Painting of the Nine Immortals

"I said, it's done."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, raised her hands and printed the seal, evoking the power of regret, covering the old man with red hair.

With his current practice, he can't shake the Supreme, but the significance of this move has left the red-haired old man stunned.

The power of regret cannot be false, which means that Ling Xian has cultivated the first power of Jiu Miaoyin.

It's really incredible. From Ling Xian's eyes closed to open, only a few tens of breaths passed. How can it be achieved in such a short period of time?

"Impossible, this is impossible ..." The red-haired old man stared at Ling Xian dumbly. He cultivated his regrets. Not only did he die alive, but it also took a month.

However, Lingxian only used dozens of breaths, which is simply shocking!

"Not to be shocked to this point." Ling Xianwaner, he really didn't think that using dozens of breaths to build up the power of regret, what's so great.

"It's unbelievable. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that someone in this world would use only a few dozen breaths to cultivate the magical power of nine magic seals." It's like watching a monster.

It ’s too bad. If it spreads, except the founder of Jiu Miaoyin, everyone who cultivates Jiu Miaoyin will have to hide his face.

"I'm in a special situation." Ling Xian smiled lightly. The reason why he could use only a few dozen breaths to cultivate his regret is because his soul has a trace of immortality.

If you practice the second power of Jiu Miaoyin, it will not be so easy.

"It's incredible."

The red-haired old man sighed and smiled bitterly: "I have also been used to strong winds and waves, but since I knew you, I feel like I was a kid and I was shocked."

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

The meaning of the red-haired old man was not that he was shocked easily, but that what Ling Xian did was too amazing.

"The strongest who suppressed the six gates, blasted two late monks into the sacred realm, and used only a few dozen breaths to build the power of regret. Mr. Ling, you shocked me too much." The old red-haired man sighed. .

"It's ridiculous," Ling Xian said with a slight smile. "If nothing else, I'll leave first."

"Aren't you cultivating Nine Mysterious Seal's abilities?" The old red-haired asked.

"With my current physical body, it can't last for three hours." Ling Xian sighed, although his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the sacred realm, the physical body has not yet broken through to the ninth realm.

If you can cultivate the power of Nine Mysterious Seals, you will definitely fail.

"Also, it will not be easy for three hours."

The red-haired old man sighed and said, "If the secret treasure is still there, I can send it to you."

"Secret treasure?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"There are two ways to survive three hours, one is to reach the ninth level of the body, and the other is to help with the secret treasure."

The red-haired old man smiled and said, "Most people rely on the secret treasure. After all, in this era of physical decline, few people can make the body reach the ninth state."

"So it is." Ling Xian was surprised, not interested in the secret treasure of the red-haired old population.

His body is only half a step away from the ninth realm, there is no need to resort to the secret treasure.

"If I read correctly, your body is already close to the ninth state." The old red-haired man took a deep look at Ling Xian. He would never believe that there were such amazing people in the world unless he saw it with his own eyes.

If in the ancient times when the body was flourishing, it is not surprising that the physical body is close to the ninth realm, but in this era, the physical body of the eighth realm is rare, let alone close to the ninth realm.

"Good eyesight." Ling Xian smiled lightly, his physical body was not close to the ninth realm, and as long as he broke through, he would be able to repair the cracking power of Jiu Miaoyin.

"It's really evil." The old red-haired man smiled bitterly. "If I'm not sure that you are human, I have to wonder if you are a pure blood dragon."

Hearing that, Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, then arched towards the old man: "Farewell."

After that, he flickered and disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the mysterious channel.

"It's been a few years since coming to Kunlun Star, and it's time to return to Chaos Academy." Ling Xian muttered to herself, her hands moved, and the pattern came out.

It is the third imprisonment array of Wangu, the prisoner of immortality.

The mysterious channel cannot be destroyed, nor can it be sealed. The only thing Ling Xian can do is to temporarily trap the people with the prisoner array.

It is not difficult to arrange this array based on his present tactics. It took only two hours to set up the prisoner's array.

"Leave a clone here to guard."

Ling Xian whispered to himself that although Prison Fairy is the third imprisonment method in ancient times, in the case of only formations, the power can be greatly reduced, and at the most, it can trap the strong in the late stage of the Holy Land.

If it is supreme, a few breaths can blast it.

Therefore, Lingxian wants to leave a clone, if the clone is broken, it means that someone from another country has come.

At the moment, he displayed a gasification of Sanqing, and an incarnation emerged, with a magnificent and heavy mountain.

"That's no problem." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and his avatar possessed 70% of his combat power. In addition to the prisoner's array, the monk could not help it.

And if the Supreme comes, he will not be able to do so even if he is there.

"Well, go and resign with Elder Meng." Ling Xian smiled, flickered, and flew towards the spiritual peak of Meng Changhe.

After a moment, he fell down and saw Meng Changhe practicing.

At the sight of Ling Xian, Meng Changhe stood up and smiled: "I have seen Mr. Ling."

"No need to be polite, I'm here to quit with you." Ling Xian smiled.

"Quit?" Meng Changhe's complexion changed. The reason why Xian Fuzong was able to overwhelm Kunlun Star was that Xiao Xiao didn't dare to commit crimes because of Ling Xian.

If he leaves, then Xianfuzong is in danger.

"Don't worry, I will strengthen the rune prohibition of Xian Fuzong. As long as you preside over it, even the strongest in the late stage of the Holy Land, you can't break it." Ling Xian smiled slightly. For him, strengthen the prohibition of Xian Fuzong easy.

"Thank you very much." Meng Changhe was overjoyed, he knew how high Lingxian's accomplishment was, even if it was placed in a large block, he was a leader.

It is naturally not difficult to strengthen the rune ban.

"If you really want to thank me, take good care of Yunmeng." Ling Xianyu smiled and said, "If she is in trouble, don't blame me for being unwilling."

Hearing that, Meng Changhe's expression was clear, Shen said: "Mr. rest assured that even if I die, I will not let Yun Meng be harmed."

"Remember your words." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that she raised her hand and the rune manifested, flying to all directions.

Suddenly, Xian Fuzong's prohibition emerged, and those who didn't know it all thought it was the enemy's attack.

But as time passed, they all dispelled this idea.

Because rune bans have gradually increased, fools know that this is a great event.

"Looking at the entire Kunlun star, only one person can strengthen the prohibition of my fairy Fuzong!"

"Haha, thank you Mr. Ling, he is my nobleman of Xian Fuzong!"

"Yes, if it weren't for him, my immortal Fuzong would have been destroyed."

There was a lot of discussion, whether it was a high-weight elder or a low-rank ordinary disciple, bowing and saluting towards the source of runes to show their gratitude.