Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the dense forest, Zhan Ge's expression was dull, but Ling Xian was not so powerful.

The old man in black was also shocked, panic-stricken.

He is a close man who sweeps the world. There are only two people who can easily destroy his full blow, one is the invincible, and the other is the perfect peerless Tianjiao.

Whichever it is, he can't mess with existence!

"Who the **** are you? With this strength, you will never remain silent." The old man in black looked ugly and resigned.

He had realized how powerful Lingxian was, and he was not in a position to fight it. If he didn't go, there would only be a dead end.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you lose."

Ling Xian glanced gently at the old man in black, then turned his eyes to Zhan Ge, and said, "Do you need me to send him on the road?"

After hearing that, the old man in black changed his face, and said, "Sir, I am the elder of the war clan. Although you are strong, you are not invincible."

"Dying to death, dare to threaten me?"

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. He offended too many invincibles, let alone one more and ten more. He didn't care.

"Not a threat, but a warning."

The old man in black face was sinking into the water and said, "It is not wise to oppose our war tribe."

"I do not care."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, looking at the wounded body, and she said, "Is it killing or letting go?"

"Kill!" Zhan Ge gritted his teeth, and the old man in black slaughtered the Patriarch. How could he not hate it?

"it is good."

Ling Xian's expression turned cold, and the heavenly axe flared out of the world. His power trembled all over the world, and its potential swept across the wasteland.

"Do not!"

The old man in black was terrified and said: "Zhan Ge, I'm your uncle, you can't kill me!"

"I don't have your third uncle!"

Zhan Ge rushed to the crown and said, "Even when you slaughtered the people in my main line regardless of your blood relationship, you are no longer my uncle, but my endless enemy!"

"I ..." The old man in black was speechless. He was indifferent and had no right to blame the injustice.

"It's almost time, you should be on your way."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold and cold, and the axe of the **** of heaven fell, like the fairy king's enlightenment device, the invincible, breaking the realm.

The old man in black was terrified, and the mysterious magic power came out, and he fought hard to resist.

Unfortunately, it can't be stopped.

The heavenly axe is bright and radiant, like cutting tofu, easily destroying the secret treasures of the elderly in black.

puff!

A drop of blood spilled, the old man in black was torn apart, and his soul was almost dissipated.

There is no way, the difference is too disparate, Lingxian can kill the old man in black without any effort.

"No! You can't kill me!"

"My second brother is already a god, you dare to kill me, he will never let you go!"

The old man in black trembled with horror.

There is no way to be afraid, Ling Xian is terrible, let alone fight back, he has no power to fight!

"I said, I don't care."

Ling Xian's expression was cold, the mountains and rivers fell, and the immense amount of light filled the sky, shattering the old man in black into slag.

The blood rain was raging, and the form and spirit were destroyed. The old man in black died, and the immortal king came, and he could not be brought back to life.

"This is over ..." Zhan Ge was stunned, never thinking that the battle would end so soon.

It's really incredible. In a blink of an eye, Ling Xian killed the close man who dominates the world. This is easier than drinking saliva!

"Kill the path like a pig butcher ..."

Zhan Ge's heart caused a huge wave. He was not the first to see the strong, but he did not become enlightened, but left the close to him with no power.

Therefore, in addition to his grateful look at Ling Xian, he was in awe.

"Don't look at me with awe, don't thank me." Ling Xian smiled lightly. Zhan Ge was one of his few friends. He didn't want the friendship between the two to fade because of his strength.

"The legendary foundation is flawless. How can I be disrespectful?"

"My predecessors saved my life, reunion, can I not thank?"

Zhan Ge gave a ritual to Ling Xian and said, "I will keep this in mind and never forget it."

"There is no need to say thank you between me and you." Ling Xian smiled slightly, dispersed her camouflage, and restored her original appearance.

"Lingxian ?!" Zhan Ge exclaimed, her eyes were about to stare out.

He never dreamed that the predecessors who joined the Nine Great Polar Realms and crushed the old man in black turned out to be Lingxian who could not cross him!

"Are you surprised?" Lingxian chuckled, as Wuxian came to dust, dancing lightly in white, charming.

"It's not an accident, it's a shock."

"Unexpectedly, in the past few years, you have a good foundation. Even the close ones are not your opponents. No, you are not qualified to fight you."

Zhan Ge shook his head and smiled bitterly. Before that, he wondered why Ling Xian had saved his life by offending Zhan, and asked him if he would send the old man in black to the road.

At this moment he understood that the senior he thought was a close friend who shared his troubles.

"The fluke has a good foundation and has the strength to suppress those who are close to you." Ling Xian smiled slightly, a little light emerged, covering the battle.

Suddenly, Zhan Ge's injury recovered quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was all right.

"It's not suppression, it's crushing."

"Killing those who are close to you is very outrageous if you drink water to eat."

Zhan Ge sighed and said, "I thought I could catch up with you. Now it seems that there is no hope in this life."

"You are not a beauty, don't chase me." Ling Xian joked with a smile.

This made Zhan Ge startled for a moment, then laughed loudly, the awe disappeared, and he was no longer restrained.

A joke from Ling Xian made him realize that Ling Xian hadn't changed. He was still the friend who drunk him 300 cups.

"It is a pity that there is no wine, otherwise, I will be drunk with you." Zhan Ge regretted.

"I have wine, but you also have a story." Ling Xian smiled lightly, wondering what happened to the warriors, and why Zhan Ge would be hunted down.

At the moment, he flung his sleeves, and two wines emerged.

The wine is fragrant and intoxicating, and Zhan Ge smiles bitterly. "Wine is good wine. Unfortunately, I only have sad stories."

"Speaking out, it will be better." Ling Xian sighed softly. Through the dialogue between the old man in black and Zhan Ge, he could infer a rough idea.

The ancestors of the warriors fell, and the patriarch who should have inherited the source of the gods was assassinated by the branches, and the patriarch's vein was also washed away.

"Half a month ago, the ancestor was dead, his elder brother went to the small world to inherit the source of the gods, and as a result, he was brutally poisoned."

"Everyone in the lineage of the patriarch died as much as possible. I was lucky to escape because I was not in the family."

"You see what happened afterwards. I was chased and killed by that bastard. Fortunately, I met you. Otherwise, I have lost my soul."

Zhan Ge sighs, it is difficult to hide the meaning of sadness, and it is difficult to hide the deep hatred.

"Although the gods cannot live forever, they also have a life span of 30,000 years."

"If I remember correctly, the ancestors of the warrior set foot in the gods through sacrifices to heaven hundreds of years ago, why did they end their lives?"

Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, puzzled.

The **** can live for 30,000 years, plus things that extend life, and less can also live for 40,000 years. How can it only fall for a few hundred years?

"Because of the sacrifice to set foot in the realm of god, the ancestors can only live for hundreds of years."

Zhan Ge sighed and said, "Even with the legendary longevity treasure, we can't let our ancestors live for a while.