Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1502: Soldiers are not bloody.

In the center of the mountain range, the four elders of the magic gate sneered sneerly, revealing their murderous intentions. ┞┝╞Read the book┡.

In this regard, Ling Xianyun was calm and gentle, and didn't take a few people seriously.

If these people are all six extreme states, he will not show up at all. But the number of people at most reached the four extremes, even if the number was doubled, they would not be his opponent.

"Before you do it, I will give you a choice. One is to quit the magic door and stop doing evil."

"The second is death, the soul is destroyed, and there is no possibility of survival."

"How to choose, you decide for yourself, remember, there is only one chance."

Ling Xian's expression is calm, and his words are calmer, showing his strong self-confidence.

"Joke! You can also ration us to choose?"

"Haha, I also give you a choice, either die or be a slave to me."

"Stupid, maybe one-on-one is not your opponent, but I will wait for it to be enough to suppress you."

Several people sneered and dismissed them.

"In this world, there is a kind of power that ignores quantity." Ling Xian smiled faintly, illuminating Tianyu with his self-confidence.

"It's true, but you don't have this ability." The old man sneered.

"That's because you don't understand me." Ling Xian smiled, not wanting to fight.

Therefore, he intends to reveal a little information so that several people will retreat.

"My real name is not Ling Feng, but Ling Xian. ══┡╞═╞┠┝ depends on ╪书═. "

"This name, you must have heard of it."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, making several Demon Sect elders frown, feeling a bit familiar.

After a few breaths, the complexions of the four changed.

"You...you are Ling Xian, the one who suppressed Tuoba Liufeng?" The old man exclaimed, not hard to hear, his voice trembling a little.

"Not bad." Ling Xian smiled and nodded, not deliberately showing off, just didn't want to do it.

When he heard his words, several people took two steps back unconsciously, their faces uncertain.

As for the battle that took place many years ago, although they didn't see it with their own eyes, they could still imagine how stunning Ling Xian who suppressed Tuoba Liufeng was.

After all, Tuoba Liufeng is a world-recognized candidate for the Emperor of God, and he is the addition of the six extreme realms!

This level of combat power, even if it is not comparable to those of the legendary gods, is enough to be of the same rank.

However, he was defeated by Lingxian. At the very least, this can prove that he is the six extreme realms!

And the enchanting evildoers of the six extreme realms are enough to ignore the number!

Therefore, all of them were shaken, but only because of this, there was no way for them to retreat without blood.

"How about the six extreme realms? I don't believe it. I can't suppress you with the strength of the four of me!" The old man sneered, which made several people more or less confident.

"If this is not enough, how about this?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the imposing manner in the middle stage of Ming Dao was released unscrupulously. ┡╪┝═╪┞═╪To read╪Book┝.{1＜

Several people also changed their colors and took a few steps back again, their faces full of horror.

With the addition of the six extreme realms, you can already leapfrog one another, ignoring the number. Coupled with a cultivation base that is a little higher than them, how can this battle be fought?

There is no chance of winning at all!

"You...you turned out to be in the middle stage of Ming Dao!" The old man stared at Ling Xian closely, his tone hard to conceal fear.

"Yes, now do you still think there is a chance of winning?" Ling Xian smiled and nodded, knowing that he would not be bloodless, and he took another step forward.

"You!" The old man gritted his teeth, but couldn't refute it.

The same goes for the others.

Although I don’t want to admit it, even though it’s cruel, this is true.

Don't say that they have a chance to win, even if they block Ling Xian's move, I am afraid it is an extravagant hope.

"Seriously speaking, I don't have a deep hatred with you, so I don't want to kill."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Go away, life is more important than succumbing to the feet of a foreign race."

"Speaking lightly, if I wait to retire, this life will not be saved."

The old man smiled bitterly, and then he turned into a sorrowful look: "Don't be afraid, don't forget, I wait for a blood formation, he may not be able to win!"

After hearing this, everyone hesitated.

"Xuanwu University 6 will fall into the hands of the saints sooner or later, think about the benefits of following them, and also think about the fate of betraying them."

The old man was bewitched, making several people more shaken.

"Being a dog is better than being a human being?"

Ling Xian frowned, his expression turned cold: "Well, since this battle is your last support, then I will break it."

The voice fell, and he flicked his big sleeve, and the sky pattern appeared, falling on the **** formation.

Immediately afterwards, the scarlet pattern disappeared, and after a few breaths, it disappeared completely.

This means that the formation was broken, and after a few breaths, it was completely broken.

"Impossible! Never!" The old man roared, full of disbelief.

The same is true for the remaining three people, looking at Ling Xian as if they were looking at a monster.

"The facts are right in front of you. Believe it or not, it's not up to you."

Ling Xian spoke lightly. Although he had never seen this formation, he was a great master of formation. As long as it is a formation, he has the qualifications to crack, and this formation is naturally no exception.

And with his proficiency in formation, there are not many formations that can be difficult, at least, the **** formation is not among them.

"You!" The old man shouted angrily, but more, fear.

Even the last reliance is gone. Who can't be afraid after changing?

"I said one last time, leave, otherwise, I will never show mercy."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, causing several people to shudder.

As early as when he said his real name, several people were shaken a bit, and at this moment, the faith was completely broken.

There is no hope. If they don't want to die, they can only give in.

At the moment, one person sighed: "I...I am willing to swear to heaven."

"The correct decision." Ling Xian said lightly, turning his eyes to the other three, and said: "It's up to you to make a decision. My patience is limited."

After hearing this, the remaining three sighed helplessly and chose to submit.

There is no way not to surrender. Maybe they are dead for betraying the foreign race, but at least, they can live longer.

"Very good."

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and said: "God swore, remember, don't play word games with me."

Hearing this, several people sighed, and continued their oath of the Heavenly Dao, stating that they would no longer have any contact with the extraterritorial celestial demon, nor would they be evil again.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was completely relieved.

The reason why he didn’t want to do it was because he found that the extraterritorial demon of the eighth level left a divine mind~IndoMTL.com~ this divine mind didn’t have any abilities, it’s just that when he was in a battle, this person Will be the first to perceive it.

In other words, if Ling Xian made a move, that person would be alarmed.

After all, these are four Mingdao monks, no matter how strong they are, they will make some noise.

For this reason, he would try his best to lobby, otherwise he would have already punched him through.

"Fortunately, this person's spirit is not on the big battlefield, otherwise, I won't have a chance to take advantage of it."

Ling Xian smiled secretly, turned his gaze to a few people, and said: "Now, tell me what you know about the alien race."

Speaking, he added another sentence.

"This is not a discussion, but an order."

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