Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1436 Continuing for 100,000 Years

Looking at the handsome man in front of them, the two monks in the seventh realm showed fear and anxiety. "ωωωiLα more and more complete"

It's not that they were too timid, but that the old man died too miserably and too quickly.

After all, this person is also a powerhouse in the middle stage of Ming Dao. Even if he is seriously injured and his combat power is greatly reduced, he will not be unable to stop even a single move.

But the facts were in front of him, and even if this person tried his best, he couldn't stop Ling Xian's move.

This means that Ling Xian has the power of the middle stage of Ming Dao, not to mention that the two of them are no longer able to fight at this moment, even if they recover as before, they are not his opponents.

Therefore, the two of them will inevitably have a bit of fear, and subconsciously shrink back.

This made Ling Xian stunned for a moment, and then he was very emotional.

In today's declining era, the seventh realm can already be regarded as a top existence.

Of course, there will definitely be eighth-level powers in this world, but they never show up easily. Only when they reach that level can they come into contact with them.

Therefore, in the eyes of the world, the seventh-level monks are the true gods sitting in the clouds, extremely noble and aloof.

Although Ling Xian has never been in awe, there is one thing that cannot be denied. The strong person in the Dao Realm is indeed the existence he needs to look up to.

However, at the moment, the two powerhouses in the seventh realm are uneasy because of him, which makes him sigh

At this moment, he finally realized what level he had reached.

If the monks in the sixth realm can control the situation of a state, then the seventh realm can stir up the world.

Although there is still a long way to go after the seventh realm, in today's declining era, this is equivalent to the peak

At least in the eyes of most people, that is the case.

"Having been cultivating for a hundred years, have I reached this level?" Ling Xian muttered to himself, suddenly like a dream.

However, he is very sure that this is not a dream, he has really stepped into the seventh realm, into the top ranks. "Recommended Baidu/Qi-Zi*Xiao/Said/Net Reading"

"I still remember back then, I was just a waste who didn't know how to cultivate. I didn't expect that a hundred years later, I actually stepped into the seventh realm."

Ling Xian was overwhelmed with emotion,

Somewhat incredible.

In the past, he was as humble as an ant, even worse than an ant. However, now, he has grown into a towering tree, and it took only a few hundred years. Anyone would find it incredible.

However, the fact is that, no matter how unbelievable it is, it must be accepted

Therefore, in addition to the emotion, Ling Xian was also full of joy.

Not only because of the promotion of his status, but also because he finally has the qualifications to compete with the heroes of the world for the status of God.

"Now, I can be regarded as having the power to protect myself in the universe, and I am also qualified to compete for the throne."

Ling Xian looked at the sky, with anticipation and coldness flashing in her star eyes.

He has never forgotten the ugly faces of the nine giants in the town of Demon City, this hatred, he vows to get back

Of course, the premise is that he can leave the Xuanwu Continent and return to the universe.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian's eyes dimmed a bit.

Because the White-robed God Emperor said that the higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it would be to pass through the abyss. When he was in the sixth realm, he failed to pass. Now that he is in the seventh realm, his hope is undoubtedly even more slim.

But things have come to this point, it is useless to think about it, you can only take one step at a time.

"Let's go with the flow. Now, the first task is to exorcise the curse."

Ling Xian sighed secretly, turned his eyes to the two old men, and said, "The yin and yang flowers belong to me, you two have no problem."

"No opinion, no opinion, the son is overpowering the heroes, and he should take this flower."

"Yes, this is such a treasure, only the son is worthy of it."

The two nodded hurriedly, Ling Xian would be fine if he didn't kill them, how could he dare to have an opinion?

"Very good, it's none of your business, leave." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

Hearing this, the two of them felt as if they had been granted amnesty, braced their bodies, and left in a hurry.

However, after only taking two steps, one of them looked back at Ling Xian, hesitating to say anything.

"Is there anything else?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"It's nothing, I just want to remind the son."

"As long as the storage bags of people in the magic door, there are magic insects in them. The higher the status, the stronger the magic insects."

"This person used to be the guardian of the magic door and has a very high status. From this, it can be predicted that the magic insects in his storage bag must be strange and powerful."

"So, please be careful, son."

The old man simply said a few words and sincerely reminded him.

"Devil Insect Demon Gate" Ling Xian frowned, unfamiliar with these two words.

"Young Master doesn't know." The old man was stunned, but Ling Xian didn't even know about the Demon Sect. However, he is also a man of interest, so I will briefly introduce it now.

"The Demon Gate is a mysterious force, and its origins are unverifiable, but one thing is certain, it has existed for at least 100,000 years."

"It's an unbelievable number, you know, time is the most merciless, it can kill everything."

"No matter how powerful it is, it will inevitably decline as time goes by. Even the family of the God Emperor may not be able to last for 100,000 years."

"Although it has been passed down to this day, the Demon Sect has been declining day by day. Thirty years ago, the old nest was destroyed. However, it will not be long before the Demon Sect will make a comeback and regain its brilliance."

The old man was full of emotion, and his words were full of shock.

Ling Xian was also shocked.

In this world, it is not easy for a sect family to last for a thousand years, and it is extremely difficult to last ten thousand years. It is unheard of and unbelievable that a force like Demon Gate that has lasted for 100,000 years is simply unheard of.

One hundred thousand years

This number is too unbelievable, even the family of the emperor cannot last for so long.

"The Incredible Magic Gate"

Ling Xian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and while shaking, she was also a little curious: "How do you know that the magic door will make a comeback?"

"Because of similar incidents, it has happened too many times, and none of them can completely destroy the Demon Sect." The old man sighed helplessly.

"If you don't have the ability, how can it last for 100,000 years?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, curious about what kind of power it was that could last for 100,000 years.

"Too."

The old man sighed with emotion, cupped his hands at Ling Xian, and said: "Anyway, please pay attention to the young master, the devil, but it is very strange."

After he finished speaking, he stopped and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ling Xian no longer hesitated, and carefully placed the yin and yang flower in the jade box.

Afterwards, he swiped his hands to form several talisman formations and tightly wrapped the jade box.

"That way, it'll be fine."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, completely relieved.

With the double protection of the jade box formation, not only the medicinal power will not be lost, but also avoid the leakage of breath and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Now, it's time to look at the storage bag of the magic door protector."

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in Ling Xian's star eyes, the flower of the avenue hangs above his head, and a soft light dangles down, protecting all parts of his body.

Since that person has said that the devil is a strange and powerful existence, he naturally has to be careful.

And when he opened the storage bag, a strangely shaped bug flew out. Although it was only the size of a thumb cap, it was fierce and fierce.

I saw it cut through the sky like lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Xian, with sharp needles, facing his eyebrows.

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