Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2065: Taking Treasure

"Saved, finally saved..."

"This is not a dream, I actually survived.????? Hunting???? Wen???????"

"Thanks to the predecessor, if it weren't for him, we would all have died here!"

Everyone cheered and wept with joy. Even with the three ninth realm powers, the eye sockets were somewhat moist.

Each of them thinks that he must die. After all, it is almost a dead end. Once the mana is exhausted, it will definitely turn into blood fog.

But at this moment, they have survived. How can they not cry with joy? How can you not be grateful to Dade?

Everyone turned their gazes to Lingxian, saying that they were seniors, thank you very much.

Even the three ninth realm powers are polite and unassuming.

On the one hand, Ling Xian rescued them, and on the other hand, he was the oldest qualified.

In the small world, he persisted for nearly a hundred days. This number shocked everyone and admired them.

Therefore, Ling Xian was respected by everyone, and even the three ninth realm powers did not dare to put on airs in front of him.

"Everyone is polite. It is not my personal contribution to escape from birth. Everyone here has contributed their strength."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, floating out of the dust, as if he had been banished.

"If the predecessors had not found the weak points, even if we joined hands and tried our best, we would not be able to break the small world."

The bright girl smiled and said: "This grace, I will remember it in my heart, there will be a good return in the future."

When the voice fell, everyone also spoke, expressing that they did not forget the favor.

This made Ling Xian smile a little, but he didn't expect to be surprised.

Maybe these people just talk about it and won't really pay back, but as long as one or two people remember it, then he will make a profit.

"Thanks to Zhou Tianyi, otherwise, I will not escape death." Ling Xian smiled faintly, quite delighted.

Not only because of the aftermath, but also because of Zhou Tianyi's strength.

This treasure can find out the weak points of all objects. For any creature, it is an excellent auxiliary treasure, which naturally makes him overjoyed.

"Dare to ask Senior, how do you find the weak points of the small world, but the legendary Zhou Tianyi?" The girl's beautiful eyes looked at Ling Xian without blinking, hopeful, but also a little nervous.

"Good eyesight." Ling Xian smiled faintly, this is not a secret, there is no need to hide it.

"Sure enough." The girl Qiu Shui's eyes lit up, and she stopped talking.

This made Ling Xianjian frowned, but didn't ask much.

He met the girl Pingshui, and people didn't want to say, he naturally wouldn't ask.

"Look there!" A young man pointed his finger forward, attracting the eyes of everyone present.

After that, everyone's eyes became hot, even Ling Xian was no exception.

Because, ten light clusters appeared there. Although they couldn't see their appearance, they released a strong breath.

Obviously, they are all amazing treasures.

This made everyone feel enthusiastic, and there were many people who wanted to seize the light group at the moment.

However, it was blocked by a middle-aged man.

He is one of the three ninth great powers, majestic like an emperor, and extraordinary heroic.

"Everyone, the reason why we can escape from birth depends on the son to find a way to survive, so I propose that the son choose one first."

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at the other two ninth realms, and said: "What do you mean?"

"I have no objection." An old man in black smiled, and another ninth-level strong also expressed no objection.

Seeing this, even if the others were unwilling, they could only nod their heads in agreement.

After all, the three ninth realm powerhouses all nodded, how can they refuse?

"Thank you, everyone." Ling Xian smiled faintly and did not refuse.

The ten light groups are all amazing treasures. This is a rare opportunity, and he will naturally not miss it.

At the moment, he nodded friendly to the middle-aged man, and wanted to choose.

But in the next instant, his brows wrinkled.

Because, more than thirty figures appeared right in front of them, and everyone had fiery eyes, making no secret of their possessive desire for the ten light groups.

"It seems that I can't get the treasure anymore." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and the middle-aged man and others owed him a life, but these people didn't owe him anything.

In other words, if he makes a move, he will definitely become a target.

So Ling Xian stopped and didn't move rashly.

"I will do my best to help you." The middle-aged man's eyes were deep, and a cold light appeared.

"I'm not a person of great promise, but I will try my best to do what I promise."

The old man in black smiled and said: "You don't have to go to war, son, I will win a light group for you, which can be regarded as repaying your life-saving grace."

"Thank you for both of you." Ling Xian's mouth smiled, happily leisurely.

He didn't expect that these two people would be so kind and willing to win a treasure for him even when there were competitors.

"Ten light groups, scores of people, it seems that a **** storm is about to be set off."

An old man in white spoke lightly, and then strode towards the light cluster.

"Ten light groups, I want one. Those who don't agree, just take it."

The words fell, and the ninth realm powerhouse present laughed, and at the moment, there was a domineering response from a sword-bearing man.

"Crazy enough, but do you have the qualifications?"

"Is there any, you'll know if you come and try." The old man in white responded strongly, like a **** walking in the world, looking down on the common people and arrogantly forever.

"This sword, take the head of your neck." The sword-bearing man pointed out, his sword intent rushed into the sky, showing his sharp edge.

"Don't be ashamed of talking." Without looking back, the old man in white shook the world with a punch.

Boom!

The swords and fists collided, and the aftermath swept across the ten directions. Except for the ninth realm strong, the rest of them all stepped back.

"This strength is not qualified to stand in my way." The old man in white faintly glanced at the sword-bearing man, and said: "Either retreat or draw the sword, choose."

"You are not qualified to let me retreat, nor are you qualified to let me draw a sword."

The sword-bearing man gazes at the cold flashes, turning thousands of sword lights, tearing the world apart, unstoppable.

The old man in white is not afraid.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, three loud noises suddenly sounded, and then hundreds of figures emerged.

Apparently, they also broke the small world in the imperial mausoleum.

This made the expressions of everyone present here serious, even the old man in white clothes and the sword-bearing man.

Dozens of people are divided into ten light groups, which is cruel enough, and there are hundreds of people now. One can imagine how fierce the competition will be.

More importantly, ~IndoMTL.com~ There are as many as twelve people in the ninth realm alone!

"Trouble."

The middle-aged man has a solemn expression, and the old man in black also feels a headache.

There are already as many as twelve people in the ninth realm, but there are only ten treasures. This means that even the ninth realm may not be able to do what you want. How can you help Lingxian grab the treasure?

"The two of you don't care about me." Ling Xian smiled faintly, his mentality was very good, he was lucky, no, nothing.

What's more, with his own strength, it is not impossible.

"I will try my best." The middle-aged man smiled, no longer hesitating, and took a strong shot.

The same goes for the old man in black.

The two shots completely ignited the flames of war, and all the ninth realm powerhouses shot strongly and started a melee.

The eighth-level monk is watching from the side to see if he has a chance to fish in troubled waters.