―― Although the remaining dozen or so Tsukiji monks did not understand the meaning of that trace of red, it implied that judging from the middle-aged man's expression, it was certainly not good news.

Sure enough, after seeing the middle-aged man's reaction, the monk who was originally standing in front of the table but was only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building was also shocked, and instantly burst out of the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and his body rose directly from the ground, and the rapid Yukong was about to leave here.

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man had disdain on his face, stood up, and disappeared in place in an instant, and at the same time, a beautiful scream sounded from mid-air, only to see that the monk who had originally fled in the late stage of foundation building had been caught by the middle-aged man in the palm of his hand at some point.

The palm of the middle-aged man's hand is emitting a rich flame composed of red, white and blue, the power of the flame is very huge, as soon as the three-color flame comes out, even the nine-turn green lotus fire in Lin Slowly's body has a subtle reaction, obviously the three colors may not be different from the monk's technique, it should also be regarded as a powerful fire that is used after being subdued.

Originally, he and the middle-aged man were both in the late stage of foundation building, even if they didn't have the cultivation of a middle-aged man, but that person shouldn't have been captured without any resistance.

Looking at the monk in the palm of his hand coldly, the middle-aged man didn't have the slightest word, he snorted coldly, and under the slight force of his palm, in the monk's scream, he changed into a pile of ashes.

This positive and shocking scene shocked everyone below, and a monk in the late stage of foundation building didn't even have room to resist, so he was killed by a middle-aged man behind his back, which made everyone yearn for the exercises practiced by the Hanshan Sect in their hearts.

The middle-aged monk with a cold face gradually flew back, and the beautiful woman said with a smile on her face.

"There's Senior Brother Lao."

As for the old man, even if such a big thing happened, he didn't open his eyes and take a look, as if he was really asleep.

Waving his hand, the middle-aged man signaled that he was out of the way, and said with a smile again in front of his own people.

"It's just a little thief, if you just let it run, what else can I do Gu Tian The peak of Sangu Peak is that guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, so let the cadre have a crooked idea to hit my cold mountain trail."

After saying this, the middle-aged man sat back on his seat, looked at the people below and said, Explain who is the next turn Hurry up, don't rub it.

Because of the existence of Yu Wei who shot before, the next thing was very smooth, one after another monks stepped forward to quickly verify their identities, and they all passed in a short time, and more than a dozen monks stood on the other side except Lin Slowly, waiting for the opportunity to enter the cold mountain trail.

Because he was the only one left, almost everyone present looked at Lin Slowly.

Glancing at Lin slowly, although everyone in the cultivation realm is skilled, it is not clear from the face that it is the age of a spy, but people who have cultivated enough can also see a rough idea, at least the middle-aged man can see that Lin Slowly's age has not yet reached fifty.

It took less than fifty years to become a foundation building monk if lin slowly passed the test maybe a good seedling can be worth cultivating Thinking of this, the middle-aged man's face softened a little and said.

"This fellow Daoist, it's your turn, don't worry, as long as you don't have a ghost in your heart and are innocent, even if you don't pass the assessment, we will let you go."

The other party said so, of course Lin slowly couldn't still stand in place, and immediately smiled gratefully at the middle-aged man, stepped forward, but kept calculating in his heart, Lin slowly didn't know how the red touch of the monk before came about, and the monk's method of hiding his cultivation didn't even Lin slowly see.

Could it be that there is a trace of red in hidden cultivation? ; Lin slowly felt that it was a little impossible, otherwise even if he hid the cultivator, the monk would not be so frightened, and he would turn around and run, and the middle-aged man would not kill indiscriminately.

That touch of red must be able to prove that the other party's origin is not correct and has bad intentions, but how exactly did Lin slowly not know.

With thinking, Lin slowly walked to the front of the table, took the translucent ammunition from the middle-aged man's hand, and as soon as the pill was in his hand, a warm texture was transmitted into Lin Slowly's palm, and then a subtle force was separated from the pill, and it entered Lin Slowly's body along Lin's arm.

Lin slowly hesitated and did not prevent that power from entering his body, that trace of power is not strong, as long as Lin slowly wants it, he may crush that power at any time, and he doesn't have to worry about that trace of Li Ling threatening himself when he falls into his body.

That trace of Li power first rotated from the meridians in Lin's slowly internal body, and then plunged headlong into Lin's slowly dantian, and from the direction of the previous trace of power, Lin slowly understood that that trace of power was walking in his meridians according to the exercises he had cultivated.

Then after entering the dantian that he obtained, the pill in Lin Slowly's hand began to glow gradually-

(To be continued.) )