Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Your successor was killed by me. It has nothing to do with others. I have Lingxian on my shoulders!"

The faint word fell down, showing great pride!

Everyone at the scene was stunned, then looked at Ling Xian one after another, all with a touch of surprise in their eyes.

Shoulder the burden?

In the face of the three big infancy babies, dozens of powerful Dandans can actually say such a sentence. What kind of pride?

What awe-inspiring and fearless? !!

Not to mention whether Lingxian can break the game and kill the day of birth, just talking about this magnificent lofty sentiment is definitely an extraordinary person!

"It is such a pity that it is so peerless."

"Yes, there is no doubt about his talents. A monk who swept through the strongest alien race is naturally very talented and powerful. As for the nature of mind, he has already been verified. In order to prevent the dilemma, he stepped forward and said, It is loyal and loyal. "

"Yes, coupled with the magnificence of facing the heroes with one's own strength now, this son is indeed a real dragon and phoenix among the real people.

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

Indeed, Lingxian is the best choice no matter whether it is qualification or mental ability. It really can be called a leader among people. Looking at the whole Yunzhou, few people can compare with him.

Therefore, everyone present naturally has a little appreciation. However, when they thought of Ling Xian's death soon, they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing, and felt that it was a pity that they had a peerless sky.

But it's just a pity that they will not risk their lives and rescue a person who is not a relative. What's more, there are three big infancy babies in the alien race, so they figure it out and just accompany Ling Xian to die.

"It's a rare sight to see such pride."

The old blonde sighed softly and said, "It's a pity. Even as an enemy, I have a little appreciation for you."

"In the face of so many powerful people, we can still remain calm, and we have the courage to challenge me, etc., which is really extraordinary."

The old man in black dressed by a six-armed violent ape whispered softly, looking at the light and cloudless man on the opposite side, and couldn't help sighing: "No wonder you can kill my heirs of the six-armed violent ape. Speaking of this character, it is far worse than you. "

The old man in white dressed as a nine-headed lion did not speak, but there was a glimmer of appreciation in those eyes, and it can be seen that he also admired Lingxian very much.

You know, these three creatures are strange old infants, how can they get their appreciation? How rare is this? What's more, they are still the enemy standing on the opposite side of Lingxian!

However, even so, the three big babies still appreciate it a bit, and we can see how good Lingxian is!

"No more nonsense, if your appreciation can let you back down, I don't mind listening more."

Ling Xian sneered at the corner of his mouth, then his eyes flickered, and a magical halberd surrounded by chaos flashed out, pointing at the males in front.

Suddenly, the endless killing rushed out, straight into the sky!

And this move of the halberd fingers has also made those aliens outraged and murderous!

However, the three strong infants remained calm and unmoved. They are high Yuanyuan strong men, Ling Xian in their eyes, but just a ants.

Although, this ant ant's mighty dry cloud has a kind of atmosphere that swallows mountains and rivers. But after all, it's just an ant, how can they be angry?

"Appreciation and appreciation, after all, your life is still to be collected."

The blond old man looked calm and naturally showed a point of arrogance, and said, "Who made you so unobtrusive and dare to kill my heirs of the Jinpeng family?"

"And the descendants of my family of six-armed ape, you really eat the leopard ambition, even the descendants of my six-armed royal family dare to kill?" The old man in black said indifferently.

The words of the two were very bland, but they contained contempt, and they did not take Ling Xian as one thing at all.

And with their terrifying power in the early childhood, they can indeed despise Lingxian.

"A bunch of unreasonable dog stuff."

Ling Xian frowned, sneering: "I and your descendants are both contemporaries and fellow initiates, and I'm confronting them directly and relying on my own strength. If they lose, they are not as good as others. Who has complained? "

The old blond man frowned slightly, chilling: "Why did you kill them?"

"It's so funny, they kill me, don't spare, why should I keep their lives?" Ling Xian sneered, her heart raging.

He has never provoked those creatures, it is those who are arrogantly fighting for strength, and come forward to challenge him. What's more, those creatures were killing his heart, and Ling Xian's killing was just legitimate defense, nothing was wrong.

However, at present, these aliens have come to teach teachers, so how can he not be angry?

"The old man doesn't care. You killed my heirs of Jinpeng's clan, and I want your blood debt and blood to pay for it!" The blond old man looked downcast, knowing that he was ignorant, and he simply tore his face.

"What a blood debt."

Ling Xian chuckled, and the **** of war in his hand pointed at the old man and said, "To put it bluntly, you are used to being lofty and supreme. You are only allowed to be unreasonable and wantonly kill people, and you are not allowed to kill your people."

The blond old man looked arrogant, and naturally showed a slight disdain, saying: "Yes, it's so unreasonable, how can you treat us?"

"Haha, boy, the most important thing in this world is strength." The old man in black laughed loudly, saying, "The fist is the truth. Whoever has the big fist is qualified to formulate the truth!"

"That's not formulating truth, it's distorting truth."

Ling Xian's expression cooled down, and he hated this kind of man who wanted to rely on his strength most in his life. But he also understood that these people were right.

In this world where the strong are the most respected, fists really make sense. To put it bluntly, everything is strength!

strength!

Lingxian's fists clenched unconsciously, eager for the power of the infant infancy, unprecedented desire. Only in this way can he break the injustice in the world and not be oppressed!

However, he also knew that he was still a long way from the Yuan Ying Dynasty, and the priority was to find a way to escape from it.

In the face of the three powerful Danzi period masters, even the endless Dao Wou-ki can't escape his birth, let alone a monk who has Danji period.

Therefore, from the beginning, he planned to escape.

There is no way, the difference in strength is too great, he is not a fool, how can he confront those aliens?

"I just distorted the truth, how can you treat me?"

The old man in black gave Ling Xian a faint glance, as if looking at an ant, saying, "If you have the strength, you can naturally learn from me, but do you have the strength?"

The words fell, and the aliens laughed, full of ridicule and disdain.

"I do not have the strength to kill you three for the time being, but this does not mean that I will not have it in the future."

Ling Xian's mouth showed a sneer, and the horrible momentum came out.

Then, with a word full of murderous intentions, he took a strong shot, and the war halberd swept through eight wastelands!

"Magic, kill me!"