Chapter 2671 Saint King Attacks

?The cave is dark and the candles are dimly lit.

Ling Xian sat cross-legged, calmed down, refining Hongjun's true blood.

He has already suppressed the Son of God, and looking at the universe, he can no longer find an opponent. Even if the ancestors and gods come out together, they are not qualified to fight him.

The only person who can suppress him is the most powerful holy king, who is supreme.

When Ling Xian becomes the Immortal King, his opponent will only be the Dao of Heaven, which rules all living beings.

boom!

The true blood is violent, fierce and invincible, like a peerless heavenly sword, trying to break Lingxian's meridians and internal organs.

However, Ling Xian couldn't be shaken.

He is the strongest in the Eternal Immortal Realm, Hongjun Tianzun's true blood can't make a big storm, even if he doesn't use Pangu's true blood, he can still suppress it.

"What the Son of Heaven said is true, refining Hongjun's blood can indeed become an immortal king."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. With his current strength, refining Hongjun's true blood was as easy as flipping the palm of his hand. In just half an hour, he merged Hongjun's blood into Pangu's blood.

Immediately, mysterious mighty power emerged, the five internal organs roared, and the hundred pulses vibrated.

The mana soared accordingly, like a raging wave, shaking the sky with anger.

Immortal kings are the most powerful beings in the world. Throughout history, there are no more than ten people, and there are countless arrogance and geniuses throughout the ages.

One can imagine how difficult it is to become a king.

Even if he refines the true blood of Hongjun Tianzun, Ling Xian is only qualified to become a king, and whether he can reach the Immortal King Realm depends on himself.

At the moment, Ling Xian calmed down and attacked the shackles of the king realm with the incomparable power that swept away the true immortal ancestor.

If he succeeds, he will be invincible in both worlds, and only the supreme way of heaven can beat him.

This is not an exaggeration at all, Ling Xian is invincible in the fairyland, and he is also invincible in the fairyland! Looking at the two worlds of the ages, I am afraid that there are only two great heavenly lords who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

boom!

God illuminates the world, Xianwei shakes the sky lock, Ling Xian is invincible in the world, even the king's shackles, it is difficult to stop his sharpness.

The shackles were broken, the earth was shaken, and many visions illuminated the world, dazzling and mysterious.

In the divine light that filled the sky, Ling Xian sat cross-legged, surrounded by the aura of chaos, filled with the might of an immortal king.

If there is an immortal king here, he will definitely sigh, people are more angry than people.

It takes a lot of effort for any Immortal King to break through the lock and enter the Immortal King Realm.

Even the Aotian Immortal King, one of the Five Heavenly Emperors, set foot in the Immortal King Realm with a seriously injured body.

However, Ling Xian easily broke through half of the lock without any injuries, it was really ridiculously strong.

"I have to thank the son of God, if I don't have Hongjun's true blood, it will take at least fifty years for me to reach the Immortal King Realm."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, half of the fairy king's shackles have been broken, at most half an hour, he can become the fairy king and sweep the two worlds.

At the moment, the extreme sharpness opened the sky, and violently attacked the shackles of the king's realm.

However, at this moment, Dao Mausoleum trembled, repairing 60% of the fairy world, and collapsed.

The power of the strongest swept across the world, and the bright light illuminated the nine heavens. A man with unparalleled elegance stepped forward, hunting in blood and dancing wildly in red.

It is famous in both worlds through the ages,

The blood saint king who killed the last fairy king.

He clasped his hands behind his back, strange and terrifying, extremely strong and invincible, trembling for nine days and ten earths.

The blood clan is an immortal legend. Looking at the history of the sanctuary, the blood clan is regarded as the second, and no one dares to recognize the first.

In the most glorious era of the blood clan, the saint clan bowed down and the gods surrendered. If the sanctuary did not take action, the blood clan would dominate the sanctuary.

This race is too heaven-defying. Ordinary children are comparable to the nine holy bodies, and their direct bloodlines are even comparable to the five most powerful races.

