Painting of the Nine Immortals

The sun is high and the sky is clear.

The sky is restored, as if the previous cracks and the source of the gods were just hallucinations.

This made all the creatures in the universe confused and regretted.

The former did not understand why the source of the gods appeared and disappeared, the latter failed to lock the source of the gods.

Ling Xian didn't regret or doubt.

He wanted to understand that the source of the gods is here, meant to remind all beings that the journey to heaven has begun.

It disappeared because the strongest was not decided.

The source of the deities is too important. If it is obtained by an ordinary monk, even if it is successfully refined, it is the weakest deity and cannot fight with the sacred ancestor.

After all, any ancestor has the same level of invincibility.

"A **** storm that is sweeping the universe is about to come." Ling Xian sighed softly. He can think of it and the world can see it through.

This means that the war will sweep the entire universe, and everyone who is qualified to compete for the source of the gods will be involved.

There is war, and bloodshed is inevitable.

"What I see is not blood and rain, but opportunity." Ye Huashang looked like a star and saw hope, becoming the hope of the gods.

The same goes for the rest of us who want to understand.

The source of the divine spirit has disappeared, and no one knows where it is. Only when the strongest appears, it will appear.

This is an opportunity for the universe's souls. If you can set foot in the supreme state during this time, you will naturally have a chance to get the source of the gods.

"It is indeed an opportunity." Ling Xian smiled faintly. Deciding the strongest is not a simple matter. It may not be fruitful for decades.

This time is enough for those talented people to grow into supreme.

"The source of the gods is the fuse, which kicks off the chaos."

"An era of fierce fighting and sky-high war is coming."

Ye Huashang's eyes were deep, and he said, "Whether it is going up against the current or sinking into the sand, it depends on our good fortune."

"I don't want to die in the sand, I can only go up against the current." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and he had expected this day when the road to the sky appeared.

Just didn't expect that competition became more cruel.

This world is too bright, and Tianjiao's evil spirits are constantly emerging. Even if you leave aside the strongest above the ninth realm, if you want to be the strongest, it is difficult to reach the sky.

However, Lingxian has no fear!

Fighting for the world and fighting in all directions is exactly what he hoped.

"The source of the gods is this world, and those heavenly pride and evil that are not hidden in the world should also be this world."

"It's lively. I want to know with my toes. The next universe must be in flames."

"Only in this way can we determine the strongest and be qualified to become a god!"

There has been much discussion in the world, and some people are worried and others are looking forward to it.

Suppressing ten opponents and landing invincible, just thinking about it will make people enthusiastic!

"I should leave." Ye Huashang looked at Ling Xian seriously, and said, "If you believe in me, find a place to submerge and try to be as low-key as possible."

"I understand." Ling Xian nodded gently, and the source of the divine spirit disappeared, waiting for the strongest, which is undoubtedly a good thing for him like this.

But for the Supreme, it is a bad thing.

Because they have no room for improvement, nor are they all sweeping the same ranks, naturally they are afraid of growing up.

In this case, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no Supreme shot, strangling Tianjiao.

"My words are always valid. If you have any regrets, you can come to Daxueshan at any time." Ye Huashang gave Ling Xian a complicated look and left like a fairy.

This made Ling Xianjian's eyebrows slightly wrinkled and couldn't figure it out.

He simply didn't want it anymore, while flying, looking for a quiet place.

Unintentional flowers are in hand. Next, it's time to lift Sansheng's soul.

Two hours later, Ling Xian found a quiet cave, and then waved her hands to cover the place.

"Hopefully, this flower will lift the curse and continue the path of the Immortal Soul."

Ling Xian murmured to herself, took out the unintentional flower, and turned it into powder.

After that, he mixed the powder into Dan and swallowed it.

Suddenly, the medicine was released, and Ling Xian's soul was enveloped.

A trace of black air emerged, weird and cold, cursing the three lives.

It is equivalent to a lock, imprisoning Ling Xian's soul, even if he ascends to Immortal Road, the soul cannot be improved.

But at this moment, the key appeared.

Mysterious power shrouded black gas. At the beginning, the two were in a stalemate, and no one could do anything about it.

However, with the passage of time, the black gas continued to dissipate. According to this situation, it would not be long before it would be completely gone.

"It really works."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. Although it had long been expected that the Emperor Zhentian was not lying, this heart was completely let go after it was determined that the unintentional flower could really lift the soul of Sansheng.

Then he closed his eyes and waited patiently.

Time passed little by little, and after three days, the curse had completely dissipated, and Ling Xian's soul could no longer be imprisoned.

"The road to the immortal soul has finally been picked up." Ling Xian smiled, feeling only relaxed and relaxed.

At the same time, it was quite joyful.

The immortal soul is against the sky. If he can come to the end, even if the world and the earth have changed, he can never be destroyed.

Although the hope was extremely slim, there was hope anyway, and naturally it made him happy.

"Zhentian Emperor, I'm afraid you can't even dream about it, I'll get an unintentional flower."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. The reason why the emperor Zhentian told him to lift the curse was that the careless flower was too rare and he didn't think he could get it.

Unfortunately, the Emperor Zhentian was miscalculated.

Not only did he fail to let Ling Xian taste the despair, but he fulfilled Ling Xian.

"If you didn't tell me that unintentional flowers can lift the sanity of life, I would be helpless."

"Unfortunately, you have to give me hope first, and then let me despair."

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, which was quite interesting.

If the Emperor Zhentian learned that his calculations would be full of Lingxian, he would most likely be killed once again.

"It's here, I should go."

Ling Xian converged to smile, then rose up and flew towards Chaos Academy.

The incident has already begun, and the chaos has begun. It is natural that he should return to Chaos Academy and meditate on it.

...

The city of Zhige has never been short of talking resources after meals, especially after the source of the gods is here.

However, there is no difference between them, they are all duels.

As the world gradually wanted to understand, the war quietly began.

Everyone who has the will to fight for the source of the gods has acted one after another to find those who are famous in the Quartet.

For a time, the city of Zhige became lively, and the showdown was no longer staged.

The most famous is a supreme man who shot himself and killed three Tianjiao who are famous cities.

This incident caused a great uproar, and most people were scolding, especially Tianjiao in the eighth state, even more angry.

Dignified and supreme, it was a bit too much for the juniors who only had the eighth state.

As time went on, the matter became more and more serious, and some Supreme People of Zhige City had to stand up and set a rule.

The Supreme can only shoot at monks in the same realm. If he violates it, he will be hunted down by several Supremes.