Chapter 2539 Suicide

In mid-air, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back, like a heavenly emperor approaching the dust, swallowing three thousand worlds with his breath, and looking down at the nine heavens.

The fairy drum hangs behind him, and the divine bow hangs above his head. The unworldly power sweeps across the three worlds and eight wildernesses, and the blazing light shines on the nine heavens and ten earths.

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled gently, and said: "You are welcome, Daoist Ling. If there is a need, my Meng family is willing to help."

"I am also willing to give my best to the Taichu Sect." The gray-clothed old man stroked his beard and smiled. Ling Xian's general situation has been established, and he must form a good relationship, so that the Taichu Sect can survive.

"It's enough to have a fairy bow and a drum."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, the Immortal Bow and Divine Drum could block two incomplete immortal artifacts, and the remaining one could not bridge the gap between the three near-pathists and him.

This is the heaven-defying nature of the Ninth Extreme Realm, which can be called invincible in the world!

"Old man, do you really want to live forever with my Bai family?" The white-clothed old man's face was as deep as water, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Does the Bai family have the right to live forever with my Meng family?" The old man in Tsing Yi sneered, and even a fool could see that Ling Xian had the absolute upper hand, and the Bai family would soon be destroyed.

"You!" The white-clothed old man looked ugly and wanted to refute, but he had nothing to say.

The same is true for those who are close to the Mo family and those who are close to the Seven Sacred Pavilion.

Ask yourself, if they stand in the perspective of the old man in Tsing Yi, they will also help Ling Xian.

His general momentum has been achieved, and the fact that he will rule the world is a certainty. If he does not take the last opportunity to hand in the nomination certificate, there will be no chance again.

It's a pity that the Bai family, Mo family, Qisheng Pavilion and Ling Xian are immortal, and there is no room for change.

"The matter has come to this point, there is no way out, and the only way to resolve the crisis is to send him on the road." The eyes of the Mo family's close friends gleamed fiercely, breaking the sword and opening the sky, unrivaled.

boom!

Great Yin suppresses the world, engulfs the six realms, and those close to the Seven Sacred Pavilions try their best to wake up like the ancient evil, shaking forever!

However, Ling Xian couldn't be shaken.

He confronted the decisive sword with magical skills, and forged the great seal with the immortal drum. He showed his invincible demeanor with every gesture.

boom!

The red fairy ruler kills,

The unrivaled power shocked the nine heavens and the three realms, killing the immortals and slaughtering the gods, the strongest and invincible.

Ling Xian was not afraid at all, bowed the full moon, and smashed the sky with extreme power.

The old man in white coughed up blood, his muscles and bones were shattered, and his flesh was split open.

It's not that the Scarlet Immortal Ruler is not strong enough, but that he is too weak.

Although he is close to the way, but in front of Ling Xian, who has a flawless foundation, he is like window paper, vulnerable to a single blow!

"This battle should be over, let's go." Ling Xian's eyes glowed coldly, the immortal drum shook the sky, and the emperor's fist shook the world.

boom!

Immortal seal receded, god's ruler dimmed, and the three near-paths spurted blood wildly, crumbling.

Ling Xian is too powerful, with his flawless foundation, his combat power has reached the top in the world, even if the old man in Tsing Yi helps them, he is not his opponent.

boom!

Open the ax of the gods, and the strange patterns appear.

Ling Xian introduced the power of Xia into his body, the immortal bones shone through the world, his divine hand opened the sky, and struck out the strongest blow so far in cultivating Taoism.

The long river collapsed and the nine heavens and ten earths were shaken. Everyone present coughed up blood, even the God of Wealth was no exception.

It was really terrifying, like the first catastrophe from the heavens, the invincible fairy king shot with anger, with the ability to destroy the world.

The seven orifices of the three short-sighted men bled, and they fell powerlessly, losing their strength in the first battle.

This means that they were defeated. Even though they joined forces and used the incomplete immortal weapon, they still lost to Ling Xian, and they were completely defeated!

Everyone present gasped, all horrified and chilled all over.