If it weren't for the small population and not wanting to be the puppet of the heaven, the universe would have been shattered hundreds of thousands of years ago.

"It seems that I appeared in time."

Looking at Ling Xian who was about to become king, the blood saint king smiled and said: "If you come a little later, maybe you won't be able to suppress you."

"My luck is as bad as ever." Ling Xian sighed softly. What he was most worried about was the birth of a blood saint king before he became an immortal king.

Whichever realm he is in, he is invincible in that realm. If he becomes the Immortal King, it will be easy to suppress the blood saint king.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

It will take half an hour for Ling Xian to set foot in the Immortal King Realm. During this time, it is enough time for the blood saint king to kill him 10,000 times.

"It's not bad, it's extremely bad."

The blood saint king looked down at Ling Xian and said with a faint smile: "My luck is very good. I took your body and just landed in the Immortal King Realm without any loss."

"Indeed, you showed up just in time."

Ling Xian sighed, it was a sure thing for him to become the Immortal King, the Blood Race Holy King occupied his physical body one moment, and the next moment he was the strongest, the opportunity to surpass the Heavenly Venerable was too much for nothing.

"Are you going to catch me without a fight, or let me send you on your way?" The blood saint king's smile gradually faded, thinking of the pain sixty years ago, he wanted to tear Ling Xian into pieces.

"I don't even want to choose."

Ling Xian looked calm, and said: "I am not your opponent in a life-and-death battle, but your goal is to win the soul. In the battle of souls, I may not lose."

"The gap between the immortal soul and the holy king's soul is like that of an immortal. Besides, I have also embarked on the road of immortal soul."

The blood saint king sneered, he knew that Ling Xian had embarked on the road of immortal soul, and was only one step away from the end, but this was not enough to close the gap with him.

After all, one is the soul of an immortal, and the other is the soul of a holy king. They are like the difference between clouds and mud, and they cannot be compared. "With my strength alone, I am indeed no match for you, but who told you that I am alone?"

Ling Xian looked as usual, and said: "A word of advice, don't make mistakes."

"The last fairy king can't scare me, what are you?" The blood saint king cast a sidelong glance at Ling Xian, and said, "You just want to delay time, but unfortunately, I won't fall for your tricks."

"If you think I'm delaying time, then just pretend I didn't say anything and do it." Ling Xian said calmly, calmly.

What he was most worried about was how could he be unprepared for the birth of the Holy King of the Blood Race before he became the Immortal King?

Although there are very few ways to stop the Holy King of the Blood Race, Ling Xian can still make him come back in defeat in the battle of souls.

"Bluffing." The blood saint king frowned slightly, not sure whether Ling Xian was delaying time or full of confidence.

However, he had no choice.

If he wanted to get rid of the heavenly way of the sanctuary and aspire to the highest peak in the ages, he could only seize Ling Xian's body, and this moment is the best chance.

Once Ling Xian becomes the Immortal King, he will lose his advantage, and he is lucky to be alive, it is impossible to take Ling Xian's body.

"Just try it and you'll know." Ling Xian was calm and composed, as if the opposite was not the most powerful and invincible blood saint king, but a layer of fragile window paper.

"I'll send you on your way right now." The blood saint king's soul came out of his body, his spiritual thoughts shattered for nine days, and the holy light illuminated all worlds.

If the body is broken, the soul will not be shattered, but if the soul dissipates, the body will die together, and the immortal medicine will not be able to save it.

Therefore, the blood saint king can only let the soul enter Ling Xian's sea of ​​consciousness first, and occupy Ling Xian's physical body at the moment of killing the soul.

But when his soul entered the Lingxian Consciousness Sea, what he saw were two souls.

One is Lingxian, and the other is the Immortal King Aotian, one of the Five Heavenly Emperors.

The two stood with their hands behind their backs, smiling at the corners of their mouths, and looked at the Holy King of the Blood Race with playful eyes.

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