Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2575: Break the ban

Under the bright moon, Zhan Ge stands proudly, his black hair dancing, watching the world.

He has stepped into the realm of God and has become the top existence of the two realms, even if he is the invincible saint ancestor, he dare not despise him.

The members of the Zhan Family all smiled, without exception, they were all ecstatic.

The royal family without gods is only a little stronger than the royal family, and sooner or later it will be divided by other forces.

At this moment, Zhan Ge set foot in the gods, undoubtedly it can shock Xiao Xiao and let the Zhan Clan continue to shine.

"Haha, come, don't get drunk or return!"

Zhan Ge laughed loudly and landed in front of Ling Xian, with his full momentum, and he looked no different from ordinary people.

This is going back to basics.

It seems ordinary and unremarkable, but in fact it is extremely powerful, once it is shot, it is bound to fall apart.

"Well, today I will accompany you to get drunk." Ling Xian smiled faintly, quite delighted.

Not only because Qingwan can restore memories, but also because friends set foot in the gods and become important figures in the sanctuary.

"Unfortunately, I am only added to the seven extreme realms. Even if I become a god, I am also the weakest god."

Zhan Ge sighed slightly. The reason why the Zhan Family Patriarch left the source of the gods to his elder brother was because his elder brother had a stronger foundation than him.

With the foundation of his seven extreme realms, it is difficult to dominate the **** realm.

"It's okay. Although you can't dominate the gods, you are also superior to most creatures. As long as you don't make enemies, the warrior will live forever."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and suddenly felt that his circle could be called a legend.

His master is the supreme true immortal, and there are nine of them, and his friends are invincible gods, and they are indifferent to him, and are daring to each other.

His enemy is the strongest ancestor, and there is more than one.

Such an amazing circle is truly a legend. If it is spread out, it will surely cause a sensation in both circles!

"Yes, I am already content to be able to set foot in the gods in this life."

Zhan Ge smiled, two jars of spirits emerged, and said: "Come on, drink."

After speaking, he drank strong alcohol, and laughed wildly with Ling Xian about the wine.

Ling Xian also felt happy.

Although Zhan Ge set foot in the realm of God and became a top figure in the two worlds, his attitude towards him remained the same as before.

This made Ling Xian feel relieved and delighted.

After drinking for three rounds, he smiled faintly: "You have become a god, we should go to see Qing late."

"Don't worry, brother, although I am the weakest god, it's not difficult for Qingwan to restore his memory." Zhan Ge laughed heartily, flicking his sleeves, tearing the void apart.

In the next moment, the two fell in a courtyard, surrounded by formation restrictions, even the strongest of the ninth stage could not break in.

The small courtyard is quiet and elegant. There is a peach blossom tree in the middle. The evening breeze blows and the petals are flying all over the sky, which is poetic and picturesque.

Standing under the peach blossom tree is a beautiful woman, her skin is like fat, her eyes are like autumn water, even the peach blossoms are eclipsed.

It is Lingxian's third disciple, Qingwan.

Ignoring Ling Xian, she glanced at Zhan Ge lightly, and said: "How long do you want to imprison me?"

After hearing this, Zhan Ge smiled bitterly and said: "This girl has always hated me."

"You are also his elder, bear more."

Ling Xian sighed, turned his gaze to Qingwan, and said: "Girl, do you really have no impression of me?"

"A little bit, I think you're familiar." Qingwan frowned, trying to remember, but she couldn't remember when she met Lingxian.

"A little is enough."

Ling Xian smiled, and even though he was sealed off by the gods, he still felt that he was familiar with each other, which showed his weight in Qingwan's heart.

At the moment, he turned his gaze to Zhan Ge and said: "I will leave it to you."

Hearing this, Zhan Ge's eyebrows glowed, and the power of the soul emerged, carefully covering the evening.

The restraint of the **** of the Uzu is tightly entwining Qingwan's soul. If you want to break it, you must be careful.

Otherwise, it's easy to hurt Qingwan's soul.

Boom!

The prestige of the gods is present, and there is no enemy shadow. It is a tall and stalwart man who can't see his face, only feels his prestige.

He stood up to the ground, swallowing eight wastes with anger, his deep eyes looked through the ages, and the power of invincibility trembled the Three Realms.

"The Gods of the Universe..." Ling Xian's eyes condensed, knowing that to restore Qingwan's memory, he must destroy the shadow of the world.

This is not difficult for the warriors who are already gods.

"This person is the No. 2 figure of the Yu Clan. He has become a **** by himself, and his strength is unfathomable."

Looking at the shadow of the world, Zhan Ge smiled and said: "Fortunately, it is just a phantom. If the real body comes here, I will definitely be invincible."

The voice fell, his eyebrows were bright, and his powerful figure shattered.

In the next instant, the prohibition dissipated, and memories flooded in, making Qingwan's pretty face sluggish.

It took a long time for her to come back to her senses. The first thing she did was to rush into Ling Xian's arms.

For any creature, the loss of memory is a terrible thing, especially the loss of the most cherished memory.

The time when I met Ling Xian is undoubtedly the most memorable and beautiful memory of Sunny Evening.

Therefore, after Qingwan, she was very frightened, she hugged Ling Xian tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Master, I remembered, I remembered..."

"Don't cry, it's all over." Ling Xian stroked Qingwan's hair, distressed and blamed himself.

If it weren't for him, Qingwan wouldn't be sealed off, how could he not blame himself?

Fortunately, everything is over.

"Master, I miss you so much." Qingwan smiled with tears and hugged Ling Xian tightly, for fear that he would disappear as soon as he let go.

"I miss you very much as a teacher."

Ling Xian smiled gently. He has four disciples, the first disciple An Qiushui, the second disciple Xiao Shitou, the third disciple Qingwan, and the fourth disciple Lu Yunmeng.

The most sorry thing is sunny evening.

However, in Qingwan's view, Ling Xian didn't feel sorry for herself.

If it weren't for Lingxian, her tribe would have disappeared a long time ago, how could it be the same as it is today?

"You master and apprentice, can you pay attention, there is still a big living person standing here." Zhan Ge laughed and joked.

Qingwan Qiao blushed, let go of Lingxian, and said embarrassed: "Sorry, I misunderstood you."

"It's okay, you are Ling Xian's apprentice, that is, my apprentice. If you have something in the future, even if you come to Zhanzu to find me." Zhan Ge smiled.

"Thank you, senior."

Qingwan smiled, then looked at Lingxian and said: "Master, I have cultivated to the late stage of the eighth stage, are you satisfied?"

"Surely satisfied."

Ling Xian rubbed Qingwan’s little head, and said: "I have four disciples, on the cultivation base~IndoMTL.com~You are the highest."

"Four?"

Qingwan was startled slightly, and said, "Master is behind me, and has another disciple accepted?"

"Yes, her name is Lu Yunmeng. I will introduce you to you if I have a chance in the future."

Ling Xian’s mouth is smiling, An Qiushui’s eyes fall on the ninth day, the little stone is the sun **** Shi Chengling, Qingwan is a half-cold moon Yin body, and Lu Yunmeng is a near-fu body.

The four disciples are all dragons and phoenixes among the people, and they passed it out. Those who are looking for someone to inherit the mantle, but can't find good talents and beautiful jade, don't know how envious they will be.

"I have junior sisters too."

Qingwan was delighted and said: "By the way, Master, I remember you once said that if I refine the source of the bright moon, I can transform into a real cold moon yin body."

"Not bad."

Ling Xian nodded gently. The cold moon yin body is one of the nine sacred bodies, and it can be transformed into the cold moon yin body as long as there is the source of the yin pearl and the bright moon.