Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the clouds, Lingxian broke into the sky like a meteor, leaving the gray-clad old man and others behind.

However, the situation is not optimistic.

Ji Huang's inability to summon means that there is no reinforcement, and he can only rely on himself.

What's more terrible is that he was seriously injured. He may be able to shake off the old man in a short time, but in the long run, he will definitely be caught up.

At that time, there will only be a dead end.

"Lingxian, what shall we do?" Ji Huang worried.

"You can only take a step and look at it." Ling Xian sighed softly and wanted to go to Mei's house for help, but then she thought about it and gave up again.

He had great gratitude to the Mei family, and the Mei family would never stand idly by, but it was because of this that he could not draw the Mei family into a whirlpool.

If the Mei family does not exist in the ninth state, then wouldn't it pit the Mei family?

"That can only be the case."

Ji Huang sighed and said, "Damn inner ghost, actually gave me the power of the soul on the lamp, and gave it to the family."

"If you have left only the power of the soul on the soul lamp, then who is the inner ghost will be able to check." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed.

"You mean the person watching the soul lamp?" Ji Huang frowned slightly.

"Not necessarily, but I want to take away the power of the soul you left on the soul lamp. I definitely can't get around this person."

"Well, let's not talk about it. The priority is to find a way to get rid of them."

Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he couldn't mix with the private affairs of Ji's family, and didn't want to mix with them, he just wanted to break the crisis at hand.

Unfortunately, I can't think of a way to break the game.

"Give up, in your state, you won't be able to hold on for long." The gray-clad old man sneered, his voice shaken, and he swallowed the mountains and rivers.

"So what? At least for now, you can only eat ash behind me." Ling Xian said lightly, unmoved.

He did not last long, but he would never give up until the last minute.

"You're looking for death!" The gray-clad old man was murderous and anger, burning the blood of the origin.

Suddenly, his speed skyrocketed, and the gallop was fast, like a shooting star.

However, they can only eat ashes behind Ling Xian.

Jiutian Divine Wing is not inferior to Xun Peng's highest speed, even the Lord of the Sect of the Holy Sect can only look forward to sighing, how can the gray-clad elderly catch up?

If Ling Xian was seriously injured and could not reach the top speed of Jiutianyi, he would have left the gray-clad old man away.

"You have to deal with this person ..."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, he couldn't hold on for a long time, even if he could survive, with Ji Huang in, he could not get rid of the gray-clad old man.

Therefore, the best way is to kill this person.

But it's harder.

The gray-clad old man is a ninth-level powerhouse. With Ling Xian's current strength, how can he beheaded? At this moment, there was a loud noise in the distance. Then, a woman in a purple dress cut through the sky, her clothes stained with blood, and she was quite embarrassed.

However, it does not affect her attitude to the world.

She is pure and unblemished, and she is peerless, like a fairy in the cold, above all beings.

Behind her, a middle-aged man wearing a battle armor was chasing after him.

That kind of prestige is not inferior to the gray-clad old man.

"Ye Yi ..." Ling Xian froze slightly, but did not expect to be here and meet her daughter.

In the past, in order to stop the exotic iron riders, he entered the Yu tribe and stole Ritianguang.

After that, he encountered the encirclement of the invincible sacred ancestors, the master of the two restricted areas of the Holy Mountain and the Reincarnation Sea, and the fallen immortal, and he was able to retreat.

The two masters of the forbidden zone took the shot because Ling Xian stole the split sky light and broke the main plan of the main battle faction.

It can be said that if there is no Yeyi, Lingxian may not be able to escape from birth.

"It's you ..." Ye Yi stunned slightly, and also did not expect that she would meet Lingxian here.

After that, she laughed, and Ling Xian also laughed.

Because they were both the same wolverines, and they were both chased and killed by the ninth strongman.

"Coincidentally, it is better for us to escape together." Ye Yi smiled slightly, bright and moving, dumping sentient beings.

"I don't think you need to escape after meeting you."

Looking at Yeyi, who is in a fascinating city, Ling Xianxing's eyes are hot, not admiration, but seeing hope.

Yeyi is the daughter of a fallen fairy. Fools know that she must have a life-saving method.

"I'm not a ninth level monk." Ye Yi shook her head and laughed, suddenly there was an ominous premonition.

"You are indeed not a ninth monk, but you are the biological daughter."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "He is worthy of the existence of the immortal king. How can you, as his only daughter, have no way to save your life?"

"I do, but why can I save you?" Ye Yi slumped to the blue silk in front of her forehead.

"Not only save me, but save yourself."

Ling Xian glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned her eyes to Yeyi, and said, "This person is not bad. It won't be long before I can catch up with you."

"I can wait until then." Ye Yimulu teased.

"Don't forget, it's the universe I brought you to. If it weren't for me, you would never have dreamed in your life." Ling Xian chuckled, and said, "Don't you want to be ungrateful?"

"That's true, but without me you can't get out."

Ye Yi chuckled a smile, and the implication was that she and Ling Xian did not owe anyone.

"Well, what do you want?" Ling Xian was helpless, knowing that Yeyi was not rejecting, but wanted to take the opportunity to make a request.

"It depends on your sincerity."

Ye Yi smiled slightly and said, "You know my identity, I don't lack the rare treasures, and I don't care about magical skills."

"I owe you a favor. As long as I don't violate the principle and don't take my life, I will never quit."

Ling Xian spoke in a deep voice, her words were strong, and she thundered.

"Very well, all I want is your kindness." Ye Yi smiled with satisfaction, without doubt Ling Xian could speak without faith.

"Then use the treasures of the bodyguard. I can only survive if I depend on you."

Ling Xian took a deep look at Ye Yi, he had no way at all, and could only pin his hope on the daughter of the fallen fairy.

"Relax." Ye Yi Zhan Yan smiled slightly, and between the jade hands, a mysterious mark appeared on his brows.

Suddenly, the light shone, and Ling Xian and Ji Huang shrouded.

"Yay, you did it on purpose."

Ling Xian could not cry or laugh. The mysterious mark was indeed a means of life-saving, and once played a vital role in crossing the barriers between the two realms.

However, it can only be used for defense, and it does not help the current situation.

"I'm sorry, I got it wrong." Ye Yi looked indifferent, but she was awkward.

With a change of heart, the mysterious mark disappeared, and then a golden elixir emerged, like the eternal sun, shining brightly.

This made Lingxian's pupils shrink, quite shocked.

He is a master of Dan Tao. Naturally, he can see the extraordinaryness of this Dan, which is definitely a healing treasure. Just a little powder can make him heal instantly.

However, there is still no help in the current situation.

Even if Ling Xian is cured, with Ji Huang in, he can't shake off the gray-clad old man.

"You deliberately." Ling Xian jumped into the eyelids, wondering if Ye Yi wanted to show off.

Whether it is a mysterious mark or golden elixir, it is an inestimable treasure, which shows how extraordinary Ye Yi's net worth is.

"Wrong." Ye Yi teased a smile, apparently intentionally.