Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the stone room, everyone present was bitter, looking at the god-like figure in the sky, his face was full of complexity.

There are shocks, unwillingness, shame, and bitterness.

They finally realized how strong Lingxian was, and how stupid they were.

Is it possible for a group of kings who build a base to compete? !!

Not to mention the thousands of people at present, even if they are turned several times more, it is difficult to resist the power of Lingxian!

At this moment, everyone lost their fighting spirit and had no confidence. They no longer dared to scream Ling Xian as they did at the beginning.

Because everyone understands that to suppress Lingxian with their ability is simply nonsense!

"Very well, it seems you all want to understand."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, and his eyes slowly glanced at the audience. Every monk who was in contact with his eyes could not help lowering his head or moving his eyes elsewhere, and he was afraid to look at him.

As if it were the eyes of Xeon Tianxian, with the majesty of the Supreme.

"Well ... I want to understand, you are such a powerful person that we can't compete with."

"Yeah, we've taken it, you can take it."

"Well, I knew this already. I didn't rob it at first. Fortunately, my strength was okay, and I didn't die."

The crowd spoke at the scene, and their words were full of bitterness.

It can be seen that they have been convinced by Ling Xian.

There is no way, you can't believe it, just look at the ground to know.

Nearly five hundred monks fell to the ground in embarrassment. Although they did not die, they were more or less injured, and their painful faces were pale and cold.

Who would dare not accept this?

Who dares to continue shooting?

At the very least, no one dared to be present, every monk was deterred by Ling Xian's might.

It's only half an hour since the start of the war, but nearly half of the monks have fallen to the ground and been beaten down by one person. What kind of hegemony is this?

How incredible? !!

Therefore, everyone is ashamed, and no one dares to take another shot to compete with Lingxian for the breaking stone.

"That being the case, I'll take the broken line of stone." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then went to the top of the golden odd stone, grabbed her right hand slowly forward.

However, he was running his mana secretly, guarded cautiously, and his hand reaching the stone formation was very slow.

He is waiting.

Waiting for Ditian.

Long before the war with the crowd, Ling Xian discovered the breath of Emperor Tian, ​​but only because there were too many monks, there was no way to get this person out.

Therefore, he did not dare to relax his vigilance, and the action at the moment was just a bait, in order to lead Emperor Tian to jump out.

Sure enough, when Ling Xian's palm was about to touch the golden stone, Di Tian, ​​who was hiding in the crowd, couldn't help it.

His expression was gloomy, his hands were printed, and a ghost image of a demon suddenly appeared in the stone room, and then a palm shot toward Lingxian.

boom!

With one palm in the air, there is boundless domineering, as if you can push the three thousand realms horizontally and destroy Wanzhong Mountain!

"Ditian, you finally jumped out."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, and it was also shot with the palm of his hand, whistling away with the thunderous potential!

boom!

The two palms intersected, and a wave of terror erupted, so that everyone in the scene could not help but take a step back.

Then, the ghost image of the tall and mighty shore slowly dissipated.

Suddenly, Ditian's mouth was bleeding, and he stepped back seven steps in succession, and there was an incredible flash of light in his eyes.

No doubt he lost.

One move was defeated!

This result shocked his mind, and his face was full of shock.

You know, just three days ago, he was able to fight against Sanxian with Lingxian, and they were quite equal, regardless of the top and bottom. However, at this moment, he was defeated by a trick. How could he not be shocked?

Although he already knew that Lingxian broke through to the base of building base, but never thought that he would be defeated by a trick!

This shocked him, but also felt great shame.

Don't forget, he is the invincible Emperor Tian!

It has always been high above, looking down at the younger generation, but at this moment, it was so easily defeated in Ling Xian's hands, how can he accept it with pride?

"Lingxian, I want you to die!"

Emperor Tian gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Xian with a complex look, full of killing intention.

"Kill me?" Ling Xian glanced at Di Tian faintly, and slowly spoke a bland and full of crazy words.

"Three days ago, you did not have this qualification, and now you are not qualified."

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Tian was furious, with black hair dancing wildly, like an angry lion.

boom!

The terror swept out, like a raging wave, instantly covering the entire stone room.

But soon, he regained his momentum and did not choose to shoot.

Because he was very clear, what Ling Xian was telling the truth, and only that record of confrontation was the best proof.

He lost three days ago, but he is eligible for a life-and-death fight with Ling Xian. However, at this moment, he has no such qualification.

Yes, from this moment on, the gap between him and Ling Xian is like the moon in the sky and the earth on earth, which cannot be compared at all.

Because of this, Lingxian has become a king of foundation builders. In addition to the king of the same level, he can kill any monk builder!

"Di Tian, ​​I now give you two choices. One is to kill me, but to leave the Fortune Palace, you can choose it yourself." Ling Xian looked indifferent, looking down at Di Tian like a god.

"Damn, it's always my Emperor's choice for others. When is your turn to choose for me?" Emperor's expression was gloomy, and his chest was full of anger.

brush!

Three glorious flashes of light, the three Tianjiao who had fought in Lingxian came to Emperor Tian, ​​their expressions were extremely complicated.

There is resentment and unwillingness, but more is bitter.

Just three days ago, they had battled Lingxian with Sanxian, but now they do n’t have that qualification anymore, how can they not make them feel bitter?

"Standing out, it seems that you are planning to resist and resist." Ling Xian frowned slightly and said lightly: "I said last time, if you don't go, then there is only a dead end."

"Huh, little nonsense, I can't make it up to you to stay." Emperor Tian snorted coldly, and the terror was flowing again, but he was planning to start another war with Ling Xian.

"I really can't be the master of your stay." Ling Xian raised his mouth and slowly said a word full of killing.

"But I can decide your life or death."

The words fell, and Emperor Tian could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, screamed, and shook Bahuang!

"Lingxian, die for me!"

Having said that, he stretched his figure and instantly appeared above Lingxian. The ghost image of the Three Thousand Gods again manifested, and he wanted to tear the person in front of him into pieces!

At the same time, three other Tianjiao shot.

Although they were afraid of Lingxian's might, they were forced to choose a shot because of the ban imposed by Ditian.

boom!

A sword is broken and extremely sharp, revealing a peerless killer!

Infinite flames are diffused, high temperatures are diffused, and the wasteland is burned!

Five mountains emerged, suppressed, thick and terrifying!

All three knew that they had only one chance in the face of Lingxian who had broken through to the extreme.

Therefore, as soon as a few people shot, they used their strongest supernatural powers to kill Lingxian together!