you and I set off at the same time, it's easy for you to catch up with me, but I'm ahead of you."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, urging Jiutian Shenyi to the extreme, a little faster.

This not only made the Yingwu man completely dead, but also made the Elder Zhao Jiatai a little bit want to give up.

It's too fast, even if he is as strong as him, he feels a little powerless.

"Hopefully, we will have no future."

Qinglang laughed echoing the world, Ling Xian Ru Yipeng fluttered his wings, dying for 100,000 miles, disappeared.

This made Mr. Zhao's elders anger and anger, not only because Ling Xian took away the inheritance, but also because he lost face.

The magnificent power of the ninth realm can't even catch up with a monk in the eighth realm. Not to mention the shame and shame is also a stain in life.

Yingwu men and others also burned and felt ashamed.

The Zhao family who was in the southern area was actually stolen by a monk from the eighth realm and withdrew from his body. If it was passed out, the Zhao family would be the laughingstock of the city of Ge!

"Junior, I am at odds with you!"

The elder Zhao Jiatai roared and said, "Clan, I request a chase order. No matter who it is, as long as he can kill this person, he will be my guest of the Zhao family!"

Hearing that, the Yingwu man was silent for a while and said, "Go back and discuss the matter, and go."