Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 66: The source of mystery
The cold voice slowly echoed, and the face of the Spirit of the Secret Realm suddenly became gloomy.
Lingxian’s words made him feel angry, but he also had to admit that Lingxian was right. He did have a little selfishness at the beginning and didn’t want Lingxian to walk out of the illusion alive, so he didn’t. Informed in advance, but deliberately guided it, making Ling Xian think that he had really returned to the outside world, and then he was convinced of everything in the illusion.
But, although he had the wrong first, as the spirit of the secret realm, as long as he is in the secret realm, he has a natural advantage and is almost invincible. As long as the opponent is not like Pingluan Great Emperor, he can break the rules of the secret realm. The strong, he has nothing to fear, and the secret realm of Qingcheng only allows monks below the foundation construction period to enter, so he has always been high above, looking down on the world like a god.
However, at this moment, Ling Xian has been accused so unceremoniously. Where can he put his face? How can you not be angry?
"A six-layer gas refining ant in your area, dare to be presumptuous to me?" The middle-aged man was furious and shouted coldly: "In this secret realm, I am the sky that overlooks everything, the **** who is obsessed with mortal dust. The real dragon came to me, and the **** tiger came to me to lie down. You, an ant, dare to say that you want to ruin this place and ruin me. It's so arrogant and **** it!"
"It's not your turn to be arrogant or not, and it's not your turn to decide whether you're arrogant or not." Ling Xian's mouth turned and sarcastically said: "I think you are arrogant. God, may I ask, is there a sky that can be easily suppressed?"
"You're looking for death!" The spirit of the secret realm burst into flames, and a tyrannical aura came out, mighty and mighty, as if the top of Mount Tai was suppressed.
"I want to see how strong you are, the spirit of the secret realm."
Lingxian showed a sneer, didn't start the defense, just stood there, letting the majestic momentum press on him.
This is only the aura reflected by the cultivation base, not a real attack. In the illusion, he once sat in the cloud, and his cultivation has reached half a step Nasal Infant, and even the real Nas-Infant aura has been personally experienced. How could he retreat due to the aura of the spirit of the mere Yellow Rank Secret Realm?
There are four levels of secrets in the world. The spirit of the lowest yellow level of secrets is only comparable to the monks in the base-building phase of humans, so Lingxian has no fear. The aura of countless powerful men has experienced it. The momentum of the monks in the base-building phase has been It won't make him feel timid.
Of course, it only serves as a deterrent, not the momentum of a real attack. If the spirit of the Secret Realm really does it, Ling Xian may only last a few rounds before being easily suppressed.
But, does he dare to do it?
He didn't dare. Thinking of the horror of the legendary Emperor Ping Chao, the middle-aged man trembled unconsciously, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body chilled, and he was frightened.
He knew very well that Emperor Pingluan obviously favored the young man in front of him. The sentence before he left was telling him that he could do everything he could, and he was also warning himself not to act rashly.
Therefore, the spirit of the secret realm did not dare to do it. Even if he could easily kill Ling Xian, as soon as possible, he would be easily beheaded by that terrifying woman afterwards.
"Why haven't you done it yet? Could it be that you, the heaven who rules everything, are afraid that the monks in this mere Qi refining period will fail?" Ling Xian looked at the hesitant middle-aged man, put his left hand behind his back, and chuckled lightly. "As a junior, in order to show respect to the seniors, I will let you have one hand. If you still dare not do it, then I will let you have two hands?"
said, he wanted to put his right hand behind his back. With such a calm and indifferent gesture, he saw the middle-aged man rushing into the crown, and he wished to rush up immediately and take the hateful boy in front of him. , The corpse is broken.
As the spirit of the secret realm, he is in charge of everything in the secret realm. For the life in the whole secret realm, he is the high heaven. Respectful and respectful, dare not to be disobedient, when have you suffered such a big humiliation?
Give me a hand first? Do you want me to have a second hand?
The spirit of the secret realm was so angry that it almost spewed a mouthful of blood. I'll go to your uncle, I can easily crush you with just one finger. Does it need you? If you have the ability, you can tell Pingluo the Great not to take action, I can let you fight for a day!
The face of the middle-aged man kept changing, turning blue and white, his murderous intent was so strong that he didn't dare to attack Ling Xian.
He is really scared, that is the legendary Pingluo Great Emperor, who can hit himself to vomit blood with a wave of his hand, the supreme existence that can be easily suppressed, with her supporting Lingxian, how can the spirit of the secret realm dare to be presumptuous?
After struggling for a long time, the middle-aged man finally made a decision. Although he was full of unwillingness and helplessness, he nodded his head like confessing his fate and sighed, "You won, let's talk." What compensation do you want?"
"It's not enough to know this a long time ago, why bother to insult yourself?" Ling Xian's mouth raised slightly.
For the middle-aged man in front of him, he did not have the slightest pity for him. Although he had gained a lot of benefits from the illusion, he almost died in it, and if the spirit of the illusion made it clear from the beginning, it would be natural He avoided the risk, but the spirit of his secret realm deliberately guided Ling Xian, clearly wanting him to die in it.
