Painting of the Nine Immortals

All over the place, messy.

Lin Qingyi nestled in Ling Xian's arms on the stone bed, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile of satisfaction.

Ling Xian looked tender, looking at Lin Qingyi's perfect face, contented.

The beautiful lady who has been thinking about her dreams has finally become connected, and she is in harmony with each other, with a sense of joy and fulfillment, just as much as his sole respect.

"Tsing Yi, I still want it." Ling Xian coveted the tenderness of Lin Qingyi, stroking her snow-white skin with her palm, playing with a white rabbit.

"Lingxian ..." Lin Qingyi was emotional, thinking of the battle last night, her face flushed, her body soft.

At the moment, she stopped Lingxian from doing bad things, but she was soft and numb, and she couldn't make any effort.

In desperation, Lin Qingyi had to change the subject: "Don't make trouble, you have to do business."

"If you call me Xiangxiang, I will spare you." Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing that the business in Lin Qingyi's mouth was referring to the mysterious power of refining.

Last night, the mysterious power had poured into him. As long as he refined it, he could reach the ninth pole state, known as the world.

"Xiangong ..." Lin Qingyi was as gentle as water, with spring in her brow and eyes, and she was even more beautiful than before.

She kissed Ling Xian's face softly and said softly, "I'll treat you as she refines the power of Sister Ye's talent. I'll do whatever you want."

"This is what you said, and no remorse is allowed." Ling Xian raised his mouth and turned the two great powers of flood and waste into use, refining the mysterious power.

Suddenly, the pain came, and Ling Xian's face turned pale and cold sweat in a flash.

It was really painful. Wan Jian's penetration of the heart, peeling and broken bones were not enough.

"Lingxian ..." Lin Qingyi's face changed, and it was difficult to hide his worry and distress.

If possible, she is willing to bear all the pain for Ling Xian, even if it is a thousand swords, she will not hesitate.

Unfortunately, it is impossible.

Wanting to have a successful foundation and invincibility, Lingxian must bear the pain of violent arrows and no one can replace it.

"Don't worry, this pain is nothing," Ling Xianqiang laughed, his body trembling with pain, his face twisted.

It really hurts. Compared to the severe pain at this moment, the pain he experienced in the past is like a breeze blowing, not to mention.

Click!

The five internal organs were broken, the bones were broken, Lingxian's blood flowed endlessly, and the white clothes were dyed red.

This makes Lin Qingyi feel distressed, but can only watch it.

Ye Huashang said very clearly that it was easy to meet her and reach the ninth pole, and it was neither painful nor impossible to fail.

If the talents are transferred, the success rate will be less than 10%, and they will encounter pain that ordinary people can't bear.

In other words, the latter does not rely on Ye Huashang's talents, but on himself.

Only amazing people and strong generations can survive to the end and have a sound foundation.

Is Ling Xian stunning?

The answer is yes. Even handsome men who were once immortals and now gods all call him the unparalleled heavenly pride.

Is Lingxian strong?

The answer is also affirmative. So far, he has encountered countless despairs during his spiritual practice. The reason why he can go to this day depends on his ability and the other on his will.

Indomitable will like iron!

If he isn't strong enough, then looking at the eternal world, there will be no strong generation.

Therefore, even if the blood flow does not stop, Ling Xian's faith has not wavered.

As time passed, his body broke apart, but he failed to refine the mysterious power and failed to refine at all.

Too difficult, the mysterious power is like supreme immortal gold, the sky fire is difficult to change, and the immortal sword is difficult to break.

Lin Qingyi was worried and saw Ling Xian's painful cold sweat flow, her face was distorted, her eyes were red.

She loves Lingxian more than herself, preferring to suffer rather than suffer.

"Cough, don't worry, I can stand it." Ling Xian coughs up blood, only once. He won't give up anyway.

There are three reasons. One is the dream, the other is the universe, and the third is Lin Qingyi.

The deed of life and death is irresolvable. He must be invincible to guarantee that he will not die, and Lin Qingyi will not die.

The ninth pole is the first step of his invincible eternal.

"If you can't do anything, just give up. If you go on like this, you will die." Lin Qingyi's beautiful eyes filled with water mist, and Ling Xian could not bear torture.

"Rest assured, I won't bet your life on me."

Ling Xian coughs up blood. Although there is no hope at present, he is sure to stay to the end and refine the mysterious power.

He has the ancient blood of heaven, and his self-healing ability is amazing. After the inner world has transformed into a small world, his self-healing ability is even more appalling.

Coupled with Jiu Miaoyin's ability to rejuvenate, Ling Xian has the confidence to refine the mysterious power to reach the ninth pole!

At present, Lingxian pinched the mysterious treasure seal, and a little light shone over him.

Suddenly, his injury recovered quickly, and in just three breaths, he recovered 70%.

boom!

Mysterious forces are raging, damaging the five internal organs, breaking the bones, and even the two great achievements of the flood and wasteland are difficult to refine.

Fortunately, Lingxian's self-healing ability is amazing, and there is a magical method of rejuvenation.

Whenever serious injuries are dying, he exerts Jiu Miaoyin's ability to rejuvenate and pulls himself out of the gate.

Time passed quietly. After a long time, Lingxian refined a trace of mysterious power. Although it was minimal, it meant hope.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. After refining for a while, the next step is much simpler.

She trembled, her face was distorted, Lingxian looked pale, and finally realized what it means to die.

It was too difficult, that is, he changed for another person, and he couldn't hold it for half a quarter.

"Finally see hope."

Ling Xian coughed up her blood and looked at Lin Qingyi, who was in tears, and laughed strongly: "Don't worry, in two days, I can refine the strength in my body."

"Two days ..." Lin Qingyi smiled bitterly. She didn't know what kind of pain Ling Xian was suffering, but she knew that even the iron-hearted generation couldn't bear it.

Not to mention two days, even if it is two hours, it will be painful.

"It's only two days, and it's over soon." Ling Xian smiled lightly and wanted to pay for it.

Compared with the perfect foundation and the suppression of the current scenery, it is painful. What else?

boom!

Bloody, Lingxian madly operated the two great powers of flood and wasteland, and tried to refine the mysterious power.

If it succeeds, he will suppress the current life, which can be called the emperor.

If he loses, he will be astonished, and it will be harder to ask Ding Pin.

Time passed by bit by bit. Two days later, Ling Xian completely refined the mysterious power.

Although the flesh broke apart and blood flowed, he was awakened like an immortal king.

That is the prestige of foundation perfection, but also the prestige of the far-reaching ones, which means Lingxian reaches the peak of humanity and can suppress an era!

This is not an exaggeration at all. Throughout the history of the youth, the great emperors suppressing an era are all brought together by the nine great realms.

In other words, if you add to the Nine Polar Realms, you will stand on the peak of humanity, and honor the world!

"The ninth pole, I finally reached it."

Ling Xian stood up, the world-wide prestige swept across ten sides, shook the world, and shook the Three Realms.

It is too powerful. At this moment, Lingxian, like Tianzun straightened his backbone, climbed to the top for nine days and set foot on Huangquan.

It is no exaggeration to say that with his strength at the moment, it is enough to crush the close ones!

Even if the close members of the three major forces of the Bai family, the Mo family, and the Seven Saints Pavilion joined forces, they could not stop his worldly power!

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There is no third chapter.