Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 77: End of curtain

The night is approaching, the setting sun is like blood, and the afterglow is sprinkled on the Ling family mansion where the blood is flowing into a river, making it even more bizarre and sad.

In the sky, Ling Xian's black hair danced lightly, standing proudly, his snow-white wings stretched gently, and feathers fell down, like a **** descending to the world, a real fairy coming to the dust, with a mortal temperament.

His eyes converged on him, full of complex expressions such as envy, longing, worship, and fear, but there was a look that appeared on everyone's face, that was awe.

Awe as if facing a god.

After a long while, there were endless exclamations from the crowd.

"Oh my god, I was fortunate enough to be able to see the fall of a strong foundation builder, but was killed by a fourteen or five-year-old boy!"

"I can't believe it, Ling Xian is too powerful, he is brave and invincible!"

"What's more? This son can kill the foundation now, and it will be fine in the future?"

At this moment, countless monks are looking up at the sky, looking up at the young man who looks calm but has his own power, and his eyes are full of awe.

The Fang Qi family’s faces are ashamed and their hearts are full of fear. They can’t accept what happened before them, but the facts are in front of them, the Fang family’s strong foundation building has fallen, so can the Qi family’s former patriarch still survive? ?

The answer is no, so they dare not imagine what will be waiting for them when the Qi family's strong foundation building also falls.

Some monks with poor psychological endurance have fallen to the ground and started crying. They were scared to death. Even some of the Fang family monks, seeing that the situation is gone, quietly took advantage of Lingxian's attention to everyone. He slipped away from here, fearing that he would go a little later, and was beheaded by the butcher knife of the people of Ling's family.

On the other hand, everyone in the Ling family was beaming and laughing. They looked at the majestic and heroic figure of the god, and besides their respect for Ling Xian, there was heavy gratitude in their expressions.

The figure of Ling Yuan, the patron saint of the Ling family, quietly faded in the hearts of these people, and replaced with that calm look, a figure of a young man dressed in blood-stained black clothes.

There is no doubt that Ling Xian, who descended from the sky when the Ling family was in distress and turned the tide, has replaced Ling Yuan's position in their hearts and became the new patron saint of the Ling family!

What's more, his strength is obvious to all. Although he has not yet reached the foundation, he used a three-foot divine sword to forcefully slay Fang Mingyuan, and he did not suffer any injuries. Such a powerful combat force is definitely worthy of the Ling family. Known as a strong one!

In the crowd watching the battle, there was a young monk with beautiful eyes glowing, staring at the figure without blinking, and two red clouds rose from her pretty face.

With the age of a weak crown, the cultivation of Qi, to kill a strong foundation building, such a sturdy record, it is difficult not to make some young girls tempted. "I Dedication"

Looking at the female monks who are sprouting in spring, Ling Fei curled her lips and mumbled: "A group of nympho, Lingxian belongs to me, so he doesn't look down on you group of vulgar fans." /

"Yes, Xiao Fei'er is quite self-aware, knowing that Ling Xian can't look down on you." Ling Tianxiang smiled, seeing Ling Xian showing his power and beheading Fang Mingyuan, and the haze that hung over her heart finally dissipated. Therefore, the mood is much easier.

"Hmph, even if he doesn't like me, you can never want to be with him." Ling Fei retorted.

Ling Tianxiang stopped and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ling Tianqing on the side: "Well, what are you two arguing about? The battle is not over yet, the Qi family is not dead yet, maybe something will happen. Something happened."

"Big brother, don't worry, Ling Xian can kill Fang Mingyuan. It's natural to kill another strong foundation building, let alone father?" Ling Tian arrogantly smiled and looked at the dazzling young man. , Sighed secretly in his heart, he knew very well that after today, the little Qingcheng can no longer restrain this son's wings. Whether it is Ling Tianxiang or Ling Fei, I am afraid they can only look at his distant back, sadly sad. .

Just like what he said, when Ling Xian killed Fang Mingyuan, his wings flicked and joined Ling Yuan's battle against the old patriarch of the Qi family.

Originally, this person's strength was not weaker than Ling Yuan. If it was one-on-one, it would be hard to say who would win or lose, but when Ling Xian vacated his hand and formed a two-on-one situation, he was naturally completely destroyed. Suppression, like a flat boat in the ocean, may sink at any time.

After dozens of rounds of duel with Ling Xian, they were finally lost, full of unwillingness and regret, and their head was cut off by Ling Xian with a sword.

At this point, the shocking battle has come to an end, ending with the fall of the two strong foundation builders.

The morale of the people in Fangqi's family plummeted, but under the instigation of the language of their respective patriarchs, they still braced themselves, prepared to fight back and hold on to the end.

However, no matter how stubborn their resistance is, they are not the opponents of the morale of the Ling family. What's more, there is a real strong foundation builder, and a foundation builder who is not a foundation building, but can be killed. The strong of Ji are on the sidelines.

The killing sound shook the sky, the spells danced wildly, and the members of the Ling family became angry, venting their anger and grievance to their heart's content, raising the butcher knife in their hands high and killing the invaders one by one.

The coalition forces who have lost the foundation-building powerhouse are like three-year-old children, without any resistance, and can only let the Ling family massacre wantonly.

Ling Tianqing faced the patriarchs of the two families alone, regardless of his own injuries, he insisted on using Ben Lei Fist to its extreme and beheaded the two dead opponents.

