Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2073: Immortality

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In the boundless void, the Yuan Ying villain rises and falls, the colorful divine light surrounds the body, and the mysterious Taoist rhyme permeates.

It is like an ancient Buddha, like an immortal emperor, immortal in all tribulations, and shocking the heavens.

Ling Xian's eyes are deep, looking at Emperor Zhentian who is swallowing the mountains and rivers, the cold light bursts out, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

The Great Emperor Zhentian wants to destroy his soul and seize his physical body. This matter is irreconcilable. Only one party can fall down to close the curtain.

So Ling Xian went crazy.

The villain Yuan Ying opened his eyes again, and the soul storm was surging, and hit the Emperor Zhentian strongly.

"In front of me, everything is in vain."

The Great Emperor Zhentian spoke indifferently, and the incomparable soul power poured out, easily defeating Lingxian's power.

Puff!

A mouthful of blood was spilled, Ling Xian's face was pale, and his eyes dimmed a little.

The duel between souls and spirits is the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you will lose your soul.

However, Ling Xian will not.

His soul has a trace of immortality, and with what the Emperor Zhentian can do now, his soul cannot be destroyed.

"We do have eyes and no beads. I didn't expect this person's soul to be so powerful."

"Unfortunately, he met Emperor Zhentian."

"He is too unlucky. The Emperor Zhentian is determined to seize his physical body. Even if he is amazing forever, there is no way to survive."

Everyone sighed, some worried, some gloated.

Sun is really one of the worried people.

He bombarded the barrier frantically, trying to break it and rescue Ling Xian.

Unfortunately, I can't shake it at all.

The entire imperial mausoleum is a supreme soldier. Although it doesn't help to seize the house, it is easy to suppress them.

"You don't have to work in vain, you can't save him." The sword-bearing man sneered.

This makes Sun Zhen look cold, but he has nothing to refute.

He can only pray for Ling Xian to reverse the situation, but from the current situation, Ling Xian is unable to return to heaven.

Boom!

Yuan Ying opened his eyes, the sky moved, Lingxian awakened like a peerless fierce, swallowing the heavens and all realms with anger.

However, it couldn't shake Emperor Zhentian.

He was too strong, the power of the soul was so strong that he easily defeated Ling Xian's power.

The blood was spilled, shocking, Ling Xian's eyes were dim, and the Yuan Ying villain had cracks.

"Give up, you can't stand against the sky." The Great Emperor Zhentian looked down at Ling Xian condescendingly, his eyes burning, full of longing.

Ling Xian's physical body is too perfect, even if he lived out the second life with the blood of the origin, he was born with great luck, it can't match it.

"I said, you are not a god."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and the Yuan Ying villain released a ten thousand zhang ray, illuminating the entire imperial mausoleum.

His spirit strength is indeed inferior to that of Emperor Zhentian, even if he saves his life, he is not an opponent, but this does not mean that he is hopeless.

It is not easy to destroy his soul.

"You really can't cry without seeing the coffin, or not, I will break your last hope."

The Great Emperor Zhentian's eyes were cold, and the power of the soul was like a violent wave hitting the shore, the trembling Lingxian Yuanying cracked, and his soul languished.

However, he couldn't let his soul fly away.

His soul has a trace of immortality, and with the current ability of Emperor Zhentian, it is impossible to be shattered.

"Interesting..."

The Great Emperor Zhentian narrowed his eyes and said: "I thought you were only on the road of immortal souls. Unexpectedly, you have already taken a few steps."

"So, you can't destroy my soul." Ling Xian smiled faintly, calmly.

The immortal soul is the most heaven-defying ability in the world. If it reaches the end and the heaven and the earth are destroyed, his soul will not be destroyed.

Such power against the sky, even if it is only one ten thousandth, it is not only the remnant soul of the Emperor Zhentian that can be shaken.

"I don't believe it."

The light of Emperor Zhentian's eyes became cold, and the power of the soul was like a huge wave, shaking Ling Xian to cough up blood, and the soul became more and more wilting.

However, it still hasn't dissipated.

This made Emperor Zhentian's expression gloomy, and everyone present was shocked and shocked.

Ask yourself, if you change them, your soul would have disappeared long ago, but Lingxian has not moved like a mountain. How shocking is this?

"What a tough soul, it's incredible."

"Of course it's incredible. Even the immortal king may not be able to embark on the path of the immortal soul. It is conceivable that the immortal soul is against the sky."

"Not even the fairy king can set foot? Oh my God, this person is too enchanting."

"I finally know why Zhentian the Great would say that he is better than all of us combined."

Everyone exclaimed, those who knew the immortal soul were shocked to the extreme, and those who didn't know it, they were shocked to the point where it could not be added.

Don't say anything else, just to say that even the fairy king may not be able to set foot on this point, which fully proves how enchanting Ling Xian is!

"I underestimated you." Emperor Zhentian's face sank like water, feeling troublesome.

After all, he is a remnant soul, and his power is limited. If he can't take the house before his power runs out, his soul will dissipate.

"I advised you not to waste your only opportunity. Unfortunately, you did not listen."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "If I didn't guess wrong, your power is running out, you can only make three shots."

Hearing this, the expression of Emperor Zhentian became more and more gloomy, and his eyes were filled with cold light.

"It seems, I guessed it right."

"Three chances, if I can't shatter my soul, the one who has lost his soul is you."

Ling Xian smiled at the corners of his mouth, and quietly reversed the situation, turning passiveness into activeness.

"Three chances are enough for me to smash your soul." The Great Emperor Zhentian looked cold and indirectly admitted that his power was only enough for him to make three shots.

This made everyone's expressions dull, but Ling Xian unexpectedly reversed the defeat.

Although they still don't think that Ling Xian can have the last laugh, it is quite incredible to be able to force Emperor Zhentian to this level.

"You can try."

Ling Xian's expression is calm, the immortal soul is an existence against the sky, even if he only has a trace of immortality, Emperor Zhentian can't shake it.

"I will send you on the road and take possession of your body."

The Great Emperor Zhentian restored his usual confidence and calmness, and the power of the soul fell strongly, causing Lingxian's Yuan Ying to nearly shatter.

However, it did not dissipate.

Just as injury and death are two different things, so is fragmentation and dissipation.

"If you can shoot 30 times, it might break my soul, but unfortunately, you only have two left."

Ling Xian's expression remained unchanged, still calm and calm.

"Enough."

Emperor Zhentian's eyes were cold, and the power of the soul was like a mountain, which made Ling Xian's face pale, and Yuan Ying was in shattered condition.

However, his soul still did not dissipate.

This shocked everyone to the point where it could not be added~IndoMTL.com~The Emperor Zhentian also lost his usual calmness.

He only has one mobile phone meeting left. If he can't smash Lingxian's soul, the dead person will be him.

"Can actually push me to this point."

The Great Emperor Zhentian's face sinks like water. He is already riding a tiger. Even if he ends his hand, his remnant soul will not allow him to seize the house again.

Therefore, he can only bet that the final blow will make Ling Xian's soul fly away!

Ling Xian is also betting, betting that his soul will block the final blow of Emperor Zhentian.

"Come on, either you die or I die."

A faint word fell, Ling Xian Yuanying opened his eyes, and the colorful divine light rushed into the sky, illuminating the entire imperial mausoleum.

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