Painting of the Nine Immortals

In mid-air, the ice-blue blood was suspended, and the bright moon was faintly visible, mysterious.

It is the blood of Lengyue Yin body.

For others, this blood is useless, even ten drops are useless.

But for Lingxian, it means Lengyue Xiangu, it also means that he is one step away from the nine great immortals.

At present, Lingxian is calm and calm, refining the original blood of Lengyue Yin body.

For half an hour, the true blood turned into a mysterious power, crouching on the spine of Lingxian, and when it arrived, it would turn into the cold moon fairy bone.

"It's just the no-bone fairy bones and no-goal sword bones."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, Yu Xunzhen obeyed him, Lin Cangqiang had a good relationship with him, and the nine immortals were all in one.

At the moment, he rubbed Qingye's little head and said, "If you are in trouble, you can go to Zongge or Huangquan Valley."

"I made a note of it, and respected the Master." Qing Wan was reluctant, and secretly resolved that he must go to the universe when he is capable.

"Take care of you, too." Ling Xian smiled mildly, and he had broken the Five Realms to complete it. If he could get the power of the source of Jingshen Lake, he would be able to surpass the sixth pole.

At the moment, he was born with nine heavenly wings and flew towards the continent.

...

A major event has recently occurred on the mainland of Cabernet Sauvignon.

Jingshen Lake was born and challenged the heroic heroic heroic heroic hero.

Even if it is the master of the Cabernet Sauvignon, the strongest heir to the Jing clan is not an opponent.

In the eyes of the world, this means that the Holy Tribe is worse than the restricted area.

Therefore, the rumors spread, in addition to the Lord and the faction smiled, the main war sects sent out outstanding children, one after another to challenge the shocking God Lake.

As a result, they all lost.

Surprisingly, the legendary lake is so ridiculous that it has swept through its contemporaries and is invincible.

This made the main sects of the main battle faction feel lost face, and sent a descendant again. This time, it is not the outstanding child, but the strongest saint who is the same age as the descendant of Jingshen Lake!

For a time, the wind and clouds of the Cabernet mainland became the focus of the sanctuary.

Lingxian came to the continent at this time when the wind was rising.

He asked pedestrians about Jingshen Lake at that time, and learned that the people of Jingshen Lake swept across the Eight Heroes, and that three days later, this person would be at the highest peak of the Cabernet continent and face the strongest heir of the main faction saint .

Ling Xian was quite interested in this.

He wanted to see the strength of the descendants of Jingshen Lake, and also how strong the descendants of the main war sects were.

"If I remember correctly, you are the strongest descendant of You, who is hailed as a talent that you can never live for years, and your talents are gloomy."

Ling Xianxing's eyes are deep. He and You are the old opponents.

But it is undeniable that Youyou is an extremely powerful existence.

"Just take this opportunity to see the strength of the saints."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. His opponent was the invincible Shengzu, the supreme Cangtian, but the strongest of the saints was also a threat.

The strongest handed down means that the talent is amazing, the potential is amazing, and it may become an invincible sacred ancestor in the future.

Therefore, Lingxian turned into a streamer and flew towards the highest peak of the Cabernet mainland.

Three days later, he reached the highest peak of the mainland of Cabernet Sauvignon.

There was a lot of discussion at the scene, without exception, they all expressed a strong sense of anticipation, and they all looked at the top of the mountain.

I saw a man in white standing on the top of the mountain, Fengshenjunlang, sword eyebrows and stars, floating like dust.

Dao marks spread all over the sky, Shenguang added himself, and the white man stood with his hands in awe. His power was nine days, and his potential swallowed all realms.

What is even more amazing is that he sits behind three thousand gods and ghosts, chants and seals, which makes people daunting and cold.

Everyone at the scene put his eyes on him. Most of the women are admiration and worship, and the men are mostly envious.

"Scared from the lake ..."

The man in white looking at the gas and mountains, Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, not because the person was strong, but because the person was not strong.

He originally thought that this person could defeat the Eight Heroes and suppress the Jing clan's descendants. It should have no foundation. I didn't expect that it was just the Eight Great Extremes.

"It seems that I can't see the duel." Ling Xian was disappointed. The next scene let him down.

I saw six people coming, like the Emperor Xianruo, swallowing thousands of miles.

All six are supreme, and their majestic momentum is sweeping the world, sweeping the wasteland, leaving everyone present unchanged.

"It's worthy of being a saint. It's too powerful."

"It's just the momentum that makes my heart beat and my breathing hard."

"They are the most dazzling stars of this era. Compared with them, I am an ordinary person."

Looking at the six Supreme Masters who swallowed up the wasteland, everyone was filled with emotion, except for one.

Ling Xian.

He had thought that the sacred people would be a person with no foundation, but he did not expect that, like the people of Jingshen Lake, they would be brought together in the eight extremes.

If they are the most dazzling stars of this era, what is Lingxian?

The eternal sun?

Immortal moon?

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. He thought that he could see a shocking duel, but he didn't expect that it would be just a petty fool of the eight polar enemies.

"Overrated you ..."

Ling Xian sighed, he did not overestimate the saints, but underestimated himself.

The flawlessness of the foundation is second only to the cultivation of immortal soul, endless law, and immortal body, and it is hard to overstate the difficulty.

Not everyone is like Lingxian, who can have a perfect foundation when they set foot in the supreme state!

"Fortunately, I met Ye Huashang ..." Ling Xian smiled lightly. Without Ye Huashang, he would not have reached the ninth pole.

But having said that, is his foundation perfect, is it really Ye Huashang?

Ye Huashang transferred her talents to Lin Qingyi, the effect was greatly reduced, not even a tenth success rate.

Ling Xian can have no foundation, relying on unyielding will and changing others, even if she and Ye Huashang are in the house, they may not be fully rooted.

"Unexpectedly, you haven't been able to establish a foundation."

Looking at the demon who was deterring for nine days, Ling Xian sighed softly. He thought you were the enemy of life. I did not expect that the gap was very different.

The difference between the Nine Great Polar Realms and the Eight Great Polar Realms is too great. It is not an exaggeration to say that Ling Xian can kill Youyou with a wave of his hand.

"In the past, the enemy is now a terrible dog. It is vulnerable."

"Well, since it's here, just stay a little longer. If the shock of God Lake is not lost, I can make a good destiny."

Ling Xian felt that his trip was for the power of Jingshen Lake. If the descendants of Jingshen Lake were saved, then the Lord of Jingshen Lake would not refuse.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The white man's eyes were dazzling, shaking the sky and shaking the Three Realms. "You just want to fail so much?"

You You glanced at the man in white and said, "The descendant of Jingshen Lake, the biggest mistake of your life is too publicity."

"I am public because I have the ability."

The man in white said lightly, and said, "You are descended from the clan, if you don't agree, you can fight."

"I'm here to defeat you."

"Don't think that suppressing the Jing people's strongest descendants, you will be able to run rampant, you must know that there is a sky outside, there are people outside."

You Yan's eyes flickered with cold electricity, like a Supreme Female Emperor, for nine days in the Six Realms.

...

There is no third chapter, and the headache is terrible.