Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1457: Withered

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In the demon stone forest, the mountain peaks rioted. Although the surface was cracked by Ling Xian, it revealed the determination to die. Please search (product% book ￥ ￥ net) to see the most complete! The fastest newest novel

At the same time, the offensive has become more and more fierce.

However, Ling Xian not only did not panic, but became more happy.

The more deadly the mountain peaks, the more important the things they protect. It is very likely that the mountain possesses the secrets of divine power and violates the rules of the Five Elements.

Therefore, Ling Xian made his moves even more fierce, shaking Bahuang trembling, and the mountains swaying.

However, he didn't kill him. The mountain peaks had born the wisdom, and there was no hatred with him, and there was no need to slaughter.

"Return to me!"

Ling Xian stopped drinking, flicking his hands, the atmosphere of the avenue filled, strong against the mountains.

With a loud noise, the mountains were beaten back one after another, making it difficult to contend. In the end, even the encirclement could not be maintained.

Ling Xian is too strong, really like the lower realm of the war fairy, bravely messed up.

However, the mountains will not retreat, even if they are already full of cracks, they still will not retreat.

This made Ling Xian’s eyes flash cold, and he shouted: "If you don’t retire, please don’t blame me for killing!"

After hearing this, no one answered, the offensive of the mountains became more and more fierce, and he showed his will with action.

"Difficult." Ling Xian frowned, and the formation pattern of his hands emerged, transforming into a prison formation, and instantly suppressed a mountain.

Immediately afterwards, more mountains were sealed by him, trapped in place, unable to move.

However, there are too many peaks in the Demon Stone Forest, which can be called endless, countless.

They have succeeded in succession, although they are no match for Ling Xian, but they have never moved forward, putting life and death away.

This made Ling Xian feel helpless. Although he was not afraid of human tactics, he could only adopt a seal if he didn't want to kill them.

But there are too many mountains here, even if he died from exhaustion, he would not be able to seal all of them.

Boom!

The mountain peaks are violent, one after another, with an unending determination, vowing to repel Lingxian.

Unfortunately, although they are endless, their combat power is not high, and their methods are relatively simple.

Even the peaks in the seventh state do not pose a threat to Lingxian.

"It's not a solution to fight like this, it must be solved all at once..."

Ling Xian frowned, and the Seven Zhutian Transformations surrounded him, shining for nine days, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

No matter how fierce the mountain peaks are, it is difficult to get close to him.

This is still when he deliberately kept his hands, otherwise, he would have been shattered long ago.

"Stop it and let him come over."

The sound of a faint sigh made the mountains stop immediately.

Ling Xian also dissipated his aura, looking into the depths of the stone forest, the starry eyes flashed with surprise.

His spirit has reached the seventh state. With his full release, don't hide any disturbance within a hundred miles, don't try to hide his perception. However, he couldn't feel the breath of the speaker, there were only two possibilities.

One is that the speaker used a special method, and the other is the strength, which far exceeds Lingxian.

The former is better to say, if the latter, then it will be troublesome.

"Get down and let me talk to this person."

The sigh came again. Although Qunshan was unwilling, he didn't dare to violate it. He obediently gave way.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took a big step and held his head forward.

This caused the undead cat to bark twice, and his little fleshy paws gripped his clothes, not wanting him to enter.

"It's okay." Ling Xian smiled faintly, never stopping.

One is that he must enter the dense forest, and the other is that he believes that the speaker cannot threaten him.

Perhaps, the speaking person's cultivation base is much higher than that of him, but if he could make a move, he would have acted on him a long time ago, and there is no need to let him in.

So, Ling Xian walked calmly, and finally saw an unusually majestic mountain.

It stands proudly on the ground, tall and majestic, and magnificent, just like the emperor in the mountains, ignoring the mountains.

And its aura is even more like a sea, even if Ling Xian inspects it face-to-face, it can't detect the reality.

However, he can be sure of two points, one is that its cultivation is far beyond his own, and the other is that it has been so badly injured that it can't use it.

"Do you want me to come in for a while?" Ling Xian asked, and the spirit looked around carefully, but no special aura was found.

"Yes, I am the king of this place." Jushan said, "Humans, I don't want to fight, you go back."

"If the purpose is not reached, you can't retreat." Ling Xian shook his head.

"Explain your intentions. If you can, I don't mind taking a step back." Jushan sighed lightly.

"I want Dao Lingguo." Ling Xian said in a deep voice, with hope hidden in his star pupils.

"Sure enough, I came for the sacred fruit..." Giant Mountain sighed softly, full of helplessness.

This made Ling Xian's eyes shine bright, hoping to turn into hotness.

He is not sure whether there is a Dao Ling Guo in Demon Spirit Mountain, but Ju Shan's words clearly tell him that there is a Dao Ling Fruit here.

"Human, you are lucky and unfortunate."

"If it were changed to three years ago, I would blast you out mercilessly, or even blast you to death."

"But now, I am willing to give you the holy fruit."

Jushan sighed, in addition to helplessness, it also showed a bit of sorrow.

This made Ling Xian frowned and said: "Dao Ling Guo has a problem?"

"Yes, a thousand years ago, the demon stone forest was unknown, and it was not labeled with the word demon. It was just the most common stone forest."

"It was the appearance of the sacred fruit that gave birth to spiritual wisdom and divine power in the mountains here."

"However, just three years ago, the sacred fruit withered. I tried everything I could, even to transfer the essence to it, it didn't help."

The giant mountain sighed, no one can hear its sadness and helplessness.

"In other words, the current Tao Lingguo is dead."

Ling Xian furrowed his brows, never expected that this would be the result.

"Yes, the reason why I am so weak is because I keep sending essence to the holy fruit, but after three years, the holy fruit has not improved at all." Jushan said, showing deep fatigue.

"No wonder you are willing to give it to me, but what is the use of the dead Dao Ling Guo?" Ling Xian smiled bitterly.

"Maybe useless, maybe useful."

"Due to restrictions, I cannot leave the Demon Stone Forest, but you can."

"Perhaps, you can find a way to regenerate the holy fruit."

The giant mountain spoke in a deep voice, implying hope.

In the eyes of others, Dao Lingguo is a dead thing, and it is impossible to have feelings. But for these rocks, Daolingguo is their parents.

Without it, they can't have intelligence.

"Understood, give Daolingguo."

Ling Xian sighed slightly~IndoMTL.com~ Whether the spirit fruit is withered or not, this is all hope, and he must take it away.

"Hope, you can find a way to bring it back to life."

The huge mountain opened, and the bottom split open, revealing a dull, wrinkled fruit.

It is lifeless, even without water, apparently completely withered.

This surprised Ling Xian's eyes, because every knowledge of Baicao Danxin gave the message of this fruit.

Daoling fruit, can inspire mountains, rocks, plants and trees, and endow strange abilities. It is the first magical medicine under the immortal medicine of immortality.

A simple sentence, which fully explained this fruit's defying nature, naturally surprised Ling Xian.

At the same time, he smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he should be happy or worried.

Getting the sacred fruit is a joyful thing, but it has withered, and it is useless to get it.

However, this is hope after all.