Before, when the three short-cut practitioners used the incomplete fairy weapon, they thought that Ling Xian would die, but they didn't expect that Ling Xian still crushed the three short-path practitioners.

This is so unbelievable and terrifying, even those who are close to the Tao will feel their scalp numb and tremble all over.

"Old Ancestor!"

"No! This is not real, it must be an illusion!"

"It's over, it's all over."

The hearts of the Bai family, Mo family, and Qisheng Pavilion were ashamed and completely desperate.

There is no way not to despair, even those who are close to the road have been defeated, who else can compete with Ling Xian?

"hateful!"

The white-clothed old man raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, struggling to stand up, but he struggled even to move.

It made him bitter and humiliated.

The same is true for those who are close to the Mo family and those who are close to the Seven Sacred Pavilion, but there is nothing they can do.

The gap between them and Ling Xian is too big, like clouds and mud, they are not qualified to be compared at all!

At this moment, all three of them realized how ridiculous they were, and they all regretted it.

Especially those who are close to the Mo family, their intestines are full of regret.

Before, he thought that Ling Xian was just an insignificant ant, so he promised the old man in white to send Ling Xian on his way.

At this moment, the ants have become giant elephants, with the power to suppress an era, how can he not regret it?

Thinking of the imminent collapse of the Mo family, those close to the Mo family felt that they were sinners and had no face to face their ancestors.

At that moment, he smiled bitterly and begged: "I don't regret my death, I just ask you not to hurt the innocent."

"Regret?"

Ling Xian glanced lightly at the close Taoist of the Mo family, and said, "I advised you, but unfortunately, you didn't listen."

"I was wrong. I beg you, my lord, please let me go." The Mo family's close friends knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ling Xian.

This shocked the minds of all the people present. They did not expect that a close-knit person who swept across the world would kowtow to admit his mistake in spite of his face.

But after thinking about it, everyone was relieved.

Only by calming Ling Xian's anger can the Mo family continue. For the thousands of lives of the Mo family, the old man in black naturally can't care about face.

"The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner. I will not hurt the innocent."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, those close to the Mo family must die, but the rest of the Mo family are innocent, so it is impossible for him to kill.

"Thank you."

Those close to the Mo family felt relieved, he took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said: "It is not wrong to lose at the hands of the Great Emperor."

After finishing speaking, he cut off his own pulse and died on the spot.

This made the members of the Mo family grieve, wishing to tear Ling Xian into pieces, but no one dared to express their dissatisfaction.

Ling Xian is already an invincible emperor, who dares to act presumptuously in front of him?

"Ahem, my Bai family is willing to hand over all the treasures, I just ask you to let the innocent people of my Bai family go." The old man in white coughed up blood, his body was torn apart and almost collapsed.

"My Qisheng Pavilion is also willing to hand over all the treasures to you." The near-path of the Qisheng Pavilion smiled bitterly, no matter how unwilling it was, he had to give in.

Not to mention that he was about to die, even in his heyday, he couldn't stop Ling Xian's move. If he refused to give in, everyone in the Qisheng Pavilion would have to die.

"Kill yourself, I can let the past go."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, the old man in white and those close to the Qisheng Pavilion must die, and the rest of them don't care, and they can't afford to make big waves.

What's more, since the short-cut man is dead, those giants will definitely take the opportunity to annex the Baimo family and the Qisheng Pavilion.

"Thank you, it is an honor to die at the hands of the Great Emperor."

The old man in white smiled bitterly, turned his eyes to the head of the Bai family, and said, "After I die, I will dedicate all my treasures to the emperor, do you understand?"

"Understood." The head of the Bai family nodded with tears in his eyes, knowing that only by handing over all the treasures can the Bai family continue.

"It's good to understand." The old man in white sighed for a long time, extinguished his soul, and set foot on the underworld.

The same is true for the Lord of the Seven Sacred Pavilions.

The only way to extinguish Ling Xian's anger is to commit suicide, so that he will not blame the Bai family and Qisheng Pavilion.

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There is no third chapter.