Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1295: Aftermath and recognition

The blood is falling and the minced meat is flying.

With the current strength of the two of them, they are not at all Lingxian's combined generals, and they were suddenly smashed into dregs by him.

This means that today's events have finally come to an end, and there may be waves in the future, but at least, it will calm down for now.

So Ling Xian breathed a long sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

The same goes for the old man with animal skins and others. After that, there was a burst of applause in this space.

"The son of the ancestor witch is mighty!"

"As expected to be the son of the ancestor witch, he is truly unpredictable and terrifying."

"Yes, it can actually make the totem drop down, the son of the ancestor witch, it is really beyond the reach of others."

Everyone spoke up, in addition to admiration, they were ashamed.

Because they didn't contribute anything to the matter today, it's just that Ling Xian used his own power to frighten the coalition forces back, which naturally made them ashamed.

But more, but shocked.

You know, those are twelve top tribes, fifty seventh-level powers. However, Ling Xian didn't take any effort to frighten him back. How incredible is this?

It's just against the sky!

"It's finally over..."

Ling Xian slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, completely relaxed. Although he seemed to be effortless and scared the coalition back away, in fact, he was under a lot of pressure.

After all, that kind of anti-sky ability can only be used once, and after using it, there is no possibility of even repairing it.

In other words, if the coalition forces don't believe it, then he can only wait and die. Fortunately, his acting skills are very good, coupled with the facts in front of him, successfully deceived everyone.

"After today, I must be calm for a while."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, silently grateful to the great elder of the Wangtu tribe. If this person hadn't given him the orb, he would probably fall here today. "I more and more complete"

At the same time, he also thought about agreeing to the elder.

"It's time to fulfill the promise."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, planning to go there and fulfill his promise after everything was over.

"Unexpectedly, the son has such an ability to guard against the sky." The old man of animal skins stepped forward, his eyes filled with surprise.

"It's not me, it's a secret treasure."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head, and whispered: "You can only use it once."

Hearing that, the old man with animal skins was slightly startled, somewhat surprised.

It's not that accidentally, he can only use it once. He knows how unreasonable this ability is. If it can be used indefinitely, it would be even more ridiculous than a man giving birth to a child.

He was surprised that he could only use it once, and Ling Xian could be so calm and calm.

Don't say anything else, he is worthy of admiration just to say that he is calm.

"Awesome, even if I change me, I can't be so calm." The old man of animal skin sighed with emotion.

"Thank you."

Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand, moving his gaze to the crowd, and then bowed deeply: "Thank you for your help."

When the voice fell, everyone changed their colors and hurriedly returned the courtesy.

"I can't do anything, my son is trying to bend me and wait."

"Yes, I wait for my help, that is a matter of course, please don't thank me."

"Yes, how can I wait for He De, can I afford to worship the son?"

The expressions of everyone changed, a little flustered, and a little moved. Not only because Ling Xian bowed deeply, but also because he sacrificed his life to save Gu Chen and others.

This incident is enough to prove that he is a man of love and righteousness, and it is absolutely correct to follow him.

As a result, everyone's beliefs have become stronger and stronger. If it was only because of the ancestor witch's decree, then at this moment, they truly recognized Ling Xian.

"You are too polite."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, and said: "I know you are loyal to the ancestor witch and faith, but I have no plan to be king. You don't have to be so respectful to me."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes darkened and they sighed.

"Hey, the son really does not have the heart to compete for the witch gods."

"Yes, otherwise, with that kind of heaven-defying ability in hand, is it not easy to control the Witch God Realm?"

"Never mind, after this battle, no one would dare to provoke the son anymore. This is no different from becoming a king."

Everyone regretted it.

Ling Xian turned a blind eye to this, and he turned his gaze to Qing Wuhui's soul, full of coldness.

Suddenly, Qing Wuhui shuddered, even though his face was small, he clearly showed horror.

"I know now that I'm afraid? It's a pity, it's too late."

Ling Xian sneered, and the real fire from Fen Xie gushed out and wrapped the Yuan Ying villain. Suddenly, a heart-piercing scream sounded, showing how painful Qing Wuhui was.

As time passed, the screams became weaker and weaker. In the end, Qing Wuhui was dying, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't bother to torture him any more, and raised his hand to turn him into fly ash.

At this moment, Qing Wuhui died completely, and the anger in Ling Xian's heart also dissipated.

After that, he turned his gaze to the old man with animal skins, and said: "Qinglei tribe, leave it to the seniors."

"Don't worry, son, just leave this small matter to me." The old man of animal skin smiled faintly, a look of expectation in his old eyes.

The Qinglei tribe is one of the most powerful and top forces in the Witch God Realm. There is no need to say more about its wealth. Even the Soul Kong tribe may not be comparable.

At this moment, everyone in the Qinglei tribe has fallen to a great level, which means that there is no resistance at all. Such a great opportunity, the old man naturally wants to seize it.

"A quarter of the wealth obtained will be given to the ancient fire tribe, even if I make up for them. The rest will be distributed to the seven tribes present." Ling Xian smiled.

"Yes, son." The old man with animal skins solemnly nodded.

Seeing this, Ling Xian floated and fell in front of Gu Chen, apologizing: "Sorry, I am the one who caused you."

"What did the senior say? If it weren't for you, my Ancient Fire Tribe might have long since ceased to exist." Gu Chen waved his hand, not to blame Ling Xian, but his eyes were somewhat sad.

After all, the resident of the Ancient Fire Tribe has been reduced to ruins.

"Don't worry, I will help you rebuild your home."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "And from now on, the Soul Kong Tribe will be your umbrella."

Speaking, he turned his gaze to the old man with animal skins and said: "No problem, right?"

"Haha, of course it's okay. Not only my Soul Kong Tribe, but some of their tribes will also cover the Ancient Fire Tribe." The animal skin old man smiled heartily.

This made Gu Chen's eyes light up~IndoMTL.com~ I knew that the ancient fire tribe was a blessing in disguise.

If the station is gone, it can be rebuilt, but the opportunity to hold the thighs of the seven top tribes may not necessarily happen once in this life.

And for all this, I must be grateful to Ling Xian.

At the moment, everyone in the ancient fire tribe bowed and saluted him, as if they were worshipping a legendary witch god.

"You don't need to be polite, I will go back to rest first, and the rest will be arranged by Senior Soul."

Ling Xian waved his hand, then stretched out and flew towards the southeast.

Seeing this, everyone present, without exception, saluted him from a distance, with respect in their eyes. Even old monsters such as the old man with animal skins and the golden snake mother-in-law are no exception.

Obviously, it truly recognized Ling Xian, and recognized him, the king of the Witch God Realm.

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