Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1472 Poisoning

At the top of the mountain, Ling Xian frowned and fell silent. "ωωωiLα dedication"

There is no doubt that the nine major battlefields at the moment are extremely dangerous, no different from the forbidden places where there are ten dead and no life.

Therefore, staying in the Red River Valley is undoubtedly the best choice. Even if the coalition forces are defeated, he will not die, but after that?

Once the Demon Sect has ruled the Xuanwu Continent, how can there be a place for him? Even if he took 10,000 steps back and left the Xuanwu Continent alive, it would be difficult to get rid of the extraterritorial demons.

Therefore, Ling Xian was silent for a while and decided to go with the man.

Although this may not be the last battle, it is also very crucial, and he does not want to miss it.

Immediately, Ling Xian said in a deep voice: "I'll go with you, and someone else will guard the Red River Valley."

"You..." The man in white sighed and said, "Let's tell you the truth, most people don't have any hope in this battle. Therefore, I don't want you to die."

"I understand, but if I don't go, can I survive?" Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Of course, even if the coalition is really defeated, you can save your life." The man in white firmly believed.

"How can there be an egg under the nest?" Ling Xian sighed softly and said, "I have a deep feud with the Demon Sect. Once the Demon Sect has ruled the Xuanwu Continent, no matter how big the world is, there will be no place for me."

"Even so, you have a chance to escape."

"No need to say more, you saved the lives of everyone in the Red River Valley, and I will never allow you to participate in the war."

"Besides, even if you go, you can't control the situation."

The man in white looked at Ling Xian seriously and said, "Listen to me, stay in the Red River Valley, and leave immediately once the news of the defeat of the coalition forces is heard."

"The legs are on me, you can't stop me." Ling Xian smiled lightly, suddenly feeling sore and weak in the limbs.

This made him frown, quite shocked.

One was that he didn't notice it, the other was that Fen Xie Zhenhuo had not changed, and the third was that he didn't expect that the man would actually poison him.

At the moment, Ling Xian looked slightly cold and said, "You actually poisoned me..."

"It's not poison,

is a medicine. "ωωωiLα more and more complete""

"This medicine is colorless, odorless, invisible and intangible. It is not only harmless to the human body, but beneficial."

"It will make it difficult for living beings to move in a short period of time, but when the strength of the medicine passes, it will increase their cultivation."

The man in white smiled lightly and said, "Originally, I planned to use it on myself, but you saved me and wanted to go to war, so I gave it to you."

"No wonder Fen Xie Shenyan didn't move, it turned out to be a good and harmless medicine for me." Ling Xian was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

Although this medicine is good for him, he can't move for a short time. When he can act, I am afraid that the victory and defeat of the nine battlefields have already been decided.

"Hey, you took great pains to keep me here." Ling Xian sighed.

"You are my savior, and I must not watch you die."

The man in white smiled lightly, seeing Ling Xian running the magic art and dispelling the power of the medicine, he said, "Don't waste your energy, this is not a poison, and you can't resolve it even if you use your means to the sky."

"I want to know, how long can it imprison me?" Ling Xian said silently.

"Seven days at least, three months at most."

The man in white smiled brightly, and said, "If you count it at least seven days, you won't have time to join the war."

"Not necessarily, give me five days, and I can let the medicinal strength pass." Ling Xian smiled lightly, he had already tried it, if he did his best, the medicinal strength would disappear in five days.

After all, his physical body has reached the seventh realm, and his resistance in all aspects is very strong.

"Sure enough, even a candidate for the emperor of the gods wants to make the medicine disappear without seven days."

The man in white gave Ling Xian a deep look and said, "It's a pity that you are too late in five days."

"After all, I have to give it a try, in case it's too late." Ling Xian said silently.

"Stay at ease in the Red River Valley. I will send someone to guard this place so that you won't be disturbed."

"If I come back alive, I will drink three hundred cups with you. If I die in battle, please live well."

"Okay, without further ado, I'm leaving."

The man in white smiled lightly, turned into a silver dragon, and left.

In the next instant, eleven figures cut through the sky, with a determination like moths to the flames, rushing to different places, but they were destined to the same tragic battlefield.

This made Ling Xian silent, looking at the direction where the twelve people disappeared, and did not look away for a long time.

They may not all be good people, and they may have committed a lot of sins, but at this moment, they are worthy of respect.

"Have you missed the last battle..." Ling Xian sighed, helpless.

The medicinal power is too strong, even he is sore and weak, it is difficult to gather strength.

"Whether it's too late, I'll try my best."

Ling Xian's eyes turned firm, and she fought her fate to turn her power into the wild, and strive to resolve the strength of the medicine as soon as possible.

It's a pity that three days have passed, and the medicine is still so powerful.

This made Ling Xian bitter, but he did not give up, and finally made the medicine completely disappear at the sunrise of the fifth day.

Immediately, the majestic energy poured out, nourishing his internal organs, the extraordinary meridians and eight meridians.

Immediately, his cultivation began to increase, and in the end, he stopped at the peak of the early Ming Dao realm.

That is to say, he is only one step away from the middle stage of Ming Dao Realm.

"A good medicine, if I only rely on hard work, I want to achieve this step, it will take years to say the least."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion, and then condensed the Nine Heavens Divine Wings to plan the nine battlefields ahead.

Although five days have passed, there is no news, in other words, there is no winner.

However, just as Ling Xian rose into the air, there was a sudden sound of fighting from the periphery of the Red River Valley.

"What's going on? Could it be that the Demon Sect has sent troops again?" Ling Xian frowned.

The strategic significance of the Red River Valley is of great significance, and it is inferior to the other nine battlefields, and there must be no loss.

Therefore, he could only temporarily give up the plan to go to the nine major battlefields, and instead flew to the periphery of the Red River Valley.

After a few breaths, Ling Xian appeared on the periphery of the Red River Valley, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

It's just because the Demon Sect has made a comeback. Although there are not many people, there are only three, but they are all strong at the early stage of the Ming Dao Realm!

"My guess is indeed correct. Tiaohu Lishan is true. Momen has not given up on the Red River Valley."

"The other nine battlefields are not fake. This time, Momen wants to win the top ten battlefields in one fell swoop and establish a victory!"

Ling Xian sighed secretly and entered the arena like a wandering dragon, standing between the coalition army and the three seventh-level powerhouses.

Immediately, nearly 30,000 people were overjoyed, and the three Supreme Elders of the Demon Sect also smiled.

Cold smile.

"You really are here."

An old man in purple clothes spoke with a cold voice, his killing intent swept across the Eight Wastelands.

The other two were also full of murderous intentions, and the cold light burst out.

"Are you here to court death?" Ling Xian glanced at the three of them lightly, and the white robes danced without wind.

"Hahaha, ridiculous!"

The old man in purple burst into laughter and said, "You don't even think about how much you weigh, how stupid you are."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

Ling Xian was thinking about the nine major battlefields, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with a few people, and he didn't need to talk nonsense.

The hatred is deep like the sea, and it is at a critical moment, why do you need to say more?

Only one word.

kill!

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