Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1827 Surrounded

At the end of the Crystal Palace, the mummy smiled and relaxed. 81≧>Fiction ≥net ≦<﹤﹤<﹤﹤﹤≦<

Although enlightenment is a very remote thing, after all, there is hope and hope.

Ling Xian also smiled.

For anyone, the blood essence of the Supreme Emperor's body is a treasure, especially for him.

When someone else refines a drop of true blood, it is possible to transform into a quarter of the Supreme Emperor's body, but he refines it, but can give birth to the Supreme Immortal Bone!

The reason why the nine holy bodies are at the same level is the unique immortal bone that is unparalleled in the world. It can be said that this is the strongest means of the holy body!

Therefore, Ling Xian was quite happy and looking forward to it.

"Three drops of the blood of the source may turn you into a half of the supreme emperor, but I think you shouldn't need it."

The mummified corpse gave Ling Xian a deep look and said, "If you can come here, it proves that you have broken my bloodline prison and have a bloodline that is stronger than the supreme emperor's body."

"It turns out that the light prison was set up by you."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. With the ancient blood of Tianzun, he does not need any kind of physique, as long as he is born with immortal bones.

"The reason why the light prison is set up is because I don't want to hurt people."

"Not everyone can resist evil thoughts and persist until I wake up."

The mummy sighed softly, showing a bit of remorse.

"Don't think about the past."

Ling Xian comforted and said, "I will do my best to help you free yourself."

"I'm looking forward to that day." Mummy smiled lightly.

"I'm also looking forward to it. I'm afraid that in this life, I will miss the Tao." Ling Xian sighed.

Enlightenment is too difficult, not to mention in this age where enlightenment is impossible, even if it is more than 30,000 years old, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

"Just do your best." The mummy said softly.

"My heart is on the road, I have never wavered, and I will do my best."

Ling Xian smiled lightly,

Put two drops of silver-white true blood into the storage bag, and then purify the remaining drop of true blood with the method taught to him by the Demon Venerable.

After a while, it was no longer blood, but the purest power.

Immediately, Ling Xian swallowed it in his stomach and refined it with the ancient blood of Tianzun.

This process is not difficult, although it was resisted, but it was suppressed by the ancient blood of Tianzun in just an instant.

Although the blood of the Supreme Emperor's body is peerless, in any case, it cannot be compared with the ancient blood of Tianzun.

Therefore, it only took half an hour for Ling Xian to refine the blood of the supreme imperial body.

After that, he felt a heat in his breastbone, as if something was growing.

This feeling is exactly the same as when he refines the true blood of the day.

"Sure enough, it's just that I don't know what year and month can I really nurture the immortal bone."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, knowing that there was no urgency in this matter, so she could only grind tofu with water and let it take its course.

"What a peerless evildoer, after refining my true blood, there are signs of giving birth to the supreme immortal bone."

The mummy's eyes were shaking, he was an invincible god, and he was used to seeing it unbelievable, but in the face of this matter, he still felt unbelievable.

It's too shocking, just refining a drop of the blood of the Supreme Emperor's body, there is a sign of the birth of the immortal bone, who will be shocked!

"It's just that there are signs, but it may not be possible to actually breed."

Ling Xian waved his hand with a smile, with a look of anticipation flashing in his star eyes.

In addition to the Supreme Immortal Bone, there are already two Immortal Bone in his body, and once he is born, his combat power will definitely skyrocket!

"Unbelievable, you are more enchanting than me."

The mummy sighed with emotion, and the light in his eyes suddenly changed, half being gentle, half tyrannical.

This made Ling Xian frown, knowing that evil thoughts were at work.

"Come on, I can't hold him down for long!" The mummy changed color.

"Senior take care, when I become enlightened, you will be liberated."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the mummified corpse, then took a big step, turned around and left.

Evil thoughts are terrifying, he has already experienced it, if there is no remnant soul, he has lost himself at this moment and fell into the devil's way.

Therefore, Ling Xian did not hesitate and left the Crystal Palace quickly.

After that, he jumped out of the Supreme Sea and planned to return to the Great Zhou Palace.

This trip can be said to be fruitful. Next, it is time to start building the star boat and leave the Supreme 6.

But when Ling Xian jumped out of the sea, he found himself surrounded by countless officers and soldiers.

It was the Great Wei General who he had taught.

Beside him, stood an old man in gray clothes, who looked like he was about to die, but in fact he was like an ancient beast with blood and energy.

That kind of power is obviously a late stage powerhouse of the Eighth Realm.

"Finally waiting for you."

As soon as he saw Ling Xian, the heroic man suddenly sneered.

"It seems that the lesson I taught you last time wasn't enough."

Ling Xian frowned slightly, glanced at the imprisoned woman in yellow and the others, her eyes turned cold.

"The grievances between you and me, why bother with other people?"

"The one with you is my enemy." The Yingwu man looked gloomy and made no secret of his killing intent.

"I only said once, let them go."

Ling Xian spoke indifferently, even in the face of thousands of troops, she was not moved at all.

"It's hard to protect yourself, and you still have the mind to take care of others?"

The heroic man sneered, turned his eyes to the old man beside him, and said, "Three offerings, he wounded me and despised the people of the Great Wei Dynasty."

"I know, then, leave it to me."

The gray-clothed old man glanced at Ling Xian lightly, and said, "You're too old, and you don't want to move your muscles and bones, so let's go."

"If you are a god, I will never resist, but unfortunately, you are not."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and it was only in the late eighth realm, so it was not a threat.

"Crazy enough."

The old man in gray smiled and said, "Think clearly, if I make a move, you will at least break a few bones."

"My bones are too hard for you to break."

Ling Xian glanced at the gray-clothed old man lightly, and said, "I'll say it one last time, let them go."

"I don't know what the sky is, you are not qualified to order me at this moment!"

The heroic man laughed, and most of the people present also showed sarcasm.

"Your support is nothing more than him."

Ling Xian glanced at the man, then turned to the old man in gray, and said, "In that case, I will kill him."

When the voice fell, he made a strong shot, accepting the situation in all directions, regretting nine days and ten places!

boom!

Infinite divine light bloomed, and the big hand that covered the sky was crushed. Ling Xian used ten percent of his strength to make everyone present change color.

Even the gray-clothed old man was moved by it.

At the moment, his expression became solemn, and when he raised his hand, he showed the magic, which was also earth-shattering, shaking ten directions.

boom!

The two powerhouses collided, and the aftermath shattered the void, causing everyone to churn and shake.

The old man in gray was also shocked.

Just because this blow ended in a draw, it meant that Ling Xian was on a par with him.

"This is the same level as you say? How can someone of the same level as you be the same as me?"

The gray-clothed old man gritted his teeth, wishing to slap the heroic man to death.

"He is really the early stage of the eighth realm..."

The Yingwu man was wronged, and he did not expect Ling Xian to be so strong, to be able to equalize with the late eighth realm powerhouses.

"I'll take care of you later!"

The gray-clothed old man glared at the man fiercely, and then his hands formed seals, and the thunder and lightning surged towards Ling Xian.

"With this level of magical power, don't take it out for shame."

He spoke lightly, Ling Xian threw his sleeves, and the thunder in the sky dissipated immediately.

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