Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the quiet forest, Ling Xian right foot on the chest of the master of Dao Feng, like an emperor overlooking nine days and ten places, staring coldly at the world.

This made the master of Dao Feng feel pain and unprecedented humiliation.

As the strong middle-aged boy in the Yuan Dynasty, the No. 4 figure in the Shang Qingzong had always been the only one who oppressed others. How could he ever be stomped under his feet like before?

For him, it was a shame!

Especially when he thought of his defeat, he felt more and more humiliated, but he was helpless.

As Ling Xian said, the outcome has been announced. He, the most powerful of the four peaks, was defeated.

Defeated completely and clean!

This made him feel bitter at the same time that he felt humiliated. Originally he was full of confidence, especially after suppressing Lingxian, he became more confident and thought that he could suppress Lingxian.

But it turned out that he couldn't stop Lingxian Wei and was easily suppressed.

The reversal of identity, the change of strength, how can he not make him feel bitter?

"I lost, I lost completely."

The master of Dao Feng smiled bitterly, except for the resentment in those deep eyes, there was nothing left.

"I said it from the beginning. You need to have that ability if you want to suppress me." Ling Xian said with a touch of irony, "It turns out that you don't have that ability."

Hearing that the Lord of Daofeng felt more and more humiliated, his eyes fixed on Lingxian as if he could spit out fire.

"Don't look at me with that gaze, I'm just fighting back."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and his feet on the chest of Dao Feng's chest were slightly hard, and he immediately spit out blood.

"This kick is a punishment for breaking the bridge across the river and failing to keep your promise."

The voice fell, and his right foot increased a little bit again, and the chest of Dao Feng's master was sunken and paler.

"This kick is a punishment for insulting me."

Ling Xian looked indifferent, looking at the Lord of Daofeng who vomited blood, and his anger disappeared.

"Ahem, this is indeed what I deserve."

The lord of Daofeng was full of regret and grinned, "I was indeed crossing the river to dismantle the bridge. If we don't keep our promises, we are sorry for you."

"Just know."

Ling Xian sneered, and said, "If you Shangqingzong kept his promise, would I be pursued by the entire Yuezhou? So you don't ask me, even if you kneel on the ground, I won't let you go."

"I understand that I will be the same as you if I change."

The Lord of Dao Feng knew that his death was imminent, and knew that he would never be Ling Xian's opponent. Therefore, he gave up his resistance and said bitterly, "But I have a problem, I hope you can tell me."

"Say." Ling Xian spit out a word.

"Your fairy bone power, but ten times the fighting power broke out?" The master of Daofeng asked with coughing blood, with hope in his eyes.

"Yes, this fairy bone is called a fighting battle. Once urged, the power of the attack can be increased tenfold." Ling Xian smiled slightly, very satisfied with the ability of this fairy bone.

He awakened a total of two fairy bones, parasitizing his left and right arms, respectively. The left arm fairy bone is called fighting, and its ability is very powerful, it can increase the master's attack power ten times!

Of course, not every blow can be the case, it depends on luck. If you are lucky, you can explode ten times more power. If you are unlucky, you may be attacked a hundred times, and you may not be able to appear ten times more powerful.

This point, even if he is the master, he cannot control. In addition to this flaw, that is, each time the Doosan Fairy starts, it needs to consume a lot of his blood, which belongs to the injured one thousand and damaged eight hundred.

However, even with these two flaws, the ability to fight the battle of immortal bones can be described as unbelievable.

That's ten times more powerful!

Even if it is a common blow, it is ten times more powerful, it is also outrageous, let alone to display some powerful magical powers.

Take Ling Xian, for example, he was not the opponent of Dao Feng's master. After all, the differences between the two were too great. However, after running the fighting battle bones, he beat the master of Dao Feng in a daunting way, and there was no fighting back!

This is enough to prove how bad the fighting battle bones are!

"Ahem, it really is ten times more powerful, and I'm not unjustly defeated."

The Lord of Daofeng was shocked. Although he had long guessed in his heart, after hearing Ling Xian's confession, he was shocked to the point where it could not be added!

Ten times the power, although not every time can be triggered, but it is also a very anti-sky ability. Imagine, if this ability was triggered during the execution of Supreme Mastery, how strong would it be?

Even if you look at the known fairy bones, it is definitely outstanding!

In this way, can the Lord of Daofeng not be shocked?

"Your strength is already strong, comparable to the early infancy of the U.S. dollar, and coupled with the immortal power of this fairy bone, I have not lost."

The lord of Daofeng gave a long sigh, and the unwillingness on his face disappeared, saying: "If I read correctly, you awakened two fairy bones together. I wonder what the other is?"

"No comment."

Ling Xian said lightly, her expression gradually turned cold, and said, "I have answered your question. Now, you should go on the road."

