Painting of the Nine Immortals

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On the long street, Wen's shops rose from the ground, and the lines were all over the sky, and the divine might was endless.

That kind of power not only shook the entire Qishifang, but also made everyone change color.

Ling Xian was also a little moved.

This treasure is very strong. Not only does it have several kinds of divine formations, but it also possesses powerful powers, which complement each other and are even more powerful.

However, he has no fear.

If he is only equipped with the six extremes, he is probably no match for this treasure, but since he is already equipped with the seven extremes, this treasure naturally poses no threat.

Therefore, Ling Xian's expression remained unchanged, and she said lightly: "Do you really want to do it?"

"Do not."

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Xian coldly and said, "I want to take you on your way."

"You look up to yourself."

Ling Xian said lightly, "Although this treasure is strong, it is not enough to close the gap between you and me."

"enough."

The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Xian contemptuously and said, "Unless you are in the Seven Great Realms, you will surely die."

Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled.

Unfortunately, he really is the addition of the seven extremes.

"Well, if you want to do it, I'll accompany you on two moves."

With a faint smile, Ling Xian raised his hand and blasted it out, and the divine might shook the sky.

"Hmph, suppress me!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and the Wen's shop turned into a hundred zhang in size, like Qingtian Shenyue, which was overwhelmingly suppressed.

boom!

The void was shattered, and both the shops and the monks used defensive measures to avoid being affected by this blow.

However, many people were still shaken by the aftermath.

There is no way, this treasure is too powerful, and ordinary monks can't even resist the aftermath.

"Offense and defense are integrated, this treasure is not bad, but unfortunately, you can't use its power."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, holding up the sky with one hand, blocking the Wen family shop.

Even if it was as heavy as a mountain, it couldn't bend his waist, and it could even be said that his face was not flushed or he was out of breath.

This scene stunned everyone present, their eyes widened, and they felt shocked in their hearts.

Especially the middle-aged men were even more astonished.

He knew very well the power of this treasure, and even a cultivator who was two small realms higher than himself would not be able to resist it. However, Ling Xian easily took it to the moment, which proved that he was a member of the Seven Great Realms!

"Impossible, how could you have reached the seven extremes?!"

The middle-aged man yelled, full of disbelief, or rather, unwilling to believe.

Seven extreme realms!

Such monsters, even if they look at the entire Big Dipper, there are only a few people. Without exception, they are all amazing talents and have the potential to become supreme!

"Why not?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "I persuaded you not to fight with me, but you won't listen."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man fell silent, and everyone remained silent.

At the beginning, they were not optimistic about Ling Xian, but the fact was that they slapped them, naturally they had nothing to say.

"The farce, it's time to end."

Ling Xian pulled away his smile, raised his hand and threw the Wen's shop out, shattering the void, causing the middle-aged man to cough up blood.

This made him feel humiliated, and roared: "Damn boy, die for me!"

When the words fell, he frantically urged the Wenjia shop, and the array pattern lit up, strangling Ling Xian.

"Inflict humiliation on yourself."

Surrounded by endless formations, Ling Xian's expression was calm and unmoved.

He is a great master of the formation path. What is it that he uses the formation technique to deal with him, not to humiliate himself? It is no exaggeration to say that there are very few formations that can threaten him even in the world of eternity.

There are several divine formations in the district, and they are not even qualified to let him face them.

Therefore, Ling Xian just waved his hand at will, and several divine formations shattered.

Of course, not all disappear, but the broken point is the key, enough to make it lose its power.

"This…"

Looking at the disappearing pattern, the middle-aged man was horrified, and everyone present was also shocked.

It's so unbelievable, even the eighth realm old monster has to be horrified.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you? Dare to shoot again,

I'll take you on your way. "

Ling Xian glanced at the man lightly, raised his hand and smashed the Wen's shop in half as punishment.

"You... I'm the old Wen family. If you dare to kill me, the Wen family won't let you go!"

The middle-aged man threatened, but his words made Ling Xian feel ridiculous.

He even killed the strongest descendant of the Wen family, so how could he care about an elder?

"If I don't kill you, will the Wen family let me go?"

Ling Xian smiled and shook his head and said, "Shut your mouth, be honest, I may save your life."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shut up obediently, even if he was angry, he would not dare to be arrogant.

He finally realized how ridiculous his threat was. If Ling Xian was really afraid of the Wen family, he would not kill Wen Longyuan.

"I won't kill you, go back and tell the master of the Wen family that Wen Longyuan's death was entirely his own fault."

"Of course, if your Wen family wants to count on me, I'm not afraid."

"However, it's better for your Wen family to have a mental preparation, a preparation for destruction."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, with no coldness or threat, but every word of the sentence made everyone feel chills.

"Insanity!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, like thunder across the sky, shaking everyone's faces pale and blood churning.

Ling Xian was also a little uncomfortable.

He looked up at the sky, and saw an old man in a golden robe piercing the sky, like a great emperor, who shook the nine heavens and looked down on the eight deserts.

That is the momentum of the eighth realm power, and when it appeared, it made everyone tremble with fear.

"Ancestor!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed, and he immediately had support. Not only did his waist straighten, but the fear that Ling Xian brought him was also swept away.

"The ancestor of the Wen family..."

Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, moving, but not afraid.

This person is only in the middle stage of the eighth realm, and he cannot be an opponent of the golden armor. Naturally, he will not be afraid of him.

"Young man, you are crazy."

The golden-robed old man gave Ling Xian a sideways glance, his murderous intent was evident, and his sharp edge was revealed.

"The words are not accurate, it should be self-confidence."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, he was just saying a fact, nothing to do with arrogance.

"So confident. So, do you think you can destroy my Wen family?"

The golden-robed old man's face was as deep as water, and his killing intent was so terrifying that everyone shivered.

"I don't dare to say that it will be destroyed, but it is certain that the vitality will be severely damaged."

Ling Xian pulled away his smile. He knew that the Wen family was very strong and was a well-deserved first-rate force, but he was not a soft persimmon that anyone could handle.

Even the writers have to pay a huge price.

"Hahaha, funny."

The golden-robed old man laughed wildly and said, "A mere seventh-level cultivator deserves to say this?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled.

However, before he said anything, a cold drink suddenly came from the horizon.

"He doesn't deserve it, what about us?"

The voice fell, and several figures descended from the sky. The leader was a dignified woman.

It was the Mo clan elder who had invited Ling Xian on the star boat.

Behind her, followed by four men, all of them valiant and extravagant.

These people are all boat passengers on the star boat, either an elder of a sect or the head of a family.

At this moment, they released their aura without hesitation, and also exuded coldness, which made everyone sluggish.

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