Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2634: Kneel down
"Dare to move my disciple, you will die."
The cold words fell, swallowing the heavens and the mountains and rivers, like an immortal awakening, like an emperor in the dust.
The invincibility situation made everyone present tremble and knelt to the ground.
Da Wei Prime Minister is no exception, and Ding Guo Gong is no exception.
Both of them are eighth-level cultivators, and their foundations are extraordinary. Looking at the Great Wei Dynasty, they can be regarded as strong men who have been famous for a long time.
But compared with Ling Xian, the two are no different from the ants.
Even if Lingxian's power is only 10% of its heyday, the two of them are unable to compete and have to kneel.
"It's terrible, how do I feel that even the master can't match it."
"You are nonsense! Didn't you see the master kneeling down?"
"I'm not dazzled, even the master and the prime minister can't bear this man's aura, how strong is he?"
Everyone present screamed in exclamation, cold all over, like falling into an ice cave.
The same is true for the prime ministers of Wei and Dingguo.
The two looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.
It's just momentum, so they kneel to the ground, unable to get up. One can imagine how powerful the master of momentum is.
What made the two of them even more frightened was that Ling Xian walked out of the stone ring, enveloping the chaos, circling the divine light, without revealing his true face.
But it is certain that he is a soul body.
Just the soul, let the two kneel to the ground, using their toes to think and know how terrible Ling Xian is.
"Sorry, I am late for the teacher."
Looking at the bruised and dying Rakshasa, Ling Xian was burning with anger and murderous aura.
Raksha is his disciple, hurting her is tantamount to hitting him in the face!
"Master..." Raksha's eyes flushed and tears burst into his eyes.
This was the first time she was called Master Lingxian, and it was also the first time her mother cried after her death.
Ling Xian was the only person who recognized her. Although she did not want to show her, in her heart, Ling Xian was already the most important person.
Therefore, Raksha tears burst the embankment, and the strong and cold disappeared, leaving only helpless grievances.
"You are finally willing to call me Master."
"Relax, whoever hurts you, I will make him pay the price." Ling Xian's expression was cold, and the aura enveloped Raksha. In a flash, her injury was healed.
Under the warmth of Requiem Flame, his soul has been restored to its original state. Although only 10% of the combat power of the heyday, it is more than enough to sweep the Infinite Star.
"Senior, this is my family affair, please don't interfere." Dingguo tried to get up, pretending to be calm, running the exercises with all his strength.
The same is true for Prime Minister Wei.
Unfortunately, Ling Xian's aura is like one hundred thousand mountains, and they are just ants, how could they shake one hundred thousand mountains?
"Housework?"
Ling Xian smiled, Dingguo stood on the sidelines, and let Prime Minister Wei torture and humiliate Raksha, and he deserves to be Raksha's father?
Such an inhuman thing, should be killed!
At the moment, Ling Xian slapped out and slapped Ding Guo's face severely.
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted, and Dingguo's face was broken, his face was distorted with painful cold sweat.
He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he didn't dare to move, or even dared to show dissatisfaction.
His concubine body, his confidant servant, did not dare to move.
Ling Xian made everyone kneel to the ground based on his aura, unable to resist. Who would dare to show resentment?
"If you want to live longer, just shut up."
Ling Xian glanced at Dingguo faintly, then moved his gaze to Prime Minister Wei, and said: "Three hundred and forty-seven wounds, do you think I will make you pay back ten times or a hundred times?"
Hearing this, Da Wei's heart trembled and said: "Your Excellency, I am Da Wei, the confidant of today's sage."
"Are you threatening me?"
Ling Xian's eyes are cold. In his eyes, the Great Wei Dynasty is a strong ant, no different from the Great Chief Wei.
"Don't dare, I just want to warn seniors." Prime Minister Wei lowered his eyebrows. He knew that he was not Lingxian's opponent. The only chance to survive was to frighten Lingxian with the Wei Dynasty.
"It's no different from threats."
Ling Xian smiled, and said: "Even the short-path dare not presumptuously in front of me, what kind of thing are you?"
When the voice fell, he read the sword light, and cut off the limbs of the great prime minister.
"Ah!"
Prime Minister Wei screamed, bloody, and desperate to live.
He stared at Ling Xian fiercely, with fear and anger: "Your Excellency, do you really want to be an enemy of my Great Wei Dynasty?"
"Don't say it's the Great Wei Dynasty, even if it's the whole Wuxia Star, I don't care about it."
Ling Xian's smile gradually converged, his big sleeves flicked, and the endless sword light broke through the air, leaving a wound on the body of Prime Minister Wei.
Blood and bloody, looking up to the sky wailing, Da Wei looks like he has seen a ghost, his face is full of horror.
The same goes for everyone present.
One is because of Lingxian's terrifying strength, and the other is because he ignores the Great Wei Dynasty.
The Great Wei Dynasty is one of the twelve powers of the Infinite Star, even if it is the other eleven powers, they dare not easily provoke!
"You are dead, dare to move me, your majesty won't let you go!" The prime minister was furious and frantic, trying his best to stand up.
Unfortunately, I can't move anything.
Even if Ling Xian has only 10% of his combat power, he can still crush a close approacher. How can he contend?
"He dares to come, I dare to kill."
Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and when he pointed out, Prime Minister Wei's body was torn apart, and his internal organs were all shattered.
The terrible pain caused the Great Prime Minister Wei to scream up to the sky, completely desperate~IndoMTL.com~ He finally realized how terrible the existence of Ling Xian was, even if the Great Wei Dynasty tried its best, he would not be an opponent!
Dong Guo realized it too.
He pretends to be a hero, and Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, but at this moment, he was terrified.
Ling Xian is too terrible. He doesn't even have the power to fight back. How can he not be afraid?
"Before, you were the knife, and she was the fish."
"At this moment, you are a fish, and I am a knife."
Ling Xian looked indifferent, and Prime Minister Wei was cruel. He treated a fourteen-year-old girl so cruelly, **** it!
"No, I'm Prime Minister Wei, you can't kill me!" Prime Minister Wei was so frightened that he couldn't stop shaking.
"Really treat yourself as a character? The old monsters of the Great Wei Dynasty, I dare to kill, what are you?" Ling Xian sneered, and he was furious at the thought of Raksha's bruises all over his body.
"Your Excellency is really arrogant."
The icy words resounded throughout the imperial capital, and three figures appeared, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, and frightened the wasteland.
On the left is a white old man. The power of the Ninth Realm sweeps across the ten directions, making everyone on the scene startle with fear.
The old man on the right is also a ninth monk.
In the middle is a heroic man, wearing a dragon robe, although he is only in the eighth stage, he has the majesty of a king over the world.
"See Your Majesty!"
When he saw the man, Dingguo was overjoyed and wanted to kneel and bow, but found that he didn't need it.
The same goes for everyone present.
They are already kneeling on the ground and can't move a single movement. Naturally, they don't need to salute the Lord of Wei. "You're wrong, I'm not arrogant, just expounding a fact." Ling Xian looked indifferent, glanced at the three of them, and slowly uttered a cold word.
"I don't want to kill, I don't want the Great Wei Dynasty to fall, just let me go."
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There is no chapter three, so I have to organize my thoughts.