Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1731: Successful

In the cemetery, the two eighth-level powerhouses stood up at once, except for shock, they were panic. ?????????????

An existence that is also a god, who is changed, can you not be afraid?

And Ling Xian's next words made the two of them cold, like falling into an ice cave.

"If I am not mistaken, the people sealed in the five tombs of the gods should be the ancestors of the foreign land."

"I won't talk about the specific reasons, but I'm 80% sure."

"Once it is born, there will be any consequences, so I don't need to say more about it."

Listening to what Ling Xian said, the expressions of the two changed greatly, and they became more and more frightened.

They understand the enmity between the foreign land and the world, and they also know what the saint ancestor means, so they are sure that once the saint ancestor is born, it must be a waste of life!

Or maybe, the whole universe will be shattered!

No way, the saint ancestor is an invincible enlightened person, except for the true fairy gods, who can stop?

"The saint ancestor was born, the true immortal will not stand by and watch." The old man in Tsing Yi muttered to himself.

"True fairy?"

Ling Xian gave a wry smile and said nothing.

The old man doesn't understand the inside story, but he knows it better. Looking at the entire universe, there is absolutely no real fairy!

"Will the real fairy make a move, I don't know, I only know that darkness is about to strike."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, unexpectedly there would be such a big hidden danger here.

The supreme saint ancestor is truly invincible and unstoppable in this era of no gods!

"Is there a way to stop it?" The old man Tsing Yi asked in a deep voice.

"Nothing."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, this is the most desperate thing.

Knowing that the saint ancestor will be born sooner or later, but I don't know the specific date, and there is no way to prevent it. This kind of waiting for death is really too tormenting.

"Not at all..." The old man Tsing Yi didn't give up.

"Not at all."

Ling Xian sighed, if it was a formation, he would have the ability to stop it. But this is the grave, even if the old man looking for ghosts sees it, he can only shake his head.

"Can you just wait for death..." The old man in Tsing Yi's eyes dimmed a bit, a little unwilling, a little helpless.

"Although I don't want to admit it, as far as the current situation is concerned, I can only wait and die."

Ling Xian sighed for a long time. He can be said to be the person who knows the consequences of the birth of the saint ancestor best. It is not an exaggeration to say that the entire universe will fall.

Therefore, he desperately wants to stop, but he really can't do anything about it.

"Seal the demons, every demons, this kind of tomb is really dying."

Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Zi, and said, "Perhaps, there is a way."

"What?" The old man Tsing Yi refreshed.

"Since there is no way to prevent the birth of the holy ancestor, then we can only fight against it."

Ling Xian took a deep look at Xiao Zi, and said: "She is the only one who may be able to contend with the holy ancestor."

"You mean to make her a god?" The old man in Tsing Yi was startled.

"In this situation, we can only pin our hopes on her."

Ling Xian said solemnly: "If she can become a **** before the birth of the saint ancestor, then she can protect the world and even kill the saint ancestor."

"This is indeed the only feasible way at present, but if the holy ancestor is born before she becomes a god, then everything will be in vain." Old man Tsing Yi sighed.

"How long do you think it will take Xiao Zi to become a god?" Ling Xian asked.

"Uncertainty, but at least it will take a hundred years. This is still in the case of her successfully transformed into a divine body."

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed: "If I could become a **** easily, then I would have achieved it a long time ago."

"I can only pray."

Ling Xian sighed softly and said: "In addition to Xiao Zi, there is still hope."

"Huh?" The old man looked questioning.

"The way to the sky."

Ling Xian said earnestly: "This time there is an opportunity to become a **** on the way to the sky. If you can get it, you can become a **** right away."

"Should this be true?" The old man Tsing Yi was excited.

The temptation to become a **** on the ground is too great for anyone to look at it calmly.

"Ninety percent of it may be true, but the gods are like the holy ancestors, not sure when they will be born."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh, his eyes gradually turning firm.

Before, he didn't want to be a god. After all, the life of a **** was only tens of thousands of years, and he couldn't live forever like a real immortal.

But now, he must become a god.

In the face of the invincible saint ancestor, only by becoming a **** can he protect his beloved and guard this world!

"No matter what, there are finally two hopes."

The old man in Tsing Yi looked at Xiao Zi and said: "I hope she can successfully transform and become a god."

"Pray."

Ling Xian sighed softly, then closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

The saint ancestor was born, and it is hard to say. Instead of worrying, it is better to seize the time to do something serious.

At the moment, Ling Xian was immersed in his mind, thinking about how to reverse the **** array.

He already has some eyebrows about this matter, and the next thing to do is to keep trying until he succeeds.

Once, twice, three times... Ling Xian was tireless and not discouraged.

One day, two days, three days... half a year passed in a blink of an eye, like an arrow.

Although Ling Xian has failed hundreds of times, he is getting closer and closer to success.

The same goes for Xiao Zi.

Every time she breathes, her body will change. Although it is only so small, it has become an overwhelming world over time.

On this day, Xiao Zi suddenly opened her eyes, like a sword like a spear, cutting through the sky.

At the same time, the majestic power swept across nine heavens and ten earth, like a true **** descending, the road roars, and the universe trembles.

This made the two eighth realm strong minds shocked, and couldn't help but want to kneel down here and bow down to court.

No way, this is a pressure from the soul, instinctively in awe.

"Successful, she transformed successfully!"

The old man in Tsing Yi laughed, full of joy, especially when he learned that the saint ancestor would be born, he was extremely joyful.

Becoming a **** body is equivalent to embarking on a shortcut to becoming a god. As long as you don't fall, you can definitely become a **** in the future!

This is the blessing of the spirit race and the blessing of the common people. How can the old man not be ecstatic about it?

Ling Xian also raised his mouth.

One is because of Xiao Zi, and the other is because of himself.

After hundreds of failures, he finally found the right way to reverse the **** array and go to the alien race!

This is undoubtedly a happy event for Ling Xian~IndoMTL.com~, coupled with the successful transformation of Xiaozi, it is a double happiness.

"Ling Xian, I succeeded!"

Xiao Zi landed in front of Ling Xian, as if fairy Ling Bo fell into the dust, she was not beautiful.

"Congratulations."

Ling Xian looked at the brighter and brighter Xiao Zi, a hint of surprise flashed in his star pupils.

It's just because Xiaozi at this moment has an indescribable charm. Although his cultivation level has not changed, his combat power is definitely stronger!

It is not an exaggeration to say that Xiao Zi at this moment, even Ling Xian, must be treated with caution.

"Do you want to know what kind of **** I have become?" Xiao Zi blinked playfully.

"Of course I do."

Ling Xian smiled and nodded. The three major divine bodies are all of the same rank, but their exclusive abilities are different. He is naturally very curious.