Painting of the Nine Immortals

Above the moon, Ling Xian smiled and was quite happy.

One is complete security, and the other is to obtain the precious space-time stone.

The value of this thing is inestimable. Even if aside from the legend that can create time and space, it is a fetish that even the true immortal will be tempted to, which naturally pleases him.

However, there are some regrets.

With Lingxian's current strength, it is impossible to urge the space-time stone, and at least to get the ninth level, in order to use the space-time stone to build a space channel.

"Leave it to you, I'm relieved."

"Remember, don't talk to anyone, after all, wealth is moving."

Elder Wu cautioned that the value of the space-time stone was too great. If it was passed out, Lingxian would definitely face endless hunting.

"I know."

Ling Xian smiled mildly, and then handed a Jingshi Dan to Elder Wu: "Refine this Dan, your anti-phasing power will be completely dissipated. At that time, you only need to rest peacefully for a few months, and the injury will be cured. "

"This Dan is really extraordinary and can afford the word" Shan Dan "."

Elder Wu smiled and laughed at Jing Shidan, admiring: "The people who make this Dan are even more amazing."

"The elders have won the prize. If nothing else, I will leave first." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Wait a minute, I remember, you formed a beam with the little **** king." Elder Wu narrowed his smile.

"I don't hate him, but if you want to come, he should trouble me." Ling Xian looked calm.

"Two months ago, he was out of customs. The first thing he did was battle with Long Jun."

Elder Wu sighed softly.

This made Ling Xianjian frown slightly, and said, "The little **** king won?"

"Yes, he has developed a miracle. Even if he is as strong as Longjun, he can only lose it." Elder Wu sighed.

"What kind of thriller?"

Ling Xian's brows frowned. Long Jun was one of the four priests. He had the power to fight the real dragon and was defeated in the hands of the little **** king. It is conceivable how powerful the little **** king was after leaving the customs.

"It seems to be the realm."

Elder Wu thought for a while: "The specific ability is unclear, only knowing that after the little **** Wang Shizhan's Qi Menqi, Long Jun fell into the downwind, but just persisted for a while and then passed out."

"A moment ..." Lingxian's pupils shrank, shaking.

Long Jun's strength is a well-deserved shocking demon. Even Luo Xinjie and the man who is suspected of being the true immortal parent can't suppress him within a moment.

"It's incredible."

Elder Wu shook his head with a bitter smile, and said, "For me, I'm afraid that the little **** Wang can't stop the ten moves. This is still in a situation where I am a little higher than him."

"Is his strength so strong?"

Ling Xian murmured to himself, did not expect the little **** king after going out of customs, could even suppress Long Jun within a moment.

"At this moment, the little **** king has been called the strongest son by some people."

Elder Wu lamented: "Even some elders think so."

"The strongest son? Didn't Luo Xinjie and the person suspected of being the true immortal's parent have shot?"

Ling Xian's brows frowned. If he was allowed to rank the four saints, Luo Xinjie would be the first, followed by the man who is suspected to be the true immortal parent-child.

Long Jun is second, the little **** king has never seen it, and cannot be evaluated.

Of course, this is just his family's words, not representative.

"Luo Xianzi went out to practice, not in the academy."

"As for night, he never cares about vanity."

"The reason why he became a saint is because the dean handed him in. At that time, many people were dissatisfied."

"But after he and Long Jun did not lose a thousand moves, no one questioned his strength."

"It's also because he once played a thousand moves against Longjun, so most people think that he is not an opponent of the little **** king."

Elder Wu said in a deep voice: "But in my opinion, he is the most unpredictable of the four wise men."

"It turned out he called Ye ..."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "I feel the same way, he may not be weaker than the little **** king at the moment, so is Luo Xinjie."

"This is not the point, the point is, he will definitely get in trouble with you." Elder Wu Mulu worried.

"Anyway, if he shot me with the strength of the ninth realm, he would break the rules of Chaos College."

"If I were to fight with me, what fear would I have?"

Ling Xian chuckled calmly.

In the first battle, he was not afraid of anyone, even if the little **** king suppressed Long Jun in a moment, he was not afraid!

"Haha, that's what I said." Elder Wu smiled heartily, how he looked at Ling Xian.

At this moment, the three elders of the Chaos Academy turned back, all with shame.

"Did you catch up ..." Elder Wu frowned slightly.

"This man has burned for thousands of years, and he has a very fast technique. I did my best to suppress him." An old man in white was ashamed.

"Nothing, maybe he shouldn't die." Elder Wu smiled and said, "Thank you three."

"You're welcome, we didn't help anything." The old man in white was ashamed and then left.

The same is true of the other two.

Watching the three of them leave, Elder Wu turned his gaze to Ling Xian and sighed, "He is not dead, after all, it is a trouble."

"It is really a trouble, but it is also a good thing."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "He can inspire you and me to practice hard, and it can also make you avenge yourself."

"Yes, I will cut off his head with my own hands."

Elder Wu's eyes were cold. When he thought of the past, he couldn't wait to break the old man in black.

"Okay, I'll leave now." Ling Xian arched his hand towards Elder Wu, and stumbled into Chaos Academy.

After that, he went straight to the Valley of All Souls.

This is one of the five magical treasures. The reason it is called Wanhun is because there are countless remnants in it.

These remnants do not have sages, and the only idea is to rob.

If you can hold on, your soul will be strengthened. If you ca n’t carry it, you will be reduced to a living dead without consciousness.

For Lingxian, the Valley of Souls is undoubtedly a treasure land, which will allow him to go further on the road of immortal souls.

Therefore, he went straight to the Valley of All Souls.

After a while, Lingxian arrived at the Valley of All Souls, and just met an acquaintance, walking out of the valley.

His face was a little pale and a little messy, but still like an emperor, he was aggressive and aggressive.

It was Qin Huang.

Seeing Ling Xian, he froze for a moment, then smiled: "You are back."

"came back."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, a little flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she hadn't seen it for a few years, and Qin Huang's cultivation had also reached the later stage of transcendental realm, and the foundation had also been significantly enhanced.

"After the inner disciples' trials ended, I wanted to fight with you, but unfortunately, you went to visit the great master of Taoism, and then disappeared."

Qin Huang's eyes were war-fighting, and he said, "It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Simply, let's fight today."

"I just came back ..."

Ling Xian couldn't help crying and said, "I see that you are pale and obviously injured. It's better to fight another day."

"Aren't you hurt too?"

Qin Huang smiled and said, "Come on, I have waited too long for this battle."

"Okay, but said beforehand, until the end." Ling Xian smiled helplessly.