Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the setting sun, the pale red light shone on the ground, adding a little bit of killing.

Hundreds of Tianjiao agitated momentum, stormed the storm and headed for Xiaohan. That power, like the sky falling, can destroy all beings.

However, Ling Xian has not changed color.

His black hair danced lightly, and his white coat flew over, and he fought against hundreds of Yuanying Tianjiao alone.

Facing thousands of troops and so many horses, it is also a calm attitude, which really makes people heartbroken.

Everyone present was sorrowful, and they asked themselves, if they change to themselves, it is not bad to tremble without fear, how can they be so calm?

Regardless of the end result, few people can compare with this calm and fearless spirit.

Therefore, everyone looked at the prideful figure, with a little admiration in their eyes.

However, the hundreds of Tianjiao were contemptuous, and they did not put Lingxian in their eyes. They came here with a mighty force, like a mighty army, powerful and magnificent!

"boom!"

In this regard, Ling Xian is still fearless, with twinkling in his eyes.

He retreated, but the youth was aggressive, which made him reluctant to say anything more than one word!

kill!

"boom!"

He was so full of blood and mana that Ling Xianxian blew cold electricity and shot strongly, and he immediately shook for nine days and ten places!

The torrential weather surged in blood, dispersing the clouds in the sky and breaking up the space in front. At the end of the day, people turned their backs and rushed to the front several Tianjiao were directly killed!

"Give me away!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly. Six kinds of magic soldiers flashed out, and he was set off like a heavenly god, awe-inspiring, and arrogant!

"boom!"

Hundreds of Tianjiao teamed up to attack, one magical power cut through the sky, the eight wild places shook together, and the four wilds were shocked!

However, it is difficult to stop Lingxian Wei.

He is like the Supreme Nether, he points out with a sword, the blood is shining, the edge is shining, and he pierces the eyebrows of more than ten monks.

The war halberd swept through thousands of armies and cut off more than ten days of pride.

Yaoxian Mirror Baoguang Zhanguang, Xianguang whistling, shattered vacuum, and killed more than a dozen monks.

Without exception, all are solved by one trick!

This exhorted the heroes, and those Tianjiao who confronted Lingxian changed their looks even more. No more contempt or pride on his face, and some were horrified!

They never dreamed that Ling Xian was so powerful. In just three moves, she killed more than thirty Tianjiao. What an incredible thing?

How can they not be shocked?

Unfortunately, fear is too late.

Since Lingxian has already shot, how can it stop?

"I have advised you, because you take your own blame and cannot blame others."

Ling Xian opened her mouth indifferently. He walked between many Tianjiao, and every time he shot, he would kill several Tianjiao.

That kind of mighty power is really invincible!

No way, his strength has reached the extreme of Yuan Ying, which can be called invincible. These two words represent an absolute combat power, as long as they are not at the same level, they can be easily killed.

So what else can quantity do? Not to mention hundreds of Tianjiao, no matter how many, it cannot threaten him!

This is why, when young people in silver robes believe that they can kill the king of the Lingxian series by relying on more people, they will shake their heads and laugh.

The invincible king can not be killed by quantity!

"boom!"

Ling Xianmu's cold electricity, strong shot, one move and one style, showing the power of the king!

Every time he took a shot, he shook Bahuang, blasted his enemies, and rammed through the crowd. No one could stop him!

This made everyone more and more frightened, only felt that Ling Xian was a downright demon king, and he couldn't stop it!

"kill!"

The sword rises from thunder, the halberd moves, Ling Xiansu plucks the strings, and the space collapses in a hurry.

"Boom boom boom ..."

A series of roars, this space was completely blasted by him, those arrogant spitting blood, planted on his back.

In just a few breaths of time, more than twenty Tianjiao have died.

This scene shocked the audience again!

It also made the remaining Tianjiao more frightened and more fierce.

They know very well that only by desperately fighting for today's plan can they gain vitality. Therefore, everyone is completely crazy and desperately shot!

Unfortunately, even if they are desperate, it will not help.

When it comes to Lingxian, no matter how much it is, it seems so ridiculous.

In the realm of Yuan Ying, he is the supreme heaven, the invincible true immortal, extremely powerful!

If seven words are used to describe Lingxian's fighting power at the moment, it is killing Tianjiao like a pig and a dog!

Yes, it's that simple!

"Give me away!"

Ling Xian swallowed the mountains and rivers, as the awakening of the fierce beast awakened, and had the potential to swallow the heavens. With his heart moving, the mountain and river tripod fell from above nine days, and it can suppress the six together and the eight wastelands, nine days and ten places!

"boom!"

The mountains and rivers were unstoppable, and the audience was banned instantly, and then a slight shock, the remaining Tianjiao suddenly coughed up blood!

Even the weaker monks were shocked into blood mist and dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

This made everyone more and more afraid, one by one involuntarily backed away, even a little shivering.

"It's too powerful to stop!"

I don't know who shouted, and it immediately resonated with everyone. Originally, they believed that they and others would definitely suppress Lingxian.

But at this moment, they finally understood how big the gap between themselves and Ling Xian was. Even if hundreds of Tianjiao come out in tandem, they are not his opponents!

This gap is simply the difference between cloud and mud, and there is no qualification to compare them!

"A meaningless fight."

Looking at those arrogant heavens, Ling Xian looked indifferent, like the Supreme Emperor, looking down at all beings.

In the beginning, he was a prey in the eyes of everyone, a passive side. But now, he was the active party and became a hunter.

And, is an irresistible hunter!

This transformation is incredible, but reasonable.

No way, Lingxian has reached the extreme of Yuan Ying, the true invincible king in this realm!

"It's over ..."

Murmuring to himself, Ling Xian's eyes turned cold, and then he shot strongly and reproduced the monstrous power!

"boom!"

He held the tripod forward, the mountain and river tripod shined brightly, the moment it fell, the space shattered, and blood splattered!

One by one, Tianjiao burst into blood mist and had no resistance, and was killed by Shanhe Ding in a crushing force!

In just a few short breaths, hundreds of Tianjiao died, and no one was able to stand. The ground in front of it became Shura field, and where the eyes came into view, there was a broken limb and a broken arm.

The horrible sight made everyone pale and cold.

In particular, the young man in silver robe was as cold as a falling ice cave.

"I said, in the face of absolute combat power, no matter how many, it is useless."

Ling Xian glanced at the young man for a moment, then took a step and slowly moved forward. Every time he took the next step, the youth was scared, and his steps could not help retreating.

"The power of the king is not something that can be made up, nor can you imagine it." Ling Xian raised his mouth and slowly spit out a sentence that was full of madness, but it was also a factual discourse.

"And I am the king."