Painting of the Nine Immortals

Above the statue of the true immortal, the little **** king pointed it out, terrifying and terrible.

This made Ling Xian look a little bit dignified, but he was not afraid.

boom!

Emperor Boxing shines, the gods shook the sky, and collided with the horror of the little **** king.

Suddenly, the void shattered and the aftermath struck ten sides.

Even if they were far apart, it made everyone twitch and step back.

Only the elders and Luo Xinjie and other sages can block the aftermath, but they are also somewhat shaken.

Both of them are too powerful, they are definitely the best in the world, and they have the ability to sweep the same rank!

"Lingxian, taste the taste of failure."

The little **** king printed the seal with one hand, and the immense amount of light shone into the sky, condensing into a worldly figure.

It sits on the top of the sky for nine days, like an immortal king, overlooking the earth, swallowing mountains and rivers.

boom!

The King of God fell down with one palm and destroyed all directions. Even if he was as strong as Lingxian, he was shaken with blood.

This method is too powerful. The worldly figure is like a king of gods.

The little **** king is even more powerful.

His blood flew into clouds, surging like the waves of the Yangtze River, almost infinite.

Such a strong vitality makes him invincible, as long as it is not fatal, he can recover in a short time.

"kill!"

Ling Xianmu's eyes fluttered with cold electricity.

He fought against the world figure, as if two archaic beasts confronted each other, and the space collapsed, and Tianyu broke apart.

After ten strokes, the figure of the world dissipated, losing Ling Xian's peace and determination of Xianquan.

However, the little **** king then shot, with countless stars falling, and each one could kill the monk of the extraordinary world!

This caused Ling Xian to move, and endless chaos poured out, condensing into eight kinds of **** soldiers, who reflected him like the same god, and came to heaven and earth for nine days.

boom!

诛 The sword's sharp edge is fully displayed, the war halbery swept in all directions, the Yaoxian mirror is shining in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are suppressing the people ... Each of the eight types of gods shows their divine power and destroys endless stars.

At the same time, Ling Xian moved.

He walked without boundaries, spookily appeared behind the little **** king, fell with one palm, and turned over yellow.

He did not use the power of the physical body, nor the power of the Yuan Ying, but the purest mana.

Because he didn't want to take advantage, the little **** king did not use the two powers of the soul body, nor would he.

"interesting."

The little **** Wang's eyes are deep and pointed like a sword, regretting Lingxian.

boom!

The sword was vertical and horizontal, and the void was cracking. Only a moment later, Lingxian's tiger mouth bleed.

But at the same time, he also condensed weathered swords, and returned to color.

A bloodstain appeared on the face of the little **** Wang Junxiu, making his frown slightly and shocking everyone.

They never dreamed that Ling Xian could hurt the little **** king.

"I was hurt ..."

The little **** Wang took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "It seems that 80% of the strength is not enough to suppress you."

After hearing that, everyone took a breath.

You know, Lingxian has become popular, and this is just the result of the little **** king using 80% of his power. How amazing is this?

If he did his best, how strong would he be?

Ling Xian didn't move. He had long seen that the little **** king had not used ten percent of his strength. Therefore, he also used only 80 percent of his strength.

It was just that he was too lazy to talk about it like the little **** king.

Therefore, everyone thought that he was doing his best, and only Luo Xinjie, who knew his true strength, guessed that he did not do his best.

"Using my full strength, you can't stop it." The little **** Wang Ju looked down at Ling Xian, his face's scars were recovering with the naked eye.

There is no way, the self-healing ability of the deities is too strong. This little injury can't even maintain ten breaths.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Ling Xian frowned slightly, not because the little **** king didn't use his full strength, but because of the vitality of the person.

It's too big, and it's almost infinite. Anyone will feel tricky.

"The price of trying is to set foot on Huangquan Road."

The little **** king silently opened his mouth, like an invincible fairy king awakened, his momentum skyrocketed and he was shocked.

This convinced everyone that before him he did use only 80% of his strength.

Click!

The battle axe regrets the world, cracks the sky, the little **** king splits with an axe, making everyone frightened and scalp tingling.

It is too terrible, like the legendary axe of the **** of heaven, but it can open up the world and kill the gods!

Lingxian is not afraid of this.

With a punch in the air, he was domineering and strong, showing invincibility.

boom!

Cancan's light drowned the place, and the aftermath of terror swept across all directions with the potential of splitting the sky. If not many elders took the shot and isolated the battlefield, I don't know how many people coughed blood.

The divine light dispersed and the aftermath disappeared, revealing the figures of Lingxian and the little **** king.

The latter stood arrogantly and stood still.

The former is also true.

This shocked everyone. The little **** king was not injured in the sense, but Ling Xian was also safe and sound a little bit amazing.

"What's the matter? The little **** Wang used 80% of his strength to make Ling Xian see the blood. Why did he do his best to hurt him instead?"

"Except, Ling Xian has not used all her strength before!"

"To be precise, it is using the same power as the little **** king!"

Everyone exclaimed, although unwilling to believe, this was the only explanation.

If Ling Xian had used his full strength before, even if he could block the axe at this moment, it would not be possible to be harmless.

"I look down on you." The little **** king looked dull, but unexpectedly, Lingxian also used 80% of his strength before.

"It's you who look high on you."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the little **** king and said, "I can't figure out where your strength has never been. You and I have the same foundation and the same realm. Why do you think 80% of the power can suppress me?"

Hearing that the little **** king looked a little gloomy, but had no words to refute.

He knew that Lingxian was also added to the eight polar realms, breaking three completeness, but he did not expect that Lingxian's foundation was as flawless as himself.

"I didn't expect that Ling Xian could be evenly divided with the little **** Wang."

"Not necessarily. It just looks like a tie. The power of the deities has not really been shown."

"Yes, not to mention, the little **** king has not yet revealed, suppressing the kind of method of Long Jun."

Everyone started talking, still not optimistic about Ling Xian.

His power is indeed the same as the little **** king, but victory or defeat depends not only on power.

The key to the duel in the same realm is the method.

In the eyes of everyone, the method of suppressing Long Jun by the little **** king is the invincible technique. No matter how strong Lingxian is, it cannot be stopped.

"You can force me to use all my strength so that it won't be too boring."

The little **** king laughed, still high up, overlooking Lingxian.

"Don't talk nonsense, you want to suppress me, this is not the strength."

Ling Xian faintly opened her mouth, burned the immortal bones into a round of unforgettable sun, and powerfully killed the little **** king.

However, it was blocked by the little **** king.

A golden armor emerged, not a magic weapon, but evolved from magical powers.

It protects the little **** king, and no matter how the immortal bones of the world burned, they could not refine the golden armor.

At the same time, a golden and red sharp gun emerged, the sky was sharp and murderous.

This made everyone in the scene discolored, even if it was as strong as Luo Xinjie, also moved.