Painting of the Nine Immortals

Kill one person in ten steps, not stay a thousand miles.

Ling Xian incarnates the demon king, fights with swords for thousands of miles, and shines all the way.

He is too powerful, whether it is the outstanding children of the transcendental forces, or the old-fashioned strongman who has been famous for a long time, he cannot stop his edge.

In the past half month, as many as thirteen men in the late stage of entering the Holy State died in his hands, and as many as thirty-four monks in the middle stage of entering the Holy State.

This is undoubtedly an amazing record, and even when Ling Xian was seriously injured, it was even more shocking.

"In front of the ghost continent ..." Ling Xian's eyes were dark, her breath was weak, and her body was covered with blood.

Although he fought for thousands of miles with swords and created glory, successive battles also made his injury worse.

Had it not been for his physical strength and the ancient blood of Tianzun, he would not have been able to support it.

"Unsurprisingly, you strong man should be waiting for me at Tianyuan's weak point."

Ling Xian murmured to himself that he had two ways to leave the foreign country, one was to lay down the blood array method, and the other was to break the weak point of Tianyuan by splitting the sky.

The former doesn't work, either because it doesn't have the magical material needed for formation, and the second is too dangerous.

Tianyuan can't easily pass through. If it weren't for his mysterious symbol and Yeyi's life-saving treasure, he would have died.

Therefore, Lingxian can only break Tianyuan's weak points with split sky light.

"It's better to be gloomy and let him see me leave." Ling Xian smiled slightly, vibrating Jiutian Shenyi, and flew towards Tianyuan's weak point.

Seven days later, he arrived at Tianyuan's weak spot and did not see anyone.

However, he was keen and felt the breath of more than thirty strong men, without exception, all the strong men in the late stage of the Holy Land.

"A good way to raise interest rates, unfortunately, I can't hide my perception."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, staring around in all directions, saying: "Don't hide, just come out."

The voice fell, and more than thirty strong men stepped out of the void, magnificent and as thick as a mountain.

"It's so keen that you can find me waiting ..."

An old man in black looked down at Ling Xian, mysterious lines appeared on his brows, exactly the same as the lines on the brows.

Obviously, he is a You man.

"Sure enough, the strong tribe will ambush me here." Ling Xian looked calm and unmoved.

First, he had expected it long ago, and second, he was confident to leave calmly, even if there were dozens more powerful men in the late stage of the Holy State, he could not stop him.

"You're calm." The old man in black glanced at Ling Xian, swarmed by the mighty gods, and shocked the world and the earth.

That power is absolutely half-step supreme, and has a deep foundation.

"Leave with confidence, naturally calm."

Ling Xian chuckled, calmly, as if he was facing more than thirty young monks in the gas-gathering period, not the powerful ones in the late stage of the Holy Land.

"interesting."

The old man in black laughed and said, "I am half step supreme. There are more than thirty strong men in the late stage of sacred life behind you. Don't say that you are seriously injured. Even in the heyday, you can't escape.

"Not necessarily." Ling Xian's smile continued unabated, and Tian Tianguang was in his hand. He could leave the foreign world with only one thought.

No matter how strong the old man in black can't stop him.

"The dead duck has a hard mouth." The old man in black sneered, and said, "Lingxian, you shouldn't provoke the main faction, let alone you.

"There is no right or wrong, only want to think."

Ling Xian glanced at the old man in black, and said, "Is the gloom coming?"

"presumptuous!"

"Bold! The name of the ancestor is taboo, can you also call it?"

"Boy, I think you're impatient."

Hearing Ling Xian's shouting and infamy, everyone was angry and did not conceal his killing intentions.

"I've called it many times." Ling Xian looked as usual. In the gloomy face, he dared to call his name. How dare he fear these people?

"You're really brave." The old man in black was gloomy, fierce, and murderous.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ling Xian said faintly, wondering if Shen came.

"You don't deserve the presence of the Patriarch."

The old man in black sneered and said, "A monk in the middle of the sanctuary, I don't have to take a shot."

"Not coming ..." Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, making it difficult to hide the disappointment.

Without that gambling game, he would be relieved and not disappointed, but when the ancestor could not take the shot, he wanted to see how wonderful his gloomy expression would be if he left the foreign land.

"Disappointed?" The old man in black froze, and everyone in the room was choked.

You know, You Shen, the invincible nine-day ancestor, was disappointed that he didn't come. How incredible is this?

"It's nothing, now that you're quiet, I won't talk nonsense with you." Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, her heart moved, and the sky broke out.

The light of the sky was so bright and dazzling, like a round of unforgettable sun that caught everyone's attention.

"Split sky light! You are really carrying it!"

"Haha, kill him, and the Iron Knight of the Sanctuary can come to the universe!"

"Yes, only one ancestor urges you to break the heavens!"

Everyone at the scene opened their mouths, and their gazes toward the cracking sky were full of fiery.

"Lingxian, thank you for bringing Tiantianguang, and thank you for bringing it to your door." The old man in black laughed. It was already a great achievement to kill Lingxian.

"Don't rush to thank first, it is still unknown whether you can get the split sky light." Ling Xian smiled.

"Wrong, it's not the unknown, but it's certain."

The old man in black looked at Ling Xian with scorn, and said, "It's easy to take you on the road."

"I don't deny this, but I don't intend to fight with you." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled. He had reached the weak point of Tianyuan, and he could leave safely just by urging the split sky.

No matter how strong the old man in black is, he can only watch.

At the moment, Lingxian's thoughts spurred split sky light.

Suddenly, the mysterious power came and landed on the void.

The next moment, the void opened, and a mysterious passage appeared in front of everyone.

It is the passage connecting Tianfu Zong of Xianfuzong Town at one end and Tianyuan's weak point at one end.

"How is that possible ?!" the old man in black exclaimed, the others also widened their eyes.

"Don't you say that the ancestor can be broken only by the ancestor? How can he do that?"

"Wrong, I must be wrong!"

"It's unbelievable that he is just a monk in the middle of the sacred realm. How can he break the sky? Even a weak point cannot break it!"

The crowd at the scene was so shocked that it was impossible to believe that Ling Xian could actually break the sky.

"Yu Shen ignored one thing, and so did you."

"Man will grow, so will treasure."

"Now I am a ninth level monk, who is much stronger and stronger than that year, and the same is true of the split sky."

Ling Xian's mouth smiled. The so-called ancestor's urging can only open the Tianyuan, which means to open it all.

If it is broken a little, the Supreme is enough.

Although Lingxian is not supreme, but the split sky light is ten times stronger than that year, naturally it can easily break through the weakness of Tianyuan.

"Damn!"

The old man in black looked gloomy, and retorted intentionally, but had nothing to say.

Ling Xian was right, everyone ignored one thing, and that was the growth of the split-sky light.

In the case of ten times stronger, it is not easy to break the weakness of Tianyuan?