Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2308: Shoot
In the depths of the green hills, the skinny old man’s eyes are hot, and his breathing is short.
It's impossible not to rush, that is the blood of the invincible ancestor, as long as he is refined, he can become the supreme!
"I don't know if you can become the supreme, but I'm sure, you will become a monster who only knows to kill."
Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and the blood race was extremely terrifying.
Even just a drop of blood has the power to deceive. If the old man refining, he will probably lose his mind.
"Why?" The skinny old man frowned.
"Have you heard of the blood clan?" Ling Xian looked solemn, he didn't know the blood clan before, it was the devil who told him.
"Blood?"
The skinny old man's complexion changed drastically, and said: "Is that the blood of the saint ancestor of the blood family?"
"Not bad."
Ling Xian sighed softly and said: "How terrible the blood race is, I think you should know."
"Anyone who is a little bit knowledgeable knows how terrifying the kinship is."
"Although the blood clan has been extinct, the former blood clan was so brilliant that it almost unified the sanctuary."
The thin old man sighed with regret and fear.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the blood family came to the sanctuary, and even the holy family was afraid of three points.
"So, you can't refining this drop of blood." Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and the blood clan was terrible "≤long"≤wind "≤wen"≤learning, w↓ww.cfw⊙xn⊕et, not to mention it. Invincible Saint Ancestor?
Even supreme, can't stop the bewitching power of this blood.
"I understand." The skinny old man sighed. He knew very well how terrifying the blood race was. If he forcibly refines this blood, the best result is loss of sanity.
The worst result is likely to be taken away.
The kinship is not only terrible, but also extremely mysterious.
"Let's go, since you can't refining, then don't grab it." The thin old man showed regret.
"No, this drop of blood must be taken away."
Ling Xian's eyes were deep and deep, and said: "Although it cannot be refined, this blood is also a treasure that is hard to find in the world, and even the only one in the world. How can you miss it?"
"If you want, I will do it." The skinny old man smiled and smiled. In the past few days, he has obtained seven valuable treasures, and Ling Xian didn't want one.
So, he wanted to make a move to grab a treasure for Lingxian.
"This time, I will also take action."
Ling Xian looked solemn, and said: "The two of you have already laid out the nets of the sky and the earth. It's hard to get out of it with your strength alone."
Hearing this, the old man nodded lightly and did not refuse.
He knew that Ling Xian was very strong. Although his cultivation was only in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, his combat power could definitely fight those two.
"Let's do it, we will withdraw after we get the blood-colored strange stone." Ling Xian stood up, and a trace of heat flashed in the starry eyes.
The blood of the saint ancestor is precious, and the blood of the saint ancestor of the blood family is inestimable. In any case, he will not miss it.
At the moment, he has a palm in the sky, sweeping across all directions with unmatched repulsion, shaking the entire strange stone mine.
At the same time, the skinny old man also took action.
Boom!
The eight wildernesses are shaking together, and the world is shocked. The old man's action is a taboo method, showing a peerless edge.
"You finally showed up."
The old man in white looked gloomy, and at the moment when he stood up, the eight-pole banner whistled out, sealing the void and imprisoning all directions.
The old man in Tsing Yi also took out a formation and turned it into a big battle formation, covering Ling Xian and the thin old man.
"Sure enough, I was prepared." Ling Xian's expression condensed, but he didn't panic.
Either the eight-stroke banner or the killing of the big formation, in front of him, the great master of the formation, there is not much threat.
"Trouble." The skinny old man frowned slightly and bombarded the flag with majestic mana, but the power was shared by the eight flags and couldn't break it.
This changed his expression, knowing that he was in danger, and if he was not careful, he would fall.
"Don't waste your energy. These eight-sided flags are connected to each other. With your strength, it is impossible to break."
The old man in white smiled triumphantly and said: "This time, I will cut you off."
"You don't have this skill yet." The skinny old man looked cold, and his majestic mana swept all directions to fight the killing formation.
"Haha, I really don't have one, but there are killing arrays and banners."
The white-haired old man laughed loudly and said: "These two big killers are specially prepared for you. Unless you are the supreme, otherwise, you will die."
Hearing this, the skinny old man's face turned gloomy.
He has tried, and he can't smash the banner, which means he can't leave.
In the case of unable to escape, even if he can block the killing formation, he can't block the two late stage powers of the Saint Realm.
"Let's give up resistance. Obediently follow me to the Ming clan to accept trial. Maybe I will show mercy and say a few words for you." The white-clothed old man smiled, and the winner was in hand.
The same is true for the elderly in Tsing Yi.
"Dreaming." The skinny old man sneered, his mana surged, and he fought against the massacre.
Ling Xian did not fight, he was breaking the formation.
Although this formation is strong, it is not a big deal in front of him, the great master of the formation.
Therefore, in just ten breaths of time, Ling Xian shattered the killing formation.
The array then split open, dimmed.
This stunned the few people present, but they didn't expect Ling Xian to quietly crack the killing formation.
"Who are you?" The old man in white looked gloomy, with awe-inspiring killing intent, and went straight to the Xiao Han.
"It's his helper." Ling Xian smiled faintly, raised his hand and struck the eight banners.
This treasure is magical, no matter which array flag is bombarded, the power will be shared by the eight flags, and only the array pattern of the broken flag can be completely shattered.
This is not difficult for Ling Xian.
In just a few breaths, the formation of the banner was shattered by him.
Suddenly, the banner split, and the power of imprisonment dissipated.
"How is it possible?" The old man in white was stunned, as did the old man in Tsing Yi and the thin old man.
They never dreamed that Ling Xian would be able to crack the banner, and the crack was so easy, it was easier than drinking water.
"Now, you don't have to rely on it anymore." Ling Xian's expression was calm, like a banished immortal, detached above all beings.
"Damn it!" The old man in white had a gloomy face and was no longer proud of it.
The same is true for the elderly in Tsing Yi.
Big Banner and Killing Array are their biggest reliance. Without these two killers, they can't keep the thin old man, so naturally they won't be proud.
"Hahaha, walking with you is indeed the right decision."
The skinny old man laughed loudly, knowing that the game was broken, and he could retreat with the blood-colored strange stone all over his body.
"Hmph~IndoMTL.com~ Even if you break the banner, don't even want to leave."
"It's nothing more than a monk in the early stage of entering the Holy Land. Killing you is as easy as turning your palms." The white-clothed old man sneered, and a palm fell, breaking into pieces.
"If you want to kill him, you must first ask me if I agree." The skinny old man had a cold expression, and pointed like a sword, splitting the sky.
The power, even if it is as strong as the old man in white, has to avoid the edge for a while.
"My cultivation is indeed only the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, but the strength is enough to fight you." Ling Xian spoke lightly, using the hand of the **** stealing the sky.
Suddenly, unmatched suction rushed out, collecting the blood-colored strange stones.
"Looking for death!" The old man in Tsing Yi shouted angrily, his black energy surged, turned into a ghostly shadow, and cracked the sky.
"A strong taboo technique, but it can't kill me."
Lingxian's expression remained as usual, the eight great realms and the power of breaking the five realms of Consummation broke out in an all-round way. (To be continued.)