Chapter 2309 Get It

In mid-air, Ling Xian was in full swing, without reservation.

That kind of power is like a god king waking up, trembling for nine days, shaking all worlds.

This changed the complexion of the old man in Tsing Yi, and the old man in white was also moved.

They didn't expect that Ling Xian, who was only at the beginning of the Holy Realm, would have such terrifying strength.

"Wu Shuang Tianjiao..." The old man in Tsing Yi stared at Ling Xian closely, not with contempt, but with fear.

"What a powerful aura, even my holy son of the Ming clan is still a bit inferior." The old man in white was shocked. He didn't expect Ling Xian, who was not astonishing in appearance, to be the unparalleled genius.

"Let's fight, I'm going to settle this strange stone." Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and he raised his imperial fist to suppress the heavens.

boom!

The sky cracked, the void shattered, and the invincible fist shook the mountains and rivers, fighting against the unrivaled phantom.

The black energy surged violently, the power of the demon was overwhelming, and Gai Dai's shadow was ridiculously powerful, showing the power of destroying the world with every gesture.

"So what about Wushuang Tianjiao? I'm not a soft persimmon either!" The old man in Tsing Yi shouted angrily, sweeping across the world like a god of war descending from the earth, his power was outrageous.

He was born in the Ming clan, although his blood was already very weak, but after all, he was a descendant of the invincible ancestor, and he had reached several extremes.

In the case of being two small realms higher than Ling Xian, even if Ling Xian is the Peerless Heavenly Talent, he still cannot kill this person.

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This is undoubtedly a shame for the old man in Tsing Yi.

He was two small realms higher than Ling Xian, but he couldn't gain the upper hand. If it was a battle of the same level, he would have lost it long ago.

"Damn it!" The old man in Tsing Yi was furious, and the taboo method appeared again, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, shaking the world.

This made Ling Xian's expression condense, and he felt that he was worthy of the Ming clan with the saint clan in charge, and the taboo method was really powerful.

However, he is not afraid.

Although there were only two true immortals who taught him the forbidden method, one was the Great Emperor who suppressed all races and amazed ancient and modern times, and the other was the Immortal Thief who was famous throughout the ages and was comparable to an immortal king.

The forbidden method of these two people is not inferior to any kind of magic method in the ages!

At that moment, Ling Xian's left hand concentrated the repulsive power, and his right hand contained the emperor's power, breaking the Ming clan's taboo in one fell swoop.

This shocked the old man in white, knowing that the old man in green would never be able to suppress Ling Xian in a short time.

At that moment, he pointed out that wind and thunder emerged, shattering the void.

However, he was blocked by the skinny old man.

He smiled lightly and said, "I'm not a display, you want to kill him, it's just a dream."

"Then get rid of you first!" The white-clothed old man's eyes flashed fiercely, and his strike was unparalleled, intending to kill the skinny old man.

Unfortunately, he couldn't.

The skinny old man's foundation was much stronger than his, but with only twenty strokes, he fell into a disadvantage.

"Go to hell!" The old man in Tsing Yi ran violently, trying his best to shake the world.

It has to be said that he is very powerful, and Ling Xian is not an opponent when he is below two small realms.

However, within three hundred moves, he will not lose.

During this period of time, it was enough for the skinny old man to suppress the white-clothed old man.

"You guys can't win, why bother to fight?" Ling Xian said lightly, defusing the attacks of the old man in Tsing Yi one by one.

Such a calm appearance made the old man in Tsing Yi feel even more ashamed.

At that moment, he raised his hand to form a seal, and his aura soared, earth-shattering.

In just three breaths, his momentum soared twenty times.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's expression remained calm as usual.

He drew the power of Xia into his body, and at the same time urged the Dou Zhan Xiangu to kill the old man in Tsing Yi.

The reason why Zan Sansheng was not used was because it was unnecessary.

It won't be long before the skinny old man will be able to suppress the white-clothed old man. At that time, he will naturally be able to deal with the green-clothed old man.

"Kill!" The old man in Tsing Yi went mad, his moves were vicious, and he spared no effort.

It's a pity that there is nothing Ling Xian can do.

He was relaxed and freehand, calm and composed, defusing the violent attack of the old man in Tsing Yi.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, the old man in white coughed up blood and took seven steps back.

Although he is a descendant of a holy ancestor with extraordinary foundation, but compared to the skinny old man, he is somewhat inferior.

Therefore, he was firmly suppressed by the skinny old man, and he had no ability to fight back.

In the end, he didn't even have the strength to fight back, and was suppressed by the skinny old man.

"Damn it!" The old man in white was about to explode, but there was nothing he could do.

The same is true for the old man in Tsing Yi.

Although he has the upper hand, with three hundred moves, it is impossible to suppress Ling Xian, let alone behead him.

This is when Ling Xian is two small realms lower than him. If he is at the same level, he can easily suppress the old man in Tsing Yi.

"It's almost time, it's time to end."

The skinny old man had a cold light in his eyes, and pierced through the shoulder of the old man in white with the sword intent of splitting the sky.

Blood flowers bloomed, staining the white clothes red, and the old man fell powerlessly, losing the power to fight again.

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, knowing that the overall situation has been settled, unless a strong Ming family arrives, otherwise, the defeat cannot be reversed.

"I didn't expect that the two of us would be defeated by you." The old man in Tsing Yi took a deep look at Ling Xian, complicated and difficult to describe.

"I didn't lose to me, but to him." Ling Xian smiled lightly, dissipated his divine light, and restrained his momentum.

Such an ordinary appearance, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the old man in Tsing Yi would never believe that Ling Xian would be the young supreme who swept away his peers!

"No, we lost to you."

"If you hadn't broken the killing formation and banner, if you hadn't held me back, he would have died." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly.

The old man in white also smiled wryly.

Ling Xian didn't seem to have done much, but in fact, he was the key to this battle. Without him, the skinny old man couldn't have left alive.

"It doesn't matter who you lose to, what matters is that you lost." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and took the bloody strange stone into his palm.

The old man in Tsing Yi didn't stop him, and the old man in white had no strength to fight anymore. He could only stop him in one way, and he was severely injured by the skinny old man.

"I want to know what is contained in this stone, which can make you not hesitate to take risks." The old man in Tsing Yi took a deep look at Ling Xian.

"I can't tell you that."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. The stone contained the true blood of the ancestor of the blood clan. If it was passed on, those who were close to the Tao would go crazy. How could he tell the old man in Tsing Yi?

"Then dare to tell me your identity?"

The old man in Tsing Yi stared at Ling Xian closely, and said: "Adding the eight extreme realms and breaking the five realms to perfection, he must not be an unknown person."

"I can't tell you that either."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, turned his gaze to the skinny old man, and said, "Let's go."

"Okay." The skinny old man nodded slightly, feeling somewhat regretful.

His trip was for the treasures left by the Master of Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting. Unfortunately, after three days of searching, he still couldn't find it. Naturally, he felt a bit regretful.

At this moment, a slave pointed at the mine and exclaimed, "What is this?"

Hearing this, everyone present was startled, and then turned their eyes to the mine.

I saw two strange creatures emerged there, lingering in death, fierce and mighty.

It is the ghost beast that ranks seventh among the top ten horrors in the tomb.

This object can only appear in the tomb, that is to say, a large tomb has appeared.

"What a terrifying aura, what kind of monster is this?"

"The imposing manner alone makes my heart jump, it's too scary."

"Why is there such a terrible monster in the Kistler Mine?"

Everyone exclaimed, feeling terrified. (To be continued.)