Lin Xuan found that the old monster behind him was chasing after him, but at this moment, he was already far away from the battlefield, Lin Xuan's figure flickered, and he shot straight upward, his body changed rapidly, turning into a green-robed monk, and a yellow light flashed under his feet, but it was the centipede that day that appeared in the void, directly vibrating the golden wings, and flew rapidly to a very far place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black ink dragon behind him turned into a dragon groan, but it rushed directly out of the water, turned into a black-robed old man, and roared frantically, "Little beast, where to escape?"

The technique of resisting the wind and flying away was not slow at all compared to the heavenly dragon under Lin Xuan's feet.

Lin Xuan ran away, but he was very depressed in his heart, and he didn't even find an island, but he also knew that if it was a third-order island, I am afraid that he really flew to this island, then I am afraid that it would really bring trouble to this island, and on the third-level island, I am afraid that he could not find a monk who could compete with the old man of the Black Ink Dragon, and this old monster, with his ferocity, slaughtered the low-level monk, then he himself was really guilty.

"Haha, little beast, where are you going, I didn't expect you to be able to disguise yourself as a dragon, it's really the old man who has lost his eyes, and he was almost fooled by you. ”

The black-robed old man, seeing that he was about to catch up with Lin Xuan, suddenly showed a cruel smile.

It's just that Lin Xuan didn't care about it at all, he flew away with his head bored, and he didn't care about the old monster behind him.

"Escape, where to escape, hahaha, under the control of the old man, you are a little monk who is not in the realm of Jindan, can you still escape? I am really curious, how did you disguise yourself as a dragon clan and dive to the bottom of the sea, just kill you, and the old man will find out by searching for the soul. ”

Lin Xuan scolded, "The old man is immortal, the master will skin you and cramp you is almost the same, there are many people who want the master to die, how old are you?"

This is the truth, since Lin Xuan was still in the Qi refining period, how many people wanted Lin Xuan to die, but he was still alive and well, although he had gone through hardships, but his strength was increasing step by step, and at the beginning, in his eyes, it was as insurmountable as a moat, like a bronze armored corpse, the Immortal Bone Ancestor, now it seems that it is not enough to mention, how many half-step Yuanying monks have died in his hands, Yuanying Monk? At this moment, the early Yuan Infant Cultivator, in front of him, even if there is no corpse to help, Lin Xuan can guarantee that he will not come back, this is the confidence.

"Sharp teeth, old man, I want to see, how do you cramp the old man's thin skin, hahaha, yellow-mouthed child, dare to speak bravely, look at the move"

Rumble.

Lin Xuan felt a strong aura behind him, and quickly bombarded his back heart, he kept at all, turned his body, his hands condensed into a seal, and slapped out with a palm, the huge handprint directly collided with the pitch-black ink energy, Lin Xuan did not move at all, and that day centipede took this opportunity to escape the light became more rapid, and instantly shot out dozens of zhang.

"Huh?"

With a palm, the black-robed old man knew that he had lost his eyes, this kid was very weird, and his strength could not be judged in terms of realm, he just slapped his palm, and the spiritual power fluctuation and coercion were no different from those of the early Yuan Infant monks, and they were not comparable to some monks who had just entered the Yuan Infant.

It's just that even if this is the case, a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant realm is not worth mentioning in front of him, the Black Ink Jiaolong at the peak of the late fourth order.

"Where to run?"

chased and fled, and the black-robed old man behind him bombarded and killed one move at a time, making Lin Xuan tired of coping.

Lin Xuan knew that it would not work like this, it seemed that he was going to have a real battle, but this battle must be on the island, so that he could exert all his strongest strength, so that in mid-air, many formations could not be used.

For a whole day, Lin Xuan had swallowed several pills halfway through, accumulating spiritual power, and finally, he saw an island not far away, and his divine sense swept over, but he found that there was no trace of a monk on this island, obviously this is a deserted island, there is no spiritual vein, or an island with extremely poor spiritual veins.

"That's you. ”

Lin Xuan turned into a retreat and quickly flew towards the island.

"Haha, don't you have any spiritual power? Being able to escape under the old man's hands for such a long time is enough for you to be proud, little brute, obediently die. ”

The figure of the black-robed old man flashed, and he came to the color of this island, and his expression swept over this island, but he was slightly stunned, because the color of this island actually has pieces of plants, like flowers and not flowers, and Lin Xuan also saw it, he showed a hint of joy, the island that can grow flowers and plants really has the ability to grow spiritual flowers and spiritual grass, if this island is slowly transformed, maybe, it can really become a medicinal herb island.

"Old thing, if you want my life, it depends on whether your old bones can be gnawed. ”

Lin Xuan knew that the first strike was the truth, this old thing, although he regarded him as the early stage of the Yuan Infant at the moment, he didn't know how many hole cards he had, and at this time, he wanted to take the initiative.

"Just let me see what kind of situation I have grown up to after decades of penance. ”

Lin Xuan burst into a shout, pinched out a magic seal with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body climbed wildly in an instant, and the next moment, he crossed the early stage of Jindan, the middle stage of Jindan, the late stage of Jindan, and the early stage of Yuanying, and directly climbed to the peak realm of the early Yuanying stage, and it was considered to have stopped.

"Mudra of Silence"

Boom, Lin Xuan's figure flashed, and he suppressed it with a palm.

"Okay, I didn't expect that the old man really underestimated you, and he was able to climb his spiritual power to the realm of the peak of the early Yuan Infant stage, this palm is as powerful as a blow from the peak monk of the early Yuan Infant Stage, could it be that which Yuan Infant Monk are you, taking away the reborn body?"

"Can you handle it?"

Boom, a palm pressed down, but it was the old man in the black robe, his body was flying, his hands were pinched, and an ink-colored barrier appeared in mid-air, frantically intercepting in front of his palm, and the two bombarded together, but it was the ink-colored barrier that directly dissolved the palm in it.

"Again, the hand of great mercy, the dragon like the earth-shaking seal"

Boom, boom.

Lin Xuan's Buddha Flame Divine Sense was blessed, and the power of that divine consciousness climbed wildly, also surpassing the early realm of the Yuan Infant and reaching the peak realm, and in the sky, a slender jade hand was quickly condensed, and it was directly grabbed by the old monster.

And Lin Xuan's body flickered, and the five dragon elephant phantoms behind him shook the heavens and the earth, roaring proudly, he felt a majestic power of blood and qi, accumulating in his body.

"Battle"

Boom, the power of blood and qi turned into a huge blood-colored palm print, and it roared towards the black-robed old monster and suppressed it.

Bang, bang, bang

The old monster's expression was really much more solemn, and with a pinch of his hands, an ink-colored barrier appeared in mid-air, and then, with a rub of his hands, an ink-colored juice condensed into a black spear, which came at Lin Xuan is crazy assassination.

"Ink God Thorn"

The old man roared, and the ink-colored spear, like lightning, pierced the sky and stabbed at Lin Xuan.