Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1283: Wang

"The son of the ancestor is polite. It is my duty to protect you. No need to say thank you. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Xiao/Shuo/Online Reading"

"Yeah, if you salute, this is a shame. I will wait."

"Yes, the status of the son of the ancestor witch is respected, even if it is better than the twelve witch gods, it will not be too much. I wait, but I can't afford to worship you."

The old man with animal skins and others spoke up from the bottom of their hearts, without any falsehood.

In front of them, Ling Xian's strength is naturally insignificant, and at best he can only be regarded as an extremely good junior. But his identity had to be taken seriously by them.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sons of the ancestral witches have the same status as the twelve witch gods, especially in the hearts of those who are loyal to their faith, second only to the ancestral witches!

In this way, how many people dare to be worshipped by him?

"Never mind." Ling Xian smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that his status would be so high.

Not inferior to the twelve witch gods, how much glory is this? !

"I waited for the rescue to arrive late, and made you the son of the ancestor witch frightened." The old man of animal skin sighed softly, and he had a lingering fear at the thought of Ling Xian's fall because of his late arrival.

The same goes for the others.

For people like them who are loyal to their faith, Ling Xian is an existence that swears to protect him to the death, even if he is no longer a weapon, he will never let him fall.

"Senior is polite, I'm very grateful for you to come. Besides, I'm not just standing like this?" Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"Haha, what the son of the ancestor witch said is extremely true!"

The old man from animal skin laughed heartily, and suddenly he slapped his forehead, and said, "Look at my head, I forgot that you are seriously injured and urgently need medical treatment."

When the voice fell, several people changed their colors. They hurriedly took out the healing treasure from the storage bag and handed it to Ling Xian.

There are rare magical medicines and Liancheng Baodan, all of which are rare healing treasures without exception.

For this, Ling Xian did not refuse.

Firstly, the injury is too serious and urgently needs treatment, and secondly, the kindness is already owed, so I don't care about more.

Therefore, he took the Healing Treasure handed over by several people, and swallowed it all into his abdomen.

This makes a few people discolored, because their things are big tonic. If they are taken together and the physique is not strong enough, they will definitely be blown up.

At the moment, several people wanted to stop Ling Xian.

However, he was blocked by the old man with animal skins. He stared at Ling Xian closely, showing a look of expectation.

Seeing this, several people knew that he wanted to take the opportunity to see if Ling Xian's physique was strong. However, they still have some worries, and they are all ready to prevent accidents from happening.

And what made them gratified was that Ling Xian, let alone being blown up, didn't even have a trace of instability.

No way, his physique is not covered. If it is just a physical body, even if it is a monster of the royal clan of the same level, it may not be able to directly regret him.

Therefore, Lingxian easily refined six healing treasures, and the injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What a strong body, what a deep foundation!"

"Yes, this kind of body has become perfect."

"As expected to be the son of the ancestor witch, it is extraordinary, far stronger than me back then."

The old man with animal skins and others spoke one after another, gratified and shocked.

In this way, half an hour passed, Ling Xian refined most of the six healing treasures, and his breath stabilized, no longer dying like that. As for the remaining injuries, they can't be recovered in a short period of time. They can only recuperate slowly over time.

"Call..."

Ling Xian exhaled a long suffocating breath, and the star eyes recovered a bit of brilliance.

Seeing this, the old monsters relaxed, but in the next instant, their brows frowned.

"Those people who dared to act on the son of the ancestor witch are definitely not their own ideas, they must have been approved by the tribe."

"Yes, that is to say, there are at least five tribes, and I don't want the sons of the ancestors to live."

"This is for sure, and there are more than five top tribes."

Several people spoke, with a touch of worry between their eyebrows.

Ling Xian is the same.

There is no doubt that the identity of the son of the ancestor witch is a great fortune, even if he does not have the heart to fight for the hegemony of the witch gods, it can still provide him with too much convenience. But at the same time, this is also an unprecedented crisis.

Most tribes do not want to be crushed by others, so it is imperative to kill him!

"I hope they know a little bit, otherwise, I will definitely destroy those tribes!" The old man of animal skin has a grim complexion, sullen, domineering and powerful.

"Haha, yes, although I haven't been in the world for a hundred years, I want to come, those old monsters will not forget my reputation."

"If they are acquainted, it will naturally be the result of everyone's joy, but we must also be prepared, just in case it is."

"Yes, the son of the ancestor witch must not be lost."

Several people are discussing countermeasures, but after deliberation, there is only one way.

Of course, this was when Ling Xian didn't have the heart to compete in the Witch God Realm. If he wanted to become the king of the Witch God Realm, he would naturally take the initiative to attack.

Therefore, the old man with animal skins turned his gaze to Lingxian, and said in a deep voice, "I would like to ask the son of the ancestor witch to say clearly, do you have the heart to compete in the witch gods' realm?"

"No, at least not yet."

Ling Xian answered seriously, he has always been alone and used to idle. What's more, what he pursues is invincibility, and he has no interest in King's Landing.

"Nothing..."

The eyes of the old man with animal skins dimmed, and so did the others. However, this was Lingxian's decision, and it was natural for them to refute it.

"Finally, there is no desire to compete, so that the top tribes will not come."

The old man from the animal skin smiled and sincerely invited: "Come to my soul empty tribe, with me, the sons of the ancestor witch do not have to worry about safety."

"Don't listen to him, come to my Qingmu tribe, where I have beautiful mountains and clear waters, strong spiritual energy, and it is the most suitable treasure place for cultivation." The long eyebrow old man said with a smile.

The others also spoke up one after another, inviting Lingxian from the family tribe.

This made Ling Xian a hard time, and he didn't know how to choose.

"Don't fight, let the son of the ancestor witch go to the Soul Kong Tribe."

Grandma Golden Snake said: "One is the strength of the old soul monster, and the other is the overall strength of the soul empty tribe, which is also at the top of the witch gods domain, and can protect the son of the ancestor witch to the greatest extent."

After hearing this, although everyone was unwilling, they could only nod their heads in agreement.

This made the animal skin old man smile and said: "I wonder what the son of the ancestor witch is like?"

"I have no opinion."

Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand~IndoMTL.com~ said: "However, can you change my name, I am always the son of the ancestor witch, it sounds very awkward."

After speaking, he turned his eyes to the people, hoping that they could say a normal name.

However, when the old man with animal skins spoke, he became stiff and smiled bitterly.

"Then call it the king. Anyway, you are the king of the sorcerer domain name."

The old man with animal skins laughed, and everyone agreed.

This made Ling Xian laugh bitterly. The title Wang was more charming than the son of the ancestor witch, but also more awkward.

"Haha, let's stop making trouble, let's be a little friend for the time being." The old man of animal skin laughed heartily, then waved his big sleeve, two auspicious clouds appeared at his and Ling Xian's feet.

"Let's go, return to the soul empty tribe."

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