Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2171: Sickness

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The tall man stands with his hand holding his hand, like an emperor, and stuns the world.

His tiger eyes are full of light, and his suffocation is rushing into the sky. Even if he tries his best to restrain, it makes people tremble and shudder.

It's really terrible, like an ancient fierce, shaking the world, sweeping across the sky.

"Is the lord of the white tiger clan..." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, knowing that this person is also the supreme, and he is by no means inferior to the leader of the true phoenix clan.

"Do you have a way to solve the serious problems of my white tiger clan?" The tall man looked at Ling Xian, majestic as an emperor, extremely oppressive.

"Yes." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the moment he set foot here, he knew that disaster would be coming to the White Tiger clan.

The white tiger is one of the four elephants.

This evil spirit is a double-edged sword, which can hurt both the enemy and yourself. Even if it is dead, it will not dissipate in a short time.

Therefore, there is almost infinite evil spirit in the white tiger clan.

At this moment, the evil spirit is on the verge of bursting.

"Tell me first, what is the catastrophe of my white tiger clan."

The tall man has deep eyes, and said: "You are right. I have to thank you very much. If you are wrong, please keep your life."

"There is a mysterious formation here, and there is also a mysterious tomb. The latter seals evil spirits, and the former transforms evil spirits into spiritual energy."

"The formation was laid by the great master himself, and there was more than one, so that it can last forever and continuously transform evil spirits into spiritual energy."

"The man who built the tomb is also extremely amazing. If he hadn't sealed the endless evil spirit, even if several great masters teamed up to form an array, don't even think about reducing the evil spirit."

"It's a pity, whether it is the formation or the tomb, there will be a day when the power is exhausted."

"If what I expected is not bad, at most two years, the evil spirit will explode, and by then, the radius will be wiped out."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "What am I right?"

After hearing this, the woman in the silver robe was moved, and the face of the old man in black changed drastically.

He didn't expect that Ling Xian not only saw the catastrophe of the Baihu clan, but also saw the formation and the tomb.

This is not something ordinary people can do. Only people who have a good understanding of the formation and the tomb can do it.

"Sure enough." The tall man took a deep look at Ling Xian, a bit less contemptuous, and a bit more respectful.

"I don't have the ability, how dare I speak?" Ling Xian smiled faintly. He is a master of the formation and a master of tomb robbers. How could he not see the disaster of the Baihu clan?

"I don't know Tarzan anymore."

The tall man's expression softened a bit, and his words also used the honorific title: "Dare to ask Mr., do you have a solution?"

"Of course there are ways."

"It's just that I am not 100% sure."

Ling Xian sighed softly. The mysterious formation was laid by several great masters. He was not sure to completely repair it. As for the tomb, he was even more uncertain.

If it only collapsed by a few percent, he would be sure, but the tomb almost collapsed.

In this case, even if the tomb-maker comes back to life, he will not be able to return to heaven.

"How sure are you sure, Mr.?" The tall man looked at Ling Xian seriously.

"Conservatively speaking, only 30%." Ling Xian pondered for a moment. Even if it was just repairing the formation, it was quite tricky. With the addition of a large tomb, the 30% confidence was already high.

"Is it three percent..."

The tall man frowned and said: "If he fails, will the time of the suffocation be brought forward?"

"This is natural."

Ling Xian nodded lightly and said: "Neither the formation nor the tomb can withstand the toss. If it fails, it will definitely be damaged more severely."

Hearing this, the tall man was silent.

He wanted to bet once, but he didn't dare to bet.

One is that Ling Xian is only 30% sure, and the other is that failure will advance the time for the suffocation.

"Up to two years, the evil spirits will explode."

"Rather than just sit and wait, it's better to bet once. What if you win the bet?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and wanted to help.

It's not that he is overflowing with kindness, but that he wants to show favor to the white tigers so that he can accept the baptism of the ancestral land and punish the old man in black.

"This..." The tall man hesitated. He is not an indecisive person, but this matter is very important and he must think twice before acting.

"Patriarch, I don't recommend taking risks."

"The 30% confidence is too low. If it fails, my white tiger clan will not last for two years."

"If you wait, maybe there will be a turnaround."

The old man in black spoke. He knew very well what Ling Xian would face if he succeeded. Therefore, he wanted the tall man to dispel the idea of ​​trying.

"Wait?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, "Does it feel good to wait for death?"

"The dragon girl has agreed to temporarily lend the treasure of the true dragon clan to our clan, so that the evil spirits can be suppressed for three years."

"In other words, my white tiger clan has plenty of time to find a way. There is no need to take risks."

The old man in black gave Ling Xian a cold look, and said, "I'll be honest, although you are talking about the truth, there are too many people talking about soldiers on paper."

"Why didn't you call Lord Dragon Girl?" Ling Xian smiled and shook his head. Before the tall man came, the black-clothed old man respected the silver-robed woman as an adult and looked very humble.

At this moment, she is called Dragon Girl, obviously because she is afraid that the tall man will misunderstand something.

"Don't avoid the importance, just take it lightly!" The old man in black sneered.

"Are there?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly, too lazy to pay attention to the old man in black. He turned his gaze to the tall man and said: "There is only one opportunity. If you miss it, you won't have it again."

Hearing this, the tall man frowned and hesitated.

In these days, the White Tigers have invited too many capable people and strangers, but without exception, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Finally, someone who said there was a way appeared, he naturally didn't want to miss it, but the risk was too great.

If it fails, the evil spirit will explode in advance, which is something that the white tigers don't want to see.

"Try it."

The silver-robed woman suddenly spoke and said: "Even if it fails, there will be the treasure of my true dragon clan to suppress the evil spirits and buy time."

Hearing this, Ling Xian was slightly startled, but she didn't expect that the woman in the silver robe would speak for herself.

The old man in black was also puzzled and couldn't figure out why the woman in the silver robe who had a feast with Ling Xian would be on his side ~ IndoMTL.com~, it is better to take a gamble instead of just waiting to die. "

The tall man made a decision. He turned his gaze to Ling Xian and said in a deep voice: "Sir, I will leave this ancestral land with a long history of inheritance."

"This responsibility is really heavy, but I am willing to take it."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "I need three days to prepare. After three days, take me to the tomb."

"Good."

The tall man smiled, turned his gaze to the old man in black, and said: "You take this gentleman to rest, don't be negligent."

"Yes." The old man in black forced a smile that was worse than crying.

"Sir, let me say goodbye. If you need anything, just speak up." The tall man dropped a sentence and turned away.

Seeing this, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the woman in the silver robe and smiled: "Are you caring about the overall situation, or do you want to take the opportunity to pit me?"