Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 787: 3 color odd flowers

In the clearing, Bai Yuan was shattered by the mountain and river tripod, turned into a blood mist and dissipated, disappearing in ashes. Dagger·qi·zhong·wen·net·first·post

In an instant, the scene fell silent.

The eyes focused on Ling Xian, without exception, they all shone with shock and fear.

This battle, they are all in their eyes. From the beginning of the war to the present, Bai Yuan can be said to have no strength to fight back and was easily suppressed by Ling Xian.

No matter how he attacks, he can't escape the suppression of Shanheding. After being suppressed time and time again, what does this mean?

It means he has no strength to fight back, but is he weak?

Looking at the world, looking at the same generation, no one dares to say that Bai Yuan is weak!

He is the top arrogant of the deserted state, a peerless genius, and even if his strength is not to be considered superior to the same generation, he can definitely be regarded as the strongest!

However, in front of Ling Xian, he has no power to fight back. What does this mean? It means that Lingxian's strength has reached the peak, and he can bear the four characters of Yuan Ying invincible!

If he fights against Bai Yuan for a hundred moves before beheading him, then at best he will be better than him by a line, and he cannot be called invincible.

However, he beat Bai Yuan with no power to fight back. This can only be done by the evil evildoer who has truly reached the ultimate in Nascent Soul!

In this way, even if everyone present is extraordinary, they can't help but feel jealous.

"Who is this person? This kind of power is really powerful to the ultimate in Yuan Ying."

"A very powerful person, I guess he can be compared to the arrogant arrogance such as coldness and joy."

"Yes, there is another strong opponent in the Tianjiao Hegemony Tournament, who is eligible to be the champion."

"Oh, I didn't have any hope of being a champion, but now that there is one more him, there is no hope anymore."

Everyone spoke, and their words were full of emotion.

"Yuan Ying is the ultimate, can bear the four words of invincibility of the same level."

The goddess of war sighed softly, very emotional. Although she had been defeated by Lingxian, she didn't think she was really defeated, she could only be regarded as slightly inferior to her body.

However, at this moment, she really felt the pressure, great pressure!

However, after just a few breaths, the **** of war returned to normal, her beautiful eyes gleaming with high war spirits.

"Only in this way can I be worthy of being the opponent of my goddess of war. When my mana is transformed successfully, I will start a duel with you."

"The master is so strong!"

Huang Jiuge's eyes are brilliant, apart from worship, there is only obsession.

"It's over, this anger has also vented."

Looking at the blood mist gradually dissipating, Ling Xian smiled faintly, then moved his gaze to everyone, and said: "Everyone, why not continue to attack?"

"Attracted by your demeanor, this kind of power is enough to compare with the strongest sequence of people such as cold shoulders and Le Wuya." A handsome man sighed softly.

"Is it the strongest sequence?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly. He has now reached the ultimate stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. Like the three realms, he is invincible in this realm.

Therefore, it is not wrong to say that he is the strongest sequence among the young generation in the world.

"Well, you guys should do it quickly, lest more and more people come."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then the smile gradually converged, with a somewhat solemn meaning.

It's just that he felt a few extraordinarily powerful auras, spreading from afar, and they were not on the same level as the people present. In other words, it is at a level with him.

In other words, all those who come are the real arrogance!

"Interesting, it seems that there must be another big battle."

Ling Xian looked into the sky, his starry eyes flashed with expectation, and then he slammed forward with a punch, trying to break through the barrier of the core battlefield.

Seeing this, everyone also took action, and with Ling Xian's help, the speed suddenly became a bit faster.

Just a few breaths later, the core battlefield was completely blasted through a big hole.

"Haha, finally opened, let's go!"

A young man burst into it with a loud laugh. However, it was stiff in an instant, and then he spurted blood all over his body and flew upside down!

At the same time, a horrible killing intent came out, like the birth of a king of the world, setting off a **** storm!

This sudden change made everyone's look completely different.

Even if it is as strong as Lingxian, he frowned and didn't dare to be careless.

"It is worthy of being the core battlefield. Even after endless years, the intent to kill will remain undiminished, and the evil spirit will remain undiminished." Ling Xian sighed with emotion.

"Yes, after all, those who die inside are all strong men who dominate the side." The female war spirit was solemn and dare not care.

"Anyway, this place must be entered, let's go." Ling Xian said in a deep voice, his eyes gradually turning firm.

Even if all the people who die inside are the strong ones who dominate the side, it can't stop his determination to seize the power of heaven!

Then took a big step and walked into the core battlefield. Immediately, his eyes became firm.

Seeing this, Huang Jiuge closely followed, like a little follower, staying in this life, not giving up in this life.

In an instant, the killing intent hits the heavens, and it is so close to the two souls that they want to tear it apart!

"Open it to me!"

Ling Xian yelled, and the Yuan Ying villain flew out of the center of his eyebrows, and colorful colors flowed between the knots, forming a barrier of spirits and souls, and an invisible killing intent!

"Boom!"

The two powers collided and spread out. Although invisible and innocent, it set off a storm of souls and made everyone change their colors!

"What a powerful soul, it has reached the extreme of the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Everyone exclaimed. Unexpectedly, Ling Xian was not only powerful in mana, but even his soul was cultivated to the extreme!

"Boom!"

The killing intent is shocking, and the soul is disdainful, Ling Xian and the killing intent left by many powerful men are embarking on an alternative duel!

Although it is invisible and innocent, it is extremely dangerous. A little carelessness will lead to death!

Therefore, Ling Xian did not dare to be careless, fighting for the fate of the Yuan Ying villain, during the colorful circulation, a more powerful spirit power broke out!

Suddenly, the shocking intent to kill was blasted away by him, and the pressure dissipated.

"Huh, what a powerful killing intent."

Ling Xian took a long sigh of relief, and said with emotion: "As expected of a mighty person, after endless years, killing intent can have such a terrifying power."

"However, the master is better." Huang Jiuge smiled, only feeling that following Ling Xian is particularly reliable, not afraid of all winds and rains.

"Okay, stop praising me, it's important to find something."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, then moved his gaze to the front, and then was attracted by a huge three-color flower.

The same is true for everyone present~IndoMTL.com~ I saw that the flower had three petals, red, blue and green, each of which was huge, flowing with a mysterious Taoist rhyme. It seems that there is a great way of heaven and earth, the universe is the most logical, as if it can lift up the sky with a glance.

Of course, this is just an illusion, and this flower is not real, it's just a phantom.

However, the peculiarity of this flower caught everyone's attention in an instant.

Especially after a stalwart figure emerged from Huaxin, it firmly attracted the attention of everyone, making it difficult to remove it,

Even Lingxian was firmly attracted.

The figure is tall and stalwart, with its back facing everyone, as if it is standing on the top of nine heavens.

After that, the person spoke.

"Time flies, the vicissitudes of life, with a flick of the finger for seven thousand years, has someone finally come in..."