Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the air, the old man in black stared at Ling Xian, with shock and anger.

He was half-step supreme, and it was a shame and shame that he was coughed up by Ling Xian.

At the moment, he pointed out, the nine magical lights whistled, sharp as a sword, and opened the sky.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian cannot be shaken.

He just blasted out with one palm, then destroyed the nine magical lights, and caused the old man in black to spray blood wildly, and his bones were broken.

And this is just the beginning.

Thinking of Lu Yunmeng, who was scaly all over, Ling Xian rushed to the crown, anxious to shatter the old man in black.

Therefore, he did not reserve anything, and the taboos such as Emperor Boxing, Divine Hand, and Fairy Bone exploded, causing the old man in black to spit blood and mourn.

In the beginning, the old man in black could still fight, but after ten moves, he was suppressed by Ling Xian, without even a trace of power.

This shocked the red-haired old man. I didn't expect to see him for several months. Ling Xian was so strong that she could suppress even half a step.

The old man in black was also shocked. At this moment, he finally realized how terrible Ling Xian was.

Before, he didn't put Lingxian in his eyes. If it wasn't for the red-haired old man, he wouldn't have escaped.

At this moment, he realized how stupid he was. Although Ling Xian was not as good as the red-haired old man, it was also his existence that he could not overcome!

"escape!"

The old man in black gritted his teeth fiercely, and nine magical lights emerged, lingering around him, and disappeared instantly.

The speed is so fast that even the red-haired old man looks at him.

"Can you go?"

Ling Xian's eyes were fierce, and the burning of the immortal immortal turned into a round of eternal big day, shining for nine days, burning down the wasteland.

Even if the old man in black is half-step supreme, he can't stop the bones of the burnt world, his sore face is distorted, and he screams in the sky.

It is so painful, let alone that he is not a strong-hearted man, even if it is, it is unbearable.

"Pay the price for what you have done." Ling Xian's expression was cold, her sword was so bright that she penetrated the old man's left shoulder.

puff!

Blood splattered, and the old man in black was pale and frightened.

Especially when Wu Juejian returned, he was trembling like a falling ice cave.

brush!

The light of the sky illuminated Tianyu, and the sword qi stretched across the sky. In an instant, more than a dozen scars were left on the old man in black.

Blood splattered, screaming again and again, the pained face of the old man in black was distorted, and cold sweat flowed.

He looked at Ling Xian in horror and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally I want to make you late."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold and she looked at Lu Yunmeng in her arms and said, "She has 127 wounds on her body, and I want you to pay back ten times."

"Crazy!" The old man in black trembled, both because of anger and because of fear.

Lu Yunmeng has 127 wounds, ten times is 1,270. Who can not be afraid?

"It's just that you blame someone you shouldn't provoke." Ling Xian said lightly, without mercy.

For a child in his teens, the old man in black can put down such a heavy hand, and it can be seen that his heart is cruel. Such a person is dead.

"No! You can't do this!" The old man in black was terrified, and desperately resisted the sword and the world bones.

However, it cannot be stopped.

Ling Xian is an invincible king of the same rank. With the use of red armor, he can swept into the final stage of the holy realm. How can the old man in black resist?

There is more than blood, no more screams, and in just a few breaths, the old man in black is not adult.

At this moment, he regretted that he shouldn't take Lu Yunmeng away!

At the moment, the old man in black begged: "Let me go, begging to let me go."

"When Yunmeng begged you, could you feel a little soft-hearted?" Ling Xian sneered, killing like a tide, and heading for Xiaohan.

"I ..." The old man in black had nothing to say.

"Since you don't have a soft heart, what qualifications can I ask you to let go of you?" Ling Xian said lightly, and the Juejian sword became fiercer, and the burning bone became more and more hot.

This distorted the painful face of the old man in black, knowing that Ling Xian's intentions had been determined, and it was impossible to let him go anyway.

At the moment, he begged: "Give me joy, don't torture me any more."

"I said, I want you to pay back ten times."

"The scars on your body are less than 1,270, don't even think about death." Ling Xian sneered, not letting the old man in black taste the taste of lifeless death, how could he dispel his hatred?

"You!" The old man in black was furious, but he was helpless.

However, he couldn't escape, he had no other way but to kill himself.

Right now, his mana is surging, and he wants to kill himself on the spot.

"I said, your scars are less than 1,270, don't even think about dying." Ling Xianxing's eyes flowed with chaos, and the river and river tripod fell, imprisoning the old man in black.

This made the old man in black extremely sorrowful. I did not expect that he would not even be eligible for suicide.

"Be patient, and soon you will be able to get on the road." Ling Xian glanced coldly at the old man in black.

After a while, the scars on the old man in black reached 1,270.

At this point, he was no longer human, only bones and flesh were missing.

The next instant, the burnt fairy bone glowed, turning this person into ashes.

"It's over." Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and the anger was gone.

He turned his eyes to Lu Yunmeng in his arms and said, "Did you breathe out?"

Lu Yunmeng nodded his head, hugged Ling Xian tightly, and refused to give up.

This made Ling Xian sigh gently, knowing that Lu Yunmeng was frightened, and only by the passage of time could the shadow of her heart dissipate.

At the moment, he turned his eyes to the red-haired old man and said, "Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long it will take before I can rescue Yunmeng."

"You're welcome, you and I are allies and deserve to help each other." The red-haired old man smiled slightly. Before, he slightly despised Ling Xian because he broke through to the supreme state.

But at the moment, nothing is missing.

The black man in Ling Xian's fight has no power to fight back, proving that he is strong, and he is unparalleled in heaven and has a bright future. How dare the red-haired old man despise him?

"I will return to Xian Fuzong first. If the Halloween Sect came to commit crimes, you would lead the enemy to the vicinity of Xian Fuzong." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and with his current spirit, the wind and grass blowing in thousands of miles, he could not hide his perception.

As long as the red-haired old man appeared near Xian Fuzong, he could sense it.

"Okay." The red-haired old man smiled and turned away.

Ling Xian also set off and flew towards Xian Fuzong.

Three days later, he landed at Zhentianfeng and met Meng Changhe.

At the sight of Lu Yunmeng in Ling Xianhuai, Meng Changhe suddenly smiled, with joy and relaxation.

"Thank goodness, if she died, I would have no face to live in the world." Meng Changhe had a lingering fear.

"Elder Meng's words are heavy."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "Yunmeng is fine, you can rest assured."

After that, he took a big step and walked into Dongfu.

Seeing this, Meng Changhe was not disturbed, and turned to leave.

"Hug me for three days, don't you let go?" Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"You disappeared for so long, how can you compensate me for three days?" Lu Yunmeng smiled, his face flushed, and it was no big deal.

"Hold it, how long you want to hold it."

Ling Xian smiled a bit for a bit, knowing that although Lu Yunmeng did not completely get out of the shadows, she was moving in a good direction. One day, the shadows would completely dissipate.