Chapter 753： Xianwu Great Emperor

The Jinxian said, and his voice began to weaken. The three monks turned their heads and found that the Jinxian monk disappeared.

Although he has disappeared, but what he said just now is still lingering in the ears of these three monks. The ninth heaven lies on the tiger and hides the dragon ... Even Jinxian saw the magical power of Song Ning just now, Was shocked by this spiritual force?

Is it possible ...

There are really monks in this world who can hurt Dao Xian Peak by virtue of their own spiritual realm cultivation?

Thinking of this, the disdain for Song Ning in the eyes of these three people disappeared suddenly, replaced by extremely respectful.

"This ninth heaven ... Song and Song Ning seniors?" One of the first-time monks holding a dust in his hand began to stutter, and now when he mentions Song Ning, he subconsciously adds The word 'predecessor' was added.

"I didn't expect that it should be so strong?" The monk Xuxianfeng next to him swallowed his saliva. Fortunately, his voice was not loud just now, otherwise he would be worried about being heard by Song Ning.

They observed Song Ning from the gap between the eighth and ninth heavens. If in the past, Song Ning would naturally not feel the attention of these three people, but now somehow, Song Ning feels in his body Spiritual consciousness is like self-conscious perception, constantly glancing at everything around, naturally recording the attention of these three monks.

"The monk in the eighth chongtian seemed astonished. Was it really convinced by the acting skills of the two elders from this palace?" Song Ning felt amused. Until this moment, even he thought that he was two from the palace. The elder is too exaggerated.

Although Song Ning was extremely angry before these two people's words, at this time, he had been completely regarded as the acting of the two elders who had left Tiangong. When I felt shocked, it was naturally a good thing for the ninth chongtian. This was what Song Ning liked to hear, so at this time, Song Ning was less angry for the two elders who were away from the palace.

In the imperial city, Song Ning's alchemy moves in clouds and water, between heaven and earth, between the power of Yin and Yang, and constantly flows into the Qinglong Ding. Under the pure spiritual power of Song Ning, everything is running inside the Qinglong Ding. .

"What kind of immortal is this refined?" On the eighth chongtian, the three patrolling monks stared blankly at the ninth chongtian below. The gathering of the Qinglong Ding, the speed of such a gathering, even some kind of formation that can gather the fairy qi can't do it.

The immortal qi from all directions continued to move towards Qinglong Ding. Song Ning around Qinglong Ding was hit by a powerful immortal qi, but even so, Song Ning remained motionless and did not stagnate.

Huang Meidao was immortal, even though Song Ning had just heard that Song Ning was the best, he knew that Song Ning was extremely powerful, but now, his view of Song Ning has once again changed.

The air trembles, the ground cracks, and even the monk in Wonderland feels terrified at this moment.

Xianqi raged like a hurricane. In this wind, the monk Xuxian couldn't even open his eyes. At the moment, at the very center of the hurricane, Song Ning, the immobile young man.

During the refining process of the immortal pill, you will be impacted by immortal qi. No one knows this. Until the moment of the immortal qi, Jue Chen and other talents realized that this immortal immortal was not something that the spiritual realm monks could refine. To refine this immortal, to resist the impact of immortal, even ordinary monks who are immortal are difficult to do.

But at this time, under the impact of this violent fairy gas, Song Ning could even look as usual, motionless.

He ... Wu Ji became immortal, flesh fairyland!

At this moment, even those who do not apply any spiritual power to resist the flesh wonderland, just relying on the flesh body can already be unscathed by this impact.

"He ... is too strong, such a violent fairy, if I wait for three people to enter it ..." The eighth monk on the eighth day of the three patrols swallowed and felt numb.

This is that the people they just looked down on and even wanted to humiliate, even the intrepid close to the flesh can stand in the center of the immortal impact.

Hey!

It was n’t just when, in the distance, a spirit treasure was rushed in due to the impact of this fairy qi. The spirit treasure flew in the direction of Song Ning, but when he first entered Song Ning ’s three feet The immortal qi burst into powder.

Lingbao ...

Even the three-foot range of the center of this immortal impact can't enter, but Song Ning's body can be intact!

"Isn't the ninth heavy heaven difficult for Chengdu to be such a monster like him?" The monk holding a whisk was trembling. They lived in the eighth heavy heaven and subconsciously believed that the strength of the eighth heavy heaven was better than the ninth heavy heaven. But now, how can Song Ning in the ninth heaven be so strong as to be physically strong?

"In this world, there are martial arts and immortal cultures. Song Ning is afraid that he has become an immortal under martial arts, and a real martial arts becomes an immortal. After the fairyland, he will have a body that is difficult for ordinary people to possess. It is Lingbao, even comparable to Xianbao! "The monk beside him took a breath, and looked at Song Ning's eyes as if he were looking at a monster.

Wu Xian ...

Wu Ji became immortal ...

"I only know that Xianwu Great Emperor was a monk of Wuji Chengxian, and now ... Nowadays there are no rivals under Jinxian, even Jinxian, when they see this Xianwu Great Emperor, they have to give up three points."

"Xianwu Emperor's physical strength is already strong enough to resist Jin Xian's full blow. In this world, I didn't expect to have the same military training as Xianwu Emperor."

"I hope that the ninth heaven will not be all monks like him, otherwise we seem to be stronger than them, but if we fight, I am afraid that our eighth heaven is really ..."

The three were talking in horror, but suddenly they heard a sneer coming from behind: "Oh? Xianwu Emperor? What do you mean by mentioning the name of my dragon ancestor?"

The voice said that a monk came from a distance with a glorious spirit and stood behind the three people. Although his height was not much higher than the three people, he looked at the three people ’s The expression is like looking at someone.

This is a young man. A golden token wobbled around the young man's waist. Above this token, there was a word ‘dragon’!

"Dragon and Master Dragon!" The three monks bowed hurriedly, even though the person in front of them was just a breath of fairyland, but the dragon token in his waist could never be fake, and the youth of the dragon family The "Long Family Patriarch" in his mouth is the Great Emperor Xianwu.

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