Suddenly, the main body of Dao Feng shuddered, but soon calmed down. He looked at the handsome young man in front of him and said, "I'd like to advise you, it's best to quickly hand over the key of ascension, so that you can move eastward and hope to save your life."

"You have a lot of nonsense."

Ling Xian glanced at the man lightly. With his ingenuity, how could he not have thought of this method? But what if he gave it up?

In the past few days, he has killed too many forces and has long been dead. Even if surrendered, those forces will not let him go.

Even if you step back 10,000 steps, those forces have let him go, what about the Qing Dynasty? After he was taken away by him, and he lost his face, how can he let go of this resentment?

Therefore, **** and non-intercourse are the same result. Simply stay, if there is a gate of fairyland in the world, then he will make a lot of money.

"I've said what I should say, do it." The owner of Dao Feng closed his eyes slowly, except for sadness on his face, it was remorse.

He never dreamed that anyone who regarded himself as a ant would suppress himself. What's more, I did not expect that I would die in the hands of a Buddhist monk.

"Don't worry, you won't be alone on Huangquan Road, the people of Shang Qingzong will go down to accompany you."

Ling Xian faintly opened her mouth, and the purple lotus fairy sword whistled out, and a bright sword light bloomed in the night.

Immediately, Jianguang disappeared, and a bloodstain appeared on the throat of the master of Dao Feng.

died.

The fourth figure of the Shang Qingzong, the famous strong man throughout Yuezhou, just died.

His death added another sturdy record for Lingxian, representing that he once again defeated Yuanying as a monk!

If this is passed out, the whole Yuezhou will be in a huge shock, and everyone will be stunned!

As a dandan, it is possible to kill the Yuan Ying strong, and still kill two. What an incredible thing?

It's simply against the sky!

"Huh, this battle finally came to an end."

Seeing that the master of Dao Feng had no vitality, Ling Xian sighed a long breath, and then he spewed a blood spurt, his face suddenly turned pale.

The body is also a bit shaky.

Before the immortal bone was awakened, he had been suppressed by the Lord of the Dao Feng, and was seriously injured. After that, he started the battle of the immortal bones and consumed a lot of blood, which was naturally very weak.

"Oh ... it's not easy to win this battle."

Lingxian coughed up blood, and her white clothes were red. It can be seen how fierce this scene is, even if it is as strong as him, it has paid a great price.

But his look of weakness was not miserable, but glory. Anyone who sees him will not issue a half-mockery, but will only look at him with that awesome look.

Just because he was against the sky again, and this time, he crossed two realms!

Looking at the world, looking at the past and present, how many people can do it? Without exception, those who can do it are truly peerless wizards!

"Fortunately, I made the right bet. Under the nourishment of the Holy Spirit Water, Xiangu successfully bred and saved my life."

Ling Xian secretly rejoiced and laughed: "Fortunately, the fighting bones in it can increase the attack power ten times, otherwise, it is difficult for him to compete with the master of Dao Feng."

With that said, he suddenly thought of Ling Tianxiang who was in the magic, and couldn't help being silent.

He received two drops of Holy Spirit water in Huacheng, one drop was used to make the purple owl fairy sword revitalize, and one drop was used to conceive the fairy bone.

In other words, he couldn't wake Ling Lingxiang. But after thinking about it, Lingxian was relieved. If she died, what good is it to keep the Holy Water?

"I can only think of another way, but at the moment, whether I can survive is unknown."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, then shook her head, no longer thinking about this upset problem. Anyway, thinking is nothing but thinking, this is the end, we can only take one step at a time.

After that, he first took a panacea to stabilize his injury. Then, using his right hand, the dead bags on the ground flew over.

Among them, also includes the storage bag of the owner of Dao Feng.

However, Lingxian did not open the person first, but opened the storage bags of those monks who were in the Dan period.

He glanced roughly, and found that there were some things such as spirit stones and magic weapons, and there was nothing worthy of his own care.

In this regard, Ling Xian was not disappointed, what he really valued was the storage bag of the master of Dao Feng.

After all, this person is a strong man in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, and has a very high status in the Shang Qingzong. How can there be nothing good?

"The purpose of worshiping the Shang Qingzong himself is two, one is the key to ascension, and the other is the Shangqing mentality. The former has already been obtained, and the latter can not be exchanged because of insufficient contributions.

Ling Xianxing's eyes flashed with anticipation, saying: "I hope this person's storage bag can give me some surprises."

As he said, he swung his sleeves and erased the formation on the storage bag. Then, the spirit was probed into it.

Spirit stone, magic weapon, elixir and other things are automatically ignored, and his spirit is fixed on a jade bamboo slip.

This thing is turquoise and green, with no less than ten defensive formations engraved on it. At a glance, you know that what is recorded in it must not be ordinary.

This made Ling Xian's eyes bright, and the color of anticipation became more intense.

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