Painting of the Nine Immortals

The day is high and dazzling.

On the star boat, four white-haired old men stood against their hands, all magnificent and as heavy as a mountain.

They looked at Ling Xian who was blocking the way, eyes narrowed, and the cold mang appeared.

"You guessed wrong, not three of them, but four." Ling Xian smiled lightly, dancing white, and flowing dust.

"It doesn't matter if you are three people or four people." Hu Sheng smiled.

"It really isn't." Ling Xian chuckled. All four were in the middle of the sacred realm, and their foundation was much worse than him. Even if they joined forces, they could not threaten him.

"Hu Sheng, you are out of sleep ..."

An old man in black looked gloomy and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "You saved him?"

"Yes, he is my friend. How can there be no reason to die?" Ling Xian said lightly.

"Dare to save him is to fight against my Seven Saints Pavilion."

"I have more offensive forces and don't care about an additional Seven Sages."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. My trip is for boat hijacking. If you don't want to die, you better retreat."

"Dare to rob me of the treasures of the Seven Saints Pavilion, you are really looking for death." The old man in black was surging and murderous.

So did the three.

boom!

The divine power swept through the heavens and earth, and the four powerful men in the midst of the sacred state were full of momentum, making the monks on the star boat trembling and shaking.

"With you, you can't kill me." Ling Xian's expression was calm, her palm fell, her repulsion broke up.

At the same time, there is no match for the mighty and mighty, the sky and the earth are discolored, and the sky is sad.

"Late in the holy realm?" The old man in black was startled, and the three also moved.

They are only in the middle of the sacred realm. Even if their lives are spared, Lingxian cannot be shaken. How can they not change color?

At the moment, the four of them looked at each other and saw the resignation in each other's eyes.

boom!

The fierce power shook the world, and the gods' hands shook the sky. Lingxian was like the **** of war in the lower realm. With only one palm, four people coughed up blood.

The difference is too disparate, like Da Ri and candlelight, there is no qualification to compare them.

"It's so strong, he's not the ordinary late in the holy realm, but the pride of heaven!"

The old man in black was shocked, and the three old men were also afraid.

There is no way, Ling Xian only made four of them cough and blood in one move, which is enough proof that how big the gap is, it is impossible to defeat him!

At the moment, all four lost their courage to flee and fled.

Seeing this, Ling Xian swarmed into the sky, and a strong suction emerged, pulling the four back.

The next instant, the suction became repulsive, causing the four to spray blood wildly, cracking their flesh.

"What a terrible strength is definitely the level of Qitianjiao!"

"Damn, if my heirs to the Seven Sacred Courts are here, he will be able to shatter his body!"

"Come on, we are not his opponents!"

The old man in black was horrified, and there was only one thought in his mind.

escape!

The farther you can escape, the better!

At the moment, the four crushed the Baiyu token and disappeared instantly.

"It's another space move. The Seven Saints Pavilion is rich in wealth." Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but any treasure that can be moved in space can be regarded as valuable and rare.

This shows how profound the Seven Saints Pavilion is.

"Escape, escape. My purpose is just the treasure on the Star Boat." Hu Sheng smiled and boarded the Star Boat.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

As soon as he got on the ship, the people at Qisheng Pavilion immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.

There is no way, he can suppress the four mid-strength powerful men with one stroke, and let the four flee in a hurry. Can they not be afraid?

"I have no intention of killing the bandits and leaving." Ling Xian said lightly. These people are just small fish and shrimp. There is no need to increase the killing.

After listening to his words, everyone was overjoyed and left Star Boat.

"So many treasures, Qi Shengge searched too hard."

Hu Sheng sighed softly at the countless spirits and feces, and then he showed a happy smile.

"If the senior members of the Seven Saints Pavilion knew that the treasures they had searched for had been in our storage bags, and they would probably spit blood."

"Hold it all, I don't need these mortal things." Ling Xian chuckled. To others, these were precious things, but to him, it was nothing.

He is already a rich enemy. What is the use of ordinary things?

"I hold everything. Keep the thousands of **** stones."

"You're welcome, but you saved my life, and without you, I could not have hijacked the ship." Hu Sheng swung his sleeves, put ordinary things into storage bags, and left thousands of **** stones.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took thousands of **** stones into his pocket, and then looked at the Seven Saints Pavilion ’s stronghold at Gou Chenxing, and said, “Let ’s go, I will help you regain Gou Chenxing.”

After speaking, he emptied the air and walked in the wind.

Hu Sheng then set off, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes.

Not worrying that Ling Xian could not suppress the strong man in the late stage of entering the sacred realm, but that he was the successor of the Seven Saints Pavilion.

The Seven Saints Pavilion is one of the six giants in the city of questioning. The heirs of each generation are the pride of the heavens. No less than seven days of pride, can he not worry?

...

Above the pavilion, an elderly man in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged, dazzling the light and flowing the rhyme.

Those styles, like the invincible Taoist ancestors, are above all beings.

At this moment, two silhouettes fell, one in white as snow, unique style, and one in black as ink.

It is Ling Xian and Hu Sheng.

"Sure enough."

The old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes.

"Are you waiting for us?" Ling Xian held her hands behind her back, extraordinary and elegant, and dusty.

"Those incompetent things have been rumored to me, I guess, you will come here to kill me." The old man in Tsing Yi rose up, as the King of God awoke, swallowed Liuhe and Bahuang.

"I guessed but didn't leave. It seems that you are confident that you can kill me." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The old man in Tsing Yi was a strong man in the late stage of the Holy Land, and his foundation was quite good, but it was inferior to the others.

"Yes, a junior, also wanted me to run away and dream."

The old man in Tsing Yi glanced at Ling Xian a little, and said, "When I asked about the city, you were not born yet."

"In addition to showing that you have lived for years, what else can you prove?"

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, and said, "If you live longer and stronger, that kind of creature like turtles has long been a solemn honor."

"The teeth are sharp."

The old man in Tsing Yi sneered and said, "Dare to oppose my Seven Saints Pavilion, boy, I'll take you on my way."

The words fell, a suit of armor emerged, the fire suddenly rose, and Kowloon shook the sky.

The next moment, the old man in Tsing Yi soared immensely and approached the Supreme State infinitely.

This moved Hu Sheng and moved his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "Are you sure?"

"Suppressing him is not difficult." Ling Xian's expression was calm. With his strength to sweep the same level, even if the old man in Tsing Yi infinitely approached the Supreme, he was not his opponent.

"Be arrogant, don't think you have a good foundation, you can run wild."

The old man in Tsing Yi looked cold and pointed out, and Kowloon Xingying opened his teeth and claws, cracking the sky.