Painting of the Nine Immortals

"It's unbelievable that the elders of Seven Saints Court were beaten by him without any help."

"Only at the level of seven heavenly pride, can we surpass one of the eight extreme realms and break through the heavenly pride of the three realms, and ask when will the city of Ding emerge again?

"What a terrible strength, even if we all join together, I am afraid it will not shake him in the slightest."

Looking at the handsome man who was kneeling on the ground and unable to move, everyone in the presence took a cool breath. In addition to shock on his face, it was fear.

"Damn!" Jun Xiu's face was distorted, and he was furious.

He is the elder of the Seven Saints Court, overlooking the vast majority of the world, but at this moment is kneeling to the ground, which is undoubtedly a shame!

"Apologize."

Ling Xian glanced at the handsome man and said, "Otherwise, I'll kill you."

"dream!"

Junxiu man gritted his teeth and said, "I am the elder of Seven Saints Pavilion, you dare to kill me, Seven Saints Pavilion will not let you go!"

"Dare to threaten me? You really don't see the coffin and don't cry." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and he pointed out that Shenguang was like a fairy sword, piercing the handsome man's left shoulder.

puff!

Blood splattered, the handsome man was sorrowful in the sky, the painful cold sweat flowed, his body was shaking.

"Are you awake? Without it, I don't mind piercing your right shoulder." Ling Xian said lightly, softly, but it fell into Jun Xiu's man's ears, but it was like a thunderstorm.

"No, don't kill me!"

The handsome man was terrified and finally realized how terrible he was.

He relied on his strength and background, not worth mentioning in front of Ling Xian!

"It seems you are awake."

Ling Xian glanced at the handsome man and said: "Apologize, if I refuse again, I will have to send you on the road."

After hearing that, the handsome man regretted it, and regretted that he should not break his word.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

He didn't want to stand and apologize, so he could only kneel and apologize.

"If I apologize, will you let me go?" The handsome man stared at Lingxian.

"You are not qualified to bargain with me, you can only do as I say." Ling Xian looked indifferent, as the emperor came to the earth and overlooked all beings.

"it is good."

The handsome man tolerated humiliation and turned his attention to the man. He said, "I was wrong, and I ask you to have a lot of adults, don't give me general insight."

After speaking, he turned his eyes to the woman and repeated what he had said to the man.

Hearing that the men and women both laughed, and their anger was gone.

Before, the handsome man looked down at them with a high attitude, but at this moment kneeled down and apologized. Couldn't the two feel happy?

At present, the two turned their eyes to Lingxian with gratitude.

If it weren't for Lingxian, they wouldn't say they were out of breath. Whether they could leave alive is unknown.

"You don't need to say thank you, just meditate."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and looked at the handsome man, saying, "Remember, don't provoke me again, otherwise I won't give you another chance."

"Don't dare." Jun Xiu's man smiled bitterly. He wanted to break Lingxian into tens of thousands of corpses, but he didn't dare to borrow a hundred guts.

Ling Xian is not only the king who swept through the same ranks, but also the strongest in the late stage of sacred realm. Unless he is a supreme power, otherwise, who can kill him?

"This is the typical toasting without eating and drinking. If he is willing to gamble to lose, will he lose his face?"

"Well, don't want to stand and apologize, you have to kneel."

"He's been sweeping his face, and if he passed it on, it would be a laughing stock."

There was a lot of talk and it was hard to hide the irony.

This caused Junxiu's lungs to explode, but he had nothing to say.

He is indeed shameless, and it is foreseeable that he will be reduced to a laughing stock and become the talk of the world after tea.

Right now, the handsome man left quickly, not even the opportunity to break the border.

Seeing this, everyone turned their eyes to Lingxian, as if looking at a god, full of awe.

They made up their minds, and must keep in mind Lingxian's face, so as not to open their eyes later and provoke this cruel man.

"It's over. When they break into the final stage of the Holy Land, I will leave." Ling Xian said to herself, then closed her eyes and waited patiently.

Just as he closed his eyes, a voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"I want something."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the power of the soul swept across, trying to find the speaker.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Everyone is absorbing the essence of ten **** spirits, nothing abnormal.

"You don't have to waste any effort, I want to hide, you can't find me." The voice reproduced, nothingness, hard to find.

"Who are you?" Ling Xian frowned, feeling the voice familiar.

"I am the spirit of the mystery."

The sound of indifference sounded, "The voice you hear when you enter the Holy Land is me."

"Spirit of the mystery ..." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed. The spirit of the mystery was similar to the instrumental spirit, with thought and intelligence, but not belonging to the spirit race.

Before, he thought that the grand voice was one of the six gatekeepers, but he did not expect it to be the spirit of the mystery.

At the moment, Ling Xian asked: "What are you doing to me?"

"Make an elixir and give it to the owner's old friend."

The spirit of the mystery began, saying: "This Dan is only qualified to refining the master who understands the power of the origin. I waited for thousands of years and finally arrived."

"So it is."

Ling Xian's eyebrows stretched out. Before that, he felt that the test of Dan Dao was specially designed for the Grand Master. At this moment he finally understood why only the Grand Master who understood the power of the roots could pass the test of Dan Dao.

"The master's last wish, I must fulfill it, please help me." The spirit of the mysterious voice said in a deep voice, faintly expressing the petition.

For thousands of years, Lingxian is the only one who has passed the test of Dandao. If you miss it, I do n’t know when I can wait for the next one.

"What can you give me?" Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and he had no friendship with the spirit of the mysterious world, and naturally he wouldn't help.

"Master's Dan Tao heritage."

Secret Spirit Road: "He is also a master who understands the power of the origin. I believe his ancestral heritage should allow you to achieve excellence."

"Not enough." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The Dan Tao heritage of the Lord of the Holy Land is indeed useful to him. As long as he perceives it, Dan Tao accomplishment will definitely improve.

However, it is the so-called bargaining price, sitting on the ground to repay the money, he naturally wants to bargain.

"Then what do you want?" The mysterious spirit asked.

"Ten perfect gods."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Only the great master who understands the power of the origin is qualified to refine the elixir. It is conceivable how difficult this elixir can be. Not enough. "

"No, at most one."

The spirit of the mystery refused, saying: "If the six forces do not occupy this place, I can give them all to you, but if there are six supreme beings, I will give you at most one."

"One will do." Ling Xian's smile was rich for a few minutes. He hadn't expected that the Spirit of the Mystery could give him ten perfect gods. It was an unexpected joy.

"You go forward, and you will see a casserole thirty miles away, where there are fangs and magic potions."

Secret Spirit: "As long as you make ten gods, you can choose whatever you want."