Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the midst of the air, the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect stood proudly, the **** regretted the heavens, and the intention of killing was stunned.

As soon as he raised his hand, the immense amount of light rushed into the sky, turning it into an endless sword energy, cracking the sky and showing his sharp edge.

"I will, too." The red-haired old man sneered. In the seal room, the gods turned into swordsman swords.

Boom boom!

Divine light filled the sky, the aftermath shattered ten squares, the two supreme powers faced off, and Tianyu broke apart, and the quake shook.

Although the red-haired old man fell in the downwind, it would not fall in a short time.

"I'll see you off the road first." Ling Xian turned her eyes to the old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in black.

This caused the old man in Tsing Yi to tremble, and Seine yelled: "Dare you kill me, the Supreme will never let you go!"

"If he doesn't kill you, will he let me go?" Ling Xian glanced at the old man in Tsing Yi lightly.

puff!

A spit of blood spewed, and the old man in Tsing Yi was frightened and full of fear.

The old man in black is also the same. He and the old man in Tsing Yi looked at each other, and saw the decisiveness in each other's eyes.

At the moment, the two burned their essence and shot wildly.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian cannot be shaken.

He is the king who swept through the same ranks. Even if they burn the essence, they cannot block his edge!

"This trick will take you on your way." Ling Xianmu blew cold electricity, his left hand was condensing, and his right hand was imperial.

Suddenly, the physical body of the old man in Tsing Yi was torn apart, and the physical body of the old man in black was cracked.

At this moment, they finally realized that Lingxian was not arrogant, but really capable!

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Just three breaths, the two turned into blood mist, dissipating with the wind.

"Damn!"

The Supreme Emperor of the Holy Sect was angered, and the old man in Tsing Yi and the old man in Gray were his most loyal and powerful men. He was killed by Lingxian Town at this moment. Could he not be angry?

At the moment, he was inexhaustible, trying to force the red-haired old man to kill Ling Xian.

"Hahaha, kill well!" The red-haired old man laughed loudly, turning his sword into light, blocking the Supreme Sect.

"My task has been completed, next, it's up to you." Ling Xian smiled slightly and stepped back.

In view of his current practice, he cannot intervene in the duel between the Supremes, and can only watch from the side.

"Haha, rest assured, I will be able to kill this person!" The old red-haired man laughed, and the more aggressive his shot, the more aggressive the offensive.

"No words!"

The eyes of the Supreme Master Zongzong were cold, and he said, "Well, I will kill you first, and then send him back to the West!"

The words fell, and a shadow of the world **** appeared behind him, standing upright and scoring the heavens.

The next moment, the shadow of the **** shot, like the sky falling down, suppressing the world and killing all spirits.

This made the red-haired old man move, his sleeves flung, and seven black needles came out.

Suddenly, the evil spirit swept through nine days, and powerfully destroyed the shadow of God.

"Good domineering Supreme Soldier!" Ling Xian Muguang condensed. He is a master of virtuosity. At a glance, he can see that the black needle is terrible.

The evil spirit is extremely strong, no less than the cemetery of the Baihu tribe!

"Slaying the Needle ..." The eyes of the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect were cold, and he said, "It was stolen by your ancestors."

"fart!"

The red-haired old man was furious and said, "The Needle of the God of Slaughtering belongs to the vein of palm teaching, and the ancestor is its legitimate holder."

"Your ancestors don't deserve to hold the God of Needle. Only I deserve to own this magic soldier!"

The eyes of the Supreme Emperor of the Sect of the Holy Sect have glowed for a few minutes. If the Nine Mysterious Seals are the most powerful magical power of the Sacred Sect, then the Needle of the God of Sacrifice is the most powerful magic weapon, and he is naturally excited.

"Take the God's Needle in my hand. Come here if you have the skill."

The red-haired old man sneered, and said, "But don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want to win this treasure, you have to be prepared for the fall."

Hearing that the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect is silent, he knows how terrible Tu Shenzheng is. He is very likely to be killed by the Tuzheng needle if he is only a little stronger than the red-haired old man!

"Scared?"

The red-haired man laughed and said, "It's late, today, don't want to leave."

The words fell, Tu Shen's needle glowed, six imprisoned voids, and one cracked into the sky.

Those terrible powers, even as strong as the Supreme Sect, are discolored.

Right now, his mana is surging, turning into a big hand covering the sky, trying to block the Needle of Slaughter.

But just for a moment, the big hand covering the sky was penetrated and then dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

"Sure enough, it is as scary as the rumor." The Supreme Emperor Zongzong moved with all his heart, knowing that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to stop the needle.

"Haha, stay here."

The red-haired old man laughed loudly. The reason why he dared to fight against the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect of Sects was because of the God's Needle, but he also did not expect that this treasure was so powerful.

"I can't stop the Needle, but you can't kill me."

Halloween Supreme looked coldly at the red-haired old man and said, "Do you know why you can block me? Not because you are similar in strength to me, but because I'm really retreating, and I'm standing in front of you. Avatar. "

Hearing that the red-haired old man was stunned, Ling Xian was also a little stunned. I did not expect that the Supreme Master of the Holy Sect in front of him was just an incarnation.

The avatar is never as powerful as the body, and even if it is a single gas, it has only 70% of the combat power of the body.

And an avatar can suppress the red-haired old man. It is conceivable how powerful the Supreme Master is. "It turned out to be a clone ..." The red-haired old man looked downcast.

"You should be glad that I am a avatar. If I came here, it would be easy to kill you, even if you have a magic needle."

"Not necessarily." The red-haired old man snorted, "I will destroy your avatar first, and I will destroy your true body later!"

After that, the seven slaying gods' needles shined brightly, piercing through the extremities, chests, and brows of the Supreme Holy Sect.

Suddenly, the Supreme Body of the Holy Sect was torn apart, then dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

Before he dissipated, a cold word came out of his mouth, slowly echoing.

"When I go out, it's your day of death."

Upon hearing this, the red-haired old man sneered and put the Tu Shen needle into a big sleeve.

Seeing this, Ling Xian stepped up to the red-haired old man and said, "It seems that we can't kill Halloween."

"Yes, I don't want to admit it, but I'm not his opponent." The old red-haired sighed sighing, a clone can suppress him, imagine how powerful the body is.

He is not an opponent, even if there is a Needle for Slaughter.

"I suggest you better leave Kunlun Star."

Ling Xian's eyes were deep and she said, "Once he is out of customs, the first thing is to kill you here. If you don't leave, you have no hope of revenge."

"I will dissolve the Holy Palace and leave Kunlun Star." The red-haired old man nodded gently, Ling Xian was right. There is a possibility of revenge when leaving, and there is really no hope at all if he does not leave.

"Our covenant is always valid. If I can become supreme, it will help you regain power." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Haha, it's not difficult to become supreme with your talents." The red-haired old man laughed, he knew how amazing Ling Xian was, and those close to him might not be his end point.

"I have something to ask for, and I hope you agree." Ling Xian smiled slightly, trying to get Jiu Miaoyin.

This method is so magical, who can not care?