Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2617: I want you to be buried
In the galaxy, Zhang Chenglong's body was shattered and turned into blood mist.
He is only a cultivator of the eighth level, unable to withstand the remnant souls of the Eight Immortals, and the invincible power, the moment he made up his mind when refining the sky, he was doomed to death.
The remnant souls of the Eight Immortals have also almost disappeared.
The so-called soul-burning borrowing power is to exchange the power of temporary invincibility at the cost of the soul flying away. If it were not for the **** of good fortune, the remnant soul of the Eight Immortals would have disappeared.
"Get out of here!"
Ling Xian was mad with anger, and when he thought of Taoism, the galaxy collapsed, and the two great ancestors spurted blood.
The soul of the Eight Immortals is about to disperse, he must rush over, even if it can't be saved, he will stay by the Eight Immortals.
An angry shot, the killing intent is boundless, Ling Xian shot like crazy, he would rather hurt himself a thousand, but also hurt the enemy 800!
"Don't give way, let's die together!"
Ling Xian's eyes were red as blood, and he turned into a demon king. He cracked the body of the heroic man and bleeds from his seven orifices.
The ancestor of Tsing Yi is also bruised all over his body.
The body, mana, and soul, Ling Xian are all powerful and outrageous, and even if they run wild, the fairy king will have a headache!
"Crazy!"
The heroic man looked ugly, although he didn't want to admit it, he was really scared.
The ancestor of Tsing Yi is also afraid.
Ling Xian is like a madman, fighting for his life, and is comparable to the immortal king, even if the two are the strongest among the seven great ancestors, they are cold-hearted.
"I don't want to go on the road with you." The heroic man resisted his anger, retracted Tian Ge, and cleared the way.
Seeing this, the ancestor of Tsing Yi was silent for a moment and stepped to make way.
This made Wan Ling's expression sluggish, and his face was filled with disbelief. Even if it was the heart of the emperor, there was a huge wave in his heart.
They are two invincible ancestors, and they are the two strongest of the seven ancestors, it is incredible that they can make way for them.
But after another thought, Wan Ling was relieved.
Who would dare to conflict with Ling Xian when he was powerful against the sky and was madly angry?
Don't say it's the holy ancestor, even if it's the fairy king, you have to hold back!
"Don't think I'm afraid of you. For the sake of your mentor and apprenticeship, I will let you send them one last time." The heroic man sneered, and he wouldn't admit it if he killed him. He was afraid of Lingxian. Die with myself.
"If my master falls, I want you to be buried." Ling Xian's eyes shone fiercely, stepping across hundreds of millions of kilometers and falling in front of the Eight Immortals.
Looking at Ruoyouruuowu's Eight Immortals, his eyes were red, and tears could not stop flowing: "Master..."
"Don't be sad, kill a saint ancestor with a stubborn body. I will wait to die well." Lian Cangqiang's mouth is smiling, with reluctance and no regrets.
The same is true for the Seven Immortals. They love this world and do not regret it.
"I won't let you die!"
Ling Xian's eyes were red, and the Eight Immortals were his closest relatives. He would rather have a soul flying away than the Eight Immortals would be hurt a little bit.
At the moment, he looked at the **** of good fortune and said: "You are the immortal medicine of immortality, there must be a way to save my master!"
"Sorry, I have tried my best." The woman in white turned her head and couldn't bear to look at Ling Xian's heartbroken and heartbroken appearance.
"No, there must be a way, there must be a way." Ling Xian burst into tears, crying like a child.
Throwing his strength out of the sky, he calmly disappeared. He is so helpless and pitiful at the moment.
The woman in green couldn't bear it, and the light enveloped the Eight Immortals, but she couldn't let her stay longer.
The source of life flower does not work either.
The immortal medicine can heal the wounds of the body, but it is useless to the soul.
The Eight Immortal Souls are scattered soon, even if the four immortal medicines are dead, they will not be able to return to the sky.
"The moment I burned my soul, I waited and was helpless."
