Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the cave, the Dragon King and Lingxian sat on the ground.

The former is majestic like the emperor, and the king comes for nine days, and the latter is as dusty as the immortal.

"Congratulations on seeing the light again."

The Dragon King smiled lightly and said, "By the way, thank you for saving Wushuang."

"I've heard a lot of thanks these days, let's just talk about business." Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. He could hear cocoons in her ears, and she really didn't want to listen to thanks again.

"There is nothing serious about calling you, just gossiping."

The Dragon King's mouth smiled and said: "When fighting against those extra-terrestrial demons, they all revealed their intentions to kill you. Can you tell me the reason?"

"Suppose, I played with Dragon Girl's feelings. Do you want to kill me?" Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Nonsense, if you dare to do this, I will kill you first, and then commit suicide!" Dragon King glanced at Ling Xian.

"That's it, my hatred with the alien warring faction has reached an endless level." Ling Xian's expression is calm. He may not be the person most hated by the alien warring faction, but he can definitely rank in the top three.

"Did you play around with the daughters of those people?" The Dragon King looked strange.

"I just give an example." Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Supposedly, it is impossible for a living creature in the universe to have such a feud with the foreign land." The Dragon King frowned slightly, wondering why an eighth realm monk could let the foreign land hate.

"I've been to another country and offended several patriarchs."

Ling Xian downplayed, shrinking the Dragon King's pupils and setting off a huge wave inside.

Whether it ’s going to another country or offending the ancestor, it ’s a shocking thing. Putting it on an eighth level monk is even more incredible.

"Under the circumstance that Tianyuan separates the two realms, you can go to the exotic ..." The Dragon King looked dull.

"It's no surprise that aliens can come to the universe, and the universe creatures can naturally go to the aliens." Ling Xian calmly, as if he just walked around the garden of his own home.

"It is true in theory, but I never heard that in the days when Tianyuan cut off the two realms, someone could go to a foreign land and return safely."

The King of Dragons sighed and said, "Lingxian, you shocked me too much."

Hearing that Ling Xianmu was nostalgic, thinking of Zhan Ge, thinking of Qing Wan.

In a foreign party, his biggest gain was to get the split sky light, preventing the alien soldiers from launching the universe, followed by a strong fight and a clear harvest late.

"I won't ask about the specifics, so as not to be shocked again." The Dragon King smiled bitterly, thinking with his toes, Ling Xian must have done a terrible thing, otherwise, how can he offend several invincible saints?

Just then, a low voice came from outside the cave, letting Ling Xian be a little surprised.

"Dragon King, a woman wants to see Mr. Ling."

Hearing this, Ling Xian took a moment's notice and thought it was Phoenix Jiu Ge.

At the moment, he smiled slightly: "Let her come in."

"Yes," replied in a low voice, full of respect.

At this moment, Lingxian's status as a demon star is no less than that of the seven royal families, or even better.

It's no exaggeration to say that he only needs one word to let countless creatures go for him.

After a while, a woman walked into Dongfu, not Huang Jiujie, but Luo Xinjie.

Her skin is slick, her eyebrows look like paintings, like a fairy Lingbo, and she is absolutely charming.

That attitude, even the Dragon King, stayed for a while.

Ling Xian also stunned, not because of Luo Xinjie's beauty, but because she appeared here.

If he met in the demon star, he would not be surprised. After all, he encountered Phoenix Jiuge and stealing the world.

However, there are not many people who know that he is in the Dragon clan. How did Luo Xinjie come here?

"I've seen the Dragon King." Luo Xinjie Zhan smiled and was generous.

Then she turned her eyes to Ling Xian and said, "Why, don't you know me?"

"How did you come here?" Ling Xian's eyes were deep. He and Luo Xinjie had known each other for many years, but so far, he could not see through the woman.

"As long as I'm counting, I know you're in the Dragon Race." Luo Xinjie smiled, bright and moving, not a square.

"I don't remember you knowing the method of derivation. Even if you know it, you can't estimate my position."

Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the mysterious old man had covered his secrets for him. How could Luo Xinjie's accomplishment in inferencing be stronger than the old man?

"I know I can't lie to you." Luo Xinxie glanced at Ling Xian and said, "I guess."

"This reason is still far-fetched." Ling Xian took a deep look at Luo Xinjie, and she felt that she could not see through her.

"But I guess, you believe it or not." Luo Xinjie looked at the blue silk that fell to his forehead and said, "OK, go with me."

"Give me a reason." Ling Xian said lightly.

"I encountered a difficult thing, only you can help me." Luo Xinjie Zhu Lip slightly opened.

"Help you, but you have to tell me what happened." Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"I encountered a lake with a treasure in it, but the lake is full of formations, I can't break it, I can only come to you." Luo Xinjie said briefly.

"I see." Ling Xian rose to his feet. Despite his doubts, Luo Xinjie helped him a lot, and he couldn't ignore it.

Right now, he turned his eyes to the Dragon King and said, "Farewell."

"Come with me." Luo Xin Xie Zhan smiled, and left Dongfu and flew towards the east.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

Three days later, a blue lake appeared in front of him, and as Luo Xinjie said, it was full of formations.

However, it is a matrix that the master can break.

This made Ling Xian cry and laugh, saying: "The great master is really hard to find, but the master catches a lot, is it necessary for me to shoot?"

"You have no conscience, do you want me to make it clear?" Luo Xin looked at Ling Xian with a grudge and said, "They just want to see you."

"Stop, don't talk in this tone, I can't stand it." Ling Xian shivered, and goosebumps were all up.

"If you don't break the battle, the slaves will always use this tone to speak." Luo Xinjie smiled with a smile, with a variety of styles.

"I'm broken, I'll break it." Ling Xian reluctantly, with a wave of his hand, he broke all the formations.

"It's a great master. It's great."

Luo Xinjie admired and said, "Go down and help me pick up the treasure."

"This is also my shot?" Ling Xian couldn't help crying or laughing. Is it necessary to ask someone for such a simple matter of taking treasure?

"Will you go? No, I can be coquettish." Luo Xinjie blinked.

"I'll go." Ling Xian helplessly dived into the bottom of the lake and saw a black dagger.

After that, he looked weird.

Because the dagger is only a second-class magic weapon, in the eyes of the seventh-level monk, it is considered precious, but in the view of the eighth-level monk, this thing is not worth mentioning.

Elo's vision, how could a dagger be a treasure?

"I can see it, you are playing me." Ling Xian left the lake and threw a dagger to Luo Xinjie.

"Oh, it turned out to be only a second-class magic weapon. I thought it was a shocking creature." Luo Xinjie was surprised.

"Pretend, you pretend."

Ling Xian glanced at Luo Xinjie and said, "Say, what is your purpose?"

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Sort out your thoughts. There is no third chapter tonight, forgive me.