Chapter 787 3-Color Exotic Flowers

In the open space, Bai Yuan was shattered by the mountain and river cauldron, turned into blood mist and dissipated, and vanished into ashes. Dagger·Qi·zhong·wen·wang·shou·fa

In an instant, the scene fell silent.

All eyes converged on Ling Xian, and without exception, they were all flickering with shock and fear.

They were all watching this battle. From the beginning of the battle to the present, Bai Yuan could be said to be powerless to fight back, and was easily suppressed by Ling Xian.

No matter how he attacked, he could not escape the suppression of Shanhe Ding. He was suppressed again and again. What does this mean?

It means that he has no power to fight back, but is he weak?

Looking at the world, looking at the same generation, no one dares to say that Bai Yuan is weak!

He is the top talent in the barren state, a peerless genius, and even if his strength is not to be regarded as contemptuous of his generation, he is definitely the strongest!

However, in front of Ling Xian, he has no power to fight back. What does this mean? It means that Ling Xian's strength has reached the peak, and he can afford the four words of Yuan Ying's invincibility!

If he and Bai Yuan fought for hundreds of tricks before beheading him, then he would be a line stronger than him at best, and it would not be called invincible.

However, he beat Bai Yuan to such an extent that he was powerless to fight back. This can only be done by a monster who has truly reached the pinnacle of Nascent Soul!

As a result, even if everyone present was extraordinary, they couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Who is this person? This kind of power is really powerful to the pinnacle of Nascent Soul."

"What a powerful person, it is estimated that he can be compared to the arrogance such as Leng Jieqing and Le Wuya."

"Yeah, this time the Tianjiao Competition has another strong enemy, and he is qualified to be the champion."

"Alas, originally I had no hope for the championship, but now that there is another him, there is no hope."

Everyone opened their mouths one after another, and their words were full of emotion.

"Nascent Soul is the ultimate, can afford the four words of invincibility at the same level."

The goddess of war sighed softly, feeling very emotional. Although she was once defeated by Ling Xian, she didn't think she was really defeated.

However, at this moment, she really felt the pressure, great pressure!

However, in just a few breaths, the goddess of war returned to normal, her beautiful eyes flashing with high fighting intent.

"Only in this way can I be the opponent of my goddess of war. When my mana is transformed successfully, I will start a showdown with you."

"Master is so strong!"

Huang Jiuge's eyes were full of brilliance, and in addition to worship, there was only obsession.

"It's over, this anger has also been vented."

Looking at the gradually dissipating blood mist, Ling Xian smiled faintly, then turned his eyes to the crowd, and said, "Everyone, why don't you continue to attack?"

"Attracted by Your Excellency's style, this kind of power is enough to match the most powerful people in the sequence such as Leng Jieqing and Le Wuya." A handsome man sighed softly.

"The strongest sequence?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly. He has now reached the pinnacle of Nascent Soul, and like the three realms, he can be called invincible in this realm.

Therefore, it is not wrong to say that he is the strongest sequence of the younger generation in the world.

"Okay, everyone, hurry up, lest more and more people come."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and then the smile gradually faded, with a dignified meaning.

Just because he felt a few extraordinarily powerful auras that spread from afar, completely different from those present. In other words, it is on a level with him.

That is to say, the comers are all real arrogance!

"Interesting, it seems that there will be another battle."

Ling Xian looked at the sky, and his star eyes flashed with anticipation. Immediately, he punched forward, trying to break the barrier of the core battlefield faster.

Seeing this, everyone also took action, and with Ling Xian's help, the speed was a little faster.

After just a few breaths, the core battlefield was completely blasted with a big hole.

"Haha, finally opened, let's go!"

A young man burst into laughter and rushed into it. However, it was stiff in an instant, and then the whole body spurted blood and flew out!

At the same time, a terrifying killing intent burst forth, like the birth of the unparalleled demon king, setting off a bloody storm!

This sudden change caused everyone's expressions to change.

Even as strong as Ling Xian, he frowned and did not dare to be careless.

"As expected of the core battlefield, even after endless years, the killing intent will not be extinguished, and the evil spirit will not diminish." Ling Xian sighed with emotion.

"Yeah, after all, the ones who died inside were all powerful men on the dominant side." The female god of war looked solemn and did not dare to be careless.

"Anyway, you must enter this place, let's go." Ling Xian said in a deep voice, her eyes gradually turning firm.

Even if the dead inside are all the strong men who dominate the side, they can't stop his determination to seize the heavenly power!

Then he took a big step and walked into the core battlefield. Immediately, his eyes became firm.

Seeing this, Huang Jiuge followed closely, like a little follower, never leaving in this life, never giving up in this life.

In an instant, the shocking killing intent struck, threatening to tear them apart!

"Open it for me!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly, the Nascent Soul villain flew out from the eyebrows, and the knots and seals flowed colorfully, forming a barrier of the soul, and the invisible killing intent!

"boom!"

The two powerhouses collided and spread out. Although they were invisible and intangible, they set off a storm of divine souls, which made everyone change their color!

"What a powerful soul, it has reached the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul!"

Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect that Ling Xian was not only powerful in magic power, but also cultivated his soul to the extreme!

"boom!"

The killing intent is shocking, and the spirit is disdainful. Ling Xian and the killing intent left behind by many strong men start an alternative duel!

Although it is intangible and intangible, it is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die!

Therefore, Ling Xian didn't dare to be careless, and fought his fate to turn into the Nascent Soul villain. In the colorful flow, a more powerful spiritual power broke out!

Suddenly, the shocking killing intent was blasted away by him, and the pressure dissipated.

"Huh, what a powerful killing intent."

Ling Xian breathed a long sigh of relief and said with emotion: "As expected of a powerful person, after countless years, killing intent can actually have such a terrifying power."

"However, the master is still better." Huang Jiuge smiled, but felt that following Ling Xian was particularly at ease, not afraid of all wind and rain.

"Okay, don't tout me, it's important to find something."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and turned her gaze forward, and then she was attracted by an incomparably huge tricolor flower.

The same goes for everyone present.

I saw that the flower had three petals, which were red, blue, and green, and each petal was huge, with a mysterious Taoism flowing. It seems that there is the avenue of heaven and earth, the universe is the truth, as if looking at it, you can lift the sky.

Of course, this is just an illusion, and the flower is not real, just a phantom.

However, the peculiarity of this flower instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Especially after a stalwart figure emerged from the heart, it firmly attracted everyone's attention, making it difficult to move away.

Even Ling Xian was firmly attracted.

That figure was tall and majestic, with his back to the crowd, as if he was standing above the nine heavens, with the mountains up and down, unfathomable.

After that, the man spoke up.

"Time flies, vicissitudes of life, seven thousand years with a flick of a finger, did someone finally come in..."