Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Brother, dear brother, you take me up to me."

With a charming face, the youth with surname Fang rubbed his hands and pleased him.

Seeing Lingxian so easy, he took ten steps. He regretted it, hurriedly showed a charming smile, and looked at Lingxian with that expectation.

There is no way, in order to pass the assessment, you can go to the Fortune Palace to look for opportunities. He only has to lose his face.

"Brother?"

Ling Xian laughed and said, "I don't plan to accept you as my younger brother. You call it for nothing."

"Hey, it's okay, you don't accept me as a younger brother, you are also my brother." The young man with a surname Fang laughed and pleased: "Brother, from today on, you are my brother."

"Stop, stop, I don't have your shameless brother like you." Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and said, "Don't you just want me to take you up? As for this, are you a Tianjiao face?"

"Hey, of course it's humiliating to ask others, but aren't you my brother? What's embarrassing to my brother." The young man with a surname of Fang smiled flatteringly. He knows that with his cultivation, he cannot reach the summit anyway. Therefore, he only asked Lingxian to take him up.

Moreover, after just things, he believes that Ling Xian has this ability.

"I'm convinced you." Ling Xian shook her head helplessly, and said, "It's nothing but fate when you meet, and if you beat you so badly that day, let's take it as compensation."

After hearing the words, Fang's young man looked happy and stared at Lingxian.

"Come up."

Ling Xian rolled up a large sleeve, and the horrific momentum swept out, instantly dissipating the pressure on the stone steps.

"Ah, you are really my brother."

The young man surnamed Fang promised, hurriedly took a step, came to Ling Xian, and pleased: "Brother, thank you so much, don't say anything. In the future, even if you call me, I will go down the volcano under the sword, and Fang Yun is at my place. No problem. "

"No need." Ling Xian waved her hand, too lazy to listen to Fang Yunxu's empty promise, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you up."

As he said, he waved his sleeves, the mana in his body turned into a momentum, and he blocked all the pressure in front of him. Then he took a gentle step and walked upward.

Suddenly, Fang Yun felt that the pressure around him had disappeared, and his eyes were full of shock.

Until now, he finally understood how big the gap between himself and Ling Xian could be.

You know, he is a proud man with a deep foundation, but in the face of the pressure on the stone steps, he can only support it hard, and he cannot counterattack at all.

However, at present, Ling Xian is able to fight against pressure with her own momentum, which is not what ordinary monks can do.

"So strong, it's no wonder this person can overpower us for so many days of pride."

Fang Yun's eyes were full of shock, and he sighed, suddenly felt that he was impulsive and recognized Lingxian as the boss, which may not be a bad thing.

There is a boss who is arrogant and talented, and can he walk away in the future?

Thinking like this, Fang Yun could not help but laugh and opened the flower, until Ling Xian called him, he returned to God and hurried to follow up.

In this way, Ling Xian opened the road ahead, wrapped Fang Yun with her own momentum, and moved towards the top. Still so relaxed and freehanded, calm and calm, without any reluctance.

I have to say that Ling Xian is indeed overbearing, which can be seen from the moment.

Other monks took strenuous steps and couldn't even protect themselves. But he took Fang Yun with him, which was equivalent to him alone, under the pressure of two people!

This is not just as simple as one plus one equals two. The pressure has at least doubled!

However, Ling Xian remained calm, as if she had not felt the pressure at all.

After that, a special landscape appeared again on the stone steps.

Ling Xian took the lead, waved her hands, and dispelled all the pressure.

Fang Yun had a smile on his face, and after Ling Xian, every time he stepped forward, he said something touting. Words such as "Brother, you are too powerful", "Brother, you are going to build a foundation to be invincible" and so on, the level of praise is simply outrageous.

I have to say that it is also difficult for Fang Yun to say one sentence after each step. In a short time, he has already spoken more than five hundred sentences, which can be described as exhausting his brain.

Hearing Ling Xian was a little impatient. If he wasn't focused on resisting the pressure and had no time to deal with Fang Yun, he would have slapped this person with a slap.

After a quarter of an hour like this, Ling Xian embarked on the 2,000th level, and here he felt a little pressure.

"Don't you dare to stop me? Let's go!"

Frowning slightly, Ling Xian hummed coldly, dissipating the huge pressure, and then took another step without stopping.

Only a dashing back was left, shocking a dozen monks on the 2,000th level.

"I do! Who is this person? It's so easy to bring a monk? It's really a leader."

"Inconceivable, there is nothing like stress. When did such a arrogance appear on the thirty-six islands?"

"I know that person. It's Fang Yun from the Fang family, but the monk who took him is very strange. I have no impression at all."

"It's powerful enough. We are dying and living here, but he was so relaxed with one, and he passed this threshold in an instant, or should he be so perverted."

Everyone exclaimed, while resisting the pressure, while marveling at the strength of Ling Xian.

It is a pity that Ling Xian has traveled far away and cannot hear these people's admiration. However, even if he heard that, with his indifferent mind, he would not be complacent.

At this moment, he wandered in white and kept walking, continuing to climb this seemingly endless stone road.

Until Lingxian came to the 2800th stage, he finally frowned and stopped.

If he was the only one, naturally he could be as powerful as a bamboo shovel, torn down, and went directly to the end. The problem is that he is now carrying a Fang Yun, which is equivalent to bearing the pressure of two people.

As a result, it is natural to have to stop and adjust the interest rate slightly.

Seeing Ling Xian stop, Fang Yun smiled and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm a burden on you."

"Don't say these things. Since I promised to take you, I have to let you pass." Ling Xian waved her hand, then adjusted her breath for a moment, and set sail again.

This time, he was not as relaxed as before, and every step was very difficult.

However, that pressure is still within Ling Xian's tolerance range. Although sweat is on his forehead, he can continue to move after all.

This way to the 2900th stage, Ling Xian saw another figure.

Lu Chaoxian.

The man's face turned red and panting, he stayed on the stone steps, and soy-sized sweat beads couldn't stop flowing.

It seems that it is obviously not long.

And when Ling Xian and Fang Yunqi embarked on the 2299th stage, Lu Chaoxian finally couldn't resist, and his body trembled and fell down weakly.

Fortunately, Lingxian's hand was quick and his eyes were so fast that he pulled Lu Chaoxian back, blocking the pressure for this person with his own momentum.

Suddenly, the pressure from the mountains fell suddenly, all on Ling Xian's body!