Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1602 The Disaster of Blood Light

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In the forest of bones, Ling Xian leaned against a pile of bones, closing his eyes and resting. Pinshu Network w w w . v o d t w . c o m

In other words, waiting for the trial to end and the cave to open.

Although this place is a cave that is about to become a small world, Ling Xian has been visiting for half a month and has not found any treasures of chance.

Therefore, he didn't want to bother anymore.

"Hey, which peak's disciple are you, why haven't I seen you?" The girl frowned.

"I'm not a disciple of the Nether Sect." Ling Xian said lazily.

"Don't tell me if you don't want to. Is it necessary to lie to me?" The girl snorted coldly.

In her perception, this cave is unique to the Netherworld sect, and it is not a disciple of the Netherworld sect, so it is impossible to enter.

Therefore, she felt that Ling Xian was deceiving herself.

"Believe it or not."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, unwilling to say more.

This made the girl stomped her feet with hatred and said, "I'm going to grab the token, are you going?"

"I'm not from the Nether Sect, the token is useless to me."

Ling Xian's expression was flat, he already had the token, enough for him to disguise as a disciple of the Nether Sect and leave the cave, there is no need to continue to snatch it.

"Don't regret it, you can form a team with me, but no amount of people ask for the opportunity." The girl muttered.

"I also remind you, it's best not to go." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Why?" The girl frowned.

"You have the disaster of blood light." Ling Xian opened her star eyes, and the divine light was deep and mysterious.

But in the eyes of the girl, this is a joke.

Therefore, she laughed, leaning back and forth, and tears were about to flow out.

"Blood light disaster? Haha, you said I have blood light disaster?"

The girl burst into laughter and said, "Yo, I didn't see it, you're still a half-immortal."

"I can't talk about it, I just know a little about the face-to-face technique."

Ling Xian spoke lightly and said, "I see that your eyebrows are frowning and your face is blue. This is a bad omen."

"Fuck, then fool."

The girl was disdainful and said, "Is it really a fool to be an aunt?"

"That's all, believe it or not, it's up to you."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, he had just used the face-to-face technique, and it was calculated that the girl would have a bloody disaster. Therefore, he just reminded.

"I believe in you asshole!"

The girl sneered and said, "Trust you, auntie is really an idiot."

"If you don't believe me, I can't do anything about it, just let it go." Ling Xian closed her eyes and said no more.

Seeing this, the girl didn't bother to say any more, and after a few ups and downs, she disappeared.

"Hopefully, she'll be a little more careful."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, and then immersed himself in his mind, comprehending the general outline of tomb robbing.

Just like that, time passed little by little.

Half a month later, the girl came back, with scars all over her body and a group of chasing soldiers.

She was covered in blood, her breath was sluggish, and she was obviously on the verge of dying.

At the rear, more than a dozen men were chasing after him, all with awe-inspiring killing intent, and the victory was in hand.

This made Ling Xian's expression congeal, and sighed at the extraordinaryness of the ghost-seeker and the mystery of the face-to-face technique.

"help me…"

Seeing Ling Xian still here, the girl's beautiful eyes burst into a dazzling light, like a drowning person seeing straw, and the whole person was excited.

"Today, no one can save you!"

A young man in black sneered, controlling two bones, his face was joking aside from pride.

So are the rest.

They are all fourth-level monks, and together, they are enough to push the entire cave, and no one can stop them.

Therefore, they are already winning.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you are getting more and more arrogant."

Ling Xian glanced at the young man indifferently. This person was the one who first entered the cave and wanted to rob him but was robbed instead.

"Um?"

The young man frowned, feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar.

In the past, Ling Xian was wearing a golden armor and did not show his true face, so the young man naturally did not know it.

"Even I forgot, it seems that the lesson I taught you that day was not deep enough.

"

Ling Xian smiled, a bit joking and a bit cold.

"It's you!"

The young man exclaimed, remembering the painful experience that day, and couldn't help but feel cold and frightened.

The shadow Ling Xian gave him was too deep. Whether it was cutting off the connection between him and Bai Gu, or controlling Bai Gu to beat him, he would never forget it.

Therefore, he was terrified and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This made the others frown and wonder.

"it's me."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, pointed at the girl and said, "I want to protect her, do you have any opinion?"

"No, absolutely not." The young man shook his head like a rattle and looked at Ling Xian with a flattering expression.

What a joke!

Faced with an unfathomable existence like Ling Xian, how could he dare to have an opinion? Even if there is, have to hold back!

"Are you crazy?"

A blue-robed youth frowned and scolded: "I don't know who this person is, but I know that he can't surpass the fifth realm. With so many of us, what's there to be afraid of?"

"You are crazy!"

The young man in black pointed at the man tremblingly, and said, "If you want to die, die, don't pull me!"

"waste."

The blue-clothed youth smiled disdainfully, turned his eyes to the crowd, and said, "What do you mean? Are you all like this trash, letting go of this woman?"

"Haha, how can I be the same as him."

"That's right, a useless one, don't pay attention to him."

"This person may be very strong, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands. One move by one of us is enough to kill him."

Everyone opened their mouths one after another, disdain for the actions of the black-clothed youth.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, he is not something you can afford." The young man in black sneered.

"Go away, you don't have any seeds, what excuse do you make?"

The blue-clothed youth was disdainful, turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and said, "Boy, you are very arrogant."

"Are you crazy?" Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, and said, "Okay, let's do it, I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

"Are you in such a hurry to die? Well, I will fulfill you."

The blue-clothed youth's expression turned cold, he raised his hand to form a treasure seal, and immediately two withered bones appeared, slaughtering forward.

Everyone also summoned the skeletons one after another, and for a while, more than 20 white bones rushed towards Ling Xian, and the fierce aura permeated the four fields.

This made the girl change color, and the young man in black was also moved.

However, Ling Xian was indifferent.

Not to mention that he is in the seventh realm, even in the fourth realm, no one can threaten him.

Therefore, with a single thought, he cut off the connection between everyone and the skeleton, and then forcibly controlled it, making the white bones turn around and kill everyone.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

"Why can't I control them? It was clearly summoned by me!"

"What kind of magic trick did this person use to control the skeletons we summoned!"

Everyone was stunned and terrified.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

More than 20 skeletons were killed, and the crowd coughed up blood, hugged their heads and ran away, and there was no resistance at all.

For a time, the blood stained the ground red, and the screams shocked the sky.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?!"

The blue-clothed youth roared, but more than that, it was fear.

Everyone is like that.

Although this matter seems very strange, but one thing is certain, Ling Xian can cut off their previous connection with the skeleton, and can easily kill them.

In this case, how can people not be afraid?

"Hahaha, now I realize how stupid you are."

The black-clothed youth raised his head and laughed loudly, that was a triumph.

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