Painting of the Nine Immortals

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The ancient trees are towering and prosperous.

Hundreds of figures were hidden in the forest, men and women, young and old, without exception, their clothes were stained with blood and their faces were pale.

In particular, an old man with white hair was weak and sluggish, and was on the verge of death.

"Only one hundred people survived..."

Ling Xian sighed softly, an ancient city that has been inherited for ten thousand years, at least one million people, but only a hundred people survived, it is too tragic.

"Yes, these are the only people left."

Han Li sighed, walked over to the white-haired old man who was the most injured, and said with concern, "Grandpa, are you alright?"

"Cough, I can't die."

The white-haired old man coughed violently, and the little tinge of red splattered, shocking.

"It's true that you can't die now, but it won't be long before you die."

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly, and saw that the white-haired old man had a domineering power in his body, constantly destroying this person's body.

If you don't get rid of it, at most one day, the old man will be wiped out.

"Who is this?" The white-haired old man looked at Ling Xian.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can save you."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, this domineering power originated from the supreme power of heaven, that is to say, the power of heaven can expel it.

"Save me?" The old man was refreshed, and so was Han Li.

Still, a little suspicious.

They have tried too many methods, but they have never been able to expel that domineering force. Naturally, it is hard to believe.

"If you believe me, relax your heart and don't resist, not even the slightest resistance."

"Otherwise, not only will you die, but I will also be seriously injured."

Ling Xian pulled away her smile. When he exorcised the strange power for Mei Yanrou, she was in a coma, so she didn't need to be reminded.

But the old man is sober, if he doesn't warn, he will not only fail,

Ling Xian will also have his life in danger.

"To be honest, I don't really believe it."

"One is that you are very unfamiliar, and the other is that I have tried many methods, but I have never been able to expel it."

"However, I'm already a dying person, and a dead horse should be a living horse doctor."

The old man coughed violently, blood spilled, half red and half black.

"Grandpa..."

Han Li's pretty face changed, and he turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said, "Are you really able to exorcise that domineering force?"

"No matter how long-winded you are, Daluo Zhenxian will not be able to return to the sky."

Ling Xian glanced at Han Li indifferently, the Prehistoric Heavenly Art was in operation, and nine ancient characters appeared.

The golden light shone, the dao marks were all over the sky, and the magical power poured into the body of the white-haired old man, entangled with that power.

"This is... the power of heaven!"

The old man trembled and was ecstatic.

He knew that the power in his body originated from heavenly power, and he also knew that only heavenly power could expel it.

Therefore, when it was determined that the nine ancient characters were the power of heaven, the old man naturally fell into ecstasy.

"To shut up."

Ling Xianjian frowned, making the old man stunned, but he obediently shut up and did not dare to say any more.

Han Li did not dare to speak, for fear of disturbing Ling Xian.

"Very domineering genius."

Feeling the strength of that power, Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, knowing that this method is not bad, and the person who uses it is also extremely powerful.

Fortunately, this is just a force, and it is not difficult to expel it. If it is all, he will not be able to expel it.

At the moment, Ling Xian was running the Great Desolation Heavenly Art with all his strength, and as the golden light shone, he suppressed that power.

After half an hour, this power completely disappeared, making the old man overjoyed.

Although he is still weak, without this strength, he will slowly improve and return to his heyday.

This can be said to be an escape from death, which naturally makes him ecstatic.

The same is true of Han Li.

She gave Ling Xian a deep bow and said from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you, Young Master."

"You're welcome, I saved him just for the bigger picture."

Ling Xian waved his hand, the old man is a late stage cultivator in the Transcendent Realm. In the situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, this person is very important and should not be lost.

"Dare to ask the young master, do you possess heavenly power?" Han Li hesitated for a moment.

"That's right, the power in your uncle's body originates from heaven, and only heaven can expel it." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Sure enough."

Han Li looked envious, as did the old man.

Tian Gong is a supreme treasure, rare in the world, not even in the Han family that has been passed down for ten thousand years.

"Although that power has been removed, you are still seriously injured."

Ling Xian pondered for a while and said, "It's okay, help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and help you again."

After he finished speaking, his mind moved, and a golden treasured pill appeared, overflowing with fragrance and refreshing.

Afterwards, the golden elixir split into two halves, one half entered the body of the white-haired old man, and the other half turned into essence and sprinkled on everyone.

Immediately, the complexion of everyone present turned a bit ruddy, and their breath was no longer so weak.

Especially the white-haired old man is more radiant and radiant.

It can be seen from this that the healing power of this golden pill is very good, and it is definitely a treasure pill that is invaluable.

"I don't say thank you for your kindness. If the young master has an order, you can speak at any time. I have nothing to say."

The old man bowed deeply towards Ling Xian, thanking him from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone present also stood up and saluted to show their gratitude.

With Ling Xian's Healing Pill, their injuries have improved a little, and they will be back to normal in a short time.

"No need to be polite, your injury has healed for the most part, and the rest will depend on time to recuperate."

Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand, he saved this person for the overall situation, not for return.

After that, he suppressed his smile and said, "What are your plans?"

"Intend?"

The old man shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "What's the plan? We all want to kill the extraterritorial demons, but the gap is too big, there may not be at all."

Hearing this, Ling Xian fell silent.

The gap is indeed too big, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the difference between clouds and mud. Even with him, there is no hope.

"The extraterritorial demons have blocked this mountain range. Apart from hiding in the formation, they can only fight to the end."

Han Li sighed and said, "It's impossible to leave safely."

"We're not leaving! Even if I die, I'll pull an extraterrestrial demon on the back!"

"Yes, we want to avenge those who died!"

"Rather than living in the world, it's better to fight with vigour and kill!"

Everyone opened their mouths one after another, unwilling to live.

"Everyone, I understand your feelings, but the gap is too big. If you fight recklessly, you will only lose your life in vain."

Ling Xian spoke in a deep voice, turned his eyes to Han Li, and said, "I decided to take the form of guerrilla attack to consume the power of the extraterrestrial demons, what do you think?"

"How to fight?" Han Li frowned slightly.

"I set a trap, you go to attract extraterrestrial demons, remember, you can't attract extraterritorial demons beyond the middle stage of the eighth realm." Ling Xian said solemnly.

"Okay, I'm responsible for attracting extraterrestrial demons, and Grandpa is responsible for beheading them."

Han Li nodded solemnly, thinking that Ling Xian meant to let the old man take action.

Because in her eyes, Ling Xian is not strong.

"Is he in charge... that's fine."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Recover your injury first, and take action after your injury is healed."

After speaking, he jumped up the canopy and closed his eyes.

"If only that mysterious powerhouse would make a move..."

Han Li murmured, no more words, and waited quietly.

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