Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1648: Heroic
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Above the cliff, the old man's heart was trembling, and he murmured: "It's really cracked. Please search (Pin%Book¥¥Net) to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel."
"It is only temporarily suppressed, not to mention cracking."
Ling Xian waved his hand, his face pale, and his breath wilted.
With his current cultivation level, even with the help of a ghost seeker, he cannot crack the ecstasy and can only temporarily suppress it.
But in the eyes of the elderly, this is already quite amazing.
That's an ecstasy, even more terrifying than a ghost beast, even if he does it with all his strength, he can suppress two or three at most.
However, Ling Xian suppressed all the nine seductive souls, which naturally shocked him.
"Joining hands with you, sure enough."
The old man let out a long breath and looked at Ling Xian complicatedly.
"It's a bit early to talk about this now."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, running the primordial power to make up for his essence.
After a while, he recovered as before, and said: "Let's go, my method can suppress ecstasy for half an hour at most, hurry up."
After speaking, he stepped out and floated on the iron rope.
The same goes for everyone.
They didn't know what the ecstasy was, and they didn't know what methods Ling Xian used, but his strength was obvious to all, so everyone followed closely.
It turns out that their decision was not wrong.
Whether it is a river of blood or ecstasy, it seems that there is no such thing, let alone showing off, there is not even a trace of movement.
Therefore, everyone easily passed through the river of blood and came to the cliff on the opposite side.
"Thanks to this young man, otherwise, I will probably fall."
"Yes, although I don't know what this river is, but I think once it falls, there will be no bones left."
"There are also these nine chains. It feels terrible to me. Fortunately, there is a son."
Everyone spoke, showing some gratitude.
However, Ling Xian seemed unheard of.
He looked at the nine patterns on the mountain wall, his sword eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
The same is true for the elderly.
He hesitated for a moment, and said: "What do these patterns represent?"
"I don't know, I can only feel spatial fluctuations from it."
Ling Xian shook his head. He couldn't see exactly what the nine patterns were and what capabilities they had, but it felt like a teleportation array.
"I also noticed it, could it be the teleportation array?" The old man frowned.
"Try it and you will know." A middle-aged man said, pasting the leftmost pattern on his right hand.
Suddenly, the dazzling divine light exploded, and in an instant, it disappeared.
The middle-aged man who disappeared at the same time.
This surprised everyone, and their faces became gloomy.
Ling Xian's expression also became serious, and said: "It really is a teleportation formation.
"It seems that these are nine roads. The right choice is life, and the wrong choice is death."
The old man squinted his eyes and said, "Which one do you plan to choose?"
"It doesn't matter which one you choose."
Ling Xian spoke lightly, saying: "This is the tomb of ten thousand deaths, there is no way of life, all roads are full of crises."
"That said."
The old man smiled and said: "It seems that we can only resign ourselves to fate."
"No, to be precise, it is to do everything and obey the fate."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Let's go, just choose this one."
Speaking, he pasted the middle pattern on his left hand, as did the old man.
After that, a dazzling divine light gushed out, leading the two of them to disappear.
Seeing this, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all chose a pattern and were teleported to an unknown area.
...
The wind gusts and the ghost is faint.
In the endless cemetery, a dazzling light shines, and then two figures emerge.
One person is sloppy and wretched, like an old beggar.
One person is handsome and handsome, extraordinary and exquisitely graceful.
It is Ling Xian and the old man.
"A Thousand Miles Cemetery, Endless Tombstones..."
Ling Xian frowned at the gloomy and weird cemetery, the flowers of the avenue gathered quietly.
The old man also used a defensive method, and did not dare to be careless.
This is the legendary tomb of ten thousand deaths, and it may be built by Dan Zu himself. God knows how dangerous it is.
"Why are there so many tombstones in the tomb of Danzu?"
Ling Xian suspiciously, walked to the tombstone closest to him, and saw a blank space on it, with no words.
At the moment, he looked around the audience, and every tombstone he saw was empty.
"It's weird."
Ling Xian furrowed his brows and suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
"I think we may be in big trouble."
The voice fell, and the majestic power suddenly emerged.
Boom!
The tombstone closest to Lingxian vibrated, and at the same time it released monstrous power, it also filled with infinite black energy.
In the next instant, the black energy condensed and turned into a heroic spirit in armor, and slammed to Lingxian forcefully.
The spear in its hand is extremely sharp, and with one blow, there is no void!
This moved Ling Xian's face and raised his hand to gather the God of War Halberd and was forced to fight.
Clang!
With a loud noise, Ling Xian retreated seven steps, a little numb in his arm.
The heroic spirit also took seven steps back.
It had no expression on its face, and its war spear pointed at Ling Xian from afar, and its cold killing intent locked it firmly.
"It's very strong."
Ling Xian's expression became serious. Although he only used pure physical power, he was a physical body in the middle of the seventh realm.
The ability to shake his arm numb with one blow is enough to show how powerful this hero is.
And this is still in the case of its death, it is not difficult to imagine how terrible it was before it was alive.
"Heroic Spirit..."
The old man squinted his eyes, his face suddenly changed.
Ling Xian's complexion also changed~IndoMTL.com~ only because dozens of tombstones vibrated, gushing out monstrous black air, and condensed into more than 20 heroic spirits.
They are all wearing armors, holding war spears, and one by one, they are angry and fighting, shaking the eight wilderness.
That kind of power, even if it is as strong as Lingxian and the old man, he has to be moved.
"As you said, it is indeed a big trouble." The old man smiled bitterly.
"There is no way, I can only do my best."
Ling Xian sighed lightly. A heroic spirit can perform several tricks with him. So many heroic spirits can do it together, which naturally makes him feel difficult.
"Fight."
The old man's expression turned cold, and the long sword raised his hand appeared, with awe-inspiring murderous intent and mighty power.
In the next instant, he slammed out with a knife to fight the heroic spirits.
Ling Xian is the same.
Wearing a demon robe and holding a halberd from the God of War, he is like an immortal king, fighting for nine days and ten places.
Boom boom boom!
The heroic spirits are in great confluence, every one, every move, with an aura of indomitable advancement and death!
This moved Ling Xian, as did the old man.
Be aware that the heroic spirit has no thoughts and only acts according to instinct.
In other words, before they are alive, they will fight for their lives, and they will die until they die!
"Who are they..."
Ling Xian was puzzled, but he couldn't help thinking about the current situation.
In the face of more than 20 powerful heroes, if you are not careful, you may fall!
Therefore, Lingxian has no distracting thoughts in his heart, and the God of War Halberd sweeps across the ten directions, fighting the heroic spirits.
He opened up and closed, he was brave and invincible, even in the face of multiple heroes besieged, he was calm and unhurried, showing his peerless elegance!
Gradually, the heroic spirits can't hold it anymore. Although they have an indestructible warfare, they are dead after all and cannot be maintained for a long time.
As a result, they were gradually crushed by Lingxian and the old man, turned into black energy, and poured into the ground.
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