Painting of the Nine Immortals

At this time, the big day hung high, under the cliff of Fenbao.

Ling Xian took a big step forward, heading forward. That kind of self-confidence and calmness really made people frustrated.

He would like to try, what kind of assessment is in these ten black gates. What kind of treasure will you get after successfully passing?

And just as he stepped, silhouettes flew from the black door, without exception, all pale and bloody.

Suriname fish, seven-headed shrine, Ye Xiaoyao are among them. And they, like the God of War, stopped at the seventh black gate, and they were powerless in the face of the three black gates representing Dan Qi.

After all, they are just peerless Tianjiao in their practice, and they have no achievements in the three sub-professionals.

But they are good, at least they are alive. When most people were bombarded, they were already cold and completely out of breath.

You know, although those who died are not the strongest Tianjiao, but anyway, they are also well-known Yuan Ying strong. However, it was lying down, showing how terrible the punishment for failure was. It can also be seen that people such as Suriname are well-known. Although they all failed, they were very powerful. They actually resisted the penalty of failure with their own strength!

"Interesting, all failed."

Looking at the top arrogant Tianjiao, Ling Xian smiled a little, and looked forward to it.

Seeing him, Suri fish and others frowned, but said nothing, went silently to heal the wound.

However, the three pure-blooded royal families looked down, and looked at Ling Xian with a bit of bad intentions.

In response, Lingxian raised his mouth and played with the taste: "Why, how dare you challenge me like you are now?"

"you!"

The seven-headed **** was furious, but when he thought that he was seriously injured right now, even without the forbidden disk, he was not Ling Xian's opponent, and he forcibly suppressed his anger.

The same is true of Xiao Tian Hu and Hell.

They are all clear that the current situation is not appropriate to fight Lingxian. Therefore, the three-headed pure blood royal family can only press the anger and walk to the side.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction. His mind is now on the ten black gates, and he is too lazy to care about these three pure blood royal families.

After that, he continued to walk towards the first black gate.

When he came to the black gate, an irresistible suction came out and sucked him in.

This made everyone a little surprised at the scene. I didn't expect this person to have the courage to go in after the top goddess such as God of War was blown out.

Is self-confidence cleared?

Or is it as confident as someone like Surrey?

The crowd was surprised and secretly guessed.

The three pure-blooded royal families disdain.

"Silent stupid, I guess he can't get through a few levels and he will be blasted out."

"Haha, no, it should be standing in and lying down."

"That's right, haha, the uncontrollable ants. I'd like to see how he died."

The **** devil disdain, took out a mirror of precious light flowing from his arms, and then a beam of light shone on the black gate.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Xian's figure appeared in the mirror and also appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Well? It's Yingtian Mirror ... Although this mirror can't see the bloodline ability and other information of the monk, it is just right for the situation right now. It's a strange thing."

"Yeah, I was trying to see what the test of the ten black gates was."

"Interesting, so we can see the person's breakthrough through the mirror."

The crowd spoke, and even the goddess of war couldn't help but look away and stared at the good figure in the mirror.

"Hey, I want everyone present to watch how you die."

Hell devil sneered, he firmly believed that Lingxian had no mana and would surely fall on the stone gate where the mana was assessed.

Therefore, he would only take out the mirror, in order to make Ling Xian ugly.

How sensitive is Ling Xian's spirit?

Don't forget, he gathered the highest level of Yuan Ying, naturally, in an instant, he realized that something was spying on himself.

This made his eyes cold and a little angry.

"Someone dared to probe me, presumably the three pure blood royal families."

Ling Xian's expression was cold. Although he knew the kind of snooping method, he couldn't detect his secrets and details, but this was a violation of privacy after all. How could he not let his heart kill?

At the moment, he glanced in the direction of Ying Tianjing according to the induction of the spirit.

When this eye appeared in the mirror, all the people looking at Ling Xian in the mirror shivered and felt a sense of fear.

Especially the **** demon dog, was frightened and cold all over.

However, when Lingxian thought that he would be severely injured even if he did not die, his fear disappeared suddenly, instead he disdain.

"Boy, I'd like to see, if you can't get through the stone gate of Mana, what qualifications are there to compete with me."

Hell horse dogs sneered, in addition to killing their faces, they were disdainful.

"No matter who you are, I will kill you immediately after I go out."

Ling Xian looked cold and made a decision to kill the spy. After that, he stopped paying attention and put his mind on this space.

I saw that it was not large, and it was no different from ordinary people's rooms. There were no furnishings around and it was very empty.

"The first entrance test was the combat power during the gas-refining period. Could it be said that ... would suppress yourself in the gas-refining period?"

Thinking of the introduction of the **** of war, Ling Xian frowned. And just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt himself wrapped in a mysterious power.

Since then, his appearance has not changed, but his height and physical functions have returned to his fifteen year old.

That year, he built a base for refining gas, a spirit of spirit, and beheaded in a battle!

"The power of time ... turns itself into the pinnacle of the gas refinery period."

Murmuring to himself, Ling Xian suddenly found that her mana was being used. However, it is only the mana in the extreme state of gas refining.

According to his speculation, the reason why mana can be used is because of the great power of time here. When he passes the next level, he will resume as usual.

"interesting place."

Ling Xian raised his mouth, adapted to the power of gas refining, and then looked straight ahead.

There, a figure condensed by chaotic gas slowly formed, and the momentum emanating from it was the extreme state of refining gas!

Obviously, the test of this level is to come to defeat the gatekeepers, that is, to test the combat power during the gas-finishing period. If it does not reach the extreme, then there may be no connection.

"If you beat him, you would have broken through this stone gate."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, her eyes gradually turned firm, and said, "Since so, then fight."

The words fell, and Xeon Tianyan came out of the world, condensing into a blood-stained magic sword.

Suddenly, the blood was so dazzling, and the intention of killing was ridiculous!

At the same time, the figure also shot, and the breath of the King of Refining Gas broke out, and came straight to Lingxian.

However, he is powerful, Lingxian is even more powerful, but he is the ultimate in refining gas!

"brush!"

Ling Xian ’s wrists flipped, and a radiant sword light whistled out. In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, the figure was instantly torn!