Painting of the Nine Immortals

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The Lord of the Xiao Family fell to the ground, completely discouraged.

This made the Xiao family's people sorrow and indignation. They were determined to kill Ling Xian but did not dare to shoot.

Not to mention the presence of overlords, even if not, they are not Ling Xian's opponents.

"ended."

Ling Xian glanced at the owner of the Xiao family, then turned his eyes to the overlord, and said, "Please ask the overlord to find a quiet place for me. I want to retreat."

"Go to Bawang Mountain."

The overlord smiled slightly and said, "It's absolutely safe there."

"Okay." Ling Xian nodded slightly, trying to retreat for a month, and completed the third pattern of chemistry.

By then, his strength will have a qualitative leap, and at worst it will be comparable to the sword god!

"Let's go." The overlord spoke, then took a big step forward, heading forward.

Ling Xian and Lin Yingmei followed closely behind.

Seven days later, the group arrived at Bawangshan, and then Lingxian closed.

He calmed down and practiced the third pattern of Tiangong.

Compared with the first two patterns, the third one is more difficult and more dangerous. If you are not careful, it will fall.

Fortunately, the mysterious symbols and the merging of nature make the first four patterns complete, otherwise Lingxian will die.

The dead point glows, and the internal force is surging. Nearly every lapse of time, Lingxian's internal force will be refined.

Although not many, but for a long time, there will be a qualitative transformation.

However, it is difficult to stick to that moment.

At the same time that the internal force is improving, it is also accompanied by severe pain. Even Lingxian, the cold sweat that hurts.

"Fortunately, the mysterious symbols complete the first four patterns, otherwise, you will have to die at the touch." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly, resisting severe pain.

As time passed, the pain worsened, but Ling Xian did not waver in the slightest.

He held his breath and meditated, waiting for the moment when the cocoon broke into a butterfly.

...

At the top of the mountain, the overlord stood with his hands up and mumbled, "What kind of strength will you reach in a month ..."

"Should be comparable to the uncle Huang," Lin Yingmei said with certainty.

"So determined?" The overlord fainted for a moment, but he was the world's top powerhouse. It was not a simple matter to shoulder him, let alone within a month?

"On him, I saw too many miracles."

"Uncle Huang didn't know. When I first met him, he was just an ordinary person who didn't even have internal strength."

Lin Yingmei sighed and said, "However, three days later, he became a first-rate powerhouse."

"Three days?"

The overlord's pupil shrank, saying: "It takes us three days to cultivate to the first-class realm, and it takes half a month to cultivate to the master's realm. It is incredible."

"It is for this reason that I feel that he can stand up to the uncle in a month." Lin Ying looked forward with anticipation.

"If he can compare with me, then we may have the treasure."

"The Empress closed the dead end for the broken void, and nothing big will happen."

The tyrant's eyes narrowed, and he said, "I can block the sword god, and the rest, with his strength against me, can easily suppress it."

"The premise is that the Liang Dynasty did not send troops." Lin Yingmei reminded.

"Don't worry, if the five surnames, the seven ancestors, and the nine hidden worlds, want treasure, they will not let Daliang send troops."

The overlord smiled and said, "I'm going to instigate all the forces in the arena. You stay here, don't go down the mountain."

"Uncle Huang, rest assured." Lin Yingmei Zheng Zhengjian headed. After the overlord left, she closed her eyes and waited quietly.

Time passed quietly, and one month later, the Dongfu shook violently, sending out a terrible momentum.

It was like the overlord came, the sword **** was in front of him, making Lin Ying's eyebrows twitching, and even taking a few steps back.

The next moment, Ling Xian walked out slowly, dancing in no wind in white, sweeping the momentum.

He has already completed the third pattern of Tiangong, and his internal force has leapt to the top level in the world, which is definitely comparable to the sword god!

"you succeeded?"

Lin Ying's eyebrows were full of joy. If Ling Xian could reach the level of overlord, then she might monopolize the treasure house. Could she not be happy?

"Good."

Ling Xian nodded with a smile. At this moment, he already has the qualification to compete with the sword god, suppressing the strongest of the five surnames, seven ancestors and nine hidden worlds, can be said to be easy.

"Great, you and the uncle will be able to monopolize the treasure house!" Lin Yingmei was overjoyed, and at the same time, she was shocked.

Although she believes that Ling Xian can surpass the overbearing power after exiting the customs, when Ling Xian admits herself, her heart still sets off a huge wave.

In just one month, the power is better than the overlord. What an incredible thing?

After spreading it, I don't know how many people have humiliated themselves. Even the rare sword **** who has never seen it for thousands of years has to be attacked.

"It's just possible. If the Daliang dynasty dispatched an army, I wouldn't be able to do ten." Ling Xian shook her head. The army did not have a strong one, but there were many winners, and personal strength could not be countered.

"Hahaha, the beam dynasty will not send troops."

There was a clear laughter, and the overlord ascended to the top of the mountain and looked at Ling Xian with admiration and shock.

There is no way, Lingxian is too wicked. It can be said that it has never been in ancient times. Anyone who changes it will be shocked.

"Closing it?" Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Yes, the Daoliang dynasty jealous of rivers and lakes, so he took a step back and promised to use the power of only six doors." The overlord laughed.

"So good."

Ling Xian's smile was a little bit rich. Although the six doors were like a master, they were no worse than the five surnames, the seven ancestors and the nine hidden worlds, but as long as there was no army, he was not afraid.

"Throughout the history of Qing Dynasty, you can't find a martial arts wizard who can stand up to you." The overlord sighed and looked at Ling Xian as if he were looking at a monster.

"The overlord is over." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Excuse me, your strength is now comparable to me, or even surpass me." The overlord took a deep look at Ling Xian and said: "If the sword **** knows that your strength is already on his side, I do not know if he will How it feels. "

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

One and a half months ago, the sword **** wanted to accept him as a disciple. If he knew he had reached the peak, he would definitely have mixed feelings.

"Did you feel that barrier?" Shen Wang said in a loud voice.

"I feel it." Ling Xian converged to a smile, and after finishing the third pattern of fortune-telling, he felt a layer of barrier. If he could break it, his strength would be improved.

It can't be broken, and it is impossible to make progress in life.

"This is commonly known as the broken void. Both I and the sword **** felt it, but it is difficult to break." Overlord sighed.

"It's really difficult." Ling Xian nodded in agreement. Although he has the qualification to break the void, he has no confidence at all.

It is really too difficult. If he can make the fourth pattern of chemical and physical work, he can easily break it, but under the circumstances of suppression, his strength cannot be improved.

"I'm impossible, it depends on whether you and the sword **** can do it." Overlord looked at Ling Xian, full of anticipation.

"I will try my best."

"Let's go, as long as the overlord can stop the sword god, I can suppress the strongest of the five surnames, seven ancestors, and nine hidden lives."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, not arrogantly, but with confidence.

At this moment, he is already able to fight against the sword god, even if the five surnames, seven ancestors and nine hidden world masters are exhausted, they will not threaten him.