Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2519: The power dissipates

? In mid-air, the three short-paths stood proudly, towering like a hundred thousand mountains, and sharp like a sword that surpassed the world.

　　 The three of them swallowed Xinghe with awe-inspiring murderous intent.

　　 Just as Ling Xian said, either stop or let him die.

　　His potential is terrible. As long as he does not die, becoming a shortcut is a certainty, even suppressing an era!

　　 By then, even if the Big Three do their best, they will not be Ling Xian's opponent.

　　 "You look down on me too much." Ling Xian's expression was cold, and he wiped out the Mo family. Is it necessary to become a shortcut?

　　 As long as he adds to the nine extreme realms and becomes the supreme, suppressing the old man in black is easy!

　　 "Speak up without shame."

　　 The old man in black looked down Lingxian condescendingly, and said: "You at this moment are only half-step supreme. You don't even have the qualifications to fight me."

　　 "Brother Mo, stop talking nonsense with him."

　　 An old man in white faintly opened his mouth and said: "Boy, don't blame me on Huangquan Road. If you want to blame, blame you for not having eyes and offend my Bai family."

The voice of 　　 fell, he pointed out, like the anger of God, destroying the world.

　　 "Want to kill him, did you ask me?" The Taoist tree's eyes were cold, and a golden branch broke through the air, blocking the white-clothed old man's shaking the sky.

　　"You can't stop the person I want to kill."

　　 The old man in white has an indifferent expression, referring to the world, covering nine heavens and six realms, and breaking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

　　 At the same time, the Seven Saints Pavilion's near-paths made a move, sweeping the dust three thousand meters, and shattering the nine heavens.

　　 This makes the tree smart, whether it is a person who is close to the path of the Bai family, or the person of the Seven Saints Pavilion is a close way, they are all with deep roots and the same level of existence.

　　 Even if he is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, he is not an opponent.

　　 At the moment, the tree is transformed into a body, endless branches dance wildly, confront the gods, and force the dust.

　　 Boom!

　　The sky is cracked, the eight wastes are broken, and the terrible aftermath shakes the sky and the earth. It is as strong as Lingxian, and the corners of the mouth are bleeding.

　　 He knew that he could not escape, the only way was to refine the power of Dao Guo before the tree spirit fell.

　　 "I can only spell it."

　　 Ling Xian muttered to himself, flicking his hands, one hundred and eight large arrays emerged, endlessly guarding his body.

　　 Immediately, he calmed down, desperately refining the power of Dao Guo.

　　 "Huh?" The black-clothed old man frowned slightly, his brows pierced and his eyes were shining.

　　 The white-clothed old man and the seven-sacred pavilion's approachers also used the method of exploration, wanting to know what power exists in Ling Xian's body.

　　After three breaths, all three of them were moved, shocked and panicked.

　　 just because they can see that it is the power to reach the ninth extreme and become the supreme power!

　　 Once fully refined, Ling Xian’s combat power will reach a terrifying level, enough to crush the near path!

　　 "Stop him!"

　　 The black-clothed old man’s eyes flashed with cold electricity, like the legendary first day of calamity, destroying the world and slaughtering the people.

　　 Boom!

　　 The sacred formation was shattered, and Ling Xian coughed up blood. If the Taoist tree hadn't taken the shot in time, he would have been destroyed.

　　 The shortcut is too terrifying. With his current strength, he doesn't even have the power to fight back.

　　 "I will stop them, you go!"

　　The Taoist tree gritted its teeth fiercely, and its endless branches turned into swordsmanship.

　　 However, the three major shortcuts cannot be shaken.

　　 They are too powerful. Together, no one can stop the universe except God!

　　 "We can't go, we have no other way except the power of refining Dao Guo." Ling Xian sighed, madly running the two great powers of prehistoric nature and refining mysterious power.

　　 "You are right, I really underestimated you."

　　 "If you are to refine the power in your body, I will work hard, and I will not be your opponent."

　　The old man in black took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Unfortunately, you have no chance to refine."

　　"I'm glad to ask Brother Mo to do it, and I'm glad to find you before you refine the power in your body."

