Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2170: Major problems
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In front of the mountain gate of the White Tiger clan, a woman in silver robe smiled like a flower, and said: "It's really nowhere to find anything to break through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it."
Hearing this, Ling Xian gave a wry smile and said nothing.
Although the woman in the silver robe is smiling and smiling very brightly, the resentment in her tone can be heard by a fool.
"Are you not going to explain?" The woman in the silver robe gave Ling Xian a faint glance.
"Explain what?"
Ling Xian laughed and said: "You cheated me once, and I cheated you once. We are even."
"I did pit you once, but did the seven royal families and ten royal families trouble you?" The silver-robed woman tucked the blue silk down to her forehead.
"I did pit you once, but did you fall?" Ling Xian smiled slightly. This woman is a noble silver dragon, even if she is a royal demon, she dare not move her easily.
For this reason, Ling Xian would cheat her. If her life is in danger, he would never do that.
"You are arrogant." The silver-robed woman sneered.
"Why don't you?"
Ling Xian shook his head and burst into laughter, and said, "You and I are even, there is no need to be indifferent."
"How can it be so easy to tie." The silver-robed woman glanced at Ling Xian, showing a bit of joking.
"I'm not a soft persimmon that anyone can handle. If you don't take it for granted, then don't blame me for being impolite." Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, and the silver-robed woman cheated him first. He just retaliated.
"Is this a threat?" The silver-robed woman's eyes were deep, her divine light circulated, and the dragon shadow circled.
"You can understand it this way." Ling Xian said lightly, **** for tat, not giving in.
"Bold!"
The black-clothed old man yelled sharply. Before, he thought that the silver-robed woman and Ling Xian were good friends. At this moment, he finally understood that the two had a holiday.
"The people of the White Tiger clan..."
Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes and saw that the old man in black was a white tiger in the ninth stage, but it was only half blood.
"A small human race, who dared to talk to Master Dragon Lady like this, is really impatient to live." The black-clothed old man sneered.
"Although you are only a half-blooded white tiger, you are in the ninth level anyway. You call an eighth-level cultivator an adult, don't you think you have lost the face of the white tiger clan?"
Ling Xian frowned slightly, knowing that this person was close to the real dragon clan, otherwise, he would not protect the silver-robed woman in this way.
"You are looking for death!"
The old man in black was furious. The biggest pain in his life was that he had not transformed into a pure-blooded white tiger. With Ling Xian's words implicitly ridiculed, how could he not be angry?
"The elders calm down."
The woman in the silver robe smiled gently, then turned her gaze to Lingxian, and jokingly said: "Why don't you listen to him first."
"For the sake of Lord Dragon Girl's face, I won't care about you." The black-clothed old man sneered and said: "Say, what's the matter with my white tiger clan?"
"I want to enter the ancestral land of the White Tigers and be baptized."
Ling Xian faintly spoke. The White Tigers are also a race known for their physical bodies. If they can receive the baptism, his physical body will surely get a qualitative leap.
"Haha, did you say it wrong or I heard it wrong, a human race, actually wanting to enter the ancestral land of my white tiger clan?"
The old man in black laughed loudly, making no secret of his sarcasm.
"I was right, and you heard it right." Ling Xian glanced at the old man in black faintly, and took out the token from his storage bag.
The divine light circulates, the white tiger roars, and the token is suspended in the air, like a pure-blooded white tiger coming in person, releasing a monstrous and fierce might.
"Elder Order?" The black-clothed old man's pupils shrank, and his smile froze on his face.
The woman in the silver robe also frowned slightly.
The White Tigers have an unwritten rule. No matter who they are, they can enter the ancestral land and be baptized with elder tokens in their hands.
Of course, a token can only be entered once, if it is used, it is naturally impossible.
"With this, it is not a delusion for me to enter the ancestral land of your Baihu clan." Ling Xian looked calm.
"The elder token can indeed allow you to enter the ancestral land and be baptized. However, whether this token is an elder token or not has yet to be confirmed." The black-clothed old man looked gloomy.
"As long as you are not blind, you should know that this is the elder's token of your white tiger clan." Ling Xian looked indifferent, and the token not only exuded the power of pure blood white tiger, but also released the power of the ninth stage.
The pure-blooded white tiger in the ninth stage must be the elder of the white tiger clan.
"You!" The old man in black was furious, but he had nothing to refute.
The breath of the pure-blood white tiger in the ninth realm cannot be faked, so after only one glance, he was sure that this token was true.
The reason why I say that is because it is not pleasing to look at Lingxian, and I don't want him to enter the ancestral land.
At the moment, the old man in black sneered: "Even if this token is real, it still needs to be confirmed. Who knows if this token has been used?"
"Come on with someone who can call the shots."
Ling Xian spoke lightly, knowing that the old man in black just didn't want him to enter the ancestral land, simply, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with this person.
"What do you mean?" The old man in black was furious and changed someone who could be the master. Doesn't it mean that he can't be the master?
"It means literally." Ling Xian looked calm and composed.
Don't say that the old man in black is only a half-blooded white tiger, even if it is pure blood, he is not afraid.
"Good, great."
The black-clothed old man's face sank like water, and said: "This token is indeed a token of the elders, but it has already been used, so you can go away."
"If you open your eyes and talk nonsense, aren't you afraid of causing trouble to your upper body?" Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and a cold light appeared.
"A mere eighth-level cultivator would dare to threaten me?" The old man in black sneered and said: "Ten you, why can't you stop me."
"I really can't help you, but the white tigers can."
Ling Xian looked cold, and said: "Aren't you afraid of your deeds being revealed?"
"Do you think the White Tigers will believe me, or will they believe you the human race?"
The old man in black showed a joke, and said: "Boy, hurry up and get out of here. If you don't leave, you'll have to lose your skin."
"It seems that you are determined to bully others."
Ling Xian's eyes were cold. Before he came, he had expected that he would encounter obstacles in this trip, but he didn't expect it to be such an obstacle.
"I'm bullying others, what can you do to me?"
The old man in black disdainfully smiled, and said: "Leave the token and get out."
After hearing this, Ling Xian's expression became even colder.
It's all about turning black and white~IndoMTL.com~ actually wants to seize his token, how can he not be angry?
"You will regret it."
Ling Xian took a cold look at the old man in black, then used his mana, and said loudly: "I have a way to solve the big problem of the white tiger clan, and I would like to ask the patriarch to show up."
Hearing this, the silver-robed woman was stunned, and the black-clothed old man was also stunned.
They couldn't figure out how Ling Xian, a human race, would know that the White Tiger race was in trouble.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The black-clothed old man yelled sharply, roaring out with horrendous power, desiring to kill Lingxian.
However, he was blocked by a tall man.
He is black and loose, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a demon god, and he is fierce and mighty.
Even if he restrained his vigor, it was shocking and shuddering.
"Patriarch!" The old man in black hurriedly saluted, cursing Lingxian secretly.