Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2491: 12 killers

The sky is dull and there is no sunlight.

In mid-air, the tree spirit frowned, unexpectedly the situation was so serious.

At the moment, he said in a deep voice: "In any case, you can't let the evil thoughts reincarnation disk swallow humanity."

"So, we have to find the fragments of Qi Tian Dao and Asura Dao." Ling Xian's eyes are deep, and humanity cannot contend with evil thought reincarnation disk. It must be combined with Heaven Dao and Asura Dao to have the power to fight.

At the moment, he took a big step to the place of great treacherousness.

In the next instant, he stopped and looked to the southeast.

There, a three-foot green peak appeared.

Not a magic weapon, but it is silent and awe-inspiring.

This sword is so powerful that if Ling Xian didn't notice it, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"Assassinated me, wishful thinking."

Ling Xian's expression is indifferent, he has a keen sense of spirit, comparable to supreme, and wanting to attack him is undoubtedly a foolish dream.

At the moment, as soon as he pointed it out, the force of the Yang was strong to fierce, and it shattered Qingfeng strongly.

At the same time, Ling Xian drew a circle with one hand, and the strong suction force brought a masked man to him.

Boom!

With a kick, it can drive the mountain, causing the masked man to fly upside down and cough up blood.

This person is not weak in strength, but a strong one in the late stage of entering the Holy Realm, but in front of Lingxian, it is like a window paper, which will be broken with a poke.

"Ahem, so strong."

The masked man kept coughing up blood. He didn't expect Ling Xian to find his own lore, and even more unexpectedly, he couldn't even stop Ling Xian's move.

"You are not weak, you want to be the gold medal killer on the twelfth floor." Ling Xian glanced at the masked man faintly.

The killers on the twelfth floor are divided into three levels, bronze, silver, and gold. Copper is the weakest and gold is the strongest.

It is said that there are a total of twelve gold medal killers on the twelfth floor, without exception, they are all strong in the holy realm, and they are good at assassination.

On top of Jin is the strongest killer in the ghost domain, the twelfth master.

"Yes, come here to kill you at the order of the host." The masked man's eyes were cold and his killing intent was unabated.

"The twelfth floor master looked down upon me too much. A gold medal killer can't kill me."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, "Go away, go back and tell the twelfth floor master, let him take the action himself."

"You don't deserve to let the host do it yourself." The masked man sneered, Qingfeng appeared, and the sword appeared.

At the same time, eleven figures walked out of the void, pierced out with a sword, and the mountains and rivers turned pale.

This is a killer sword, going straight, without fancy, can only block, can not hide.

"Be careful!" The tree was moved. He thought there was only one killer, so he relaxed his vigilance.

Suddenly, eleven assassins appeared, and he was caught off guard. He could only watch, unable to rescue him.

"I have been guarding you a long time ago."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the tree spirit did not find these eleven killers. It was not that he was not sensitive enough, but because he didn't know the dangers of the world and was insufficiently vigilant.

And he has always been alert, he has long discovered that besides the masked man, there are eleven killers.

Therefore, Ling Xian calmly retreated eleven divine swords with no **** fist and domineering.

The eleven killers then retreated, and everyone's eyes were full of horror.

It is amazing to find them, and it is even more shocking to dissolve their lore!

If someone who knows them is there, they will scream in exclamation and be shocked.

Because they are the gold medal killers on the twelfth floor, everyone is famous, and countless strong people have died in their hands.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the murderous names of the twelve gold medal killers have reached the point where babies stop crying!

At this moment, the twelve gold medal killers all came out, but Ling Xian was forced to retreat by himself. How amazing is this?

It was spread out, and the whole ghost domain had to be shaken!

"Take back your previous sentence, the twelve gold medal killers are here, and they have given you a lot of face."

The masked man's eyes were cold and he said: "The last time we joined forces was 80 years ago."

"You want me to take back what I said before, you are not qualified enough." Ling Xian spoke lightly, calmly.

The twelve gold medal killers are indeed strong. In the case of joint assassination, no one can stop below the supreme.

But for Ling Xian, these twelve people were vulnerable.

Because his spiritual sense is comparable to supreme, these twelve people can only confront him head-on, and cannot attack him.

"You are looking for death!" The masked man was furious, and the eleven gold medal killers were also angry.

Any one of them is a gold medal killer who makes the ghosts in the ghost realm afraid of the wind, but Ling Xian does not put them in his eyes, how can he not be angry?

At the moment, the twelve gold medal killers disappeared, hiding in the void.

"A useless trick, I can find you once, and I can find it a second time." Ling Xian looked indifferent, pointed it out, and the void collapsed.

The two figures fell weakly, the blood flow continued, and they were terrified.

And the next scene made them cold all over.

The emperor fist regrets the world, is overbearing, and Lingxian is open and close, like the lower realm of fighting gods, brave and invincible.

Boom!

The mountains and rivers shook, the sky broke and the earth broke, and ten gold medal killers fell.

Ling Xian was too powerful, and they had no power to fight back when they found out where they were.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The twelve gold medal killers were horrified. One time was a coincidence, two times they weren't.

Although they don't want to admit it, the fact is, the method they take pride in holding their breath can't hide Ling Xian's spiritual sense at all!

"I said, you can't kill me with you."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, Zhu Tianba appeared, and the brilliant light illuminates the sky!

The magic sword is shining for nine days, the fairy mirror penetrates the world, and the twelve people coughed up blood, and they didn't even have the power to parry.

It's not that they are too weak, but that Ling Xian is too strong.

He is the king who swept the same rank, facing each other, and the twelve gold medals were vulnerable!

When he reaches the ultimate holy state and becomes the supreme, then he will have the power to fight against the short path!

This is the ninth extreme!

"Withdraw, withdraw quickly!"

The twelve gold medal killers were terrified, and never dreamed that Ling Xian was so powerful.

You know, they are the gold medal killers on the twelfth floor, and they have never failed when they work together.

But at this moment, being crushed by one person, how incredible is this? When it is spread out, the twelve of them will become laughing stocks!

At the moment, twelve people fled one after another, one faster than one, which shows how scared they are.

Seeing this, Ling Xian moved his hands, and the strongest repulsion was powerful, like a hundred thousand mountains falling, causing twelve people to split their bodies and cough up blood.

But with the help of repulsion~IndoMTL.com~ they escaped faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Why let them go?" The tree spirit frowned, seeing that Ling Xian had let them go on purpose.

"Just a few, it doesn't matter whether you kill or not."

"Let them leave because I want them to tell me the twelfth floor master, I am not a soft persimmon, I want to kill me, and I will do it myself."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. His enemies are the Lord Twelve Lou and the Lord Tingchan, the rest are not worth mentioning.

"If the twelfth floor master shows up, I will kill him." The tree spirit smiled.

In Lingxian's heart, he and Shuling do not owe each other, but in the eyes of Shuling, he owes Lingxian a favor.

"Thank you, then, let's go and get the shards of reincarnation disc." Ling Xian smiled lightly and flew towards the east.

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This chapter was posted last night, and the website has not been updated, forgive me.