Painting of the Nine Immortals

After hearing the words from the demon fan, Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, which was quite a surprise.

He is not the main enemy of the main faction, but he can definitely be in the top ten on the main faction's slay list.

In this case, it is really strange that the main battle faction did not dispatch the Supreme Apostle.

At the moment, Ling Xian asked: "What's going on?"

"The Lord of the Holy Mountain came forward, and reached an agreement with the ancestor of the main war faction, or a gamble."

"If you are beheaded and killed by the superiors or above, the main faction will win, and you can get what you dream of. I don't know what it is. I only know it is very important for the main faction.

Yao Fan took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Conversely, if you escape from the sanctuary, the Lord of the Holy Mountain will win, and you don't have to hand over that treasure."

"So it is." Ling Xian's eyebrows stretched out and finally understood what the Lord of the Holy Mountain had talked with You Shen.

"I didn't expect that you could let the Lord of the Holy Mountain take that treasure as a bet and reduce the risk for you." Yao Fan sighed.

"I didn't expect it." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and was a little bit pleased when she moved.

Under the circumstances that the supreme superior can not shoot at him, he is undoubtedly under great pressure. How can he not feel happy?

"This is a good thing, but you are still very dangerous."

The demon Fan sighed, and said, "That's the entire main faction. Who can fight with one's own power?"

"It's okay, as long as the supreme superior doesn't take the shot, I'm confident to get away safely." Ling Xian smiled calmly and calmly.

He is certainly not invincible to the entire main faction, but he has a cracking sky and can leave at any time.

"I don't know where your faith comes from."

The demon Fan could not laugh or cry. She admits that Ling Xian is very strong. Even if he is the strongest descendant of the holy tribe, he may not be his opponent.

"You will know when I leave." Ling Xian smiled, his confidence was not only because of the split sky light, but also because of his strength.

He is the unparalleled heavenly pride of the eight great realms, breaking the five realms, and now awakened for three lives. Even if he is the strongest descendant of the holy tribe, he is not afraid.

"For you, the Lord of the Holy Mountain fell on that piece of treasure, I hope you will not let him down." Yao Fan took a deep look at Ling Xian.

"Rest assured, I won't let him lose." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he wouldn't let the Lord of the Fallen Mountain lose anyway.

"I'm gone, if I need anything, just speak." Yao Fan dropped a word and turned away.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was calm and calm, condensing the previous life.

Although he has cracked sky and can leave at any time, his strength is also important.

Therefore, Lingxian intends to condense his former life before traveling to the Sen Luo mainland.

In this way, time passed by bit by bit, virtual shadows continued to appear, and they continued to burst, and they did not completely condense.

Ling Xian was not in a hurry, and his heart was as calm as he could, no matter how many times he failed, he was not frustrated.

Finally, at the 127th time, the ghost image was completely condensed.

Then a magical scene appeared.

I saw a flower with three petals floating on top of Lingxian's head, and the petal on the far left sat a virtual shadow, lingering the air of chaos and flowing the sacred light.

"Finally succeeded." Ling Xian smiled faintly, blending with the magical shadow.

Suddenly, his momentum soared tenfold, shocked the world, and shuddered.

"It is ten times more powerful." Ling Xian smiled brightly, rejoicing.

The previous life can make him ten times stronger, and the next life can also be, which means that he can be twenty times stronger, plus the power of fighting battle bones and lifting Xia, it is not difficult to sweep the same level!

"Now, I can travel around Senro."

Ling Xian stood up and murmured, "I would like to see if the main faction can let me bury my bones."

...

The most famous force in the Sen Luo mainland is the Ming, a behemoth that has produced three invincible ancestors.

The most famous place is Kistler City, which is located in the center of the land of Sen Luo and is the most prosperous.

If there is the most wonderful stone in the sanctuary, it is the best.

At this moment, Ling Xian came to Kistler City.

He came here because he hadn't driven Kistler for a long time, and his hands were itchy.

Therefore, upon entering the city, Lingxian went straight to Kistler Square.

Unfortunately, after seeing seventeen houses in a row, there are no strange stones worthy of him.

It's not that he hasn't encountered the strange stones with hidden treasures, but that his vision is too high, not the kind of shocking creatures, he is too lazy to open.

"It seems that I can only go to those large Kistler."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, and then inquired that there were five of the city's largest Kishifang, one of which was run by the Ming, and the remaining four were all royal families with gods behind them.

"Let's go to the Kishifang opened by the Ming people. If I'm not mistaken, Ming Luo should be the Holy Son of the Ming people."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, thinking of the Ming Luo Shengzi that he encountered many years ago on the Xuanwu continent.

In that year, this man could have hit him badly with one stroke. If no reinforcements arrived, he would have died.

"I don't know if you can beat me as badly as you were then."

Ling Xian murmured, then took a big step and went straight to the Ming Family Kistler.

A moment later, a magnificent seven-story pavilion appeared in front of him.

"It is indeed the Ming people, and it is indeed rich in wealth." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The seven-story pavilion is made of precious **** wood. This pavilion alone is worth billions of spirits.

Right now, he walked into the pavilion, and then his eyes lit up.

Because there are three strange stones in the hall, without exception, they all contain valuable treasures.

"Yes, it's worth opening." Ling Xian chuckled, intending to buy these three stones, but when he came closer, he found that there was no price on the stones.

"Sir, these three stones are the treasures of the town shop. They are not for sale."

A tall, pretty woman laughed, "If your Excellency wants to buy Kistler, please go to the second floor."

"Not selling ..." Ling Xian frowned slightly. "Well, take me to the second floor."

"Please follow me." The tall woman Yushou stretched out flat, and then walked towards the second floor.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

There are hundreds of strange stones on the second floor, all of which contain treasures, but they are just ordinary treasures, not as good as the three strange stones in the lobby.

Not to mention that if you buy it, you will lose it. Even if you do n’t lose it, Lingxian wo n’t buy it.

Right now, he turned his eyes to the tall woman and said, "Isn't the strange stone on the third floor better than this one?"

"This is natural, but the third floor is not allowed to enter at will." The tall woman hesitated.

"What are the requirements?" Ling Xian's eyes were deep.

"You have to buy strange stones on the second floor, no less than ten." Tall woman

"That is to say, I have to lose some spirits to get to the third floor?" Ling Xian shook her head and smiled. Although all the precious stones here contain treasures, most of them are not worth the price.

In other words, it will definitely lose.

"Everyone in the world knows that there is no waste rock in the Ming Family's Qi Shifang, and it will not lose money." The tall woman smiled gently.

Hearing that, Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a satire.

"Just leave if you can't afford it, don't tell me that Mingjia Kistler is not good."