Painting of the Nine Immortals

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The tall man stood with his hands in his hands, as the emperor came, deterring all realms.

He was so dazzling and mad that even if he tried his best to converge, it was trembling and shuddering.

It was terrible. It was like an ancient fierce horror. It shook all realms and swept the heavens.

"Is the Lord of the White Tigers ..." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, knowing that this person is also supreme, no less than the leader of the True Phoenix family.

"Do you have a way to solve the great trouble of my white tiger family?" The tall man looked at Ling Xian, majestic like the emperor, and extremely oppressive.

"That's right." Ling Xian smiled, and the moment he set foot here, he knew that the White Tigers would be in trouble.

The white tiger is one of the four elephants. When the Lord kills, it is born with an astonishing evil.

This evil spirit is a double-edged sword, which can hurt both the enemy and yourself. Even if it is dead, it will not dissipate in a short time.

Therefore, the Baihu tribe has an almost infinite evil spirit. Once it erupts, even the close ones sweeping the world can't stop it.

At this moment, the evil spirit was on the verge of an explosion.

"You talk about what a disaster for my white tiger family."

The tall man's eyes were deep, and he said, "I'm right, I'm grateful. If I'm wrong, just leave my life behind."

"There is a mysterious array here, and there is also a great tomb, the latter seals the evil spirit, and the former transforms the evil spirit into aura."

"That array was laid down by the Grand Master himself, and there was more than one. Therefore, we can survive for a long time and continue to turn evil spirits into auras."

"The tomb-builder is also extremely stunning. If he has not sealed the endless evil spirit, even if there are several masters joining forces, don't try to dispel the evil spirit."

"But unfortunately, both the formation and the grave have a day of exhaustion."

"If I didn't expect it to be bad, then at most two years, evil spirits would erupt, and by then, all the miles would be gone."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Is that right?"

Hearing that the woman in silver robe moved, the old man in black changed his face.

He did not expect that Ling Xian not only saw the calamity of the Baihu tribe, but also saw the formation and the tomb.

This is not something that ordinary people can do. Only people who know how to play against the tomb and the tomb can do it.

"Sure enough," the tall man gave Ling Xian a deep look, a little less contempt, and a little more respect.

"Don't have any skill, how dare I speak?" Ling Xian smiled lightly. He is the master of the front and the expert of grave robbers. How could he not see the calamity of the White Tigers?

"I don't know Tarzan anymore."

The tall man's expression softened a bit, and his words also used the honorific title: "Dare to ask Mr. How can you solve it?"

"Of course there are ways."

"Just, I'm not sure."

Ling Xian sighed softly. The mysterious formation was laid down by several great masters. He was not sure about the complete repair. As for the big tomb, he was even more unsure.

If it had collapsed only a few percent, he was sure, but the tomb was almost collapsed.

In this case, even the resurrected people are unable to return to heaven.

"How confident are you, sir?" The tall man looked at Ling Xian seriously.

"Conservatively speaking, only 30%." Ling Xian groaned a bit, even if just repairing the formation, it is quite tricky, plus a large tomb, 30% of the grasp is already very high.

"30% ..."

The tall man frowned, and said, "If it fails, will the timing of evil spirits be advanced?"

"It's natural."

Ling Xian nodded gently and said, "Neither the formation method nor the tomb can afford to toss. If it fails, it will definitely make it more damaged."

Hearing that the tall man was silent.

He wanted to bet once, but he didn't dare.

One is that Lingxian has only 30% certainty, and the other is failure, which will make the time of evil spirits erupt.

"Up to two years, evil spirits will erupt."

"It's better to bet one time than sit still, what if you win?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly and wanted to help.

Not because he was overflowing with good intentions, but because he wanted to be kind to the White Tigers. In this way, he could accept the baptism of his ancestors and punish the old men in black.

"This ..." The tall man hesitated, he was not indecisive, but the matter was important and he had to think twice.

"Patriarch, I don't recommend taking the risk."

"The 30% certainty is too low. If it fails, my Baihu family will not have two years."

"If you wait, maybe there will be a turnaround."

The old man in black spoke, and he knew what Ling Xian would face if he succeeded. Therefore, he wanted the tall man to dispel the idea of ​​trying.

"Wait?"

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, and said, "Is it good to wait for death?"

"Girl Dragon has already promised that temporarily borrowing the treasures of the True Dragon family can suppress the evil spirit for three years."

"That is to say, my white tiger family has enough time to find a way, there is no need to take risks."

The old man in black gave Ling Xian a cold look, and said, "IMHO, although you are talking about the word, there are too many people talking on the paper."

"Why not call Dragon Girl?" Ling Xian shook her head with a smile, before the tall man came, the old man in black called the silver robe woman as an adult, and she was very humble.

At this moment, she was called Dragon Girl, apparently afraid that the tall man would misunderstand something.

"Don't hesitate to take it lightly!" The old man in black sneered.

"Are you there?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and didn't bother to care about the old man in black. He turned his attention to the tall man and said, "The chance is only once. If you miss it, you will not have it again."

On hearing that, the tall man frowned and hesitated.

These days, the White Tigers have hired too many good people, but without exception, they shake their heads and sigh.

After all, a man who said there was a way, he naturally did not want to miss it, but the risk was too great.

If it fails, the evil spirit will erupt in advance, which is not what the white tigers want to see.

"Try it."

The woman in the silver robe suddenly said, "Even if it fails, there are the treasures of my true dragon family to suppress evil spirits and fight for time."

Hearing that Ling Xian was a little surprised, but the silver robe woman would not speak for herself.

The old man in black was also puzzled and could not figure out why the silver robe woman who had a holiday with Ling Xian would stand on his side.

"It's better to bet than to sit back and wait."

The tall man made a decision. He turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, this ancestral land that has been passed down forever, I will leave it to you."

"This responsibility is really heavy, but I am willing to take it."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I need three days to prepare, and three days later, take me to that big tomb."

"it is good."

The tall man smiled, and turned his eyes to the old man in black, and said, "You take this gentleman to rest.

"Yes." The old man in black squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Sir, let me leave first, if you need anything, just speak." The tall man dropped a word and turned away.

Seeing this, Ling Xian turned her eyes to the woman in silver robe and smiled, "Are you taking care of the overall situation, or do you want to take advantage of me?"