The other children of the Ling family are also the same. Perhaps there is a relationship between Ling Xian and Ling Yuan, two super powers standing by the side. Second, even with a one-to-three opponent, it still wins the opponent.

Ling Xian didn't participate in it, his killing intention was not serious, and he didn't have any interest in the massacre below, just like the eagle's eyes could not see the ants.

"It's really a hero." Ling Yuan sighed, but his old face turned into a flower with a smile. Although he was hit hard in front of Ling Xian, anyway, Ling Xian was his junior. He was naturally happy for the birth of such an extraordinary genius in the Ling family.

"The old patriarch won the award, it's just a coincidence." Ling Xian said modestly.

"Haha, you can just pretend to be too modest. Your strength is obvious to all. First cut Fang Mingyuan, then defeat Qi Xiuyuan. With such a brilliant record, I am ashamed of it." Ling Yuan laughed and looked at Ling. Xian's eyes softened.

Ling Xian slowly stretched out his wings and said: "It's a fluke, it's because the strength of the two of them is too bad."

"Haha, if they can hear you, I'm afraid they will come alive and die again." Ling Yuan shook his head and said, "At the tournament a year ago, I knew your name. , It’s just that I can’t even dream of it. In just one year, you have grown to this point. Even I am not your opponent."

"This year, too much has happened." Ling Xian showed nostalgia, thought of the hundred years in the illusion, and then thought of what happened right now, and couldn't help asking himself, all that was really just Is it a dream?

Shaking his head, Ling Xian no longer thinks about this question. Whether it is a dream or not, the one that should come will come sooner or later. He only needs to stick to his heart and improve his strength. All difficulties and obstacles will naturally be solved.

If the illusion is false, then it is regarded as a dream, if the illusion is true, then use the Qingfeng in your hand to blaze a bright road and a bright future!

Seeing that Ling Xian seemed to have no intention of talking to him, Ling Yuan smiled. If he changed his job, he might be furious. He felt that this boy was too arrogant, but after witnessing Ling Xian's powerful strength, he could no longer Seeing Lingxian as a junior, he didn't speak any more.

At this moment, the coalition forces have completely collapsed. The two families died and fled, leaving only the Ling family dancing and cheering.

When he came, he was murderous and arrogant, but when he went, he fled in embarrassment like a bereaved dog.

This kind of strong contrast made all the monks who watched the battle feel complicated.

The city lord Ye Xiaotian looked at the mighty, murderous young man, and sighed: "This child is a famous Qingcheng. With the cultivation of Qi, he powerfully kills the foundation-building strong, such a brilliant record. How many people were able to do it at that time?"

"Yes, now he has not broken through to the foundation building stage, so he is so strong. If one day breaks through, no one in this Qingcheng will be his opponent. At that time, he can be called the Qingcheng No. A strong one." Ye Youlan also sighed, her pretty face full of complex colors.

She showed extraordinary talent for cultivation since she was a child, and was named the number one genius in Qingcheng, but after witnessing Ling Xian's strength with her own eyes, apart from shame, there was a trace of weakness in her heart.

Ling Xian is only fifteen years old this year, and Ye Youlan is three years older than him, but she only has the eighth level of Qi refining cultivation base. Not to mention killing the foundation building strong, she can't even take one move. It made her feel frustrated.

"Youlan, look at it, compared with Lingxian's monsters, it's just asking for a blow." Ye Xiaotian rubbed his daughter's head and said: "Daddy's strength is far comparable to Fang Ming, since Lingxian Can kill him unscathed, then he can easily kill me, so the name of the strongest in Qingcheng is already his."

Ye Youlan's small mouth opened slightly, and there was a trace of shock in her beautiful eyes. He heard Ye Xiaotian, who has always been domineering and powerful, admits that he is inferior to Ling Xian. This kind of strong impact is even worse than the shocking talent that Ling Xian showed before. Strong combat power.

The strongest in Qingcheng?

A teenager who is only fifteen years old?

Ye Youlan's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at the young man holding a magic sword with divine wings on his back, with an incredible face.

In Qizhen Pavilion, Gong Suoxin sighed softly, and a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes. Her status was noble and her status was revered. Take it to heart.

However, even if arrogant as her ~IndoMTL.com~, I have to admit that Lingxian's talent is indeed unparalleled, and the incredible geniuses I have seen in the past are not even worthy of giving him shoes.

Furthermore, she had simulated the scene of a fight with Ling Xian in her mind, and the result was just like Ye Xiaotian, who considered herself not Ling Xian's opponent.

"Fang and Qi's family would never dream that they would kill such a demon king halfway. Not only did they fail to annex the Ling family, but instead they became the prestige of this son and the Ling family." Gong Suoxin was enchanting. He smiled and said to himself: "From today, there are no three big families in Qingcheng, only the new-born overlord of the Ling family. It seems that I have to prepare some gifts and visit."

As she said, after today, the situation in Qingcheng will face a reshuffle. Without any accident, the forces of the Fangqi family will be uprooted and cease to exist, and the Ling family will become the only one after the war. The winner of, from now on come to Qingcheng, dominate the party!

The word Lingxian will also resound through Qingcheng, and even shake the surrounding cities, becoming a rising star, with an unstoppable force, powerfully shaking the fields and shining everywhere!

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