Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1650: Dan Zuxian

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With Lingxian's current ability, let alone beheading the saint ancestor, he couldn't shake even a strand of hair.

This is still when the ancestor was sealed, and he tried his best.

No way, the gap is too big, if the saint ancestor breaks through, he can't even make a move.

Therefore, Ling Xian walked straightforwardly and without hesitation.

The same is true for the elderly.

The two walked side by side, and about half an hour later, a palace appeared in front of them.

I saw that the palace is neither magnificent nor luxurious, and it feels extremely contradictory, like the coexistence of good and evil, and its mildness reveals coldness.

This made Ling Xian squinted his eyes and looked carefully.

After that, his complexion changed.

Because this is another big formation.

Although Lingxian doesn't know the name and ability of this formation, he can be sure that this formation is worse than Qianli Cemetery!

"Could it be possible to suppress a saint ancestor again?" Ling Xian looked solemn.

"Think too much, in my opinion, this is the core place of Danzu's tomb."

The old man showed fiery eyes and said: "Don't you find that the pill fragrance is much stronger?"

"I found it."

Ling Xian nodded slightly, the pill fragrance here was very strong, as if it was right in front of his eyes.

In other words, the pill is in the temple.

"What are you waiting for?"

The old man smiled, and said: "The Danzu inheritance, it is very likely to be in it."

After speaking, he stepped out and entered the hall.

Ling Xian is the same.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, a teleportation array manifested, teleporting him to an endless starry sky.

This is not a real starry sky, but an illusory scene constructed with great magic power.

So Ling Xian did not panic.

However, when a person condenses from the starry sky, it makes him a little moved.

Only because of this, the man is wearing armor and holding a war spear. From these two points, it is no different from the heroic spirit he encountered in the cemetery of Thousand Miles.

"A test..."

Ling Xian frowned slightly, and while thinking, the heroic spirit had already been killed.

The war spear pierced the galaxy, aroused the power of the stars, and killed Lingxian.

Seeing this, Ling Xian didn't rush, swiping his hands to make the spear deviate by seven inches. Then, as soon as he pointed it out, he instantly shattered the heroic spirit.

Although this person has the same cultivation level as him, he is just the addition of the five extreme realms, and naturally he can't stop him from a blow.

And when Ling Xian smashed this person, another heroic spirit condensed out, more solid and stronger than before.

"Six Great Realms..."

Ling Xian's expression condensed, and pointed out like a sword.

Boom!

The stars burst, the sky trembles, and the **** of interception is domineering and powerful, and instantly wipes this person out.

In the next instant, another figure condensed, as if it was the addition of the seven extreme realms.

"If I suppress this person, will the eight extreme realms be added?"

Ling Xian frowned, but he couldn't help thinking about the situation at this moment.

The heroic spirit shot and killed, tearing through the eternal blue sky, terrifying to the extreme.

Even Lingxian must be treated with caution.

At the moment, he pointed out and struck the war spear horizontally.

Clang!

Like the collision of the supreme celestial gold, the aftermath shatters the void and blasts the stars.

Ling Xian stepped back seven steps, dripping blood from his index finger, shaking slightly.

The heroic spirit did not see blood, and the spear did not change, but the body was a little illusory.

In the next instant, he swept across with his spear, and two phoenix birds fluttered out, with a thousand miles of red flames, burning the galaxy.

However, it is not enough to make Ling Xian change color.

He calmly and unhurriedly, his ten fingers touched the dragon piano, extinguished the fire, and smashed the phoenix bird.

Then, with a sword across the sky, he illuminates the sky, revealing his sharp edge.

Boom!

The heroic spirit shot out with a gun, fiercely like a **** of war, and shattered the sword of Zhu Jue.

"Deserves to be a member of the Invincible Legion, so brave after death, must be a member of the tiger general before his death."

Ling Xian admired, repeatedly plucking his bare hands, the Fulongqin song reappeared, shaking the heroic spirits back again and again.

At the same time, the mountain and river tripod fell like a blue sky, and even the heroic spirit held a spear to hold the sky, and his spine was also bent.

Seeing this, Ling Xian not only did not pursue the victory, but instead dispersed to Shanheding.

Heroes, you can die, but you can't insult!

This is his tribute, his respect!

Unfortunately, the heroic spirits are no longer sane and will only act according to instinct.

So, he tore the sky with a gun, and it was close to Ling Xian's eyebrows.

"If you have a sense of mind, you will definitely be equal to me."

"Unfortunately, you are dead. Even if you have an immortal war spirit, you are not my opponent."

Ling Xian's expression is calm, his left hand cuts off the sky, and his right hand smooths the chaotic fist. The invincible demeanor illuminates the galaxy.

Boom boom boom!

The god's finger is shaking the sky, and the emperor fist regretfully, the two complement each other, and the heroic spirits are unable to parry and slowly dissipate.

When he saw this, Ling Xian not only didn't relax, but waited for it.

Just because, according to the law, the heroic spirits that will appear next should be the addition of the eight extreme realms.

This kind of powerhouse, even if he puts on the golden armor, can hardly contend.

"This should be a test. If not, just dispatch the eighth realm heroes directly, there is no need to come one by one."

"And any test will not exceed the limit of the tester, otherwise, it will lose its meaning."

"Therefore, the heroic spirits of the eight extreme realms may not appear."

Ling Xian squinted his eyes and waited.

And it turns out that his guess was correct.

What he waited for was not the heroic spirits of the eight extreme realms, but a sentence, a sentence with appreciation.

"You are fine, not because of your extraordinary talents, but because of your respect for heroes."

Hearing this, Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and his body suddenly tightened~IndoMTL.com~ Since he entered the present, he has never noticed anyone. A word suddenly appeared, which naturally moved him.

But in the next instant, he recovered his calm and said: "Who is your Excellency?"

"Lord of this place." Gentle words sounded.

"You...Are you Danzu?" Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and his heart was shaken.

"You can call me that too."

A gentle voice sounded: "It's rare to see a younger generation who is pleasing to the eye, come in and tell."

The voice fell, and the scene in front of Ling Xian suddenly changed. It was no longer an endless starry sky, but a sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood.

What you see is red, like hell, which makes people shudder.

Above the dead mountain and the sea of ​​blood, an old man in white clothes is like a moon in the sky.

Although he is in purgatory, he is like an unquenchable sun, dispelling the cold and warming the earth.

His eyes are deep, looking through the ages, full of wisdom and vicissitudes.

"You...Are you Danzu?"

Ling Xian hesitated. Judging from his temperament, this person is indeed a real immortal, and such extraordinary charm cannot be faked.

But he really couldn't believe that Danzu would appear here.

"Doesn't it look like?"

Dan Zu smiled gently and said: "In your eyes, I should be a devil, cold as frost?"

"From a temperament point of view, you are indeed a fairy."

Ling Xian shook his head and said: "But in my eyes, you are no different from a demon."

"Oh?"

Dan Zu came to be interested, and smiled lightly: "Is it because of the grave?"

"Not bad."

"What is the difference between sacrificing all souls with blood for selfish desires and demons?"

Ling Xian's eyes are sharp, showing sharpness like a fairy sword.

"What a sharp look, for so many years, no one has dared to look at me like this." Dan Zu sighed.

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