Painting of the Nine Immortals

The setting sun shone on this battlefield, adding a little more magic and glory.

The battles are in full swing and are inextricably linked. The monks on both sides had red eyes, were deadly, and there was no scruples, and they vowed to beheaded here.

However, in such a scorching environment, there is a very quiet place.

That's where Lingxian is.

The monks coming and going seemed to avoid him intentionally, or they were afraid of being killed by him. Therefore, the people on both sides did not dare to approach, making the place quiet and peaceful, as if it were an independent carefree land, without killing and blood.

Even those monks in the sky who were tortured by Ling Xian did not dare to come down again. As if the figure in white was a horrible devil, it was difficult to go back when he got down.

In this way, this weird scene is created.

No matter how fast the fire and the sword fight, Lingxian always sits there like a mountain, standing still, not disturbed by the **** killing from the outside.

In front of him, eight arrays emit a faint white halo, and the dull lines on it continue at a slow speed. I don't think it will be long before the Jiulong Shenzhen will reappear the world's might and sweep away all the powerful enemies!

Unfortunately, this speed is a bit slow, at least compared to the severe situation at hand, it can be said that it is very slow.

No way, the rank of Jiulong Shenzhen is too high, and it is eight. Even if Ling Xian exerts all his life, he still does not want to restore it to 30% level in a short time.

"Well, the situation is getting more and more severe, so I'm afraid it's too late." Ling Xian sighed slightly and turned her eyes to the battle in the air.

I saw that the fighting there became more and more fierce, and the eight fighters of Ouyang's family confronted the monks of Bai Erye. Although desperately resisting, after all, it was three monks who had become enthusiastic, and they have gradually fallen behind. They can only support the defense and cannot fight back.

This scene made Ling Xian's heart sink, but it was helpless.

Like Bai Erye's helplessness trapped and unable to escape, so is Ling Xian. When he casts all things into life, he cannot interrupt, otherwise, he will not just flee that group of people.

"According to the current situation, it is very likely that everyone in the Ouyang family will fall before the repair of the formation. In this case, it would be meaningless to repair this formation." Ling Xian frowned, thinking about countermeasures.

And just as he frowned, Monk Jiedan, who had been wandering down the battlefield, harvesting the lives of the children of the Ouyang family, ran forward.

It was a middle-aged man with a pale and pale face. When he saw Ling Xian frown, he thought it was a good time to kill him. So he came quietly and appeared behind him like a ghost.

The next moment, a dagger bloomed with lethal killings, and swept across Lingxian's throat.

At the moment of passing, the middle-aged man was proud of himself and felt proud that he could kill the demon king. Indeed, Lingxian has defeated seven or eight monks of Jiedan one after another with a record of success. If this man can kill him, it is indeed something to be proud of.

Unfortunately, will Lingxian make this person wish?

"Humph!"

A cold humming sounded like a thunder, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Lingxian's mouth, saying: "If you are not so close to me, I can only blast you at best, and I can't kill you. But since you came to your door , Then I smiled politely. "

Talking, his body began to shine bright golden light, like a round of eternal sun, shining brightly!

Suddenly, the dagger began to crack, and then turned into iron filings, annihilating with the wind.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man paused, and the smugness just appeared on his face, and quickly turned into panic.

"Go to Huangquan."

The faint word fell, Ling Dan's body shook Jin Dan, emitting an unparalleled peerless power, hitting the middle-aged man.

"puff!"

A spit of blood spewed out, and the man's meridians were broken, and he fell to the ground softly. Those eyes were wide, full of horror.

"A monk in the early days of Dandan, dare to be so close to me, I don't know if he lives or die." Ling Xian glanced at this person lightly, his expression was still so indifferent, and he didn't get the benefit of killing a Dandan strongman.

The monks in the surrounding area did not have any shocked response. If it were normal, a strong Danzier died before them, they would definitely exclaim. But for now, they are used to it.

No way, who made Lingxian so perverted, has already beaten seven or eight dandan period strong men, and everyone is naturally used to it. However, the death of this person also means that the situation below is no longer one-sided and can be countered.

Therefore, many children of Ouyang's family showed joy and became more fierce and beat the people brought by Bai Erye.

"It seems that I did a good deed on my own. However, the most important part of this battle lies in myself, the Kowloon Magic." Ling Xian frowned, trying to urge all beings to try to resist the many powerful men in the Ouyang family Before you can live, repair the Kowloon God of War.

As he tried to repair the array, the situation in the sky became more severe.

Even if everyone in the Ouyang family fights hard to resist, it is difficult to stop the strong force of Bai Erye's group. It can be difficult to support them to this day. Had it not been for a belief, they would have died.

Right now, they are irresistible after all. Especially after someone was bombarded by Bai Erye, they were in danger!

"Haha, kill me all!"

Bai Erye laughed in the sky, shot strong, and blasted the other seven people with the mighty power!

"Damn, Master Xian, you must hurry up!" The Ouyang clan secretly anxious, squeezing the last trace of mana in his body, and greeted the group of elders of white Er Ye.

Unfortunately, instead of the tussle he imagined, he was instantly bombarded by a group of Bai Erye!

"puff!"

Seven people from the Ouyang family spit out blood and fell to the ground from high altitude. Two people died on the spot.

This scene shocked everyone present. Except for the invaders of the Bai family, all the disciples in the Ouyang family were ashamed and desperate.

Obviously, everyone in Ouyang's family was defeated, and there was nothing to fight back. The significance behind this result means that today ’s battle is a foregone conclusion, Ouyang ’s family is about to be destroyed, and all the children ca n’t escape!

At this moment, everyone in the Ouyang family was desperate and fell to the ground weakly, giving up resistance completely.

"Haha, Old Ouyang, I see what else you fight with me!" Er Erbai laughed wildly, and fell to the ground instantly, then slowly raised a hand.

Suddenly, the sky was dark and the situation was surging!

"Let me go to **** obediently!" Erbai Bai was proud of his face, turning his right hand into a cover of the sky, carrying the power of destroying the Three Thousand Realms, covering the patriarch Ouyang and others!

If this shot was shot, they would only have the result of flying away.

"After all, is it too late to fix ..."

Such a thought flashed through the minds of the Ouyang family, and then closed their eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

However, when they were desperate, when everyone in Ouyang's family was desperate, a bland speech that sounded plain and flat suddenly sounded like a thunder!

"To kill them, you have to ask me first if you agree."