Painting of the Nine Immortals

simple?

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. She didn't say the first six levels. Is the seventh level simple?

More than five hundred heads of the top ten horrors, even the true immortal ancestor, have scalp tingling.

Is level eight easy?

The second day of the legendary calamity, look at the same level, who can fight?

That is, Lingxian, a peerless demon evil, can stay to the end and retreat from the whole body.

It is no exaggeration to say that customs clearance is as difficult as ever. For tens of thousands of years, only Lingxian has cleared the customs!

"Yuner, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Qinger sighed and said, "You should understand how difficult the next few levels are."

After hearing the words, Meng Yun was silent and speechless.

Here in the Nine Levels, one level is more difficult than the other. She has passed the fourth level and naturally understands how difficult the next levels are.

"Brother, I thought I had overestimated you, but I didn't expect it to be underestimated."

Wang Qinger smiled bitterly and said, "The meaning of your existence is to fight against the Tianjiao Wizards and make them realize that they are just ordinary people."

"Sister is overrated."

Ling Xianquan, Wang Lier means that in front of him, all Tianjiao Wizards are overshadowed and can't compare with him.

"you are too humble."

Wang Qinger sighed and said, "What's the harvest?"

"Very big."

Ling Xian smiled a little, became a close man, and won't say when he got the source of the bright moon. Most importantly, he solved the mystery and learned the truth.

In other words, the direction is clear.

His enemy is both the invincible sacred ancestor and the Supreme Heavenly Way. To save all beings, he must cut and kill the Heavenly Heavenly Way.

"If I haven't guessed wrong, you should have set foot on the path." Wang Er'er gave Ling Xian a complicated look.

Those who are not close, Ling Xian can easily suppress her. At this moment, she has no qualifications to fight with her.

"My sister has good eyesight."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. At this moment, he truly stands at the peak of humanity. Below enlightenment, he is the strongest.

"Congratulations on your invincibility." Wang Qing'er looked complex. She was more than two thousand years older than Ling Xian, but her achievements were less than one tenth of his.

Meng Yun is the same.

She looked at Ling Xian with bitterness and admiration.

Ling Xian's achievements are too brilliant. Not to mention the same generation, even the old monster who has lived for thousands of years, he will admire it.

"Sister, I'm going to the borderless continent, and I won't go back to Huangquan Valley with you." Ling Xian smiled slightly. The source of the bright moon was already in his hand. He should go to Qing Wan and let it transform into a true cold moon.

At the moment, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the borderless continent.

Half a month later, Lingxian fell into the courtyard, and saw Qing sitting in the evening under the peach tree, toiling Yuehua, closing her eyes to practice.

"Girl, I have got the source of the moon." Ling Xian smiled gently, the source of the moon appeared, bright and sacred, mysterious and unpredictable.

Qing Wan opened her eyes, it was difficult to hide the surprise.

Not only because of the source of the bright moon, but also because of seeing Lingxian.

At present, she stood up and looked curiously at the source of Mingyue, saying, "Master, is this the same as Zhiyinzhu, which can transform me into a cold moon yin body?"

"Yes, the source of refining the bright moon, you are the true cold moon corpse."

"It is difficult to refine the source of the moon based on your cultivation, but don't worry, I will help you."

Ling Xian's smile gradually converged, and she said, "Calm down and discard distractions."

Hearing that, Qing Wan concentrated on his mind and firmed his faith.

Lengyue Yin body is one of the nine holy bodies, and has the power to dominate the same order. No matter what, she must refine the source of the moon!

"The time for metamorphosis has arrived, and soon, you will be able to transform the dragon soaring." Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep, and the source of the moon was inserted into Qing Wan's body, and then she was refined with mana.

boom!

The mana is turbulent, the anger is high, the night is pale, the cold sweat is painful, the body is shaking.

However, she gritted her teeth and refused to give up.

Qing Wan seems weak, but she is stubborn. No one can change what she believes.

Therefore, even though it was painful, Qing Wan never thought of giving up.

This makes Ling Xian feel relieved.

For the practitioners, talent is very important, chance is very important, and persistence is also very important.

Without the determination to persevere, even the Son of God cannot reach the top.

"Be patient. After half an hour, you are the true cold moon corpse."

Seeing Qing Wan's painful face twisted, Ling Xian was distressed, and she ran the two great powers of flood and waste to help her refine the source of the bright moon.

"Master, rest assured, I will stick to it."

Qing Wan smiled strongly. The reason why she didn't give up was that she wanted to be the cold body of the cold moon, and the second was that she didn't want to let Ling Xian down.

Time passed by bit by bit. After half an hour, the source of the bright moon dissipated, and the evening cleared away.

Temperament first, her temperament is not bad before. But it depends on who it is.

Compared with the avenue fairy fish search truth, she fell into the wind, but at this moment, her temperament is not inferior to the fish search truth.

It is cold and dusty, aloof, and clear, like a fairy in the cold winter, a little less rhyme than Yu Xunzhen, but a little more cold.

Followed by Xiu Wei.

Before the clear night, Xiu was only in the late period of the eighth state. At this moment, she was already in the early period of the ninth state.

Moreover, she has a magnificent momentum, much more powerful than the monks in the early ninth period!

boom!

As soon as the moon appears, the shadows appear, and the traces are sweeping around, and the divine power is shocked.

Cold Moon Fairy Bone!

One of the nine strongest immortal bones is similar to the invitation of the total moon ascension, but it is far more powerful than the invitation of the total moon ascension, and is not weaker than any of the taboo methods.

"Finally transformed."

Looking at the cold and dusty clear evening, Ling Xian smiled lightly, from her inner joy.

Qing Wan was his disciple. She became stronger, and there was light on his face.

Besides, Qing Wan transformed into a true cold moon corpse, and he could awaken the cold moon fairy bone.

"Master, I succeeded." Qing Wan smiled like a flower, expressing joy.

As long as she was refined into Yinzhu, she was looking forward to the day when she transformed into a true cold moon corpse. At this moment, she wished that she would be ecstatic.

"Congratulations on your transformation into Lengyue Yin body. Looking at the two realms, few people can compete with you at the same level."

Ling Xian praised him. Of the four disciples, Qing Wan was the worst qualified, but at the moment, Qing Wan is the most qualified and the highest qualified.

"Thank you, Master. Without you, there would be no me today."

Qing Wan smiled sweetly, and the Yinzhu was Lingxian, and so was the source of Mingyue. Without him, she wouldn't be able to transform Longxiang.

"Thank you, me."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "I can safely leave when I see you transformed into a cold moon."

"Master is leaving again ..." Qing Wan's eyes were dim, and he couldn't bear to hide.

"I'm going to Cabernet Sauvignon. After that, I have to leave the foreign land."

Ling Xian sighed sighly, for him, the foreign land is the fiercest place, if you stay for a moment, it will be more dangerous.

If he didn't want the power of the startling lake, he would leave now.

"Master, take care all the way, and when I have the ability, I will go to the universe to find you." Qing Wan looked seriously, his words were strong, and he made a sound.

"it is good."

Ling Xian rubbed Qingya's little head and smiled gently: "Send me a drop of the blood of the origin."

Hearing that, Qing Wan didn't want to think about it, and immediately forced a drop of blood of origin.

When she wanted to come, her life was all Ling Xian, what was a drop of original blood?