Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2307: Blood Demon
In the depths of the green mountain, the thin old man grabbed the flaming red stone with a palm across the air.
This made Ling Xian startled slightly, but he didn't expect the old man to be so direct.
The guards of the mine were also stunned. They didn't even dream that someone would dare to **** Ming's strange stone, and he was so blatant.
"Presumptuous!"
An anger resounded throughout the nine days, and the two figures rose into the sky, both of them terrifying and terrifying.
In the next instant, the two of them shot and collapsed the void.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the aftermath swept through the wasteland, causing the crowds to be throbbing with blood and panic.
"You **** again!" An old man in white shouted angrily, and three great cauldrons appeared, like the sky falling down, suppressing the thin old man.
"Hey, this strange stone, I want it." The thin old man smiled, raised his hand to shake the sky, and overturned the three great cauldrons.
At the same time, immeasurable divine light swept across all directions, shining to the extreme, even Lingxian was blind for a moment.
The same goes for everyone present.
After a short while, the flaming red stone disappeared, and the thin old man disappeared.
"This trick again!"
The old man in white was full of anger, and the old man in Tsing Yi was also extremely angry.
Apparently, they have been cheated by this method, and more than once.
"Interesting magical powers." Ling Xian←Chang←Wind←Wen←Learning, ww⊙w.cfw∞x.n⊥et smiled faintly, and did not leave.
Although the fire prevention beads are precious, they can't satisfy the skinny old man. He will definitely come back.
Unsurprisingly, when the mine returned to calm, the thin old man appeared with a triumphant smile on his face: "I'll just say that the two of you can't help me."
"Awesome." Ling Xian did not hesitate to praise, whether it is the strength of the old man or the magical technique, it is worthy of praise.
"You are also great."
The skinny old man smiled, opened his palm, revealing a fire avoiding bead: "I found that we two are perfect match."
"Why did you say this?" Ling Xian smiled faintly.
"I often visit the strange stone mines of the major forces, and I often grab ten strange stones to have a treasure."
"With you, every strange stone contains treasures, and it is a treasure of amazing value." The thin old man looked at Ling Xian with a smile, and said, "You are responsible for selecting, and I am responsible for robbing. Isn't this a perfect match? "
"Indeed."
Ling Xian nodded in agreement. His shortcoming is his strength, he can't compete with the two late stage powers of the Saint Realm. The old man's shortcoming is the strange stone attainments, and he cannot be sure whether the strange stone is hiding the treasure.
The two partners complement each other.
"I have a hunch, this time I will return with a full load." The old man smiled and was glad that he had found Ling Xian.
"I also have a hunch, well, wait patiently for the next strange stone." Ling Xian smiled faintly, running the secret technique to peep into the sky.
Half an hour later, he saw a broken spear, which was full of killing intent, enveloping the supreme power.
Obviously, this is a crippled Supreme Soldier.
At the moment, Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the old man and said: "The incomplete Supreme Soldier, can you grab it?"
"Grab, of course you must grab."
The old man's eyes lit up and said: "Although it is incomplete, the Supreme Soldier is a priceless thing. It is hard to encounter, how can you let it go?"
"Then do it, be careful." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and turned his gaze to a cyan stone.
"Don't worry, the two of you can't help me." The old man smiled, and grabbed the blue stone with a palm.
Boom!
A fierce and regretful heaven, killing intent swept across, the two old men appeared in shape, and once they shot it, they had forbidden magical powers.
Endless black energy emerges, condensed into two supernatural shadows, standing on top of the earth, shocking the world.
The power of that kind, even if he is as strong as a skinny old man, his expression becomes solemn.
At the moment, he also used a taboo technique to block the two ghostly shadows.
At the same time, the bright divine light reappeared, making everyone's eyes burned like fire, and they had to be closed.
In the next instant, the blue stone disappeared, and the old man disappeared.
"Damn it!"
The old man in white was furious, and the majestic power swept all directions, causing the guards and slaves to tremble, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
"He ran away again." The old man in Tsing Yi looked gloomy, angry and helpless.
The skinny old man is very strong, even if they do their best, they can't help him, and more importantly, he has that magical secret.
Although this method does not have the ability to attack or defend, it is definitely a life-saving magical skill!
"Next time, I must kill him." The white-clothed old man disappeared with murderous intent.
The same is true for the elderly in Tsing Yi.
As the two disappeared, the thin old man appeared, his face was not only proud, but also joy.
The Supreme Soldier is a precious thing. Even if it is incomplete, its value is quite amazing. How could he not like it?
"Joining hands with you is indeed the right decision."
The skinny old man smiled, handed the broken gun to Ling Xian, and said, "I'll give it to you."
"I want the supreme soldier to be incomplete and useless, you keep it." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then calmly searched for the strange stone containing the treasure.
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
In the past three days, Ling Xian and the thin old man complemented each other, making five shots in total, each time he got a priceless treasure.
This made the skinny old man laugh from ear to ear, wishing to hug Ling Xian for a kiss.
Although he was the one who took the shot, he definitely had half of Lingxian's credit. If he hadn't chosen the right stone, the old man would not be able to get the treasure even if he had the ability to shock the world.
The two people guarding this place are the Qiqiao producing smoke, and their lungs are about to explode.
Although those rare stones are not a big deal to the Ming people, who have a great family, but to them, it is a shame!
It's all about being blatant, and it's actually successful. Where does this put their faces?
Therefore, the two of them did not leave, they sat cross-legged in the strange stone mine, vowing to smash the skinny old man to pieces.
"Seven treasures have been obtained on this trip. It's time to leave." The thin old man smiled, not wanting to confront the two men head-on.
"Can't go."
Ling Xian looked at a blood-colored stone, Ling Xian's expression was solemn, unable to conceal the shock.
Seeing this, the thin old man was slightly startled, never seen Ling Xian so solemnly.
At the moment, he restrained his smile and asked: "What is in that strange stone?"
"A drop of blood, the blood of the invincible saint ancestor." Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes, shocked and fearful~IndoMTL.com~ because it was not only the blood of the invincible saint ancestor, but also the blood of the Gorefiend.
The so-called blood demon is just a name for the creatures of the universe, and the correct name is blood.
This tribe is extremely terrifying. Before the endless years, it made the strong in the universe tremble and fearful.
Not only because of the terrifying combat power, but also because the blood demons can deceive people.
In the past years, Ling Xian encountered a strange blood pond in Da Da Mausoleum, where a man of blood was sealed.
"The blood of the saint ancestor?" The thin old man's pupils shrank, and he was shocked, but his heart was fiery.
Holy Ancestor is the existence of invincible worlds, even if it is just a drop of blood, it is also an invincible medicine!
"If I could refine the blood of the saint ancestor, I would definitely become the supreme!" The thin old man was breathing fast. Although he was only half a step away from the supreme, this half step was like a moat and it was difficult to cross. (To be continued.)