Painting of the Nine Immortals

Jianmang is extremely powerful and magical.

However, it cannot threaten Lingxian.

He just took a step and shattered the supernatural powers.

It is not that the six are too weak, but that Ling Xian is too strong. He is a well-deserved king at the same level, and even Youyou is not his opponent. Can these six men threaten him?

"Let me lie down." Ling Xianmu's cold electricity finally managed to find Dinghun Iron. He would never allow accidents.

At the moment, his black hair danced wildly, and the strongest gesture was his first shot!

With immortal bones, Emperor's fist regrets the world, Lingxian, like a supreme war god, raised his hands and cast his feet, showing the invincible style.

puff!

The man in Ziyi coughed up blood. Although he had done his best, he still couldn't stop Ling Xian's edge, and his bones were broken.

This is still in the case of joining hands with the five people, if only he was already gone.

boom!

The fierce power swept through the sky, Ling Xian was fierce like a dragon, and six people coughed up blood, and backed up again and again.

This made the six people startled, and finally realized how big the gap between them and Lingxian was. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the difference between Yunni!

"What a terrible power, no wonder it can suppress You."

"We were all wrong, we were all wrong."

"A man so terrible cannot shake him even if we let our lives go!"

The six were bitter and realized how ridiculous they were.

Can the king who sweeps the same level be shaken by many people? Not to mention six people, even if they are sixty people, they are not a threat.

Boom boom!

Earthquake loud noises are endless, the world-famous gods swept the hall, Lingxian's black hair danced wildly, as if the horrible fierce awake, has the power to open the sky, the power to kill God.

He was too powerful. Even if the six of them tried their best, they couldn't stop his sharp edge, and his bones were broken. There was no fighting back.

After dozens of breaths, all six lay down and lost the power to fight again.

This shocked Meng Yun. Although she had known Ling Xianqiang's outrageousness for a long time, she felt so easy to suppress the six people, and still caused a huge wave in her heart.

Men in purple clothes and others were shocked to the extreme and bitter to the extreme.

The six teamed up, but they couldn't even touch Lingxian's clothes. This gap was too big, and it was so desperate!

"Now, the restrictions can be broken."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. The six had lost their combat power, and it was impossible to take a shot to seize the soul-fixing iron. Naturally, he was relieved.

At the moment, he turned his gaze to the big iron soul of the hill, and flicked his hands to break the ban.

After ten breaths, the restraint cracked and completely dissipated.

This made Meng Yun's pupils shrink, her admiration and longing for Ling Xian.

"With your talents, if you have the chance, it is not difficult to set foot in the Grand Master's realm."

He noticed Meng Yun's eyes, Ling Xian smiled faintly, and looked at the small iron soul of the hill, rejoicing.

Such a large soul-fixing iron is enough to constitute a soul-cultivating magnetic field. As long as you find the soul of the soul, the true immortals such as refining the sky can remain immortal, or even reshape the fairy soul.

At that time, the true immortals such as Lian Cang Qiong will have the possibility of revival.

Therefore, Ling Xian was quite pleased, knowing that the trip had been completed, it was time to return to the universe.

At this moment, an old man in gray clothes walked into the hall and saw the big iron soul of the hill.

This made Ling Xianxing's eyes squinted, and the big sleeves were thrown away, and Dinghun Iron would be included in the Nine Immortals chart.

"I saw this huge iron soul many years ago. After so many years, no one can break the ban."

"I didn't expect that you could." The gray-clad old man took a deep look at Ling Xian, it was difficult to hide the shock.

He knew that only the Grand Master of the Rune could break the restraint of soul iron, and also saw that Ling Xian's bone age was naturally shaken by him.

"You want to grab?"

Ling Xian had a dignified expression. The gray-clad old man was not an ordinary monk. This man had a deep foundation and was a strong man in the late stage of the sacred realm.

Even if he does his best, he may not be his opponent.

"Who doesn't want such a big soul-fixing iron?"

The gray-clad old man laughed and said, "Give up the soul-fixing iron, I can save your life."

"You want me to surrender the soul fixer in one sentence. You look at yourself too high." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and the gray-clad old man was really strong, but even if this person is supreme, he would not surrender the soul fixer .

"Little guy, I advise you to be obedient, otherwise you will die terribly."

The gray-clad old man looked at Ling Xian with a smile, the black poisonous insects appeared, densely, countless.

"Old Man of Drugs! You are Old Man of Drugs!"

"What? He is the old man who slayed the Supreme Venom?"

"Rather than provoke the Supreme, but not poisonous, Lingxian is dead."

Everyone at the scene changed their color, but felt that the scalp was numb and shuddered.

The old man with many poisons is a well-known strong man in the land of Sunrao. Not only has deep roots and strong strength, but he also has many drugs, each of which is terrible.

In the past, a well-known Supreme pursued him, but in the end, he died in his hands.

At that time, the old man Wandu was only a monk in the middle of the sacred state, which shows how terrible his poison is.

Therefore, there is a saying in Sen Luo mainland that it is better to provoke the Supreme than to provoke it!

"Trouble." Meng Yun looked dignified, and said, "Come on, we are not the opponents of Wandu old man!"

"not necessarily."

Ling Xian smiled. He originally intended to run away, because the gray-clad old man was very strong, and even if he could win, he would be disastrous.

However, after seeing the poisonous insect in the sky, he did not intend to escape.

He was burning with evil real fire, restraining all the poison in the world, no matter how terrible the poison of the gray-clad old man, he was not afraid! "Are you crazy?"

Meng Yun Qiao's face changed, and she said, "But the old man who can kill even the most poisonous, fell into his hands, and it is better to die!"

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said nothing.

The reason why Wandu old man can kill the Supreme is because the poison can't be prevented, and for him, the least fear is poison.

"It seems that you want to taste the poison."

The old man Wandu caressed a black poisonous insect, and said, "little guy, you better think clearly, the taste of Wandu's health is uncomfortable."

"It's true, but your poison can't threaten me." Ling Xian calmly and calmly.

"Can't threaten you?"

The old man Wandu shook his head and laughed, and said, "At that time, the Supreme said the same thing. As a result, he died."

"You can try it, but don't blame me for not reminding you that cultivating poisonous insects is not easy. If you don't want to be distressed, just go back."

Ling Xian chuckled. Burning evil real fire restrained all poisons. Any poisonous insect was difficult to resist. As long as he wanted, he could turn the poisonous insect into ashes at any time.

"My poisonous insect, you can't kill it." The old man Wandu sneered, turning his eyes to the poisonous insect in his hand, and said, "Kill him."

The voice fell, the black poisonous insect broke through, and in the blink of an eye, it entered Lingxian's body.

Suddenly, the pain ran through the five internal organs, the strange veins and the eight veins, and it was conceivable how terrible the poison was.

"Haha, are you still mad?"

Wandu old man laughed and said, "A poisonous insect can take you on the road!"

Hearing that Meng Yun Qiao's face discolored, it was difficult to hide her worry.

However, Ling Xian still calm.

He glanced gently at the old man, saying, "Keep your eyes open."