Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1809: Unsung Heroes

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In the lobby of the firm, Ling Xian raised Erlang's legs and glanced at the old man indifferently, and said, "Is it all ready?"

"It is difficult to get these materials when changing to another firm, but in my Uzu firm, these materials are in stock."

The old man showed his face, handed the golden storage bag to Ling Xian, and said with a smile: "Please have a look, please."

Hearing this, there was a ray of heat flashing in the depths of Ling Xian's star pupils, and then his eyebrows glowed, and he checked the materials in the storage bag with his soul.

After a while, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a satisfied smile.

These materials are all high-quality materials, and there are no flaws. It can be ensured that he will not fail in the layout of the materials.

The most important thing is that he has collected all the materials and can set up a large array at any time to leave the foreign land.

At the moment, Ling Xian faintly smiled and said: "It is worthy of being the No. 1 Clan firm in Wujiang Continent. I am very satisfied with these materials."

"Haha, the son is satisfied."

The old man laughed and said: "These materials total 314 million spiritual stones. If you erase the fraction, the son only needs to give me 300 million spiritual stones."

"Good."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, waved his hand, and took out the magical medicine he didn't need.

Before coming here, he had erased the breath of these treasures, and no one could tell that these treasures came from the universe.

"Choose whatever you want, up to 300 million spiritual stones."

Ling Xian looked arrogant and said: "It doesn't matter if you take more, this master is not bad for this spiritual stone."

"What kind of madness? This level of treasure, as many as my lady wants!" Hong Xiu glanced at Ling Xian contemptuously.

"You girl is endless, right?"

Ling Xian shook the folding fan lightly and said: "If you dare to speak more, this young master will accept your lady. Then, you will be a bed warmer."

"Shameless!"

Hong Xiu was trembling with anger, and said: "Deng the disciple, look at the sword!"

The voice fell, and the three-foot green peak suddenly appeared, and with the momentum of the thunder, it approached Ling Xian's eyebrows.

This woman is a monk in the late seventh stage, so this sword is quite powerful, but in Ling Xian's eyes, it is naturally nothing.

With a flick of his finger, the three-foot green mountain broke, and the red sleeve was shaken back by seven steps.

"Although this young master is a dude, he is not a soft persimmon to be slaughtered."

Ling Xian smiled playfully, looked at the purple-clothed woman, and said: "I'm very curious about what you look like, whether it's a tragic life, or an overwhelming country."

Speaking, he appeared in front of the woman like a ghost, picking up the index finger of his right hand, trying to lift the woman's veil.

His movements are incredibly fast, really sparkling, in a breath.

If you change to an ordinary person, you will not be able to react at all, but the woman will block it.

She flicked her slender hand, and mysterious mighty power descended on Ling Xian's right hand, unable to lift her veil.

"Not bad."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes. Although he only used 50% of his power, it was not something ordinary people could stop.

What surprised him even more is that this woman's method of using the method to be in harmony with the avenue is definitely a taboo method for true immortals!

"My son, you passed."

The purple-clothed woman's red lips slightly opened, and the voice was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, crisp and moving.

"But, how do you know that you are extraordinary?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "The strongest descendant of the Saint Clan?"

"The strongest descendant of the holy clan can't be compared with my lady."

Hong Xiu smiled proudly and said: "Deng Disciple, now you know that my lady is amazing, you are the only one, you don't even deserve to carry shoes for the lady."

"Red sleeves."

The purple-clothed woman yelled softly, then gave Ling Xian a deep look and said, "My son, there are some things I don't want to say, don't force me."

"Huh?"

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly and smiled softly: "Okay, I won't force you."

Speaking, he looked at the old man and said, "Have you chosen it?"

"Okay." The old man smiled and divided the selected treasures.

"Happy cooperation."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian put away the golden storage bag and left.

...

Among the mountains and forests, Lingxian took out many materials and prepared to lay down a large **** array.

At this time, the foreign land has only one topic and only one purpose, and that is to catch him and smash him into pieces.

In this case, Ling Xian had to leave, otherwise, sooner or later he would be caught.

"I didn't expect that one day, I would be an enemy of the world."

Ling Xian sighed softly and sighed with emotion.

He has cultivated the Tao for many years, provoke countless powerful enemies, and even provoked a whole Yuezhou to chase him down, but compared to today's situation, those are all pediatrics.

Although the three saints remained silent, the remaining eight saints vowed to obliterate him. What's the difference between this and provoke a whole foreign land?

The seven saints, even if the immortal king is here, they have a headache!

"Anyway, I got the Sky Splitting Light and won precious breathing time for the universe. This is worth it."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly and was overjoyed.

Although no one in the universe knows about his feats, he is not for the sake of history and is admired and praised by the world.

The reason why I desperately won the sky-breaking light was just for peace of mind and for the preservation of the universe.

"Hurry up and set up the battlefield. I have a hunch that the seven saints will find me soon."

Ling Xian murmured, waved his hand, and the flames appeared, and he wanted to set up a teleportation array.

However, he stopped suddenly.

"What do you two do with me? Is it possible that you really want to be my bed warmer?"

Ling Xian flicked his sleeve and recovered a lot of materials.

"The son joked. The reason for following you is to get to know your skills. I beg you by the way."

The purple-clothed woman has a figure, like a fairy in Guanghan, beautiful and refined~IndoMTL.com~beautiful.

"See my knowledge..."

Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes and said: "Did you see that list of materials?"

"I'm not talented here, I have a pupil technique, and I saw it accidentally." The purple-clothed woman smiled.

"Accidentally?"

Ling Xian took a deep look at the woman and said: "I think you have a heart."

"Whether it is intentional or unintentional, it is not the point."

"The point is that I know what formation you want to deploy, and I also know...who you are."

The purple-clothed woman's eyes are deep, and the rhyme of Taoism is flowing, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Let's talk about it." Ling Xian's heart trembled, but his expression remained calm.

The words of the purple-clothed woman indicate that he has seen his details, but it may also be just a suspicion. If he deliberately blows him up, it is natural to behave calmly.

"Do you really want me to tell? Unsung hero."

The purple-clothed woman smiled, making Ling Xian's eyes glow cold, and she appeared behind the woman like a ghost, pinched her neck with her palm.

However, this is a ghost.

The purple-clothed woman appeared on the other side and smiled lightly: "I didn't intend to harm you, there is no need to kill people."

"The dead are the safest."

Ling Xian's expression became cold, and Zhu Juejian cut through the sky, reaching the center of the woman's eyebrows.

"But you can't kill me."

The purple-clothed woman's jade hand stroked, and the mysterious power came again, causing Zhu Juejian to deviate three inches, destroying the towering tree behind her.

After that, she stretched out two green and white jade fingers, and with indestructible force, she clamped Zhu Juejian.

"It's been a long time since I met such a powerful woman."

Ling Xian's expression is cold, and she knows that this woman is not inferior to herself, and she will definitely not be able to win it in a short time.

"Stop it, we...should not stand on the opposite side."

The purple-clothed woman took a deep look at Ling Xian and released her jade finger.

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