Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1486: The soul is scattered
In the stone room, the ice coffin stands on the ground, the cold is overflowing, and the ice is cold to the bones.
In the coffin, a heroic man fell asleep quietly.
He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his face is like a crown of jade. Although he has lost his breath, he still has his grace and grace and is extraordinary.
This changed Ling Xian's complexion, and Feng Xing also changed his color.
You must know that those pills and magic weapons have disappeared, which means that, less time, tens of thousands of years have passed. However, this person is not physically bad. How amazing is this?
Although most of the credit is due to the ice coffin, it is enough to prove that this must be a super strong before his life.
"What a formidable body, absolutely surpassing the seventh stage." Ling Xian exclaimed, also a little wary.
Although this person is dead and can't die anymore, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be left behind, so he naturally needs to be careful.
"It seems that this person is the lord of the palace." Fengxing frowned and said: "This kind of physical body is estimated to have reached the eighth level."
"Yes, until the eighth level, it is absolutely impossible to let the physical body last for ten thousand years." Ling Xian sighed, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man's left hand.
There is a golden key.
This made Ling Xian's eyes brighten, and after that, he hesitated.
Obviously, this key can open the chamber, but it is in the ice coffin. In other words, if he wants to get the key, he must open the coffin.
This person in the coffin is undoubtedly disrespectful.
However, Fengxing doesn't care.
When he saw the key, he pushed the lid of the coffin without saying a word, intending to take it out.
Just when the lid of the coffin was pushed halfway, three silver needles suddenly shot out, sharp and sharp.
This made Feng Xing's complexion drastically changed, and in a hurry, he could only rely on the mana barrier to resist.
As a result, it was pierced in an instant.
The trend of the three silver needles remains undiminished, and their power is undiminished, reaching the center of Fengxing's eyebrows.
At the moment of the moment, Ling Xian took a shot, condensed into a three-flowered avenue, and crossed in front of Fengxing.
As a result, he was beaten in an instant.
Silver Needle is too strong, absolutely indestructible, so powerful that it is horrible!
Fortunately, neither Fengxing nor Lingxian are weak players. After playing a few more magical powers, $↗style_txt; finally negated the power of the silver needle.
"Huh, it's too dangerous." Fengxing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
However, in the next instant, the breath came up in the throat again.
A silver light appeared silently, and it penetrated Feng Xing's eyebrows with lightning speed.
Suddenly, Feng Xing was struck by lightning, not only his body was stiff, but his eyes were also lost.
"This is...should win!"
Ling Xian's complexion changed, his eyebrows glowed, and the spirits in the middle stage of Ming Dao roared out, followed by pouring into Feng Xing's body.
If he were to change to normal, he would naturally not have this ability, but the prevailing trend at the moment had been controlled, so he would naturally not resist.
After that, Lingxian’s Nascent Soul condensed in the Sea of Knowledge, and the shining radiance was brilliant and mighty.
"The generation of ants, dare to stop me?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, and then, the black air rose from the sea of consciousness, condensing into a human form. It was like a burning black flame, strange and terrifying.
"Who are you?" Ling Xian frowned, floating up and down in the sea of knowledge, like a god, proud of the world.
"There is a corpse here, who do you say I am?" The strange creature joked.
"Do you think I am a fool? If you are the person in the coffin, why take the house?" Ling Xian shook his head and laughed.
"Haha, yes, I am indeed not him." The strange creature laughed loudly and said: "But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he is dead and I am still alive."
"Understood, you are his opponent, and both fell with him." Ling Xian suddenly.
"He fell, I am not dead, as long as I destroy this little guy's soul, I can come back to life." The strange creature corrected.
"You don't have this chance, the final result is still death." Ling Xian's eyes flashed coldly.
"Dead? You look at yourself too high." The strange creature sneered, black energy rising, and fierce power filled.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, hurry up and leave my friend's body, otherwise, you will be wiped out." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and a cold glow burst out.
"It's ridiculous, do you know who is in the coffin?"
"In our time, he was hailed as the most likely to become the proud son of the gods. As a result, didn't he die in my hands?"
"You want to kill me too? It's really irresponsible."
The weird creature dismissed Ling Xian's attention at all.
"It's no wonder that it can make the flesh immortal for thousands of years, and it really has a lot to do."
Ling Xian sighed, his expression turned cold and said: "You in that era were indeed not something I could contend with, but now you are just a bereaved dog."
"What did you say?!" The strange creature was angry, and the black air was like a big wave, raging in all directions.
In the next instant, he made a strong shot, setting off a soul storm, and Ling Xian was stunned.
But soon, he broke free, and the light in the Jie Yin room was brilliant, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness.
This is a duel of spirits and souls, silent, but extremely dangerous, and if you make a mistake, you will fall into a dead end.
Therefore, Ling Xian did not dare to be careless, and tried his best to move the soul.
"Hmph, if the ice coffin had consumed 90% of my strength, it would be easy to kill you!" The strange creature snorted coldly.
"There is no if, so your ending is destined to be dispelled!" Ling Xian's eyes flashed coldly, unwilling to talk nonsense with this person.
At the moment, he opened Yuan Ying's eyes and burst out with extremely terrifying power.
Suddenly, the strange creature fell into the wind, and he was angry and roared up to the sky, but he was helpless.
Although he defeated the man in the coffin, his soul was sealed by the ice coffin. For thousands of years, his strength was exhausted, and that point alone was not enough to fight Lingxian.
"People who should have died, go to hell!" Ling Xian shouted, Yuan Ying opened his eyes again.
Suddenly, the power of the divine soul skyrocketed, causing the strange souls to fly away.
"Huh, it's too dangerous. Fortunately, I have formed a colorful soul infant. Otherwise, I can't compete with this person."
Ling Xian breathed a long sigh of relief, and then left the popular sea of knowledge.
After that, Fengxing woke up, bowed deeply to Ling Xian, and said, "You saved me again."
"With a lift, I can't watch you being taken away." Ling Xian waved his hand.
"It's too dangerous. Fortunately you have." Fengxing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He didn't lose his soul, but was temporarily suppressed.
Therefore, he saw the whole process~IndoMTL.com~, of course, he had lingering fears.
"It's all over. From now on, what is waiting for us is not a crisis, but a treasure." Ling Xian smiled faintly and raised the key in his hand.
Seeing this, Feng Xing laughed loudly: "It's too much to look forward to. Since this person is hailed as the most likely to become the proud son of the gods, the method he wants to cultivate will never be bad."
"Go and check it out." Ling Xian smiled lightly, closed the lid of the coffin, arched his hand at the man, and then went to the front of the law room.
Next, he inserted the key into the hole and opened the long-awaited chamber.
I saw that this place was extremely empty, with only three stone monuments standing, and letting the years pass by, it stood still.
The one on the left is inscribed with ancient characters, the one on the right is inscribed with patterns, and the one in the middle is blank.
Three stone steles stand, all of which are the rhyme of Taoism and the vicissitudes of life.
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