Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 167: Zhan Tianwei
"Oh... let me come. "i is more and more complete""
A rather helpless voice slowly sounded, causing everyone's eyes to burst out suddenly, and they all looked towards the sound source.
However, when everyone saw that the speaker was Empress Ling, their eyes were suddenly full of disappointment.
No way, Ling Xian looks too young. He looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, how can he withstand the demon dragon scroll?
Although in the world of cultivating immortals, many thousand-year-old monsters look like young people in their twenties. But the faintly flowing vigor in Ling Xian's body can't be faked. People can see that he is not very old.
Therefore, the hope of everyone present turned into despair in an instant.
It's normal for them to have this kind of psychology. Even the strong man in the pill formation period can't resist the demon tornado. What is the ability of a young man in his twenties? No matter how talented it is, at most it is the foundation and cultivation base, how can it withstand the sea monster storm?
Feeling the disappointed gazes of everyone, Ling Xian's expression was calm, still so calm, and did not take everyone's unbelief to heart.
He is not a person who likes to argue with his mouth. Since others are questioning, let the facts speak for themselves!
Let everyone be unable to refute, but obediently accept his powerful counterattack!
"I thought I didn't need to take action. I didn't expect him to be so weak that he couldn't hold a single blow." Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly, feeling disappointed.
He has forgotten that not everyone is as perverted as him. He has just broken through to the early stage of pill formation, and he has a powerful strength comparable to that of the middle stage!
And the strength of the demon tornado was comparable to the mid-stage pill formation, the gray-clothed old man was naturally hard to resist, and he was blasted off with one move.
"This person really doesn't have the name of being a strong pill, and 80% of them are piled up hard with pill." Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, originally he still wondered not to do it himself. But never thought that this old man in grey clothes was so weak that he couldn't stop a single move.
As a result, he had to stand up.
With a light sigh, Ling Xian walked towards the demon dragon scroll step by step, planning to destroy it. However, he had just taken a step forward when he heard a strange sound of yin and yang.
"Things that are overpowering, even the old man can't resist the demon tornado, what kind of thing are you?" The brother brother suddenly said, his words were full of disdain.
"What is it?"
Ling Xian let out a laugh, and continued to move forward. With his broad mind, how could he take this person's provocation into his heart?
However, he does not intend to care about this person, but this person is not forgiving.
Perhaps Lingxian’s dazzling demeanor made this person jealous, and he continued to say in a weird manner: “I don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth, think of something crazy. Facing the demon tornado that the strong in the formation period can’t resist, you Dare to stand up, should I say that you are stupid, or are you too stupid?"
Ling Xian frowned, no matter how good his temper, he would get angry when he was repeatedly provoked. Right now, he glanced at the young man lightly, and then snorted coldly.
"Huh."
The volume is not loud, but it explodes like thunder, and the others feel nothing. However, the gray-clothed old man's complexion changed and he hurriedly showed his figure, trying to stand in front of the young man.
Unfortunately, Ling Xian wants to hurt someone with his hands, who can stop it? Even if the old man is a strong person in the pill formation stage, he can't do it!
The invisible power swept away, and everyone present didn't feel much, except that the youth's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with deep horror.
"Puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the young man was frightened and angry. He didn't expect that someone would dare to hurt himself. However, just when he was about to speak to Ling Xian, the old man in grey clothes took the first step and covered his mouth.
"Master, don't talk!"
The gray-clothed old man looked solemn, with cold sweat on his forehead, and whispered in a low voice: "Master, I can't tell the depth of this person, don't provoke him yet."
The young man was furious, but when faced with the old man, he didn't dare not listen, so he nodded and signaled that he understood.
Seeing this, the old man let go of his hand, and his gaze at Ling Xian was filled with fear.
"Damn it, Mr. Wang, what is this man's cultivation?" The young man gritted his teeth. He was so old that no one had dared to do anything to him. Naturally, he was furious.
"I can't see through, so let's bear with it for a while." The old man looked solemn.
Seeing the old man's expression is so solemn, the young man forcibly suppressed his anger and nodded unwillingly. Although the old man was his servant in name, even his father was polite to him, and he didn't dare to make mistakes.
"Count your acquaintances."
Ling Xian glanced at the two of them with plain eyes, and immediately made the young man shiver, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
Seeing this, he continued to move forward. The top priority now is to destroy the demon tornado, not to waste time with the old and the young.
Walking slowly in front of Bai Xiaoqi, Ling Xian looked down at the cute girl and smiled lightly: "What should I say about you, you are about to die, why do you still think about your idol?"
"Huh."
Bai Xiaoqi sniffed and sighed: "If my idol is here, he can kill the demon dragon scroll with his finger."
The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and said: "I can also destroy the demon dragon scroll."
"Just you?"
