Painting of the Nine Immortals

Divine light is immense, dazzling and dazzling, two peerless fairy shadows are looming, and the king is in the realm of the Three Realms, and is eternal.

Everyone present was terrified and chilled, even the close ones were no exception.

"One true immortal, one saint ancestor, is interesting." The cycle of evil thoughts converges blood, and the shadow of the **** light disappears.

Obviously, as long as you do not attack Xianling, invincible Taoying will not appear.

Everyone at the scene was relieved, as strong as a close man, and their backs were soaked.

Evil thoughts, reincarnation, or even the shadow of the world, are terrible. How can everyone not panic?

"No wonder the tomb is completely opposite, the same as water and fire ..." The evil thoughts reincarnate themselves, turning into a streamer, entering the fairy tomb.

One is because I want to kill Lingxian, and the other is because of this amazing tomb.

Who is not interested in both the true immortal and the invincible sage?

Everyone at the scene also wanted to go in, but few people dared to enter it, especially after the evil reincarnation cycle was revealed, and no one dared to enter.

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The tomb of Zhenxian is dark and horrifying, making people shudder.

Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, looking at the two forks, and finally understood why there are two opposite tombs in Xianling.

Because of this, two enlightened people are buried here, one is the true immortal, and the other is the sacred ancestor.

"Left is true immortal, right is sacred ancestor."

Ling Xianxing's eyes are deep, the fork road on the left is as warm as summer, the fork road on the right is as cold as winter, and there is the origin of the exotic ancestors.

Therefore, Lingxian will learn that there is a true immortal and an ancestor buried here.

Therefore, he believes that the left fork road leads to the tomb of Zhenxian, and the right fork road leads to the tomb of Saint Ancestor.

"Do you mean that there is a true immortal and a sacred ancestor buried here?" Shu Ling's pupils shrank, and the sky was soaring inside.

The world knows that this is the tomb of Zhenxian, and he also thinks that he never thought that in addition to the true immortal, an invincible sage was buried here.

This is really amazing. When it is passed on, the entire universe must be shaken!

"Yes, Zhenxian and Saint Ancestor are deadly opponents. They cannot be buried together.

Ling Xian's brow froze tightly. He already knew why a large tomb would have two opposite tombs, but he hadn't figured out what Zhenxian repaired or what the ancestor destroyed.

"We shouldn't come in."

Shu Ling sighed. If the ancestor fell completely, it's okay to say, but if the remnant is still there, then he and Ling Xian are in danger.

"We have no choice but to die in the grave of evil thoughts."

"What's more, we may not die, there is a true immortal here besides the sacred ancestor."

Looking at the fork on the left, Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, wondering what the true immortal repaired, and what the ancestor destroyed.

Right now, he took a big step forward.

Seeing this, Shu Ling sighed helplessly, followed closely behind.

This is the end of the matter, there is no other way to go, can only go rashly.

There were no winds and waves all the way, the top ten horrors in the tomb, and other dangers, neither of them met.

After half an hour, the two came to an end and saw a red seal on one side.

Wrapping around the immortality, blooming with light, Baoyin is as heavy as a mountain of 100,000, overwhelming the heavens and the world.

Those amazing powers are not weaker than the Xianding of the Temple of the Craftsman, nor are they weaker than the Nantianmen in the tomb.

"Fairy!"

The tree is moving, the endless branches dance wildly, and the light is shining.

"Don't be nervous. If Zhenxian wanted to kill us, we would have died."

Ling Xian carefully looked at the sacred treasure seal and said, "If I didn't guess wrong, the immortal soul still exists."

"You didn't guess wrong, I was in the device of the sermon, barely keeping a trail of remnants."

Baoyin glowed, turned into a man in Tsing Yi, ordinary face, ordinary temperament.

His body is ambiguous and looming, it is clear that he may dissipate at any time.

"The younger Lingxian, I have seen the fairy." Lingxian looked as usual, neither shocked nor excited.

One is that I have long guessed that the true immortal soul is still there, and the other is that he has seen too many enlightened persons, and naturally he will not be excited.

"You don't have to be polite, your heart is calm."

Zhenxian smiled lightly. Although he is a remnant and may dissipate at any time, but who is his identity, who can take it calmly?

"The fairy is over."

Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep and she said, "Dare to ask the fairy, what are you repairing?"

"You see it?"

Zhenxian gave Lingxian an admiration glance, and said, "I'll give you a hint. Whether you can guess depends on whether you are smart or not."

"Please tell me." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and when prompted, he believed he could guess.

Zhenxian narrowed her smile and said, "I ask you, what does the universe need most?"

Hearing that Ling Xian was shocked and finally knew what Zhen Xian was repairing.

The universe is anxious and troubled, and the wind and the waves are swaying. It needs invincibles to fight against foreign countries.

However, what the universe needs most is not invincible, but complete heaven.

Only when the heavens are flawless can the endless invincibles of the universe be born!

"It turns out that the immortals are repairing the heavens, and the immortals are admired." Ling Xian sighed and fell, but she still remembers the universe, and she can sing and cry.

"Gaoyi can't talk about it, I just use my spare heat."

Zhenxian sighed and said, "Unfortunately, someone made a stalk from it. I repaired it. He destroyed it and it hasn't worked."

"No effect at all?" Ling Xian frowned, knowing that the saboteur was the saintly ancestor.

"No, I repaired it. He destroyed it. Thirty thousand years later, the heavens are getting worse and worse."

"Maybe in tens of thousands of years, no one in the universe can cultivate."

Zhenxian sighed, he has tried his best to repair the Heavenly Way with the mysterious tomb, but the holy ancestor also knew the tomb.

"No one can practice ..." Ling Xian was shocked and realized the seriousness of the problem.

How can a world full of mortals block foreign land?

"Dare to ask the immortal, is there any way to kill the ancestor?" Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and the cold mang appeared.

As long as the ancestor falls, he can destroy the grave and repair the heavenly ways.

"Yes, but the result will be the same. At that time, the grave potential for repairing Tiandao will be broken, and the grave potential for destroying Tiandao will disappear."

Zhenxian sighed. If he could kill that ancestor, he would have already started, why wait till now?

"Will it all disappear ..." Ling Xian's brows frowned, and disappearing was no different from being there.

At the moment, he seriously looked at the man in Tsing Yi and said, "Can the fairy tell me to repair the tomb of Tiandao?"

"Do you want to build a large tomb elsewhere?" Zhenxian guessed Lingxian's plan.

"Yes, only in this way can it be possible to repair the heavens and ask the immortal to teach me." Ling Xian said in a deep voice.

"It's useless, repairing the Tao of Heaven is not easy, and no matter how mysterious tomb is."

"Only with the foundation of Xiandao and the mysterious tomb, is it possible."

Zhenxian sighed softly and said, "Even if I teach it to you, it won't help."

"The foundation of Xiandao ..." Ling Xian shuddered and shook her head with a grin.

He has seen a lot of true immortals, but in addition to the fallen immortals in other countries, how can there be living true immortals?

"The only way to do this is to wait for the ancestor's residual soul to dissipate."

Zhenxian sighed helplessly, "But I'm afraid I can't wait that day. Repair is far more difficult than destruction. After 30,000 years, I can't hold on."