Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Saved, finally saved ..."

"This is not a dream, I actually survived."

"Thanks to his predecessor, if it were not for him, we would all have died here!"

The crowd cheered, wept with joy, and even with the power of the three ninth realms, their eyes were slightly moist.

Each of them thinks that they must die. After all, it is almost a dead end. Once the mana is exhausted, it will turn into blood mist.

But at this moment, they survived, how could they cry without joy? How can you not be grateful to Dade?

Everyone turned their eyes to Ling Xian, saying that they were seniors, thank you very much.

Even those three ninth-level powers are polite and have no clue.

One was Ling Xian saved them, and the other was his oldest qualification.

In the small world, he persisted for nearly a hundred days, a number that shocked everyone and admired him.

Therefore, Ling Xian was respected by everyone, and even the three ninth-level powers did not dare to stand in front of him.

"You are polite and able to escape from birth. It is not my credit. Everyone here has contributed."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, flowing dust, just like a fairy.

"If the seniors didn't find the weak points, even if we join forces and try our best, we can't break the small world."

The bright girl smiled and said, "This is good, I keep in mind that he will have a good return in the future."

The words fell, and everyone began to speak, saying that they did not forget the grace.

This made Ling Xian smile for a while, but unexpected surprise.

Maybe these people just talk about it, they won't really repay him, but as long as one or two people remember, then he will make money.

"Thanks to Zhou Tianyi, otherwise, I can't escape my death." Ling Xian smiled and was quite happy.

Not only because of the rest of the disaster, but also because of Zhou Tianyi's strength.

This treasure can find the weak points of all objects. For any soul, it is an excellent auxiliary treasure. Naturally, he is overjoyed.

"Dare to ask your predecessors, how do you find the weak points in the small world, but the legendary Zhou Tianyi?" The young girl looked at Ling Xian without blinking.

"Good eyesight." Ling Xian smiled slightly, this is not a secret, there is no need to hide.

"Sure enough." The girl Qiu Shui's eyes lit up and she stopped talking.

This made Ling Xianjian frown slightly, but didn't ask much.

He met the girl Pingshui, and he didn't want to say that he wouldn't ask.

"Look there!" A young man's finger caught the attention of everyone present.

Since then, everyone's eyes have become hot, even Lingxian is no exception.

Because there are ten light clusters emerging there, although they can't see what they look like, they release a strong breath.

Obviously, they are all amazing treasures.

This made everybody's eyes hot, and now many people are trying to seize the light group.

However, it was blocked by a middle-aged man.

He is one of the three powers of the ninth realm, majestic and imperial.

"You, the reason why we can escape from birth is because the son finds out the way to live, so I propose that the son choose one first."

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at the other two ninth realities, saying, "What do you mean?"

"I have no opinion." An old man in black smiled, and another ninth-level man also expressed no opinion.

Seeing this, the rest of the people had nodded, but nodded in agreement.

After all, the three ninth-level powerhouses all nodded. How can they refuse?

"Thank you very much." Ling Xian smiled lightly without refusing.

The ten light regiments are all treasures of the world. It is a rare opportunity, and he will not miss it.

At the moment, he nodded friendly towards the middle-aged man and wanted to choose.

But the next moment, his brow frowned.

Because, more than thirty figures appeared directly in front of everyone, everyone's eyes were glowing, and he did not hide his desire to possess ten light groups.

"It seems that I can't get the treasure." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, the middle-aged man and others owed him a life, but these people did not owe him anything.

In other words, if he takes a shot, he will be the target of criticism.

Therefore, Lingxian stopped and did not act rashly.

"I will help you with all my strength." The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and his cold faint appeared.

"I'm not a jealous person, but I promise to do my best."

The old man in black smiled and said, "You don't have to participate in the battle, I will win a light group for you, it is a reward for your life-saving grace."

"Thank you both." Ling Xian smiled cheerfully.

He did not expect that the two men were so gracious that they would be willing to win a treasure for him in the presence of competitors.

"Ten light groups, dozens of people, it seems that there is going to be a **** storm."

An old man in white opened his mouth lightly, then strode a meteor towards the light mass.

"Ten light groups, I want one, dissatisfied, despite shooting."

The words fell, and the ninth-level powerhouse present laughed. At the moment, a negative sword man responded aggressively.

"Crazy, but do you qualify?"

"If there is, you will know if you try it." The old man in white responded strongly, like a **** walking in the world, overlooking the world, and esteemed eternity.

"This sword, take the head of your head." The man with the negative sword pointed out, his sword rushed into the sky, and his edge was revealed.

"Don't make a fuss." The old man in white didn't turn his head back, punched out, shaking the world.

boom!

The sword air fist marks collided, and the aftermath swept across ten squares. Except for the strongest in the ninth state, the others stepped back a few steps.

"This strength is not qualified to block my way." The old man in white gave a glance at the man with a negative sword, and said, "Either step down or draw a sword and choose."

"You are not qualified to let me back down, and you are not entitled to draw me a sword."

Men with negative swords fight against cold electricity, transforming thousands of swordsmanships, tearing the world apart, unstoppable.

The old man in white was not afraid. He opened his fists and was domineering, fighting fiercely against a man with a sword.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, three loud noises suddenly sounded, and then hundreds of people appeared.

Obviously, they also broke the small world in the emperor's tomb.

This made all the people on the scene look dignified, even the elderly in white and men with negative swords are no exception.

Dozens of people are divided into ten light groups, which is cruel enough, and now there are hundreds more. It is conceivable how fierce the competition will be.

More importantly, there are as many as twelve people in the ninth realm alone!

"Trouble."

The middle-aged man looked dignified, and the old man in black felt a headache.

The ninth realm has as many as twelve people, but there are only ten treasures, which means that even the ninth realm may not be able to do as expected, how can Ling Ling capture the treasure?

"The two don't have to worry about me." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and his mentality was good, thanks to his luck, no, nothing.

Moreover, in his own strength, it is not completely impossible.

"I will do my best." The middle-aged man smiled, no longer hesitated, and shot strongly.

The same goes for the elderly in black.

The two's shots completely detonated the war, and all the ninth-strength powerfuls shot strongly and started a melee.

The eighth level monk was watching, to see if there was a chance to touch the fish in muddy water.