How could Ling Xian let off someone who is malicious to him?
What's more, now that the Great Emperor Pingluo is behind him, he has no scruples, and he must let the spirit of the secret realm bleed heavily.
"Ah..." The middle-aged man had dark eyes and a sullen face, as if he was ten years old all of a sudden, and said: "Don't use words to ridicule me. Just say whatever compensation you want. As long as I have it, I will give it to you. ."
Lingxian groaned for a while, thinking that, anyway, the Emperor Ping Chao supported him, and the lion opened his mouth, faintly spit out four words: "The source of the secret world."
"What?"
The face of the middle-aged man changed drastically, and he refused without hesitation: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Naturally, he would not agree. The source of the secret realm is the most precious essence in the secret realm. It supports the operation of the whole secret realm. It is also the root reason why he is so powerful and possesses intelligence. If it loses a little, the scope of the whole secret realm. It will shrink, and he will fall into weakness because of it.
It can be said that the source of the secret realm is equivalent to life. Who will give up his life?
For monks, the secret realm is a great tonic. It contains the purest aura between the world and the earth. If it is absorbed by the monks, then the cultivation level can be quickly improved, and there are no side effects. There are countless Cultivation is a coveted gem.
Therefore, Ling Xian was able to speak surprisingly. He asked for the source of the secret realm. He probably calculated it. If he absorbed the source of the secret realm, his cultivation would surely make a qualitative leap.
"Now it’s up to you to be the master, and I don’t want too much, 10%, as long as 10% of the source of the secret world, this matter will stop here, in the future you will walk on your Yangguan Road, I will walk on my single-plank bridge, from now on well water Don’t offend the river.” Ling Xian looked at the middle-aged man playfully, and said with a chuckle: “If you don’t agree, then I will let you both hands, and let Emperor Pingluo be a notary. Let’s have a duel. Who loses? Die."
Lingxian deliberately emphasized the four words'Pingluan Great Emperor', reminding the spirit of the secret realm not to forget who his backing is, and he also believes that due to the great power of the Great Pingrun, the spirit of the secret realm will Just commit and dare not refuse.
As expected, when he heard the words Pingluan the Great, the middle-aged man shuddered and cursed in his heart: "I'll go to your uncle, if you can, don't let her come out, I Slap you to death!"
But, he never dared to say these words, so he could only vent his anger in his heart and curse Lingxian.
"How about, are you obediently surrendering the source of the secret realm, or do you come to a duel between men?" Ling Xian frowned, waved impatiently, and said: "It's just the source of the secret realm, yes You don’t have much to lose, the spirit of the dignified mystery is so stingy and unhappy at all."
mean?
The middle-aged man wants to cry without tears. Ten percent is the source of the secret realm. That is equivalent to one-tenth reduction of the secret realm, and his strength also loses one-tenth. What’s more, this is the essence, at least It took hundreds of years before it was bred again, so of course he was reluctant to give it to Ling Xian.
But no matter how reluctant to give up, he has to give up. He understands that if he does not send the source of the secret realm, I am afraid that the young man in front of him will not give up. If he summons the Great Emperor to come out, then he will die. ?
gritted his teeth fiercely, the Spirit of the Secret Realm made up his mind and decided to send 10% of the source of the Secret Realm to save his life~IndoMTL.com~ He cried a face and said bitterly: "I will give it to you. I hope this matter will stop here, and the two owe nothing."
said, he waved his sleeves, and a cloud of gray gas emerged in the void, exuding abundant and pure aura, which was refreshing and comfortable.
"Don't worry. Let's just leave today's affairs. I will never make it difficult for you." Ling Xian smiled, looking at the hazy gas, and bursting out a satisfied smile.
This is the source of the secret realm, the most precious essence of the whole secret realm, a treasure coveted by countless monks, which can quickly improve the cultivation level without any side effects. It can be called a rare **** in the world.
"Such the best." The primate of the Secret Realm breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then I will leave." Ling Xian was satisfied and waved his hand. The source of the secret realm flew into the storage bag immediately, and then looked at the frowning middle-aged man, sarcastically saying: "Yes, if you still want to calculate in the future For me, remember to prepare more sources of secrets."
The middle-aged man was immediately angry, but then he shook his head helplessly, and said: "Hurry up and save me seeing you upset."
"Haha, then I will leave." Ling Xian laughed loudly, and then slowly faded away and entered the Nine Immortals Picture.
The spirit of the secret realm looked at this incredible scene in front of him, and his eyes were full of shock. You must know that he is the master of the whole secret realm, and can disappear silently under his nose, even he can't notice a little bit The breath, how violent is this?
"This kid is really amazing. First he provokes the monsters in the entire secret realm, and then forces me to surrender the source of the secret realm." The middle-aged man sighed softly, and the huge rock in his heart finally fell to the ground, muttering to himself : "This **** little evil star is gone, and my life can finally be restored to its former stability."