Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 138: Escape
Below, Ling Xian gritted his teeth, desperately resisting the siege of the two great pill masters. "I Dedication"
However, even though he is powerful and invincible during the foundation period, it is difficult to resist the power of pill formation, not to mention the fact that he is injured.
As time passed, he gradually showed his defeat and was at a disadvantage.
At this moment, a divine light pierced the sky, like a chaotic light that opened up the world, and immediately forced the two great pill-forming masters back.
At the same time, the elegant man and an old woman on the mountain also took action, each displaying powerful magical powers to kill the two old men.
Boom!
The endless gods rushed into the sky, and the terrifying aura circulated. The two old men did not expect that at this moment, there would be a pill cultivator to help Lingxian. As a result, they couldn't resist, and were hit by two tyrannical magical powers, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
"Huh?"
Ling Xian was puzzled, turned around and looked towards the mountain. He saw an old man nodding at him with a smile, and saw Yan Ningzhi next to the old man. He immediately understood the reason for the old man's action.
The corners of his mouth raised, he smiled gratefully at Yan Ningzhi and the old man, and nodded at the other two people who had taken the shot, indicating that he would take note of this kindness.
Then he suddenly turned around and looked at the large group of monks gathered again in front of him.
"It's life or death, it depends on this time!"
Ling Xian knew that this was a golden opportunity and should not be missed. Therefore, he forced a breath of vitality, completely crazy.
"Get out of here!"
With a loud shout, Gao Tian was shaken.
The unparalleled power came out, Ling Xian held a fierce sword in his left hand and a halberd in his right hand, like a demon god, fierce and unstoppable!
Swipe!
Zhujue and the God of War, the two magic weapons bloomed with brilliance, sweeping the many monks in front of them.
Boom!
As if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, the ground in front suddenly cracked, and countless monks were blown away by this blow. "I more and more complete"
"Quickly, take this opportunity to leave!" Ling Xian yelled, and immediately took a big step, opening the way in front of him, blasting away all the cultivators who were blocked along the way.
The monks behind seized this opportunity and followed Ling Xian firmly, for fear that they would fall out of the team accidentally.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, the black-clothed old man cursed secretly, trying to stretch out his figure and attack Ling Xian. However, he had just used his mana, his body trembled, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.
The same goes for the old man in Tsing Yi.
Just now, the three strong men in the Dan formation stage shot together, injuring the two of them severely, causing them to be weak at the moment and unable to stop Lingxian's pace anymore.
I can only watch and watch Ling Xian make a **** path.
"Kill!"
Ling Xian held a fierce sword in his left hand, showing a peerless edge, and every time he took the sword, a large spatter of blood was splashed. Holding the divine halberd in his right hand, sweeping across all directions, every time he waved it, the void shook endlessly.
For Zidonglai’s last wish, and for the lives of the people behind. Ling Xian gambled on his life and fought desperately. With every move, countless monks fell.
Gradually, a road paved with blood emerged clearly, surrounded by countless corpses.
"The **** road is open, follow me, everyone!"
Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, holding a halberd to guide the sky, slowly but firmly stepping forward.
Every step down, a **** footprint will appear on the ground, like a **** demon, exuding a harsh killing intent.
"Damn, he is too powerful, this is simply a demon king!"
"Okay... terrible person, no more, I can't stand it, this person is terrible!"
"We cannot be enemies, we cannot be enemies, we can never be his opponents!"
The many monks who were blocking the front were frightened, looking at the terrifying figure that was approaching in front of them, their eyes were full of fear.
Every time Ling Xian took a step forward, these people couldn't help but take a step back. Everyone was terrified to the extreme, and even their legs trembled.
Even, some timid monks had already thrown away the weapons in their hands, holding their heads and crying bitterly, and never dared to look at Ling Xian with their eyes.
It can be seen that these monks have been scared by Ling Xian.
This is normal, and Ling Xian at this moment does have this kind of deterrent.
At the moment, Ling Xian's expression is cold, his white clothes bathed in blood, and the black halberd obliquely guided the sky. Like a horror demon, there is a kind of enchanting power in every gesture, and the heroes are not afraid.
"Huh!"
Ling Xian's indifferent eyes scanned the audience, looking at the trembling cultivators, slowly spit out a word full of killing intent.
"Those who block me die."
The voice fell, and the king's mighty power came out, with the stern killing intent, the king came to the entire battlefield!
Suddenly, the cultivators of the two major forces moved away from each other, looking at Ling Xian with the look of Tianzun, their fear was extreme!
At the moment, there is only one thought in their minds, and that is.
Don't be an enemy of Ling Xian!
Yes, there is only this one thought, what kills all the Ziyang Sect and kills Lingxian are all thrown out of the clouds!
Ling at the automatically separated road ahead, Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, and then strode forward with a meteor.
The surviving monks behind them followed closely, and everyone's faces were full of joy. They know that this life can be saved.
"Damn it, a mob!"
Ning Wuji cursed secretly, and wanted to fly down and kill Ling Xian immediately, but due to Zi Donglai's obstacles, he couldn't get out.
Li Jianyi did the same. He couldn't do anything. He could only watch Ling Xian leave. In other words, everyone from the two major forces can only look around and have no ability to stop it!
The current situation is very clear. The destruction of Ziyang Sect is an irreversible result, but the inheritance of Ziyang Sect will not be extinct!
Because Lingxian, the king of foundation builders, escorted him!
As long as he is there, no one would ever want to sever the inheritance of Ziyang Sect!
"Hahaha, Ling Xian, thank you!" Zi Donglai laughed up to the sky, his voice filled with relief, and at the same time, his offensive became more fierce and full of determination!
"Oh, Sect Master Zi, don't worry, what I promised you will definitely be done." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that Zi Donglai would never survive, which made him a little bit sad.
But right now, it's obviously not a sentimental time.
Ling Xian took a deep look at the figure struggling to kill in the sky, then turned around without hesitation, and shouted: "Everyone, follow me!"
When the word fell, he once again displayed the king's power, the God of War Halberd shines brightly, and smashes the Eight Desolate Storms!
Swipe!
The invisible wave spread, blasting the monks on both sides of the road, and then hit the void.
Boom!
A golden portal emerged, representing the way of life and hope!
"Go!"
A simple word came from Ling Xian~IndoMTL.com~ calmly and powerfully, resounding like thunder in everyone's ears.
Suddenly, the surviving cultivators of Ziyang Sect were happy, and they all started to walk past the golden gate, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
However, Ling Xian did not leave in a hurry, instead stepped to the end of the team. Then, he slowly turned his body, and the terrifying king's power swept out, coercing the audience.
His mission has been completed, but he can't go yet. He is going to block the door, stop the chasing soldiers of the two forces, and collect the corpse for Zidong!
"Come on, let me Lingxian and do one last thing for Ziyang Sect."
Taking a deep breath, Ling Xian's expression gradually turned firm, the God of War Halberd burst into infinite divine light, and he leaned toward the sky!
One man is the one!
Block the heroes!
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