Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1479: From blood…

The son of Mingluo broke through the air with a shot, and thunder appeared, terrifying.

Faced with this overbearing blow, Ling Xian showed a bitter face and gave up no hope.

This gun is too powerful, not to mention that he is already weak, even in the peak period, it is difficult to survive.

At this moment, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly landed and turned into an aegis, enveloping Lingxian.

In the next instant, the sharp shot came, but it failed to break through the soft auspicious clouds, but instead shook Prince Mingluo back three steps.

"Reinforcements are here..." Mingluo Shengzi's expression condensed, his deep eyes flowed with precious light, and he saw the picture hundreds of miles away.

After that, his eyes became gloomy and solemn.

It’s just because the reinforcements are very strong. There are not only seven or eight mid-Mingdao monks, but also two Mingdao peak powerhouses.

This kind of strength, even for him, is as stressful as a mountain.

"You can only retreat." Ming Luo Shengzi made a decisive decision. Although he was unwilling, he could only choose to retreat.

If the people behind him are in their peak state, they will have the strength to fight.

But these people have been severely injured by Ling Xian, and they have no fighting spirit and are in a negative state.

So how do you go to war with reinforcements?

"Good luck for you..."

Ming Luo Shengzi took a deep look at Ling Xian, unwilling, but also intent to kill.

Unfortunately, he can't kill anymore. Let alone the upcoming reinforcements, the shields formed by auspicious clouds cannot be broken in a moment.

"You said it's luck, then it's luck." Ling Xian smiled forcefully, too lazy to argue with this person.

He does not rely on luck, but on strength.

If he hadn't been for his sturdy combat power and had supported five moves, how could he wait for reinforcements to arrive?

"I remember you. Tomorrow, I will convince you of losing." Ming Luo Shengzi's eyes were deep. Calmed down.

But this humiliation is indelible forever.

"No one can say what's going on in the future." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and took advantage of the opportunity of the auspicious clouds to protect himself, and healed himself.

"Hmph, let's go!" Ming Luo Shengzi snorted coldly, turned into black energy, and disappeared.

Seeing this, the others also fled, but before disappearing, they all glanced at Ling Xian.

There was anger, fear, and shock.

Although Ling Xian was covered in blood and was beaten miserably by Ming Luo Shengzi, he insisted on five moves when the gap was big enough to kill in one shot!

This is not shame in anyone's eyes, but tough!

"This life is finally saved..."

Ling Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, a little bit lucky.

"I owe you another life." The blood-clothed man walked out of the forest, looking at Ling Xian with complicated eyes.

"I can't talk about owing, I just don't want you to die in vain."

Ling Xian waved his hand. As early as when the demon appeared outside the territory, he sent a message to the blood-clothed man that he could not come out even if he died.

Although this person is a strong man in the late Ming Dao period, he is already seriously injured and dying, and at most he is left with half of his combat power. In other words, he came out as cannon fodder by a spike.

"Anyway, I and them owe you a life." The blood-clothed man showed gratitude and admiration.

Ming Luo Shengzi is powerful, he sees it, and asks himself, even in his heyday, he may not be able to stop the five moves.

However, Ling Xian blocked the five moves of Shengzi Mingluo when he was lowered by two small realms. What kind of enchanting is this? How can we not let him admire?

"Thank you for the upcoming reinforcements. If they hadn't frightened the Ming Luo Shengzi, or else, we would all have to die." Ling Xian sighed slightly, somewhat thankful.

"The major forces have reached the end of the world, where did the reinforcements come from?" The blood-clothed man frowned.

"I'll know soon." Ling Xian smiled lightly, the auspicious clouds suddenly disappeared, and then ten figures descended strongly with their majestic power.

The two old men in white clothes are leading the way. But more, it is arrogant.

Like a supreme god, naturally with a kind of arrogance that looks down on the world.

The rest of the people are the same. They are so arrogant, especially when they look at Lingxian and everyone, they look like a true god, showing a bit of looking down.

This made Ling Xian frown, slightly unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

"Sure enough, it's the family of the Emperor of God..." The blood-clothed man squinted his eyes.

"How do you know?" Ling Xian suspiciously.

"Apart from the family of the gods, who else can be so arrogant? This kind of natural looking down is really disgusting." The blood-clothed man snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head, then stood up, and said, "I don't know, which one dropped the auspicious clouds?"

"It's me." The leading old man on the left opened his mouth, smiling lightly: "You don't need to thank you for your help."

"I will keep this kindness in my heart, and I will try my best if needed in the future."

Ling Xian's expression is solemn, and his words are even more powerful. It can be seen that he is from the bottom of his heart.

However, his heartfelt promise made everyone shake their heads and laugh.

One of the handsome men sneered even more: "The majestic family, do you need you?"

Hearing this, the blood-clothed man's complexion sank, but was stopped by Ling Xian.

"This is a kind of heart, maybe it won't help, but I have to pay it back." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Let’s take care of yourself first. Tsk tsk, being beaten like this makes me feel ashamed for you." The handsome man laughed.

"What do you know?!" The man in blood was angry and wanted to explain the process.

He believed that when these people knew that Ling Xian had insisted on five tricks when he was two small realms lower than his opponent, he would definitely be shocked.

However, it was stopped by Ling Xian.

Speaking of this may make the man afraid to ridicule, but it will deepen the contradiction. And what is needed at this moment is calmness.

So, he waved to stop the man without saying anything.

"Qin Che, be honest with me." The old man on the left said, the volume is not high, but it is beyond doubt.

"Humph." Qin Che snorted coldly. Although he was unwilling, he didn't dare to violate the old man's words.

"My name is Qin Wuya and I come from the family of Emperor Qin." The old man smiled and turned his gaze to Lingxian, saying: "By the order of the patriarch, strengthen the coalition forces."

"Qin Huang Family..." Ling Xian muttered to himself, thinking of the legendary Emperor Tongtian.

The invincible emperor was named Qin.

"I don't know the other battlefields, can someone reinforce it?" Ling Xian asked~IndoMTL.com~Naturally, the five gods and emperor families have already taken action, supporting the five battlefields respectively. "Qin Wuya nodded gently.

Hearing this, Ling Xian and everyone were relieved.

The family of the gods has already participated in the war. With the terrifying power of these behemoths, at least in the short term, there should be no problem.

"From now on, Qingyun Stream will be guarded by me and others. You can heal your wounds with peace of mind." Qin Wuya smiled.

"Thanks to fellow Taoists, then." Ling Xian clasped his hands and said with a smile, feeling a lot more relaxed.

"What are you worthy of being called Sanshu Gongdaoyou?" Qin Che sneered, obviously showing disdain.

This made everyone present frowned.

This statement is a bit too much. Although Qin Wuya is the pinnacle powerhouse of Ming Dao, as long as he doesn't break through to the eighth level, any seventh-level cultivator is qualified to be called a friend.

Therefore, the blood-clothed man and everyone were angry.