Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2250: The pinnacle

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The lord of the Xiao family fell to the ground helplessly, completely exasperated. Ω small Δ said

This made the people of the Xiao family grief and indignation. They wanted to kill Lingxian, but they didn't dare to make a move.

Don't say there is an overlord, even if they don't, they are not Lingxian's opponents.

"It's over."

Ling Xian glanced at the lord of the Xiao family, then turned his gaze to the overlord, and said: "Please also ask the overlord to find a secluded place for me. I want to retreat."

"Go to my Bawang Mountain."

The Overlord smiled faintly and said: "It's absolutely safe there."

"Okay." Ling Xian nodded lightly, and wanted to retreat for one month to build the third pattern of good luck.

At that time, his strength will have a qualitative leap, and the worst will be comparable to the Sword God!

"Let's go." The Overlord said, then took a big step, Ang forward.

Ling Xian and Lin Yingmei followed closely behind.

Seven days later, the group arrived at Bawang Mountain, and then Ling Xian retreated.

He calmly cultivated the third pattern of Tiangong.

Compared with the first two patterns, the third one is more difficult and more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will fall.

Fortunately, the mysterious symbol and good fortune work together, so that the first four patterns are complete, otherwise, Ling Xian will undoubtedly die.

The dead spot light, the inner strength is surging, and Ling Xian's inner strength will improve by almost every time he breathes.

Although there are not many, but in the long run, there will be a qualitative transformation.

However, it is difficult to hold on to that moment.

While the internal strength is diligent, it is also accompanied by severe pain, even Ling Xian, also painful cold sweat.

"Fortunately, the mysterious symbols have completed the first four patterns, otherwise, you will die if you touch them." Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and endured the severe pain.

As time passed, the pain intensified, but Ling Xian did not waver at all.

He held his breath and practiced quietly, waiting for the moment when he broke out of the cocoon and turned into a butterfly.

...

On the top of the mountain, the Overlord stood with his hand and muttered: "In one month, how strong will your strength be..."

"Should be comparable to the emperor's uncle." Lin Yingmei said confidently.

"So sure?" The Overlord was slightly startled. He is the top power in this world. It is not easy to compare him, let alone within a month?

"I saw too many miracles in him."

"The emperor didn't know something. When I first saw him, he was just an ordinary person with no internal strength."

Lin Ying sighed with emotion, and said: "However, after three days, he became a first-class powerhouse."

"Three days?"

The Overlord’s pupils shrank and said: "It takes three days to cultivate to the first-class realm, and half a month to cultivate to the realm of the master, it’s incredible."

"It is precisely because of this that I feel that in a month, he will be comparable to the emperor's uncle." Lin Ying looked forward to it.

"If he can really compare with me, then we may indeed monopolize the treasure house."

"The Empress closed the deadlock for the Broken Void, and nothing big will happen."

The Overlord narrowed his eyes and said: "I can block the sword god, and the rest of the people, with his strength comparable to me, can easily suppress it."

"The premise is that the Liang Dynasty does not send troops." Lin Yingmei reminded.

"Don't worry, if the five surnames, seven sects and nine hidden worlds want treasures, they won't let the big beams send troops."

The overlord smiled and said: "I'm going to incite all the major forces in the rivers and lakes, you stay here, don't go down the mountain."

"Uncle emperor, don't worry." Lin Yingmei nodded solemnly. After the overlord left, she closed her eyes and waited quietly.

Time passed quietly, and a month later, the cave mansion shook violently, sending out a terrible aura.

It's like the overlord descending, the sword **** is face to face, making Lin Ying's brows and blood toss, backing several steps in a row.

In the next instant, Ling Xian walked out slowly, dancing in white clothes without wind, sweeping through the wasteland.

He has built the third pattern of Good Fortune Heavenly Art, and his internal strength has jumped to the top level of this world, which is absolutely comparable to the Sword God!

"Did you succeed?"

Lin Ying's brows are filled with joy. If Ling Xian can reach the level of an overlord, then it is possible to monopolize the treasure house. How can she not be pleased?

"Not bad."

Ling Xian smiled and nodded. At this moment, he has the qualifications to compete with the Sword God. It can be said that it is easy to suppress the powerful with five surnames, seven sects and nine hidden worlds.

"It's great, you will be able to monopolize the treasure house with the emperor!" Lin Yingmei was overjoyed, and at the same time, she was shocked.

Although she believed that Lingxian could be as powerful as the overlord after she left the customs, when Lingxian personally confessed, she still set off a huge wave in her heart.

It took only a month to be as powerful as the overlord. How incredible is this?

It was spread out. I don't know how many people feel ashamed. Even the sword god, who is rare in thousands of years, will be hit.

"It's just possible. If the Liang Dynasty sends an army, ten of me will not do it." Ling Xian shook his head. There is no strong army, but the victory lies in the number of people, and personal strength cannot compete.

"Hahaha, the beam dynasty will not dispatch an army."

There was a clear laughter, and the Overlord climbed to the top of the mountain, looking at Ling Xian with admiration and shock.

No way, Ling Xian is too enchanting. It can be said that it hasn't been in ancient times. Anyone who changes will be shocked.

"It's settled?" Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"Yes, the beam dynasty was afraid of the power of the rivers and lakes, so it took a step back and promised to use only the power of six doors." Overlord laughed.

"It's so good."

Ling Xian smiled a little bit thickly. Although the six doors are masters like clouds, they are not inferior to the five surnames, seven sects and nine seclusions, but as long as there is no army, he is not afraid.

"Throughout the history, I can't find a martial arts wizard who can compare with you." The Bawang sighed, looking at Ling Xian like a monster.

"The Overlord has won the award." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"It's not an exaggeration, your current strength is comparable to me, even more than me." The overlord took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "If the Sword God knows, your strength is already comparable to him, I don't know. How will he feel."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

A month and a half ago, the Sword God wanted to accept him as a disciple. If he learned that he had reached the top, he would definitely have mixed feelings.

"Do you feel the barrier?" The Overlord said in a deep voice.

"I feel it." Ling Xian constricted his face and smiled. After completing the third pattern of good fortune art, he felt a barrier. If he could break it, his strength could improve.

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"This is what is commonly known as the Broken Void. Both I and the Sword God can feel it, but it is difficult to break." The Overlord sighed.

"It's really difficult." Ling Xian nodded in agreement. Although he has the qualifications to break the void, he is not even sure.

It's really too difficult. If he can build the fourth pattern of good fortune, he can easily break it, but under the situation of being suppressed, his strength can't be improved.

"It's impossible for me. It depends on whether you and the Sword God can do it." The Overlord looked at Ling Xian, full of expectation.

"I will try my best."

"Go, as long as the Overlord can stop the Sword God, I can suppress the powerful with five surnames, seven sects and nine hidden worlds."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, not arrogant, but confident.

At this moment, he can already fight the sword god.