Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2522: Daxueshan
? The Peacock Dynasty, the back garden of the palace. "Tian Lai Novel WWW. ⒉
The lord of the Peacock Dynasty stands with his hand holding his hand, watching the flowers bloom, contending for beauty.
A **** walked quickly and said: "Your Majesty, something has happened."
"What's the matter?" The Lord of the Peacock Dynasty frowned slightly.
"Ling Xian became the supreme, but did not reach the ninth extreme." The **** replied.
"What?"
The master of the Peacock Dynasty changed his face and said: "Is the news true or not, can you verify it?"
"Lingxian's whereabouts are unknown and cannot be verified."
the **** said: "However, the news came from the Bai family, the Mo family, and the Seven Saint Pavilion. There should be no falsehoods."
Hearing this, the Lord of the Peacock Dynasty was silent for a long time and sighed.
The reason why he agrees with Kong Ling's marriage to Xiao Shitou is because he is optimistic about Ling Xian's future. As long as he is added to the nine extreme realms, he can't be considered alone, he is also the top powerhouse in the world.
When the time comes, the Maurya Dynasty will be one of the most powerful forces in the world, and even the six giants will have to bow down.
"I miscalculated."
The lord of the Peacock Dynasty sighed and said: "Ling Xian, you really disappoint me."
"Your Majesty, the marriage between the princess and Lingxian's disciple..." The **** hesitated but stopped.
"What is the marriage? Why don't I remember that Linger was betrothed to that kid?"
The lord of the Peacock Dynasty spoke lightly, Ling Xian had lost his value, he naturally wouldn't have Kong Ling betrothed to a small stone.
"Your Majesty's forgiveness, I remembered it wrong." The **** pleased him with a smile.
"Go, don't disturb me enjoying the flowers." The lord of the Peacock Dynasty stood with his hand in his hand, looking at the alluring flowers, slowly spit out five words.
"It doesn't work in it."
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In the small world, a handsome man with a smile on his face shows expectations.
He has seen too many amazing people in his life, but even if they are added together, they are not as good as Ling Xian.
Therefore, he hopes that the Lingxian King will return, with a more dazzling posture, and aspire to the pinnacle of humanity!
"No one can go happily without frustration, even if it is a god, even if it is a fairy."
The handsome man put his hands behind his back and said: "Setbacks make people grow, bumps make people strong, Ling Xian, I believe you can overcome this hurdle."
"I may not be able to cross this hurdle, but even if hope is shattered, I will not give up." Ling Xian had deep eyes, and he did not give up these two words in his dictionary.
"If you don't give up, hope will always be there."
The handsome man smiled gently and said: "Go and find hope. The lives of those people are waiting for you to collect."
"Their fate, I'm going to make it." Ling Xian's expression turned cold, his anger was immortal, and his hatred was hard to dissipate.
Those few people broke his invincible road, let the Taoist tree be seriously injured and dying, and don't crush them to ashes, he swears not to be human!
Now, Ling Xian stepped out and left the small world.
Then, he walked against the wind and flew towards the city of Zhige.
Along the way, Ling Xian heard two voices, one is grief and the other is cynicism.
This made him truly understand what it means to stand up higher, and fall harder.
One month ago, Ling Xian was the unparalleled arrogant prince, and the world praised him so hard that he held him to the clouds.
At this moment, what he heard was either regret or ridicule.
The gap is so big that even people with a strong heart will be crushed and will never recover.
However, Ling Xian was not defeated.
There must be bitterness, but he believes that when he is added to his nine extreme realms, his ridicule and regret will disappear completely.
There is only one voice in the entire universe.
praise.
"If Ye Huachang falls, that hope will be shattered, I hope she is still alive."
Looking at the city of Zhige in the distance, Ling Xian muttered to himself, with hopes and worries.
At the time of parting, Ye Huashang said that for up to two years, the Supreme Lord of the Ten Thousand Sage Sect will find Ye Xiaochan.
Therefore, Ling Xian worried that Ye Xiaochan was dead and Ye Huashang had fallen.
"Whether I can complete the foundation and seek the pinnacle of humanity, it depends on whether you are still alive." Ling Xian muttered to himself and flew towards the Daxue Mountain.
Seven days later, thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains came into view, pure white and flawless, beautiful.
Lingxian stepped on the snow without a trace, the power of the soul swept the wasteland, looking for Ye Huashang.
As a result, nothing was found.
Lingxian searched the Daxue Mountain, but did not see Ye Huashang, but saw a strong man fighting with three snow lions.
This person was a monk in the early stage of entering the Holy Land.
The three snow lions are alien species from heaven and earth, not weaker than the pure-blood royal family, but they were beaten by the big man with no power to fight back, which shows that his strength is amazing.
Boom!
opened and closed, trembling all over the world, the strong man is extremely domineering, and beat the three snow lions to half death, losing the power of the first battle.
"Hey, the three snow lions are indeed a treasure. It's worth waiting for half a year." The sturdy man smiled, and carried the three snow lions on his shoulders and went away.
However, Ling Xian stopped him.
He put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I have something to ask you."
"Who are you?"
The strong man glanced at Ling Xian and said, "Go away, don't block Lao Tzu's way."
"Answer my question, and I will give way."
Lingxian looked calm and said: "You have been in Daxue Mountain for half a year, but have you ever seen a woman?"
"I am not obligated to answer your questions. I’m in a good mood and get out of here."
The strong man cursed and said: "Did you see this snow lion? If you don't roll, you will end up like it."
"I will say it again and answer my question."
Lingxian's expression is as usual. The strong man is only in the early stage of entering the Holy Realm. With his current strength, a single look can suppress him.
"I can see that you are here to die."
The strong man's face was gloomy, and he smiled grimly: "It just happens that the snow lion didn't make me happy, kid, I hope you can do more."
After , he blasted out with a punch, so strong and domineering.
In the next instant, his fist froze in the air, not unable to move, but afraid to move.
Lingxian first showed supreme power, just like the immortal king awakening, shaking nine days and ten places, and calming the world of the three realms.
This made the man cold and his legs were soft.
There is no way to be afraid, but the supreme is the existence of the roost in the world, breathe out, and he will be wiped out!
"I didn't hear what you said just now, can you say it again?" Ling Xian said lightly, full of blood and power.
"Senior, you heard me wrong~ IndoMTL.com~ I didn't say anything." The big man forced a smile that was uglier than crying, his heart trembled and his whole body trembling.
"Are you saying that my ears are not good?" Ling Xian glanced at the big man faintly.
"No, no, no, I was wrong, I **** it, and I also ask seniors to have a lot of them, don’t be familiar with the villains."
The big man was almost crying. If he had known that Ling Xian was the supreme who swept the world, he would not dare to be presumptuous if he had a hundred courage.
"Let you go, but you have to answer a question for me." Ling Xian said lightly, restraining his momentum.
"Senior, please tell me, I know everything I can say, and I can't say enough." The big man pleased him with a smile, his back was soaked.
Lingxian is too terrible, just showing his aura makes him difficult to breathe and unable to move.
"It seems that you have a bad memory, should I help you think about it?"
Lingxian's expression is indifferent, and the supreme divine power will come out again, making the man want to cry without tears, and his intestines are all regretful.