Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Do you want to ..."

The old man's eyes lightened, but Ling Xian would refuse, and didn't even think about it.

Jinpao men and others were quite surprised.

But for them, that's a good thing.

Ling Xian was their only hope. If he stood on the side of the old man, they would really have no hope.

"I advise you to think clearly, even if you don't want to live long, you shouldn't be against me."

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said, "If you and I exchange identities, I only need one day to break the Taishan School's Hushan array."

"Are you threatening me?" Ling Xian said faintly, the old man meant that he was above all others.

This was already known when he saw the Super God Array.

"You can understand it this way. I advise you to believe rather than question it." The old man said lightly, "Notice that for more than 20,000 years, I have been a great master.

"I believe." Ling Xian sighed softly. Although he was the best of the great masters, the old man was better.

After all, the old man lived for more than 20,000 years, but he was less than two hundred years old.

"Not only do I trump on you, but there are thousands of **** arrays. You have no chance against me." The old man glanced at Ling Xian lightly.

"The odds are really small."

Ling Xian sighed, and the tactics were just above him. The trickiest part is that the old man has thousands of offensive and defensive arrays.

Although you can wave your hands when you reach the Grand Master's realm, it is not a high-level formation. If you want to set up a **** formation, it takes at least a moment.

It doesn't matter if the old man doesn't give him a moment, even if he does, he can't fight thousands of gods.

"Wrong, there is no chance."

The old man laughed and said, "I now give you two choices, one is to die, the other is to be my slave, choose one."

"As you said to the Patriarch of Taichu, you did not give me the right to choose." Ling Xian said faintly, "I am best at weakness and strength."

"Ha ha. It's better to be weak than strong." The old man laughed loudly, without concealing his irony.

"I'd like to see how you, who have no accomplishments and who are under me, have the advantage over the weak."

"Come on."

Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he had never faced the human battle since he practiced the meditation. He did not expect to encounter such a strong opponent for the first time.

The old man is so terrible, let alone say how strong his formation is, just talking about the thousands of **** arrays can crush him.

Yes, it is crushing.

That's thousands of offensive and defensive arrays. How can Lingxian resist without time?

Fortunately, thousands of God arrays have only arrays. If they are complete, then there is no need to fight.

"I ask you one last time, whether to choose to die or to give in."

The old man looked down at Ling Xian, surrounded by thousands of **** arrays.

"I said, you didn't give me the right to choose." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, the cold mang appeared.

He is so proud that he can never give in to the old man, even if he is dead, he must stand dead!

"Then I'll have to show you off the road." The old man's expression cooled down, and the **** array glowed, shining like the sun.

Seeing this, Ling Xian waved his hands into a wave, and the sword intended.

It was his own formation, the sword formation.

This array can be attacked and defended, which is quite extraordinary. The moment when it emerges, the sword awns open up to the sky.

"Sculpture of carving insects." The old man said indifferently, sweeping by immeasurable divine light, only a moment, he broke the sword array.

It is too powerful. Even a thousand swords can't stop it.

This made the man in the golden robe sigh, and Ling Xian sighed.

If given him time, he has the confidence to fight the old man. After all, he has a legacy of Qingming and knows too many powerful formations.

Even if the team is not as good as the old man, he may not lose.

Unfortunately, the old man will not give him time.

All Ling Xian can do is to fight for time while setting up while resisting.

"A grand master under 200 years old just thinks that it is incredible."

"Even me, I have to admit that your potential is above me. You can surpass me for up to a hundred years."

"Unfortunately, your practice time is too short. At this moment, you have no chance."

The old man said lightly, and the mighty power swept in all directions, leaving Lingxian's mouth to bleed, and backed up again and again.

"Ling Xiaoyou!" The man in the golden robe changed his face with guilt and helplessness.

The same is true for the elderly with white hair and the Supreme Master of Taichu Education.

Ling Xian could have stayed out of the matter because they pulled him into the whirlpool. How could it be worthy?

"Anyway, he won't be able to kill me in a short time." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that she raised her hands and turned into a large array, resisting the power of the **** array.

At the same time, he took out a lot of magical materials, and planned to arrange a supernatural array that could compete with the elderly.

This was his only chance. If he succeeded, he could crack the game. If he failed, he would die here.

"Do you only have this skill?" The old man sneered, teasing Lingxian like a cat and a mouse.

In this regard, Lingxian remained indifferent.

The old man teased him better, so that he had a chance to turn things around.

boom!

The divine light shone, the fierce power shook the world. Thousands of divine arrays showed power, and Lingxian coughed up blood, and his bones were broken.

It's too powerful. This is Lingxian. For others, it's long gone. "Haha, it's too weak to be vulnerable." The old man laughed loudly, holding the winning ticket.

Because he also lost the relationship between the three powers of the Fa soul body, he did not notice Lingxian's small movements.

"Damn! What kind of skill is it relying on the already formed formation?"

The man in the gold robe rushed to the crown angrily and said, "If you have the skills, you can give Ling Xiaoyou time!"

"Yes, you are invincible!" The old man in white angered.

"I am indeed invincible. There is no absolute fairness in the world. If I give him time to form an array, it is a fool."

The old man smiled, and the power of the **** array was shocking. Just for a moment, he let the man in the golden robe spray blood.

This is still in the case of Lingxian's shot, otherwise, they have disappeared.

Having lost the three strengths of the Fa-soul body, how can they resist the power of the Divine Array?

"I can't protect myself, and still care about others?" The old man glanced at Ling Xian lightly, and said, "I have pity on your talents, and I want to give you a way to live, but unfortunately, you don't know what to do."

"You don't give the road to life, but the road to humiliation."

"My Lingxian is proud, how can I be a slave and let it be your mercy?"

Ling Xianmu's eyes were cold, and the endless array of lines became apparent, turning into a large array, or attacking or defending, and powerfully killed the elderly.

At the same time, he secretly lined up, waiting for the opportunity to come back.

"well said!"

The man in the Jinpao was boiling with blood, and said, "Ling Xiaoyou, if I am lucky to die, I will be drunk with you!"

"You are not so lucky."

The old man gave a cold look to the man in Jinpao and said, "When I have packed him, I will send you to the road."

The words fell, and the Thousands of Gods array glowed, smashing the formations under Lingxian cloth.

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There is no third chapter, think about the next plot.