Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2397: Alternative duel

"Don't even think about it..."

The old man's eyes condensed, and he didn't expect Ling Xian to refuse, and he didn't even think about it.

The man in the golden robe and others were also quite surprised.

But for them, this is a good thing.

Ling Xian was their only hope. If he stood on the side of the old man, then they would really have no hope.

"I advise you to think clearly, even if you don't want longevity, you shouldn't be an enemy of me."

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian and said: "If you and I exchange identities, I can break through the mountain guarding formation taught by Taichu in just one day."

"Are you threatening me?" Ling Xian said lightly. The old man meant that his formation skills were superior to him.

This was already known to him when he saw the Super Divine Formation.

"You can understand it this way, I advise you to believe it rather than question it." The old man said lightly and said: "It should be noted that for more than 20,000 years, I am the master of the battle."

"I believe it." Ling Xian sighed softly. Although he was the best among the great masters of the Array Dao, the old man was even better.

After all, the old man lived for more than 20,000 years, but he was less than two hundred years old.

"Not only do I have a higher level of knowledge than you, but there are thousands of divine formations. You have no chance of winning against me." The old man glanced at Ling Xian faintly.

"The odds of winning are indeed not great."

Ling Xian sighed, it's all about the formation of knowledge above him, the most troublesome thing is that the old man has thousands of both offensive and defensive formations.

Although you can wave your hands to form an array when you reach the realm of a grandmaster, it is a low-level formation. It takes at least a moment to deploy a **** formation.

Let’s not say whether the old man will give him a moment, even if he does, he will not be able to fight the thousands of divine formations.

"Wrong, there is no chance of winning."

The old man smiled and said: "I now give you two choices, one is to die, the other is to be my servant, choose one."

"As you said to the Patriarch of the Beginning, you did not give me the qualification to choose." Ling Xian said indifferently, "What I am best at is to defeat the strong with the weak."

"Haha. It's a good one who defeats the strong with the weak." The old man laughed loudly, making no secret of his sarcasm.

"I would like to see how you, who don’t have time to set up an array and are under me, can defeat the strong with the weak."

"Come to fight."

Ling Xian's eyes are deep and deep. He has never confronted the Human Formation Dao since he cultivated the Taoism. He didn't expect to encounter such a strong opponent for the first time.

The old man is terrible, let's not talk about how strong his formation is. Just talking about the thousands of **** formations can crush him.

Yes, it's crushing.

There are thousands of offensive and defensive divine formations. How can Lingxian resist when there is no time to set up the formation?

Fortunately, thousands of divine formations only have formation patterns. If it is a complete divine formation, there is no need to fight at all.

"I will ask you one last time, whether to choose to die or to submit."

The old man looked down at Ling Xian condescendingly, surrounded by thousands of divine formations.

"I said, you are not qualified to choose." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and a cold light appeared.

He is arrogant and can never succumb to the old man, even if he is dead, he has to stand and die!

"Then I have no choice but to send you on the road." The old man's expression fell cold, and the magical formation was shining, bright as the sun.

Seeing this, Ling Xian waved his hands in a formation, sword intent.

It is his own formation, the sword formation.

This formation is both offensive and defensive. It is quite extraordinary. The moment it emerges, the sword glows open to the sky, showing its sharp edge.

"Insect carving skills." The old man spoke indifferently, swept by the immeasurable light, and in an instant, the sword formation was broken.

It's so powerful, even a thousand sword formations can't stop it.

This made the man in the golden robe and the others sigh, and Ling Xian also sighed.

If you give him time, he has the confidence to fight the old man. After all, he has the inheritance of Feng Qingming and knows too many powerful formations.

Even if the formation is not as good as the old man, he may not lose in the formation duel.

Unfortunately, the old man will not give him time.

What Ling Xian can do is to buy time, resist and make formations at the same time.

"A Great Master of Formation Dao who is less than two hundred years old, just think about it, I feel incredible."

"Even if it is me, I have to admit that your potential is above me. You can surpass me in at most a hundred years."

"Unfortunately, your practice time is too short. At this moment, you have no chance of winning."

The old man spoke lightly, and the power swept across all directions, causing Ling Xian's mouth to bleed and back again.

"Little friend Ling!" The man in the golden robe changed his complexion, feeling guilty and helpless.

The same is true for the gray-haired old man and Taichu Jiao Zun.

Ling Xian could have stayed out of the matter, but they dragged him into the whirlpool, how could he not be ashamed?

"It's okay, in a short time, he can't kill me." Ling Xian's eyes were deep, and the formation pattern appeared when he raised his hand, transforming into a large formation, resisting the might of the **** formation.

At the same time, he took out a lot of magical materials and planned to set up a super magical formation that could compete with the old man.

This is his only chance. If he succeeds, he can crack the game. If he fails, he will die here.

"Do you only have this ability?" The old man sneered, teasing Ling Xian like a cat catching a mouse.

Ling Xian was indifferent to this.

It's better for the old man to tease him, so that he has a chance to reverse the situation.

Boom!

The divine light rushed into the sky, fierce and mighty, and thousands of gods flared up, causing Lingxian to cough up blood, and a few bones were broken.

It's really too powerful. This is Ling Xian. After changing someone else, he would have been wiped out a long time ago. "Haha, it's too weak, it's vulnerable." The old man laughed aloud, and the winner was in hand.

Because he also lost the relationship between the three powers of Law, Soul and Body, he did not notice Ling Xian's small movements.

"Damn it! What kind of skill is it with the formation that has already been laid?"

The man in the golden robe was angry and said: "If you have the ability, you can give little friend Ling time!"

"Yes, you can't win!" The old man in white shouted angrily.

"I really can't win, there is no absolute fairness in the world. If I give him time to lay out, then I will be a fool."

The old man laughed playfully, the power of the divine formation was earth-shattering, and in an instant, the man in the golden robe and others spewed blood.

This is still in the case of Ling Xian's shot, otherwise, they have been destroyed.

Without the three powers of Law, Soul and Body, they are no different from mortals. How can they resist the power of the Divine Formation?

"I can't protect myself, and I still want to take care of others?" The old man glanced at Ling Xian faintly, and said: "I pity your talents and want to give you a way out, but unfortunately, you don't know what is good or bad."

"What you gave is not a way of life~IndoMTL.com~ but a way of humiliation."

"I, Lingxian, a proud man, how can I bend myself to a slave and leave it at your mercy?"

Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and the endless array patterns appeared, turning into a large array, either offensive or defensive, and powerfully killed the old man.

At the same time, he secretly set up an array, waiting for the chance to comeback.

"Well said!"

The man in the golden robe was full of enthusiasm, and said: "Little friend Ling, if I am lucky not to die, I will be drunk with you!"

"You are not lucky."

The old man gave a cold look at the man in the golden robe, and said, "When I clean him up, I will send you on the road."

The voice fell, and the Thousands of Gods Array glowed, smashing the formation under Ling Xianbu.

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There is no chapter three, so think about the next plot.