Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 138 Escape

Below, Ling Xian gritted his teeth, desperately resisting the siege of the two masters of forming pills. "i dedication"

However, even though he was powerful and invincible during the Foundation Establishment period, he was unable to resist the power of the Core Formation, not to mention the fact that he was injured.

With the passage of time, he gradually revealed his defeat and was at a disadvantage.

At this moment, a divine light pierced the sky, like the light of chaos that opened up the sky and the earth, and immediately forced the two masters of Pill Formation to retreat.

At the same time, the elegant man and an old woman on the mountain also shot, and they each used powerful magical powers to kill the two old men.

boom!

Endless Shenhua rushed into the sky, and the terrifying aura circulated. The two old men did not expect that at this moment, there was actually a cultivator who would help Ling Xian. Therefore, they couldn't resist, and they were hit by two tyrannical supernatural powers, and a trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Um?"

Ling Xian looked puzzled, turned to look at the mountain peak, saw an immortal old man nodding at him with a smile, and seeing Yan Ningzhi beside the old man, he immediately understood the reason for the old man's shot.

With the corners of his mouth raised, he smiled gratefully at Yan Ningzhi and the old man, and nodded to the other two who took action, indicating that he had written down this kindness.

Then he suddenly turned around and looked at the large group of monks gathered in front of him again.

"It's life or death, just look at this time!"

Ling Xian knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that should not be missed. Therefore, he forced a breath of vitality and went completely crazy.

"Get out of here!"

He shouted loudly, shaking Gao Tian.

The unparalleled divine might came forth, Ling Xian held a fierce sword in his left hand and a halberd in his right hand, just like an unparalleled demon god, fierce and unstoppable!

brush!

The two divine weapons, Zhu Jue and the God of War, burst into splendor and swept away the many monks in front of them.

boom!

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, the ground in front of them suddenly cracked, and countless monks were blown away by this blow. "i more and more complete"

"quick,

Take this opportunity to go! "Ling Xian shouted loudly, and immediately took a big step to open the way in front of him, blasting away all the monks who were blocked along the way.

The monks behind seized this opportunity and followed Ling Xian firmly, for fear that they would fall behind accidentally.

"damn it!"

Seeing this, the black-clothed old man scolded secretly, intending to move to attack Ling Xian. However, he had just run the mana, his body trembled, and he spurted a mouthful of blood.

The same goes for the old man in blue.

Just now, the three powerhouses at the Core Formation Stage shot together, severely injuring the two of them, causing them to be weak at the moment and unable to stop Ling Xian's pace any longer.

He could only watch helplessly, watching Ling Xian kill a bloody path.

"kill!"

Ling Xian held a fierce sword in his left hand, showing a peerless edge. Every time he used the sword, a large splatter of blood splattered. Holding the halberd in his right hand, he swept across the four directions, and every time he swung it, the void shook endlessly.

For Zi Donglai's last wish, and for the lives of the people behind. Ling Xian risked his life and fought desperately. With every move and every move, countless cultivators fell.

Gradually, a road paved with blood clearly emerged, surrounded by countless corpses.

"The bloody road has opened, you all come with me!"

Ling Xian danced wildly with black hair, holding a halberd to guide the sky, slowly but firmly stepping forward.

Every step down, a bloody footprint will appear on the ground, like a blood-soaked Demon King, exuding a fierce killing intent.

"Damn, he is too powerful, this is simply an unparalleled devil!"

"Okay... what a terrible person, no way, I can't stand it, this person is too scary!"

"Incomparable, incomparable, we absolutely cannot be his opponent!"

The many cultivators who were blocking the front were frightened, looking at the terrifying figure that was approaching in front, and their eyes were full of deep fear.

Every time Ling Xian took a step forward, these people involuntarily took a step back. Everyone was so terrified that their legs were shaking.

Even some timid monks threw the swords in their hands and cried bitterly with their heads in their arms, and no longer dared to look at Ling Xian with their eyes.

It can be seen that these monks have been frightened by Ling Xian.

This is also normal, Ling Xian at this moment does have this kind of deterrent power.

Right now, Ling Xian's expression was icy cold, the white clothes were bathed in blood, and the black halberd slanted to guide the sky. Like a terrifying demon king, there is a kind of divine might in his gestures, and all the heroes are terrified.

"Humph!"

Ling Xian's indifferent eyes scanned the audience, looking at the many monks whose bodies were trembling, and slowly spit out a sentence full of killing intent.

"Whoever stops me will die."

The voice fell, and the king's divine might came out, and with the killing intent, he ruled the entire battlefield!

Immediately, the monks from the two major forces separated from each other and looked at Ling Xian with the same gaze that looked at the Heavenly Venerate. They were extremely terrified!

At this moment, there is only one thought in their minds, that is.

You must never be an enemy of Ling Xian!

Yes, there is only one thought, why kill everyone in the Ziyang Sect, and kill Lingxian, all of them are thrown into the sky!

Looking at the road that separates automatically ahead, Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, and then strode forward.

The group of surviving monks followed closely behind, and everyone's faces were full of joy. They know that this life can be saved.

"Damn it, a mob!"

Ning Wuji scolded secretly and wanted to fly down immediately to kill Ling Xian, but because of Zi Donglai's obstruction, he couldn't get out at all.

Li Jianyi is also the same, there is nothing he can do, he can only watch Ling Xian leave. In other words, everyone from the two major forces can only watch, and they have no ability to stop it!

The current situation is very clear, the destruction of the Ziyang sect is an irreversible result, but the inheritance of the Ziyang sect will not be extinct!

Because, Ling Xian, the King of Foundation Establishment, is there to escort him!

As long as he is there, no one can sever the inheritance of Ziyang Sect!

"Hahaha, Ling Xian, thank you!" Zi Donglai laughed wildly in the sky, his voice was full of relief, and at the same time, his offensive became more and more fierce, full of determination!

"Hey, Sect Master Zi, don't worry, I will do what I promised you." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that Zi Donglai would not be able to survive, which made him a little sad.

But right now is clearly not the time to be sentimental.

Ling Xian took a deep look at the figure fighting hard in the sky, then turned around without hesitation, and shouted: "Everyone, follow me!"

As soon as the words fell, he showed the might of the king again, and the halberd of the god of war shone brightly, sweeping away the storms of the Eight Wildernesses!

brush!

The invisible wave spread, blasting the monks on both sides of the road, and then hitting the void.

boom!

A golden portal emerged, representing the way of life and hope!

"Walk!"

A simple word came out of Ling Xian's mouth, calm and powerful, resounding in everyone's ears like thunder.

Immediately, the surviving cultivators of the Ziyang Sect looked overjoyed, moved their bodies in unison, stepped through the golden gate one after another, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

However, Ling Xian did not leave in a hurry, but instead stepped to the end of the team. Then, he slowly turned his body, and the terrifying king's divine might swept out, coercing the audience.

His mission has been completed, but he can't go yet. He wants to block the door, stop the pursuers of the two major forces, and collect the corpse for Zidong!

"Come on, let me Ling Xian do the last thing for Ziyang Sect."

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xian's expression gradually turned firm.

One husband is the one!

Block the heroes!

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