Chapter 2014 The 8th Immortal

On the Death Star, Ling Xian smiled faintly, quite happy.

Not only because he achieved a brilliant victory without any effort, but also because he kept a hand and did not completely collapse the great formation.

In other words, he can use this to gather death energy and refine it into treasures.

Of course, it is impossible to be like a black ball of light, with unlimited potential and invincibility at the same level.

But what is certain is that once it is refined, it can definitely threaten the ninth realm powerhouse!

"Time is running out, hurry up."

Ling Xian pulled away his smile, raised his hand to reveal the pattern, and triggered the broken formation.

Immediately, this formation exerted its residual power. Although it was weak, it also gathered some dead energy.

After that, the death energy condensed into a ball of light, and after a few breaths, it was completely formed.

One is that there is not much death, and the other is that Lingxian Formation Dao attains enlightenment.

If it was someone else, even if he kept his hand, it would be impossible for the residual formation to exert its remaining power, let alone refining the death energy into a treasure in a few breaths.

"strong power…"

Looking at the pitch-black ball of light, Ling Xianxing narrowed her eyes, feeling a little nervous.

At the same time, also quite satisfied.

Although this treasure has only one percent of the power of a real ball of light, and can only be used once, it is also quite powerful. If used properly, it can definitely threaten the ninth realm powerhouse.

"This trip is not in vain."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He came here for the inheritance of the Master of the Item Spirit. Although he didn't get it, it was enough to weaken the strength of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

What's more, he got another big weapon that could threaten the ninth realm powerhouse, which naturally satisfied him.

Immediately, Ling Xian took the light ball into his bag, and then the divine wings broke through the air and left at an extreme speed.

Soon, he left the Death Star and was completely safe.

After that, Ling Xian took out the star boat and flew towards the bright moon.

This trip can be said to be a rewarding experience. If nothing else, just embarking on the road of inexhaustibility is an amazing harvest.

Even if it is an invincible ancestor and an immortal immortal, there may not be such a chance.

Therefore, Ling Xian was very satisfied and planned to go back to Chaos Academy to cultivate.

At this moment, the voice of Lianqiong suddenly sounded, which made him startled slightly, and then the star eyes lit up.

Just because the eighth true immortal woke up.

The immortals in the picture of the Nine Immortals are fiercer than the other, and they are all immortal and immortal.

As early as a few years ago, Ling Xian had been looking forward to the awakening of the eighth immortal. Now that he finally woke up, he was naturally looking forward to it.

At that moment, his mind moved and he entered the Nine Immortals Map.

After that, Ling Xian froze in place.

Just because the Nine Immortals, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, has undergone earth-shaking changes. Originally, it was a beautiful landscape and pleasant scenery, but now it is a thousand miles of red and desolate.

If it is not certain that there will be no accident in the Nine Immortals, Ling Xian will think that the immortal fairy king shot and crippled this small world.

"Where's the Soul Cultivation Mountain? How many immortals?"

Ling Xian frowned. He couldn't see the majestic Yangshun Mountain, nor the few immortals floating in the dust. What he saw was a barren land.

"Nine Immortals can't have an accident. If you think about it, it should be an illusion."

"Master once said that the eighth true immortal will test me, is this the test?"

Ling Xianxing narrowed his eyes, knowing that this was probably the test given to him by the eighth immortal, but he couldn't guess what the test was.

"Don't guess, just wait patiently."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, then closed her eyes and waited patiently.

This wait is three years.

The picture of the Nine Immortals is still a thousand miles of red and desolate. Not to mention the test, I haven't even seen a single figure.

"Could it be a test of my patience?" Ling Xian frowned slightly, showing a hint of impatience.

He is not short of patience. If there is nothing wrong, he can wait for three hundred years, but at this moment, the universe is facing a huge threat. How can he waste time here?

"Forget it, wait a minute."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, immersed herself in her mind, and focused on her cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed, and the Nine Immortals Diagram has not changed, making Ling Xian even more anxious.

The Five Elements Sealing Magic Formation can last for forty years at most, how many six years does he have to waste?

"What exactly does the eighth immortal want to test, is it really patience?"

Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. For a cultivator, patience is very important. If there is no threat from the foreign saint, he doesn't mind waiting to the end.

However, the birth of the foreign ancestor is imminent, how can he waste time?

Immediately, Ling Xian stood up and cupped his hands towards the void: "I'm sorry, Immortal, I can't wait any longer."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he wanted to leave the Nine Immortals.

As a result, he stayed where he was and couldn't leave.

"What does the immortal mean? It won't be long before the foreign ancestors will be born."

"In this era of inability to become enlightened, the Holy Ancestor means invincible, and one person can sweep the entire universe!"

"Therefore, I can't waste my time and ask the immortal to let me go."

Ling Xian frowned, wondering what medicine the eighth True Immortal Gourd was selling.

"You also said that this is an era where you cannot become enlightened. Even if you are given four hundred years, four thousand years, you will not be able to stop the foreign ancestors."

The words of indifference sounded, illusory, and it was difficult to find its origin.

"Have to try."

Ling Xian's eyes were firm, he knew how difficult it was to kill the ancestors, and even if he became a god, he might not be able to do it.

However, you can't sit still.

"The belief is firm, but unfortunately, nothing can be changed."

"Stay here honestly, and in three hundred years, I'll let you go."

The words of indifference came, and then there was no sound, no matter how Ling Xian called, it did not appear again.

"Three hundred years..."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, the birth of the Holy Ancestor is imminent, he can't wait for thirty years, let alone three hundred years?

At the moment, he tried various methods to break through the invisible power of imprisonment and leave the Nine Immortals Map.

The result, without exception, failed.

The power of confinement is too strong, even if Ling Xian uses all his means, he can't shake it.

"Can't I just watch the universe collapse?" Ling Xian clenched his hands into fists and was angry.

He didn't know what the Eighth Immortal wanted to do, but he knew that if he were to be imprisoned for three hundred years, the universe would definitely be destroyed!

Therefore, Ling Xian became furious.

But, no matter what he said, the Eighth Immortal never showed up.

Gradually, Ling Xian felt helpless, knowing that he had no choice but to wait.

"That's it, that's it."

Ling Xian let out a long sigh, then calmed down and focused on cultivation.

Although three hundred years later, the universe will definitely be destroyed, and cultivation is meaningless, but he does not want to give up.

Therefore, Ling Xian cultivated quietly and did not ask about world affairs.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in a blink of an eye, a hundred years of time hurried away.

Ling Xian's heart was quiet, not impatient, not worried, just calm.

After another hundred years, his heart became more and more calm, and his whole body was like a clay sculpture, motionless.

The strange thing is that after two hundred years of cultivation, Ling Xian's cultivation has not improved at all, and he still stays at the peak of the mid-transcendent realm, which is still a step away from the later stage.

In this way, another hundred years have passed, and the Nine Immortals Map has finally changed, from a thousand miles of red to a beautiful landscape.

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The past two days have been troubled by all kinds of things, and I only sleep for two or three hours every day. Please forgive me.

It will not be broken. For two years, there has been no break in one day, but the time may be late, and I will try to adjust it as much as possible.