“You don’t have the breath of God, not one of the nine?”The old man who guarded the mountain felt for a moment in Lingxian, did not feel the breath that belonged to the god's pattern, and said weakly: "It's just, these things, then, you help me up."

Now he is so weak that he is in a little difficulty even on his own.

However, Ling Xian did not move, just standing there quietly, not saying a word.

“Didn’t you hear me?I’ll help you up, you don’t know who I am.”The old man frowned.

He is one of the nine sons of the former sunset star, in the status of the falling star pavilion, no one can match, in front of this woman dare not listen to his orders?

He did not know the identity of Ling Xian, because he had been guarding the mountain for thousands of years, only that Ling Xian did not have the spirit of the emperor's breath, not the nine sons of the star.

"Of course I know who you are, and you are the third son of the nine sons of the ninth generation."He finally spoke, but the tone was a little indifferent.

“Do you know that you will not listen to my orders?”The old man’s face could not help but be a little gloomy.

"The nine sons of the fallen star, passed down from generation to generation, and the nine sons belong to the lineage left by the gods, and they are also passed down from generation to generation."Ling Xian seems to have not heard it, and said to himself: "To this day, the nine sons of the star have passed on for ten generations, while the ninth son of the eighth to the tenth generation has only eight."

The old man kept the mountain, and he naturally knew these things.

The identity of the nine sons of the falling star, every thousand years, will be passed on to the next generation, and the road markings on the body will also be inherited by the next generation of nine sons.

He was originally the third son of the ninth son of the seventh generation, but for some reason he did not pass on his identity and lines to the later generation.

That is to say, the nine stars behind his generation are missing a three-child.

“You said this, what do you want to say?”He frowned and did not understand the intention of this woman and himself saying this.

“I was one of the nine sons of this generation, but because many years ago, the emperor’s deduction to the end of the star may appear in the occult realm, so it took some money very early to send me to the exotic, look for the reverse star, and behead it.”

Ling Xian sighed deeply: "Therefore, although I have the name of the nine sons, not many people in the world know, and I have no nine sons."

“Are you one of the nine?”The old man was surprised and said, “If you are also one of the nine sons, why can’t I feel God’s breath in you?”

Ling Xian's eyes have been looking into the distance, until this moment, she finally turned back, looked at the old man guarding the mountain, "this is also the reason for me to come here."

The old man still felt doubtful, and suddenly it seemed to think of something, and the look changed dramatically.

He seemed to have suddenly strength, jumped from the ground, rushed to the distance, and wanted to escape.

“Oh!”

However, now he is too weak, Ling Xian one step, is already in front of him, he stopped.

“Are you going to take my tattoos?”The old man said coldly.

He finally understood why Ling Xian was one of the nine sons, but there was no sign left by the god.Because Ling Xian is the third son of the tenth generation, her pattern is still on his own!

The trolls are here to capture the lines!

"You should not have existed long ago, and the pattern left by this god should have been passed down long ago."Ling Xian could not, the tone was cold, and when he spoke, he found a jade hand and lightened it on the old man who kept the mountain.

"Haha . . ha..." the old man grinned bitterly, "I thought that I would have left my life, and I would have the opportunity to get the curse of God's law in the future, because of this thought, I did not think of them as many people, choose to self-destruct, let the god of the lineage attached to that counter-star!" 」

"I didn't expect it, I didn't think it was, at the end of the day, my pattern, I'm going to be taken by you!"

Not long ago, a few people self-destructed, and the lines on his body were attached to Xiao Yu, which posed a great threat to Xiao Yu.But among them, the only old man's lineage is still there, because he did not choose that.

He wanted to leave the lineage, and then find an opportunity to kill Xiao Yu, recover, and get the divine mantra.

But who thought that Xiao Yu had just left, Ling Xian was coming, and his lines would be taken by Ling Xian.

"In your current state, it is to continue to keep the road pattern, but also waste!"He spoke and spoke continuously.

In her hands, the pattern of the road on the old man of the mountain appeared, as if he had life, slowly shifting from the old man of the mountain guard to her.

"Hey, I don't want to live for thousands of years, finally waiting for the world to return to the star, in the end, it is still an empty!" 」

The old man's face is complex, like crying and laughing, and he is indescribable.

Ling Xian did not feel anything about this, but it was just a cold seizure of the road pattern on the old man who kept the mountain.

With the removal of the road, the old mountain guard, who was weak and old, soon became moribund, leaving only his last breath.

“Fuck off!”

After taking the road, Ling Xian let the old man softly fall down, no longer look at it, turn around, and walk away.

She went to the self-destruction of the eight sons, turned around in the same place, and murmured: "Five to eight sons and four people, plus the seventh generation and three sons, so many people have been destroyed in his hands."It seems that he has not seen it for a while, and his strength has grown again!”

After a moment of silence, Ling Xian finally flew up and went away in the sky.

The Nine Star Tower.

It seemed to have a feeling, the nine-star emperor sitting quietly in the tower suddenly opened his eyes and locked his brows deeply.

“Four sons died at the same time, even the three sons of the seventh generation died?”

This time, even the nine-star emperor felt the death of the old man guarding the mountain, then he was really dead.

Nine stars, five people died, this result, that is, the nine-star emperor, are deeply surprised.

He paused in the tower, and a moment later, he spoke casually, and the loud voice spread from a distance: "Call the first son to see me!"

First of the 9th!

Just listen to someone's life, and then there is a breath away.

“Huh?”Soon after the death of the people left, the nine-star emperor's eyebrows were twisted together again.

At this moment, he felt that in the nine sons of the fallen star, two more had fallen.

“The second and fourth are dead too.”Who did it?”

The nine sons of the star, usually the more forward a few people, the stronger the strength, each one apart, the gap in strength is huge.

At present, five sons have just died, and two other sons have died at the same time, and they are still the second and fourth sons in the top of the strength!

“The Emperor!”

A moment later, someone outside the tower came to report and said, "The first son shot, the second son and the four sons were cut off by him, and the two people's code marks were also forced to be taken by the first son!"

The author said: I wanted more, in the airport when the cold, has not been good, there is a little fever, just came back these two days have been feeling very tired, the brain feels not moving, can only be three more.