　　 The old man in white smiled, and said: "The great emperor who suppressed an era died in my hands. I want to live forever and be famous forever."

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, kill him quickly, and you will change after a while." The Seven Saints Pavilion's near path spoke lightly, and the dust opened the sky, shaking the world.

　　 Boom!

　　 God’s mighty power for nine days, the sky was red with blood, and the Taoist tree became mad with anger, even if it was seriously injured, it did not retreat half a step.

　　The three major shortcuts joined forces to kill, the only way is for Lingxian to refine the power of Tao fruit.

　　 If he retreats, Ling Xian will die, and he will die too.

　　 Therefore, the Taoist tree fought in blood, fighting desperately.

　　 "Give up resistance, you are not our opponent." The black-clothed old man opened and closed, raising his hand and shaking the galaxy.

　　 The white-clothed old man and the seven-sacred pavilion's shortcomer are also strong and outrageous, and the Taoist tree is dim and dull, and there is no force to fight back.

　　 Seeing this, Ling Xian sighed, knowing that there is no way for him to live with the tree spirit.

　　Once the Taoist tree falls, what awaits him is his death, his soul flies away.

　　 However, Ling Xian did not give up.

　　 He burned Tianzun’s ancient blood, racing against time, desperately refining the power of Dao Guo.

　　 "Ling Xian, don't waste your efforts, this is a mortal game, you can't break it." The Bai Family Supreme smiled playfully, not rushing to kill Ling Xian.

　　The Taoist tree just lingers, and it won’t be long before it will be bombarded and killed by the three major shortcuts.

　　 This means that the overall situation has been decided, and Ling Xian will not be able to escape.

　　"Not necessarily."

　　 Ling Xian's eyes are cold, and he has refined most of the two powers of Dao Guo. As long as he is given a moment, as long as he reaches the ninth extreme first, he will be able to break the game.

　　"Maybe?"

　　 "I admit that you can turn things around by refining the power in your body, but you can't refining it."

　　 Bai Family Supreme sneered and said: "I have a method to destroy the unrefined power, do you want to try it?"

　　 Upon hearing this, Ling Xian's complexion changed, and his heart sank to the bottom.

　　 The power of Daoguo~IndoMTL.com~ is his only hope. If it dissipates, then he and the tree spirit will undoubtedly die.

　　 "Dare you!"

　　The Taoist tree yelled, and its golden branches burned, entwining the three short-paths, imprisoning the Supreme Bai family.

　　 "Small bugs!" The old man in white sneered, pointing at the fairy sword, and cutting off the burning golden branches.

　　 However, there is no way to extinguish the blazing golden flames.

　　 The black-clothed old man and the seven-sacred pavilion's shortcuts can't be broken either.

　　This fire is not trivial. It is the strongest method of the Taoist tree. It has the ability to imprison and seal it. Even a short-path can trap a hundred breaths of time.

　　 It’s just that the price is very high.

Once 　　 is used, it will lose five thousand years of life, and the foundation will be damaged and it is difficult to recover.

　　 "Ling Xian, I can only buy a hundred breaths of time for you. It's up to you to break the game." The Taoist tree smiled miserably, trapping the four with golden flames.

　　"Hundred breath time..." Ling Xian's heart sank, burning Tianzun's ancient blood, desperately refining.

　　 After ten breaths, thirty breaths, fifty breaths, and eighty breaths, he refined ninety-nine percent of the power of the Tao fruit, and after three more breaths, he could completely refine it.

　　 But at this moment, the golden flame dissipated.

　　The three major shortcuts made their best effort to turn the Taoist tree into a human body, riddled with holes, and unable to fall.

　　 At the same time, the Bai Family Supreme regained his freedom, raised his hand to seal the seal, and the mysterious power enveloped Ling Xian.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Ling Xian's complexion changed drastically, desperately resisting the mysterious power, but unfortunately, only blocked most of it.

　　 The remaining power poured into his body, and only a moment, a small part of Daoguo's power dissipated.

　　 That is the power to reach the ninth extreme.