Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 610: I am Ling Xian

Spring has passed and autumn has passed, and ten years have passed. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

The news of Ling Xian's fall gradually fell silent, and was covered up by topics one by one. People no longer talk about him, and no longer feel sorry for him.

After all, he is just a dead man.

However, he will always be an unforgettable person in the hearts of those who have had contact with him. Even if he has completely fallen, that white robe still remains in everyone's heart.

Many people are looking forward to his resurrection, or simply think that the news of his death is false. Because in their hearts, Ling Xian has always been breaking common sense and has always been against the sky.

His actions against the sky are so many that it is difficult to count them, how can he fall easily?

However, after ten years have passed and there is still no news about Ling Xian, those who do not want to believe his death have finally accepted this fact.

The evildoer who has been breaking common sense since his debut, died.

Dead completely.

This makes those who have a good relationship with Lingxian sad, and also makes those who hate him laugh to the sky.

The loved ones hurt, the enemies quick.

These six characters were best interpreted after Ling Xian's death.

It is said that when the news of his death reached the ears of the Emperor of Zhou, the hero of the party looked up to the sky and laughed, and amnesty the world!

The three royal families, the Golden Winged Roc, the Six-armed Demon Ape, and the Nine-headed Lion, are feasting, entertaining guests and celebrating the death of Lingxian.

There are many similar incidents.

After all, Ling Xian's life is short, but it is exciting enough. Especially the enemies, there are simply too many to count.

Once, due to his power, those who resented him did not dare to be presumptuous. But now, he is dead, who cares?

Naturally, it was a big celebration, so unpleasant.

Especially in Yuezhou, it can be said that the whole state is happy, and all the major forces are celebrating the death of Lingxian. "I Dedication"

However, while feeling happy, the major forces in Yuezhou also fell into deep sadness.

Just because every force has lost at least one Nascent Soul powerhouse!

That's the Nascent Soul powerhouse, even for those forces with the fifth realm powerhouse, the Nascent Soul cultivator can be regarded as high-end combat power, and any death is not a small loss.

However, Ling Xian pointed at Yuezhou with his sword, killing nearly 30 Nascent Soul powerhouses, and weakening at least 40% of Yuezhou's combat power!

This is an unbearable loss even for the behemoth Yuezhou. In this way, how can the major forces in Yuezhou not feel sad?

Especially the Shang Qing sect, and even the whole clan, are all caught in sadness.

Just because the lord is dead.

Not only was Ji Qian defeated, the Lord of the Four Peaks also died in battle. In the current Shang Qing Sect, there are only three Nascent Souls strong, and there are two of them, the weakest Nascent Souls monks.

You must know that the reason why Shang Qingzong was able to become a Yuezhou giant has stood firm for tens of thousands of years. In addition to relying on the deterrence of the strong in the Fifth Realm, it is more dependent on the strong in the Yuanying stage to support it.

However, at the moment, Shang Qingzong, one of the dignified Yuezhou giants, has only three early Yuan Ying strong men left. How miserable is this?

It can be said that throughout the 10,000-year history of the Qing Dynasty, there has never been such a miserable time!

The person who caused all this is naturally Lingxian.

He killed a total of six Nascent Soul powerhouses in the Shang Qing sect, which greatly injured the vitality of this behemoth, from its peak to decline. It is foreseeable that, without three hundred years, the Shang Qingzong will definitely not be able to breathe this breath.

If the two Fifth Realm powerhouses die unfortunately, then the Qing Sect will be swallowed by other forces and be completely destroyed!

In this way, how can Shang Qingzong not fall into sorrow?

Everyone felt as if they were enveloped by a cloud of darkness and fell into an unprecedented depression. After that, including the two Fifth Realm powerhouses, everyone in the Shang Qing Sect regretted it.

I regret that I shouldn't have gotten into this perverted Ling Xian!

If it weren't for him, how could Ji Qianbei fall? How could Shang Qingzong fall into such a miserable situation?

This is really a steal!

But now it's too late to regret, the people of the Shangqing Sect can only be fortunate, fortunate that the god-defying evildoer has died.

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Since the red rain fell from the sky and the black lotus blossomed in the ground, the sacred tree forest has become a taboo place with a radius of a hundred li.

It's more terrifying and even more frightening than the sacred forest full of poisonous trees before.

Only because those two visions have the power of death, completely covering a hundred li. Anyone who enters here will be attacked by death in an instant, turning into a pool of pus and blood.

Even the power of the fifth realm, dare not dare to get involved easily.

This is why when Ling Xian died, no one came to dig the grave to find the key to ascension.

It's not that no one came, but that everyone who came died.

Therefore, as time passed, the surrounding area of ​​the Shenmu Forest gradually became a place of death, and no one could talk about it and dare not step into it.

At this moment, the big sun hangs high, shed boundless light, shining on this deserted and dark land.

However, although the sun is warm and bright, it cannot dissipate the coldness of this place, let alone make this land brighter.

It seems that here is an endless abyss, except for darkness or darkness, giving people a feeling of depression and despair.

Because of the existence of lifelessness, let alone beasts here, even weeds, there are no half roots.

There is a bare piece of land around a hundred miles away, with only black mist, which accompanies this land.

Therefore, people are more and more sure that the Wushuang enchanting evildoer is really dead.

Completely disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

But just today, just at this moment, just when everyone thought Ling Xian was dead, a palm suddenly appeared on the black bare ground.

The palm is slender and slender, white and clean, like a lotus flower that is not stained with silt, it is not attacked by dead air, nor is it polluted by soil.

After that, another palm protruded from the ground, giving people a shuddering feeling.

Fortunately, this place is deserted, otherwise if someone sees this weird touch, you must be scared to death.

And after a while, a man without an inch crawled out from the ground.

His body is jade, shiny, and his muscles are as strong as a horned dragon, as if he is the body of a true fairy in the legend, clean and clear, flawless and impeccable.

The man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a jade crown on his face, looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. But those eyes are as deep and vast as the starry sky, full of the vicissitudes of life after the years have settled.

"Who am I and why am I here?"

The man looks around~IndoMTL.com~The star is full of confusion. He looked around blankly, then looked at his Ruyu's hands, his brain was blank and he had no memory at all.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

There was an inexplicable pain in his head. The man held his head with both hands and screamed at the sky, shaking Bahuang!

He snarled at the sky, painful!

With his roar, memories flooded in, and scenes flashed through his mind, making his starry eyes gradually radiant.

He remembered it, remembering it all.

"Haha, I remember!"

The man laughed aloud, and his body burst out with immeasurable divine light, like the supreme awakening, the real dragon revived, and the blood swept through the wild!

"I am Lingxian!"

...(..)(Nine Immortals)