Painting of the Nine Immortals - Chapter 2852

“Fight, you die, you don’t have to say much.”

The word 铿锵 dropped, and the sacred king of the blood tribe was immensely light, turned into a strong sky, and pointed to the proud king of heaven.

He has no way to retreat. Instead of dying in Lingxian’s hands, he might as well fight a fight or have a vitality.

“Why, why?”

King Aotian sighed softly and said, “You know there is no hope, why don’t you retreat?”

“There is no way back and I don’t want to back.”

“Only by capturing his physical body, can I get rid of heaven and climb the highest peak of vancouver.”

The **** holy king looked indifferent, and said, “I’d rather die in your hands than at the mercy of heaven.”

“It’s better to fall than to be at the mercy of Heaven. Why were you willing to be a slave at the beginning?” Ling Xian’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. The reason why the Blood King could live to this day was because he betrayed the Blood and turned to Heaven.

Otherwise, the sacred king of the blood tribe died hundreds of thousands of years ago.

“The situation at the time, like this moment, I have no way back.”

The sacred king of the blood race glanced at Ling Xian coldly and said, “Gossip less, either you kill me, or I kill you.”

“The result of this battle can only be the former.” Ling Xianxing’s eyes were deep, and the soul of Ao Tianxian King had recovered to its peak, and it would not be a problem to hold the Blood King for half an hour.

And half an hour later, he is already the king of immortals. How can the holy king of the blood race have a way to live?

“I’ve only tried it. I knelt once and didn’t want to kneel a second time.”

Swallowing all realms and overwhelming the heavens, the sacred king of the blood race arrogantly shot, stirred up the situation, and overturned the world.

The proud King of Celestials then shot, and the divine thought evolved into the emperor’s seal, suppressing nine days and ten places, and destroying the galaxy.

boom!

The two Xeon souls are in a strong duel, and they are evenly divided.

Ling Xian didn’t make a shot. He stood quietly and admired the rare and amazing matchup.

The holy spear opens the sky, the Tao is extinct, and the holy king of the blood tribe is a soul, but it also has the power of the world and the invincible potential.

Ao Tianxian Wang is not inferior.

The Emperor Tianxi suppressed for nine days, and the invincible law swept across all realms, showing the world’s style.

One is the only sacred king of the blood race, who is invincible in the sanctuary, and the other is the head of the five-party heavenly emperor, which is respected as the strongest immortal king from ancient times to the present.

The two are on par with each other, and they are inextricably linked. If it were not just for the soul, Lingxian would have fallen.

The aftermath is so terrible that even the starry sky can’t bear it, let alone Lingxian’s knowledge of the sea.

“Except for the God of Heaven, there is no way to win them.”

“No, it has to be except me.”

Ling Xian smiled lightly. After half an hour, he would land on the land of the fairy king. By then, he would be the most powerful one who surpassed the proud king of heaven.

Looking at the world, only the supreme sanctuary of heaven can overcome him.

boom!

The emperor’s seal shook Tiange, the immortal spells and holy arts, and the two most powerful men fought fiercely, shaking the thirty-three heavens.

Such a grand occasion can be said to be rare.

“Unfortunately, it’s just the soul. If it’s a real showdown, I don’t know how wonderful it is.” Ling Xian sighed, both sorry and honored.

One is the strongest in the sanctuary, and the other is the leader of the universe. The confrontation between the two is enough to enter the annals of history. As the only witness, he is naturally honored.

Three hundred strokes, two thousand strokes, ten thousand strokes, neither of them could do anything. After half an hour, they were still indifferent.

At this time, Lingxian smashed the kingdom yoke with the most powerful force sweeping the true immortal ancestors.

boom!

The power of the immortal king swept across the heavens, and the extreme power trembled all realms, even the heaven and earth road, bowed their heads at this moment!

After three hundred years of spiritual practice, Lingxian finally set foot in the kingdom of immortals and became a true strong. Under heaven, he is invincible in both realms!