Bai Xiaoqi glanced at him sideways and muttered: "I advise you not to try. Although I admire your courage, this is already obvious. Once that level of restriction is broken, we will all Everyone has to die, so let’s just wait for death."
The voice fell, and everyone present sighed, and they didn't think that Ling Xian had the ability to destroy the terrifying demon dragon scroll.
Everyone's face is full of despair, as if they have been shrouded in the shadow of death, waiting quietly for death to come.
"You trust your idol so much, but you don't believe me so much." Ling Xian smiled and shook his head, turning his eyes to the people present, and asked: "You don't believe me?"
No one answered.
There was dead silence on the deck, everyone was silent, looking down at the deck, turning a deaf ear to Ling Xian's words.
Obviously, neither of them believes in Lingxian.
"Hey, give up, come and sit, wait for death with me."
Bai Xiaoqi sighed, then buried her head between her knees and burst into tears, sobbing, "Woohoooo...I'm so young, I haven't seen an idol, I haven't given birth to him, how can I die? ?"
"Giving birth..."
Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, stretched out his right hand and rubbed Bai Xiaoqi's small head, comfortingly said: "Don't worry, I promise not to let you die, let you go to that child."
"Woo...Don't comfort me, it's the legendary Sea-Monster Storm. Even the strong man in the pill formation period can't resist it. How can you? If my idol is there, it will be fine."
Bai Xiaoqi slapped Lingxian's hand away, not believing that he was capable of saving the lives of a boatman.
Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled helplessly, and said that he had finally decided to take action. Why didn't anyone believe it? But he doesn't care, facts speak louder than words.
When the facts are in front of you, everything becomes clear.
"Come on, let me see how strong this demon tornado really is." Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, and immediately took a big step, and the white robe danced with it.
Seeing this, everyone present raised their heads. Although they didn't believe that Ling Xian could do it, they couldn't help but want to take a look.
"Hmph, idiot who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth." The young man smiled sullenly, and said bitterly: "You'd better die inside, and let the group of sea beasts eat you so much bones and scum."
The same is true for the gray-clothed old man. He is not sure whether he can defeat Ling Xian, so he sneered: "Don’t worry, Master, I have tried it just now. Brother. No matter how strong this kid is, he will definitely be buried here!"
"This is the best way. It saves my young master a lot of trouble." The young man smiled sensibly, expecting Ling Xian to be killed by the demon dragon scroll.
In this way, Ling Xian slowly walked towards the bow with the unbelief of everyone and the vicious expectations of the old and the young.
In front, a faint golden halo flickered in the void, which was the restriction set by the gray-clothed old man. But right now, the golden light is getting weaker and lighter, obviously it won't last long.
The water column that pierced the sky and the earth became more fierce, as if after so long of imprisonment, it had accumulated more powerful strength. Even if it was restricted by the golden light, Ling Xian could feel the power of the demon dragon scroll.
This made his brows frowned, but the expression on his face was still calm, without a hint of fear.
The demon dragon scroll is powerful, and even the old man in the early stage of the formation of alchemy can't handle a move. But what counts for him?
He is a pill formation in the extreme realm!
Swipe!
Two divine lights flashed, a **** fierce sword and a black halberd appeared in Lingxian's hands. Then, he adjusted his spirit to the peak, intending to destroy the demon tornado in one fell swoop!
Everyone present also saw his intentions, and they all sighed, becoming desperate.
Strike with the demon dragon scroll head-on?
Isn’t that looking for death? Didn’t you see that old man was blown away by a blow?
The eyes of everyone present dimmed completely, and then slowly closed their eyes, not only couldn't bear to see Ling Xian's tragic situation, but also didn't want to see his own death.
At this moment, the golden light finally dissipated.
With the constraints, the water column of the sky revolves unscrupulously, exuding incomparable heavenly power, and wants to destroy everything in front of you!
"Come here."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and the unparalleled power of the extreme realm of pill formation swept out at this moment, as if the strongest Tianzun awakened, and the mighty aura suddenly descended!
"Break it for me!"
With a big shout~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xian danced wildly with black hair, and the God of War Halberd and Zhu Jue Sword bloomed with dazzling light. Coupled with the full eruption of the perfect golden pill, with the unparalleled power, kill the tornado of the heavenly demon!
Boom!
A loud bang that shook the world!
The next moment, the water column in the sky turned into heavy rain, accompanied by countless sea beasts falling down, no longer the aura of destroying the world.
One blow...destroy!
In the heavy rain, Ling Xian was suspended in mid-air, like a mountain in the world, towering and motionless.
He holds a fierce sword in his left hand and a divine halberd in his right hand, like an invincible fighting god, with earth-shattering power in every gesture!
Suddenly, there was no sound, and the needle drop was audible!
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