Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 753: Hate is overwhelming

In the tunnel, dense sword air emerged, killing everyone with the power of opening the sky.

When seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others changed their faces and hurriedly resisted with luck.

However, Ling Xian was not surprised. He had expected that the road must be perilous and it would be impossible to pass safely.

Therefore, he is just running the diamond body and resisting the sword energy that comes from flying.

"Clang clang clang!"

There was a sound of golden and iron symphony, sparks burst out, and then dissipated automatically.

Ling Xian's expression was calm, safe and sound, without any harm.

On the other hand, Han Qingxue and others were somewhat embarrassed under the attack of this wave of sword aura, which made their hearts full of shock.

Just because, Ling Xian is like a okay person, as if those oncoming people are not terrible sword aura, but a breeze that is not lethal.

You must know that the power of every sword aura is very powerful, and it is enough to kill a strong man in the middle of the Nascent Soul in a second. However, so much sword energy bombarded Ling Xian, but it did not cause him any harm. How could this shock a few people?

"Be alert, these sword auras are only the first wave. I don't know how many attacks there will be in the future."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, and the whole body exuded golden light, like a lower realm of the **** of war, no matter how sharp the sword aura, it would hardly hurt him.

Therefore, he resisted the sword qi and walked forward in a stride.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others could only gritted their teeth to keep up, while resisting the sword energy that appeared at any time, while carefully following behind him.

As they moved forward slowly, more and more sword qi emerged, as if endless, lashing at several people wantonly.

This made Han Qingxue and the others more and more embarrassed, each of them was damaged, their complexion was pale, and their condition was very bad.

Only Ling Xian was so peaceful from beginning to end, without any harm.

This is enough to prove that his strength is far superior to Han Qingxue and the others.

"Speed ​​up, I have a hunch, we seem to be on the right path."

The gold plate in Ling Xian's hand suddenly vibrated, making him look happy, and then his big sleeves danced wildly, smashing the oncoming sword energy to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, his body glowed like a round of unquenchable scorching sun, releasing torrential blood!

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Ling Xian rushed forward, like an ancient fierce beast, capable of pushing nine days and ten places horizontally.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others showed joy, followed Ling Xian closely, and galloped forward.

In this way, Ling Xian used his own power to open the way ahead, sharing a lot of pressure for them. After a while, they finally reached the end of the road.

In an instant, the sky full of sword energy dissipated, but it was not the end of the crisis, but the sublimation!

"Boom!"

The big waves of the Yangtze River suddenly emerged, swept from the front, endless, if the sky falls, it has the power to overturn the mysterious yellow!

This caused Han Qingxue and the others to change their expressions, and hurriedly used their body protection supernatural powers to resist. However, it was shattered in an instant, causing several people to cough up blood.

Ling Xian didn't cough up blood, but his complexion was still a little pale.

No way, this water has a mighty power, and it's endless, once stronger than once. Such a terrible shock, even with his physical body, was somewhat overwhelming.

Fortunately, in addition to his physical body, he also has a divine object that can be activated without mana.

Fen the evil **** flame.

"Burning!"

Ling Xian yelled, the evil **** Fen's flame burst out, covering the audience in an instant, isolating the big waves of the Yangtze River, and evaporating little by little.

It is said that water can overcome fire, but if the temperature of the flame is higher than that of water, then it can be evaporated. The temperature of Fen Xie Divine Flame is undoubtedly in this list.

Han Qingxue and others breathed a sigh of relief when the big waves of the Yangtze River were blocked by Ling Xian.

They know very well that with their own strength, they are very reluctant to resist this weird big wave. If it continues, it will probably be crushed into slag.

While this made them feel bitter, they were also more shocked. Unexpectedly, Ling Xian would be able to resolve even this level of crisis.

"Burn me!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly, turning the Fen Xie Divine Flame to its extreme. Suddenly, the sacred fire was raging, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and burned the big waves of the Yangtze River on the opposite side.

"Hoo...it's over."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh of relief, and after that, the star eyes became hot.

Not only him, but also Han Qingxue and others.

The reason is that when the water splashed away, the furnishings in the stone room were exposed to everyone.

In the center of the stone room, there is an ice coffin that exudes extremely cold iciness, as if it can freeze nine days and ten places.

And above the coffin, there are four divine objects suspended, all emitting blazing light, like a round of scorching sun shining on the earth.

It is these four gods that make everyone's eyes blazing, and even breathing is a bit short.

They are all heavenly arrogances, and their knowledge is naturally extraordinary, so they can see the preciousness of these gods at a glance.

"It is worthy of being a superb power, even the funeral items are extraordinary."

Ling Xian sighed, and suddenly he saw the wall behind the coffin from the corner of his eye, and his expression condensed.

I saw a huge word of hate there, written in bright red blood. Even if they are far apart, he can still feel the strong blood and the monstrous hatred!

And in this hatred, there is also a kind of despair!

This made Ling Xian's complexion change, and she felt shuddering inexplicably.

At this time, Han Qingxue and others also saw the blood red hatred. Suddenly, their faces were pale, and they felt that they were enveloped in a desperate air, and even their bodies were trembling a little.

"This...friend Ling Dao, what's going on?"

The cold and light snowflakes paled, and I just felt like falling into an ice cave, all over the body with cold.

Xu Chuan and Fang Mu performed similarly, both of them looked extremely fearful.

Only Ling Xian can remain calm.

However, he also felt that he was enveloped by the despair in that hatred, his whole being more and more depressed, and his body was getting colder and colder.

"What a weird word!"

Ling Xian shuddered, feeling cold all over, as if being stared at by the devil. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Therefore, he exploded with blood and masculinity covering the audience, which somewhat dispelled the cold.

This made Han Qingxue and the others a lot better, but there was still deep fear in her eyes, and she didn't even dare to even look at that word.

"This word should be left by that peerless mighty power."

Ling Xian frowned~IndoMTL.com~ He could feel the hatred and anger of that great power before his death, as well as the despair and sorrow of that person.

This made him very puzzled. What happened to him that made a great power hate the fire and feel desperate?

Killed by the enemy?

Obviously not. If someone is killed, there is no chance to set up a cemetery for yourself. What else is there besides this?

Ling Xian was puzzled and puzzled.

And just as he frowned and thought, a guess suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that...this person died after failing to rush through the barrier?

"Very likely!"

Ling Xian's star pupil suddenly burst into expression, feeling that his guess is very close to the truth, even the truth!

...(..)(Nine Immortals)