This is not an exaggeration at all, neither the sacred king of the blood race nor the proud king of the heavens, is his opponent, no matter in which state.

At this moment, Lingxian can already fight against the two world gods, but unfortunately, he is dead and cannot be resurrected.

“Give up, he has set foot in the fairy kingdom, and it will be meaningless to fight again.”

King Ao Tianxian raised his hands to turn the sky and swallowed all realms. He was as strong as the Holy King of the blood tribe and had to evade the front.

“It’s a blessing to fight with you before you die.”

“The only regret is that I didn’t get rid of heaven and faced the ancestors without face.”

“King Tianxian, my flesh, here you are.”

The sacred king of the blood race sighed that if Lingxian had not become the immortal king, he would fight to the last moment, but Lingxian had become the immortal king, and it would be meaningless to continue.

“Give me?” Ao Tianxian Wang was surprised, as was Ling Xian.

Twenty years ago, the soul of Ao Tian Xian Wang recovered to its peak, but it was harder to reshape the body of the fairy king than to reach the sky.

Even Ling Ling could do nothing.

“My failure is doomed. It is a comfort to let you live with my face.”

“Don’t worry about the imprint of the heavenly heaven. I’m dead, the imprint disappears with me, and it can’t limit you.”

The sacred king of the blood race converges to open the prestige of the sky, and does not want to fight with the proud king of heaven, nor does he want to confront Lingxian.

The result has been destined, under the circumstance that King Ao Tianxian devoted himself to him, he could not distinguish between victory and defeat for ten days and ten nights.

As for the battle with Lingxian, it is even more impossible to win.

Which of the proud heavenly kings, the great peace chaos, and the son of God is not invincible?

All three were defeated by Ling Xian. How could the sacred king win? Rather than admit insults, it is better to admit defeat, but also to save a trace of face.

“Okay, I respect you as a hero, and let it go by yourself.” King Aotian sighed, the infinite light dispersed, and the emperor’s seal disappeared.

The blood of the Holy King is covered with the blood of the cosmic creatures. If it were not for him, the universe would not have been defeated so badly 30,000 years ago.

Therefore, no matter what his pains, he should be damned.

“The last battle is about to begin. You ask for blessing. I don’t want to see you on Huangquan Road.”

The sacred king of the blood race glanced at the proud king of heaven, and then turned his eyes to Lingxian, with hate and expectations.

He wanted to see Lingxian and Aotianxian King on Huangquan Road, but he didn’t want heaven to dominate the two realms. It was not his compassionate heart, but the blood race to fight the heavens all his life.

Although he betrayed the blood race, he never forgot his identity and naturally hoped that the universe would win.

“You won’t see it, I promise.”

Ling Xian took a deep look at the Holy Blood King and said, “Go on the road, the world will abandon you, but they will remember the achievements of the Blood Race.”

“I love this sentence.”

The sacred king of the blood smiled and said, “Boy, I forgive you.”

“You also make me look at you with respect.” Ling Xian smiled lightly. At first, he thought the bloodline was cruel and inhuman, and thought that the bloodline holy king was unforgiving. At this moment, he felt that this person had merit.

At least, the Holy Blood King is proud of his surname, unlike the ancestors of the Gu family, who even abandoned his surname.

“Haha, I have spent my entire life, I never thought it would end up in your hands.”

“Just so, no resentment.”

The sacred king of the tribe laughed loudly, took the proud king of heaven away from Lingxian to know the sea, and then entered his own body.

Ling Xian didn’t stop him. He was already the king of the fairy, suppressing the sacred king of the blood tribe was easy.

Moreover, he believed that the words of the Holy Blood King came from the heart, and there was no falsehood at all.

It turns out that Ling Xian has a good vision.

The sacred king of the blood race broke his soul and died, and died on the spot.

King Ao Tianxian was reborn, the power of the Xeon regretted the sky, the worlds trembled, and the heavens collapsed.

He is an invincible immortal king. He wants to reshape the immortal body, which is harder than climbing the sky. Occupying the flesh of the sacred king is the best result.