Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1202: Respect as a witch god

Ling Xian waved his big sleeves, and the five pill cultivators vomited blood and flew down in embarrassment. [More good-looking novels are on+new^^dagger^^odd^^zhong^^wen^^net+

This scene stunned all the witches present.

That's five alchemy monks!

For them, even one is invincible, let alone a full five. However, Ling Xian just waved his sleeves, and they were blown off like fallen leaves. How incredible is this?

For the witches of these two small tribes, this is simply a miracle!

Therefore, everyone's eyes were about to stare out, and their gazes converged on Lingxian, filled with disbelief.

It took a long time for them to come back to their senses. After that, there was a sound of air-conditioning in the space.

"Is this still a human? It's too abnormal."

"Just a flick of one's sleeves, the five pill-forming cultivators blasted into the air. This is incredible."

"What kind of strong is this person? How can he be so strong?"

The witches of the two tribes are exclaiming, the witches of the Yaoshui tribe are all terrified, and the witches of the weak water tribe are surprised.

Through giving pointers, they knew that Ling Xian was very strong, but they didn't expect that he was so strong!

I haven't used the sect or even a shot. With just a wave of his sleeves, five cultivators of alchemy will be blown up like fallen leaves. How powerful is this?

Everyone was shocked, especially the five alchemy monks, who were even more shocked.

As the parties involved, they naturally know how strong the force of that wave of sleeves is. It's like a hundred thousand mountains hitting them, and they have no power to parry them.

And this, when Ling Xian only used a trace of power, if he wanted to kill a few people, he had already killed them just now.

On this point, the five people are convinced.

So they were all terrified, and their bodies couldn't stop shaking.

"You can leave now."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, looking at everyone who was shocked by him.

This made the Yaoshui tribe more and more frightened, and only felt that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he wanted to go, but he couldn't move.

The same is true for the five alchemy cultivators.

They trembled, looking at Ling Xian in horror, they didn't even have the courage to escape. Upon seeing this, Ling Xian shook his head with a smile, unexpectedly the mental quality of these witches was so poor.

He didn't want to see the Weak Water tribe having casualties, and he didn't want to go on a slaughter. After all, this was just a struggle within the Witch tribe, and he didn't want to intervene.

So from the very beginning, he didn't intend to kill, only intends to deter the Yaoshui tribe. Now that the purpose of deterrence has been achieved, he doesn't bother to continue wasting time with it.

At the moment, Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth and slowly said something that made everyone dull.

"Don't go, are you waiting for me to invite you to dinner?"

The voice fell, and everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the Wu Clan of the Yaoshui tribe ran away, even the five cultivators of the alchemy stage, they did not run very gracefully.

The appearance of running away in a panic, how can there be the slightest arrogance when he came?

No way, Ling Xian was so terrifying that he had scared them out of their guts. Naturally, he couldn't take care of his face and fled towards the distance when he was crazy.

This made the people of the Weak Water Tribe completely relieved, and then there was a burst of joyful cheers.

"Escaped! The crisis of my weak water tribe is over!"

"Great, thanks to Senior Ling, if it weren't for him to shoot, I would have died long ago." "Yes, Senior Ling is too powerful, it's simply outrageous!"

Everyone spoke one after another and turned their eyes to Lingxian. In addition to awe, they were grateful.

Originally, they had respect for Ling Xian, but after this, it turned into awe. It's like facing the supreme witch god, with a heart of pilgrimage.

"On behalf of the Weak Water Tribe, I would like to say thank you to seniors."

Suli looked serious, walked up to Ling Xian and made a strange etiquette at him.

The same goes for everyone.

Everyone looked solemn, respectful, and performed a strange etiquette.

Ling Xian couldn't understand this, but from everyone's expressions, it could be seen that this must be the highest level of etiquette of the Wu clan.

At the moment, he faintly smiled and said: "No need to be polite. Anyway, I have also lived here for two months. I can't just sit back and watch, just as I pay the rent."

Everyone was amused upon hearing this, and the gaze at him became more respectful.

"Well, although there were no casualties, most of the buildings have been damaged. You should hurry up and clean the battlefield."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, turned his gaze to Su Li, and said: "After the cleaning, you come to me this time, I have something to discuss."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the house.

When he saw this, Su Li was puzzled, but he didn't ask more, but commanded the crowd and began to clean the battlefield.

As Lingxian said, although there were no dead people in this battle, most of them were injured. The buildings in the tribe were also damaged. Naturally, it was time to clean up.

It is already evening, and the light red afterglow is falling, adding a bit of sentimentality to the weak water tribe.

But more, but joy.

Although most of the people were injured, and most of the buildings were damaged, the Yaoshui tribe certainly did not dare to commit the crime after this incident.

And when the news gradually spread out, other tribes who have coveted hearts for the weak water tribe must not dare to start the war lightly.

After all, not everyone can wave their sleeves and fly five pill cultivators.

There is a lesson learned from the Yaoshui tribe, not to mention small tribes, even medium-sized tribes have to be weighed and weighed.

This is undoubtedly a great thing for the weaker and weaker tribes.

Therefore, everyone has a smile on his face, and he glances at the cabin where Ling Xian is from time to time, full of awe and gratitude.

After that, he carefully cleaned the battlefield.

This process lasted about three hours.

After the battlefield was cleaned, Su Li went to the hut where Ling Xian was, and said respectfully: "See Senior Ling."

Ling Xian smiled upon hearing this.

He believes that after this battle, whether he is prestige or kindness, he will be enough. No matter how important the totem is, Su Li cannot refuse, and the others in the tribe will not protest.

At the moment, he smiled lightly and said: "Come in."

"Yes."

Su Li pushed the door and entered~IndoMTL.com~ Sitting in front of Ling Xian respectfully, waiting for him to speak.

"I won't go around the bend. From the beginning, I wanted to observe the totem of your weak water tribe." Ling Xian smiled faintly and said frankly.

Hearing this, Su Li was stunned, but he really didn't expect this.

In his opinion, Ling Xian is an unfathomable powerhouse, and is definitely an existence comparable to the overlord-level beast. How could such a strong man care about a low-level totem?

Even if you want to observe, you should go to those big tribes.

As everyone knows, when Ling Xian first arrived in the Witch God Realm, let alone where the big tribe was, he didn't even figure out what the totem was.

"My request, what is the plan of the patriarch?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly and said: "If you are embarrassed, then I didn't say it."

After hearing this, Su Li was immediately panicked: "What did the senior say? Don't say it is to observe the totem, even if it is taken away, I will never say anything."