Chapter 753

In the corridor, dense sword qi emerged, bringing the power of opening the sky to kill everyone.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others changed their expressions, and hurriedly resisted with luck.

However, Ling Xian was not surprised. He had long expected that the road would be full of dangers and it would be impossible to pass safely.

Therefore, he is just running the King Kong indestructible body, resisting those flying sword qi.

"Clang clang clang!"

With a sound of gold and iron symphony, brilliant sparks erupted, and then dissipated automatically.

Ling Xian looked calm, safe and sound, without the slightest harm.

On the other hand, looking at Han Qingxue and the others, under this wave of sword energy attacks, they were somewhat embarrassed, which filled their hearts with shock.

It's just because Ling Xian is like a normal person, as if the oncoming ones are not terrifying sword qi, but a light wind without lethality.

You must know that the power of each sword energy is very powerful, enough to instantly kill a powerhouse in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. However, so many sword qi slammed on Ling Xian, but did not cause any damage to him, how could several people not be shocked?

"Be alert, these sword qi are only the first wave, and I don't know how many attacks will be in the future."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, and his body radiated golden divine light, like a god of war in the lower realm, no matter how sharp the sword qi was, it would not hurt him at all.

Therefore, he resisted the sword qi and strode forward.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others could only grit their teeth and keep up, while defending against the sword qi that would come and go at any time, they carefully followed behind him.

And as they walked slowly, more and more sword energy emerged, as if endless, ramming a few people recklessly.

This made Han Qingxue and the others even more embarrassed, their clothes were torn, their faces paled, and their condition was very bad.

Only Ling Xian was so calm from the beginning to the end, without the slightest harm.

This is enough to prove that his strength is far superior to Han Qingxue and others.

"Speed ​​up, I have a hunch, this road, we seem to be on the right track."

The gold-pointing plate in Ling Xian's hand suddenly vibrated.

Let him look happy, and then dance with big sleeves, smashing the oncoming sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, his fleshly body glowed like an inextinguishable scorching sun, releasing monstrous blood!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Ling Xian slammed into a rampant, like an ancient beast, with the ability to push nine heavens and ten earths horizontally.

Seeing this, Han Qingxue and the others showed joy, followed closely behind Ling Xian, and galloped forward.

In this way, Ling Xian single-handedly opened the way and shared a lot of pressure for them. After a while, they finally reached the end of the road.

In an instant, the sword energy in the sky dissipated, but it was not the end of the crisis, but the sublimation!

"boom!"

The big waves of the Yangtze River suddenly emerged, swept from the front, and continued, if the sky collapsed, it would have the power to overturn the black and yellow!

This changed the expressions of Han Qingxue and others, and hurriedly used the body protection magical power to resist. However, it was instantly shattered, causing several people to cough up blood.

Ling Xian did not cough up blood, but his face was still somewhat pale.

There is no way, this water has the power of ten thousand, and it is continuous, stronger than once. Such a terrifying impact, even in his physical body, was somewhat unbearable.

Fortunately, in addition to his fleshly body, he also has a divine object that can be activated without mana.

Burn the evil spirit flame.

"Burn!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly, and the flames of the Fen Evil God burst out, covering the entire field in an instant, isolating the big waves of the Yangtze River, and evaporating little by little.

It is said that water overcomes fire, but if the temperature of the flame is higher than that of water, it can be evaporated. The temperature of Burning Evil God Flame is undoubtedly in this list.

Seeing that the big waves of the Yangtze River were blocked by Ling Xian, Han Qingxue and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

They know very well that it is very reluctant to resist this strange big wave with their own strength. If it continues, most will be crushed into slag.

This made them feel more and more shocked at the same time as they felt bitter. They didn't expect Ling Xian to be able to resolve even a crisis of this level.

"Give me a fire!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly and turned the Fen Evil Divine Flame to the extreme. In an instant, the divine fire surged, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and engulfed the waves of the Yangtze River on the opposite side.

"Phew... it's over."

Taking a long sigh of relief, Ling Xian pulled away the divine fire, and after that, the pair of star eyes became hot.

Not only him, but also Han Qingxue and others.

Just because, when the water spray dissipated, the furnishings in the stone room were exposed to everyone's eyes.

In the center of the stone room, there is an ice coffin, which exudes an extremely icy cold, as if it can freeze nine days and ten places.

And above the coffin, there are four fetishes suspended, all of them exuding blazing light, like a scorching sun illuminating the earth.

It is these four sacred objects that make everyone's eyes glow, and even their breathing is a little short.

They are all geniuses, and their knowledge is naturally extraordinary. Therefore, they can see the preciousness of these sacred objects at a glance.

"As expected of the supreme power, even the funeral objects are extraordinary."

Ling Xian sighed with emotion, suddenly caught a glimpse of the wall behind the coffin out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but look condensed.

I saw a huge hate word there, written in bright red blood. Even though they were far apart, he could still feel the strong bloody aura and the monstrous hatred!

And in this hatred, there is also a kind of despair!

This made Ling Xian's complexion change, and there was an inexplicable feeling of shivering.

At this time, Han Qingxue and others also saw the blood-red hate word. Immediately, their faces were pale, and they felt that they were enveloped by an air of despair, and even their bodies trembled a little.

"This... Fellow Daoist Ling, what's going on?"

Han Qingxue's face was pale, and it felt like falling into an ice cave, and the whole body was cold.

Xu Chuan and Fang Mu's performances were similar, they both looked extremely fearful.

Only Ling Xian could keep his composure.

However, he also felt that he was enveloped in the despair of hatred, his whole body became more and more depressed, and his body became more and more cold.

"What a weird word!"

Ling Xian shuddered and felt cold all over, as if he was being targeted by a devil. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Therefore, he burst out with blood, masculinity covered the audience, and somewhat dispelled the cold.

This made Han Qingxue and others feel a lot better, but there was still deep fear in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to look at that word.

"This word should be left by that peerless power."

Ling Xian frowned, he could feel the hatred and anger of that person before he died, and he could also feel that person's despair and sadness.

This made him very puzzled, what happened to make a supreme master hate the fire and feel despair?

Killed by enemies?

Obviously not. If someone killed him, he would have no chance to set up a cemetery for himself. Besides this, what else?

Ling Xian was full of doubts and was very puzzled.

And just as he frowned and thought about it, a guess suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that... this person died after failing to cross the border?

"Probably!"

Ling Xian's star eyes suddenly burst into expression, feeling that his guess is very close to the truth, or even the truth!

... (..)( Nine Immortals Figure )