Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1277: Chaotic Heart

In mid-air, the solitary sword picks five with one sword, the sword agitated, showing its sharp edge. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

In order to protect Lingxian and to protect his faith, he tried his best, his sword aura roared in all directions, and he had the potential to open up the world.

However, his opponent is the top five seventh-level powerhouses. Even if he is capable of swordsmanship, he can't even want to win and can only remain undefeated.

Compared with the upper battlefield, the lower battlefield is undoubtedly more intense and more eye-catching.

Just because, this is the key battle.

If Ling Xian loses, then all the storms will subside, and the battle above will be meaningless. If he wins, then today, most of them will not be able to kill him.

Therefore, the monks who had never taken a shot put their eyes on Ling Xian and silently followed the situation.

In the face of the forty or fifty Tianjiao who had merged into the later stage, Ling Xian went all out and walked away completely.

The Wushuang Emperor Fist shakes the world, dominates the world and sweeps all directions.

Zhu Tianqi changed out to attack, glorious for nine days, full of sharpness.

The flower of the avenue is manifested, the rhyme of the Tao is flowing, and all the ways are not invaded.

At the same time, Ling Xian also urged Dou Zhan Xian Bone.

There is no doubt that this battle is more dangerous than the previous confrontation against Qingtian. One is that none of these people have weak hands, they are all outstanding talents, and the other is that he is injured at the moment and is in a very bad state.

Therefore, Lingxian can only do his best to fight for the first line of life!

"Boom!"

Smoke was everywhere, the void burst into pieces, and the heroes attacked strongly, shaking the Guhong Mountain Range for a while.

"Ling Xian, don't fight back, you won't be able to come back after all!"

"The Witch God Realm does not need the sons of the ancestor witches, let alone the king, let me go on the road obediently."

"I can call the shots and give you a decent way to die. As long as you take the initiative to hand over the ancient blood of the Heavenly Sovereign, I can keep your whole body."

Everyone spoke one after another, ridiculing them, and also meant to dissolve Lingxian's fighting spirit. "I Dedication"

"Dreaming! You want me to bend down, do you guys deserve it too?"

Ling Xian's eyes are cold and electric, although he is in danger, he is not chaotic, and shakes the crowd.

"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

Everyone's expressions are cold, and their shots add three-pointers and seven-pointers. Especially in the case of their joint attack, the power is even more earth-shattering, and there is a great posture of God blocking and killing God.

This put Ling Xian into an unprecedented hard fight.

There is no way, he is not in peak state at the moment, and his combat power can be up to 70%. And his opponent, there are more than forty people!

As a result, he was naturally suppressed, and he could barely protect himself under the stormy offensive.

"Kill you, Tianzun Ancient Blood is mine!"

A young man has eyes full of enthusiasm, his tricks are vicious and merciless.

The rest is the same, not only because of the ancient blood of Tianzun, but also because of the name of the son of the ancestor witch.

Although most people will not admit it, it is an extremely honorable thing to be able to get this title!

What's more, there are a small number of people who are loyal to their faith.

Like Lone Sword, he is a famous and powerful man in the Witch God Realm. If he is accepted as a subordinate, what prestige should he be?

Besides him, there must be many strong people who are loyal to their faith. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you can get the name of the son of the ancestor witch, you can create a force that can compete with the top tribes in a short time!

Who can stop this temptation?

Therefore, everyone tried their best to kill Ling Xian and obtain ancient blood.

As everyone knows, Ling Xian is not called the son of the ancestor witch because of three drops of ancient blood, he has been from the beginning!

This glory belongs to him alone!

"Kill!"

Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, and the emperor fist swept across the room, finally triggering Dou Zhan Xian Bone. Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the five people were directly killed.

Boom!

The blood is falling, the minced meat is flying, the souls of the five people are destroyed, and the bones are not there.

This scene stunned everyone.

Especially the monk who was fighting Lingxian, his expression was even more sluggish, and even the attack stopped.

No way, this scene is really amazing. You must know that Ling Xian was hurt at the moment, and they were not weak, each of them was an outstanding descendant of the top tribe.

However, Ling Xian killed five people with one punch. How could they not be shocked?

"Opportunity!"

Seeing everyone in a sluggish state, a bright divine light burst out from Ling Xian's star pupils.

At the moment, he pressed his hands on the Fulong Guqin, lightly dialed the sound of the fairy, shaking the world.

But this song is not Fu Zhenlong, but the third divine song of this piano, chaotic heart!

Fulong Qin is the sixth change of Zhutian, with three songs in total. A certain storm can block space and resolve instant dangers. Secondly, a real dragon can shock the world, and the group attack ability is extraordinary.

The third is chaotic mind.

As the name suggests, it can disturb the Dao heart of living beings. If the opponent's mind is not strong, it can even fall into deep sleep.

This is enough to change the situation at a critical moment!

As early as when Ling Xian broke into the sixth state, he was able to play this song, but since there has been no suitable opportunity, this has not been revealed.

Now, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate time.

Everyone fell into sluggishness because he killed five people in one fell swoop. In this case, urging chaos Daoxing will surely put them into a deep sleep.

If you make another move later, you can undoubtedly kill them easily.

Therefore, Ling Xian pressed his slender hands on the strings, and played a famous divine comedy-the heart of chaos!

"Qiang..."

It starts with a sound, and the sound falls. This song is not as majestic as Fu Zhenlong, but is gentle and slow, like love words under the moon, like weeping.

But it is precisely this kind of tune that makes people intoxicated and hard to extricate themselves.

As a result, everyone was drunk, and they, who were originally sluggish, stood still at this moment, as if they had lost their souls.

"It's a chaotic heart, it's really strong."

Ling Xian sighed, and between his ten fingers, the song of Chaos became more and more powerful. It sounded like a natural sound, but in fact it was a lethal murderous intent.

Everyone was unaware of this, still immersed in the beautiful music, or in other words, unable to wake up at all.

This is the power of the chaotic heart, just like an illusion, as long as the will is not firm enough, even if you want to be sober, it is impossible!

"Very good, ready to do it."

Ling Xian's smile grew thicker, and while playing Fulong Qin, he walked towards the crowd.

He didn't use magical powers, and his steps were gentle and slow, because he was afraid that the movement would be too loud and the crowd would be awakened.

So ~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xian walked slowly and came to the person closest to him. Afterwards, he patted the person's chest lightly.

Suddenly, the heart of this person was shattered by him, and he fell softly to the ground.

This makes the eyes of the outside world almost stare out, except for incredible, it is fear. And when I saw the next picture, I felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cave.

I saw Ling Xian stepping gently, leisurely and calmly, but whenever he passed a person, that person would always collapse to the ground.

Don't say it was resistance, there was not even a sound. This is like the legendary **** of death, killing people invisible.

In a short period of time, more than 30 people died in Lingxian's hands. Without exception, they were silent and unclear.

This made the outsiders horrified. They wanted to wake up the rest of the people with a sound, but found that they didn't have the courage to speak at all.

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