Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Do you take care of the big picture or do you want to take advantage of me?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly, wondering why the silver robe woman helped herself to speak.

"Have both."

"Although the evil spirit broke out, the White Tigers will not be destroyed, but they must leave this ancestral land that has been passed down for 10,000 years. I don't want to see this scene."

"At the same time, I also want to take advantage of you."

"If you succeed, I can achieve my wish, and if you fail, I will as well."

The woman in silver robe smiled and said, "In short, I would like to see if it succeeds or fails."

"So it is." Ling Xian laughed abruptly.

"I also have a question."

The woman in silver robe took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Why don't you explain to the Lord of the White Tigers?"

"If I said, he might let me into my ancestral land, but he would not punish this person."

Ling Xian glanced at the old man in black. Before he came, he just wanted to enter the ancestral land, but at this moment, he thought of a bad breath.

Therefore, he intends to explain the intention after defusing the crisis of the White Tigers.

At that time, the tall man will punish the old man in black.

"Looks confident."

The silver robe woman's eyes were stunned, and the premise of punishing the old man in black was that Lingxian resolved the crisis of the white tiger family.

"I have only 30% certainty." Ling Xian shook her head. This matter is extremely difficult, even if he is a master of the front, and he is looking for the heritage of ghost Taoists, it is difficult to repair.

"interesting."

The woman in silver robe smiled and said, "Although I want to see you ugly, but I want to see you succeed, don't let me down."

"Aren't you returning to the True Dragon family?" Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"It's not too late to return in three days."

The woman in silver robe smiled sweetly and said, "My name is Long Wushuang, how about you?"

Hearing that Ling Xian named his name, which made Long Wushuang's expression condensed, and also made the old man in black change his color.

As early as three months ago, the news of Lingxian's suppression of Feng Qiu spread throughout the entire demon star, and the two were naturally no strangers.

At the moment, Long Wushuang asked in a deep voice: "But suppressed Lingxian of Fengqiu?"

"It's me." Ling Xian nodded slightly, and the clouds were light and light.

"When I first saw you, I knew you were strong, but I didn't expect that you could suppress Fengqiu."

Long Wu's eyes were deep, and he said, "I have played against Feng Qiu, and there is no difference between victory and defeat."

"So, you are the strongest descendant of the True Phoenix family?" Ling Xianmu Guangguang condensed, he knew how powerful Feng Qiudao was, and the Dragon family who could draw a match with this person was definitely the strongest descendant.

"Yes." Long Wushuang smiled and said, "I have a chance, we have two tricks, I would like to see how strong you are to suppress Feng Qiudao."

"Give it a chance, now it's time for me to prepare."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and shifted her eyes to the old man in black. She said, "I will deposit the tokens with you first, and I will retrieve them after I have resolved the crisis of the White Tigers."

"The premise is that you can resolve the crisis."

The old man in sneer sneered and said, "If you fail, let alone retrieve the token, whether you can leave alive is unknown."

"It's true, but at this moment I'm safe. I don't dare to touch you by borrowing a hundred of your courage." Ling Xian chuckled calmly.

"You!" The old man in black was furious, killing like a tide, and rushed to Xiaohan.

However, he did not dare to move.

Lingxian at this moment is the most distinguished guest of the White Tiger family, let alone him, even a tall man, dare not touch him.

"Find me a quiet place, remember, don't fool me."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Otherwise, beware of how I sue you."

"Fake fake tiger power!"

The old man in sneer sneered and said, "Boy, don't be too proud of yourself. When you fail, I promise you there will be no place for burial."

"Let's wait and see." Ling Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man in black, and said, "OK, hurry up and find me a place to rest."

It was said that the old man in black was burning in anger, but he was helpless.

The Lord of the White Tigers has already spoken. If he is not to neglect Lingxian, even if he does not want to, he must be patient.

Right now, he stretched out and flew towards the east.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

A moment later, a 10,000-peak peak appeared in his sight, like a mansion of Xianjia, surrounded by white mist and full of aura.

"Good." Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and said, "Let's back down, I will get back the token after three days."

"You don't have this chance."

"To tell you the truth, since these days, my Baihu tribe has hired too many talented people, many of whom are masters."

"But no one can resolve the crisis of my white tiger family."

The old man in black sneered and said, "It's just you who want to eliminate the scourge of my white tiger family. It's really beyond my power."

"I don't have the means or the ability to do it, and I will see it after three days." Ling Xian glanced at the old man in black and said, "I count three. If you don't disappear, I will go to the Lord of the White Tigers."

"Well, just walk and see, you won't be proud any longer." The old man in black snorted and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ling Xian walked into Dongfu, and then immersed himself in the mind and delved into the general outline of the tomb theft.

He is already very difficult to improve, and it is meaningless to hold a buddhist foot temporarily. Therefore, he can only start from the aspect of the tomb.

In this way, time passed little by little.

Three days later, Ling Xian opened her eyes, with joy and worry.

Fortunately, in addition to repairing the tomb of the formation, he found another way. Worryingly, this method is extremely difficult, more difficult than repairing the tomb of the formation.

"Try to fix it first. If it doesn't work, go down this path."

Ling Xian murmured to herself, then rose up and walked out of Dongfu.

As soon as he came out of the cave, he saw more than ten people.

The head is the head of the Baihu tribe.

He was so angry that he shook the world fiercely, as if the emperor came to dust and swallowed the heavens and the earth.

Behind him, more than a dozen old men stood by their hands.

They looked at Ling Xian curiously, with expectations and doubts.

"Sir, are you ready?"

The Lord of the White Tigers said, "If not, I can wait a few more days."

"It's alright." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and she was exquisite and elegant.

The cloudiness and lightness made the more than a dozen old people applaud and believed.

The only exception is the old man in black.

His face was cold, and in addition to disdain for Ling Xian, he was killing.

"I will leave the fate of this land to your husband, please try your best." Shen of the Baihu tribe said.

"Trusted and loyal, I should do my best." Ling Xian smiled. Since he shoulders this responsibility, he will do his best and never keep it.

"If this is done, the White Tigers will have a thick report." The tall man spoke eloquently and thunderously.

The dozen old men also spoke in succession, expressing their gratitude to Ling Xian.

"I'll talk about remuneration later."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Now, take me to that big tomb."

"Come with me." The head of the Baihu tribe stretched his right hand flat, leaned on the clouds, and flew towards the east.

The crowd followed.