Jimo Ruxue looked at Ling Xian seriously, and said: "I don't like the way you cry and cry, remember, you are the last hope of the universe, and this world is left to you to guard."
The voice fell, and she disappeared like a smoke in the wind.
The seven immortals dissipated one after another, and when they were still alive, they all looked at the universe with nostalgia, and looked at Ling Xian reluctantly.
"No, don't die!"
Ling Xian yelled at the sky. If the death of a handsome man and Wuwei made him sad, then the Eight Immortal Soul Sans made him distraught.
For him, the Eight Immortals Hun San is the most painful torture, the most cruel torture.
The world is silent, all spirits are silent.
Looking at Ling Xian who roared up to the sky, all sentient beings felt the same, tearful eyes hazy.
The Eight Immortals fight the saint ancestors with their remnant souls, at the expense of their only blood, sad and respectable.
"Is it worth it?"
"Even if you leave a good name, it's just a thousand years of praise."
The heroic man sneered and said: "After a thousand years, who will remember them?"
"You are right. After thousands of years, few people will remember them."
"But they are not asking for a lifetime, but a clear conscience."
Ling Xian raised his head, his eyes were red as blood, killing intent swept across the world.
He was so mad and hated to the extreme, he had only one thought at the moment, asking the heroic man to wait for the saint ancestor to bury the Eight Immortals!
"Maybe...they still have rescue." The God of Fortune hesitated.
"What did you say?"
Ling Xian was excited, and tightly grasped the shoulders of the white-clothed woman, and said: "Are they really still saved?"
"If there are five great soul-raising treasures, they may be able to keep their souls immortal."
The **** of good fortune sighed softly and said: "But the five great soul-raising treasures are rare in the world. It is a blessing to get the first one. It is too difficult to gather the five great soul-raising treasures."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was stunned, and blamed himself for not finding the Requiem Flame.
As early as many years ago, Jimo Ruxue told him that he wanted him to find the soul-warming tree, soul-containing lake, soul-fixing iron, and requisite flame.
But he only found the first three types, and still missed the Requiem Flame~ IndoMTL.com~ the five most treasures of the soul, I have four, only Requiem Flame. "Ling Xian is bitter. It's not that he didn't try his best to find the Requiem Flame, but this thing is too rare, and there is no lanyard.
"Do you have four kinds?"
The white-clothed woman was silent for a while, and said: "Well, since you have four kinds, then I will help you."
After finishing speaking, she was full of light, and her jade hand had a mysterious seal.
In the next instant, the phantoms of the Eight Immortals reunited, their faces were dull, and their sanity was lost.
"Quickly, nourish them with the soul of nourishment." The white-clothed woman gritted her teeth in a cold sweat. Obviously, she was overloaded.
Seeing this, the roots of all things, the flower of life, the flower of ghost face, help to make the **** grass.
Ling Xian opened the Nine Immortals map and cultivated the remnant souls of the Eight Immortals with the four greatest treasures.
"The dead, why waste energy?" The heroic man's eyes flashed cold, the sky fell, and the galaxy trembled.
"Get out!"
Ling Xian roared, the bright moon froze the sky, and the fairy shattered the galaxy.
The heroic man vomited blood, and he couldn't hide his shock.
The next scene horrified him even more.
Boom!
Ling Xian's eyebrows were lightened, and the killing intent, spirit, and blood merged to form a **** storm that shattered the galaxy heavens.
The immortal soul!
Although there is still a step away from the true immortal soul, it has already begun to gain power, and even the heroic man is shocked by it.
"You are only one step away from being able to cultivate an immortal soul!"
The heroic man was shocked, and the other saint ancestors also changed color.
The immortal soul is one of the three most difficult roads in eternity, let alone approaching the end, it's difficult to even set foot on it.
"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, I want you to pay for it!"
With a roar, the starry sky shattered.
Ling Xian hates to be mad, the immortal body opens the sky, and the endless law shakes the world, making the heroic man and other saint ancestors shocked!
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There is no Chapter Three.