Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the endless black mist, Ling Xian pinched the imperial fist, blocked the stun gun, and at the same time blasted to the rear with the stealing god's hand.

There is a flaw in this method.

This changed the little **** king's face greatly, and he was shocked and flustered.

He followed suit and used taboo.

Unfortunately, one step late.

The Stealth God's hand condensed on one point fell to the rear, and immediately caused the dark mist to swell violently, and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made the little **** king sluggish, and the rest of the place was stunned.

When the little **** king used this method, everyone thought Ling Xian would be defeated. Even Luo Xinjie was a bit worried.

Black mist is too weird. While suppressing strength, it can also intrude on the mind. Even if it is as strong as Longjun, it is helpless.

Therefore, everyone is not optimistic about Ling Xian.

However, at this moment, the black mist was dispersed. Although Ling Xian was pale, he was not as unconscious as Long Jun.

This means that not only did he not lose, but also broke the strongest means of the little **** king!

"I'm not mistaken, Lingxian can still stand!"

"What does it mean to stand still? Although he was covered in blood, he was not seriously injured, and it was clear that the black mist had broken."

"It's unbelievable that even Long Jun has no helpable taboo. How could he break it?"

Everyone spoke, shocked.

In particular, Long Jun was shocked to the point where it could not be added.

He personally experienced the horror of the black mist, and naturally it was clear how difficult it was to break the law, at least he couldn't do it.

However, Ling Xian did, and naturally shocked him to the extreme.

"Damn!"

The little **** king was gloomy, angry and panic.

Heiwu is the only way he can suppress Lingxian. Once broken, it means that he will be suppressed or even defeated by Lingxian.

"Jiancai, you play well."

"Unfortunately, you have no chance, or, it's my turn."

Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he lifted the power of Xia into the body, fighting the battle of the immortal bones.

Suddenly, the mighty divine power swept across all directions, as if the king of awakening awoke, terrifying the heavens and the world.

"Even if you break the black mist, it will not change the outcome of your defeat."

The face of the little **** Shen was like water, saying: "I am a deity, my vitality is endless, and a hundred you are not my opponent."

Hearing that Ling Xian frowned, those loyal supporters of the little **** king were also invigorated.

Destiny is terrible. Maybe defense and attack are not good, but vitality is absolutely second to none.

Infinity is an exaggerated statement, but there is no doubt that as long as it is not fatal, it can be recovered in a short time.

This means that even if Lingxian is stronger than the little **** king, it is difficult to suppress this person.

"You are too proud to beat me, you want to beat me next life."

The little **** Wang Jue looked down at Ling Xian, swept away, shaking the sky.

"No matter how strong the vitality is, there must be a limit. One hundred moves will not work, then one thousand moves."

Lingxian arrogantly spoke, Emperor fist started, and Xianxian turned empty.

boom!

The war is back, and the frenzy is back.

Ling Xian took the strongest stance, like the same wild beast, dominated the world, and fiercely broke the world.

The same is true of the little **** king.

He knew he had to work desperately, otherwise his face would be lost even if he could survive.

Bang Bang!

The void collapsed, Tianyu cracked, and in a short time, the two confronted hundreds of moves.

"kill!"

The little **** king shed his hair, and he successively played three kinds of supreme supernatural powers, without exception, all powerful and outrageous.

However, Ling Xian cannot be shaken.

His emperor shook the mountains and rivers, and the gods moved by hand, blocking all three supernatural powers.

At the same time, mountains and rivers Dingyao Wonderland and other magical soldiers were fierce, the mouth of the little **** Wang Zhen bleeding, even step back.

After that, it fell into the downwind.

The mountains and rivers of Lingxianquan Town are as fierce as dragons. Even if they are as strong as the little **** king, they are difficult to parry.

This made everyone present look dull, but did not expect to be called the same level of invincibility, even the little **** king who is not even Longjun, was actually suppressed by Ling Xian.

Although it was the same before, but before the little **** king used the black mist, Ling Xian now broke the black mist and suppressed the little **** king, naturally it seemed even more shocking.

"Ah, die for me!"

The immense amount of divine light rushed into the sky, and the little **** king was so angry that he detonated the magic weapon.

Suddenly, the prestige of the world swept through the eight wastelands, as if the heavens were angry, and everyone was scared and terrified.

puff!

A bite of blood spilled, Ling Xian paled a little, but he did not retreat.

Although his vitality is not as good as that of the little **** king, it is also far beyond the same level, so this blow is not enough to seriously hurt him.

"Lingxian, you forced me!"

The little **** king was furious, his brows glowed, and his flesh was released.

This made everyone in the scene stunned, but did not expect the little **** king to speak without faith, using the power of the soul and body.

Ling Xian did not expect it.

Therefore, unprepared, he coughed up blood and took a few steps back.

"Shameless!" Luo Xin interpreted his eyes coldly and swiftly.

The rest also frowned, not expecting the little **** king to be so mean.

"Little God, you and I are even more embarrassed." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and Hanmang appeared.

From the beginning to the end, he did not use a trace of the power of the soul and body, because he did not want to be invincible, but the little **** king suddenly used it, it was simply despicable!

"You can also use it." The little **** Wang sneered. He knew he would be shameless, but he didn't want to lose to Ling Xian in the eyes of everyone.

It was harder for him than death.

"Since you've taken your own shame, no wonder I am."

Ling Xian's expression cooled down, no matter it was the soul or the body, he was the best in his class. The move of the little **** king was no different from finding death.

"Bad yourself?"

The little **** king smiled and said: "Lingxian, have you forgotten that I am a spiritual race?"

Hearing that everyone present was moved.

The spirit tribe is universally recognized as a powerful soul, especially the three major deities. The soul is swept across the same rank and rarely rivals.

However, Ling Xian's look remained unchanged.

The soul of the destiny is indeed far above the same level, but no matter how strong it is, it cannot be compared to his soul!

But he embarked on the road of immortal soul, looking at the same level, how many people can compete with him?

At the moment, his eyebrows glowed, and Yuan Ying's villain came out, flowing colorful, and God regretted the sky.

This made the smile of the little **** king froze on his face, and everyone was still still.

It is too powerful. Looking at the audience, no one can match him in the same realm!

"Impossible, how could you have such a powerful soul?" The little **** Wang was horrified, and even more shocked when he realized why Ling Xian's soul was so powerful.

"I have not only a strong soul, but also an extreme body."

Ling Xianmu's eyes fluttered with cold electricity, and she said, "Little God King, your words without faith will only make you more shameful."

The voice fell, and the ultimate light shone like an eternal sun, shining for nine days and ten places.

This caused a great shock to all the people present, especially the little **** king.

No one had thought that Lingxian not only possessed a soul sweeping the same ranks, but also possessed the ultimate body!