Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1670: See hell

In mid-air, the middle-aged man's eyes are as sharp as a sword, sharp and compelling.

Changed to the ordinary seventh-level cultivator, even if he didn't tremble, he would show some fear.

However, Ling Xian is not an ordinary monk.

The eighth-level strong man who died in his hands is already close to double digits. How can he care about the oppression of middle-aged men?

"I am standing in front of you, don't you have confidence in your own strength?" Ling Xian chuckled.

"It's easy to kill you."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Ling Xian and was inclined to believe it.

The same is true for the elderly.

Firstly, they didn't think Lingxian had the guts to deceive themselves, and secondly, they saw his disguise, but didn't see through his illusion.

In other words, what appeared to the two of them was still a fake face.

But because they saw through the relationship between disguise, they made sure that this is the true face of the person in front of them.

"If you haven't lied, why don't you ask for a bounty after we solve Lingxian?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Xian faintly, and said, "So, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

"I'm afraid that you will fall back on the bill."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "I am just a little monk, with no background and strength. What can I do if you fall behind?"

"Joke!"

The middle-aged man's complexion sank, and he said: "Don't say it's just six billion spiritual stones, even if it's six billion, I'd rather not repay two families!"

"If not, give me the bounty."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "This way, I can lead the way with peace of mind."

"Are you a threat?" The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, and a cold light appeared.

"Don't dare, I am a seventh-level cultivator, how dare I threaten the eighth-level strong?" Ling Xian waved his hand.

"Forgive you for not dare."

The old man snorted coldly, turned his eyes to the middle-aged man, and said: "Or, just give it to him first, anyway, he can't escape."

"Also, but I can only give half."

The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Xian sideways and said: "If I see Ling Xian, I will give you the other half. If you don't see it, you will pay me your life."

"Half..."

Ling Xian groaned for a moment, knowing that the 300 million spirit stones was already at the limit.

At the moment, he smiled and said: "Yes."

"You better pray that Ling Xian is still there, otherwise, your head will be mine."

The middle-aged man looked indifferent and threw out a storage bag with his hand.

"Definitely still, he was seriously injured and will not leave for a short time."

Ling Xian smiled, and checked it with his soul, and it was determined that it was 300 million spirit stones.

It made him amused, and he looked forward to their expressions when they learned the truth.

Actually, Ling Xian doesn't lack spirit stones at all, let alone 600 million, even if it is 6 billion, he doesn't care about it.

All he wanted was that Ninglian lost his wife and lost soldiers.

Just imagine, when you learn that these two people are trapped, and give the enemy 300 million spiritual stones, what would it be like to be angry with the two families?

Just thinking about it makes people feel funny.

"Seriously injured?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and said: "Lead the way."

"Grandpa Third, I want to go too."

A young man suddenly spoke, and everyone said they wanted to go.

This made the middle-aged man frowned and said: "Ling Xian is a dangerous person, if you go..."

"It's okay, doesn't this person say that he is injured?"

The young man smiled proudly and said: "What's more, with the third grandfather and the elder Lian's family, how could he have the opportunity to go wild?"

"Not bad."

The old man showed his face and smiled, "Let these boys follow."

"Yes, let alone Ling Xian is already seriously injured, even if not, in front of the two, there is only one escape."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, he was reluctant to go to some people.

Although the status of these younger generations is not as good as these two eighth-level great abilities, they are also excellent children in the clan, which will definitely make the Ninglian family feel distressed.

"Alright, let's go together."

The middle-aged man accepted it, making everyone happy.

"Dare to provoke Ninglian's two families. Today, I have to teach him a lesson!"

"Yes, I want him to be cramped and hung at the gate of the city to let the world know the fate of offending the Ninglian family!"

"Haha, just thinking about it makes me excited."

Everyone was unscrupulous, as if Ling Xian had become something in the bag, a turtle in the urn.

"Interesting, I would like to see if you are still as rampant as you are now when you are imprisoned."

Ling Xian sneered secretly and said: "Let's go, I will take you to find Ling Xian."

After speaking, he stretched his figure and flew towards the mountain range.

Everyone followed suit.

Everyone has a relaxed attitude, especially those younger generations, who are like traveling in the mountains and playing in the water, so relaxed and unbelievable.

Obviously, he didn't pay attention to Ling Xian.

Ling Xian didn't care about this either.

He is certain that the Prisoner Immortal Array can seal these people, which means that after a while, their ease will turn into despair.

"Here, Ling Xian, heal his injuries below."

Ling Xian hovered high in the sky, pointing to the center of the mountain range.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man followed the direction of Lingxian's fingers and looked down, then frowned, and said: "I don't feel the breath of human beings."

Speaking, he turned his gaze to the old man and said: "How about you, are you aware of it?"

"Nothing."

The old man's expression became cold, and he looked at Lingxian and said, "Boy, don't you plan to explain it?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart sank, knowing that he was negligent.

However, there is still an opportunity to make up.

At the moment, he calmly said: "Perhaps, he used a means of restraining interest, waiting for me to investigate."

While speaking, Ling Xian squeezed the seal of the law, and suddenly the wind was surging, flying sand and rocks, blocking everyone's sight.

At the same time, he condensed the illusion with one hand, again bewildering everyone's spirits.

Finally, he used one gas to transform three clears, condensing a clone, quietly landing in the center of the mountain.

All this was done in an instant, so no one noticed it.

"Boy, you'd better pray that you can find Lingxian, otherwise, your head will fall to the ground." The middle-aged man surveyed.

"I found it, please take a look at the two seniors."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, under his finger.

There, there is a person sitting cross-legged, beautiful and handsome, and otherworldly.

This refreshed the middle-aged man, no doubt about him.

The same is true for the elderly.

Firstly, Ling Xian's small actions were not found, and secondly, it was a clone of one gasification and three clearness. It was no different from the body, except that the strength was not as good as IndoMTL.com~ and this was exactly what Ling Xian said about being seriously injured.

Therefore, the two of them were convinced and laughed loudly.

"Haha, Ling Xian, today is your death date!"

"I found you, so I'll catch it, otherwise, I will tear down your bones!"

The two of them laughed wildly, carrying overwhelming power, and fell strongly in front of the avatar of Lingxian, which is also the prisoner's formation.

The same goes for everyone.

At the same time, they clamored wildly, as if they had put themselves in the position of the winner.

This made Ling Xian laugh, and Xin said that these people were really stupid, and yelling at a clone, it was stupid at home.

At the moment, the corners of his mouth raised, and he slowly said a joke.

"Congratulations to all of you for meeting Lingxian and hell."