Chapter 2263： Three lives

The colorful gods rush to the sky, and the powerful spirit comes.

Ling Xian's eyes were deep, looking at the emperor Zhentian who swallowed up the wasteland, and said, "After this move, please come to the road."

"Wrong, I'll take you on my way."

The Emperor Zhentian responded with arrogance and made every effort without reservation.

boom!

The power of a strong and unmatched spirit screamed out, surging and dying, and in a moment, it defeated Lingxian's soul.

After that, it was blood-stained sky, Yuan Ying was broken.

The Emperor Zhentian was too strong, especially the last blow, which was even more powerful.

However, it failed to let Ling Xianhun fly away.

The broken Yuanyuan does not mean that the soul is dissipated. Although extremely serious, Ling Xian is not dead after all.

This shocked everyone at the scene, and their eyes were about to stare out.

The horror of Zhentian's last blow was seen by everyone, even the ninth-level powerhouse did not stop it.

However, Ling Xian's soul has not dissipated, which is simply incredible!

The Emperor Zhentian also stayed, as if he was a few hundred years old, and his figure was a bit illusory.

His power was running low. Lingxian would not die, so he had to dissipate, which naturally made him difficult to accept.

"Cough ..." Lingxian coughed up blood and smiled bitterly.

Although his soul did not dissipate, Yuan Ying was broken, and it was not easy to reunite.

Even if he was a master of Dao Dao, he had a lot of headaches in his mind.

"Failed, I was defeated to a descendant of the eighth realm ..." The Emperor Zhentian was stunned, ashamed.

In order to set foot in the immortal king's realm, he abandoned the opportunity to become an immortal, and thought he could live the second life and reach the peak with no time to do justice!

However, at this moment, he wants to leave the world completely, how can he not despair?

"I have advised you, and more than once." Ling Xian said lightly, without mercy, and without the glorious power of the winner.

"The legendary immortal soul really turned against the sky."

The Emperor Zhentian sighed softly and said, "I thought you were hope, but I didn't expect it, but it was greater despair."

After speaking, he looked cold, and said, "Come without indecent assault, I will give you hope, and let you despair."

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, and a cold mang appeared in the eyes.

"I have a curse called Sansheng Desolation."

"This technique will not hurt the soul, but it will make the soul immortal. For those who set foot on the path of immortal soul, there is nothing more cruel."

The Emperor Zhentian smiled brightly, but made everyone cold, like falling ice cave.

The same is true of Lingxian.

Letting his soul never improve is tantamount to breaking his path to the immortal soul, which is even more cruel than abolishing his cultivation!

"you dare!"

Ling Xianmu's eyes are cold, and the immortal soul is against the sky. Even the immortal king may not be able to set foot on it. He is fortunate to set foot on this road.

"Hahaha, what am I afraid of?"

The Emperor Zhentian laughed wildly, and the coffin glowed, turning into mysterious symbols, covering Lingxian.

"Damn!" Ling Xian looked gloomy, resisting, but unable to fight.

The curse is the most difficult thing in the world, let alone his soul is already weak, even in its heyday, it cannot be resisted.

As a result, his soul fell down, and the whole person became lethargic and listless.

"I have bad news and good news, which one do you want to listen to first?" The Emperor Zhentian smiled brightly, and his figure was a bit illusory.

Apparently, he had almost dissipated and could not hold on for long.

"The dead is big, I listen to you." Ling Xian glanced at Zhentian Emperor coldly, and sprinkled salt on the wound.

"Then tell the bad news first."

The Emperor Zhentian smiled and said, "Three souls have sealed your soul. No matter what state you cultivate to, your soul will not be a little bit advanced."

"What's the good news?" Lingxian calmly calmed down.

This is the end, the anger is useless, not to mention, the Emperor Zhentian is about to lose his soul, he is the winner who laughs to the end.

"I'll tell you how to lift the curse. Is this good news?" The Emperor Zhentian smiled.

"If I didn't guess wrong, it would be impossible to lift the curse." Ling Xian glanced deeply at the Emperor Zhentian.

"Guess right."

The Emperor of Zhentian was jeering and said: "I said, I will give you hope, and let you despair."

"Your mind is really narrow, but I don't care about a loser."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, without satire, but in the eyes of the emperor Zhentian, no doubt beating his face.

Just because there is no refutation.

He was a complete defeat. Ling Xian was the winner who laughed till the end!

"Don't be too proud of it, don't forget, I broke your path to the immortal soul." The emperor Zhentian faced the water.

"Even so, it's better than you."

Ling Xian said faintly, saying: "The ambition is to die first without reward, the Emperor Zhentian, you can only go on the road with regret."

"You will too."

The emperor of Zhentian looked brightly, and said, "Have you heard of the flower without intention? It can relieve the soul of three lives."

"Inadvertent flowers ..." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, he knew that the Emperor Zhentian was not at ease, and he did not expect him.

Wuxinhua is an elixir, an elixir that only exists in legend.

In the world's cognition, the rarest is immortal elixir, but in the eyes of the layman, on the degree of rareness, unintentional flowers are even more important than immortal elixir!

This flower is too rare. According to historical records, it only appeared once, which is truly hard to find in the world!

"It seems that you know that you have no intention of spending flowers, and since that is the case, I will not repeat it."

The Emperor Zhentian smiled and said, "I have told you the way. If you can lift the sanctity of three lives, I love to see your good fortune."

"Sure enough, give hope first, then despair."

Ling Xian's eyes are cold, and it is hard to find the world without care. Even if he can really lift the soul of Sansheng, he cannot find it!

"Haha, that's interesting."

The Emperor Zhentian laughed wildly and said, "Boy, I look forward to your desperate day."

After speaking, his figure faded and disappeared silently.

At this point, a generation of legends came to an end, let everyone boast.

No one expected that the Emperor Zhentian who once ruled the city of Ge and swept the field of humanity would be planted in the hands of an eighth level monk.

"Even one day, you can't see it anymore." Ling Xian's expression was calm, and the anger died with the emperor Zhentian, disappearing without a trace.

Everyone is dead, and grudges are naturally written off.

However, the trouble is still there.

Yuan Ying's fragmentation is enough to cause Lingxian a headache, and now there are three lives lost, which is undoubtedly worse.

"Trouble."

Ling Xian sighed softly, Yuan Ying was broken, but it is easy to say that it is not difficult to unite with his ability, but Sansheng soul is a big trouble,

Unintentional flowers are too rare, even if he searched the entire universe, I am afraid he would not find them.

"The Emperor Zhentian can't take you on the road, let me do it for you."

The man with a negative sword opened his mouth slightly, and appeared in front of Ling Xian in one step.