Since Lin had just joined the Hanshan Sect and had joined the Hanshan Sect, he had been studying the Dan Dao diligently, hoping that one day he would be able to defeat his dream and refine the elixir that could resurrect other people's lives from reincarnation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The more Lin slowly studied the Dan Dao, the more shocked he was by the breadth and profundity of the Dan Dao, for such a profound Dan Dao, if it was said that it could be resurrected and brought back to life when it reached the extreme, Lin slowly believed it.

Therefore, Lin slowly did not know the news of the other sects in the Liuyun Sea Region, and he had never heard of any five ghosts and one lineage, but it was obvious that the five ghosts and one line that came out of Elder Han's mouth must have a lot of friction with the Cold Mountain Trace, and even at the expense of bringing people into the influence of the Cold Mountain Sect, he had to kill his own people.

The golden magic breaking cone in the hands of the middle-aged monk became bigger and bigger in the middle-aged monk's jaw hand, and began to rotate rapidly, the more dazzling the light of the scenery became, the faster the magic breaking cone rotated, and in the end, the top of the magic breaking cone appeared with the rotation of the magic breaking cone.

The color of the silk can be devoured repeatedly, and the moment the black hole appears, the surrounding space is visibly darkened with the naked eye.

His eyes sank, and from the small black hole, Lin slowly and clearly felt a trace of strength that surpassed the foundation building monk, Su Ri'an was still a long way from Jindan, but it was enough to instantly kill a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and there was still still strength left.

With a sneer on his face, the middle-aged man who took the magic cone Cui Dongdao to the extreme glanced at Elder Han with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice.

"Today next year will be your day,"

With the words, the magic breaking cone suddenly brightened, rotating with a strong power **** down in an instant, and the wooden ship's defensive barrier collided fiercely, but there was no sound at all, the golden magic breaking cone rotated wildly, and the tip of the small black dot continued to expand and shrink, as if it was breathing, with the breath of this black spot, the entire wooden ship's defensive barrier began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, just a few breaths, The Spell-Breaking Cone seemed to have exhausted its strength, and quickly shrank back into the hands of the middle-aged monk.

And the barrier of the wooden boat also became cracked all over under the gaze of everyone's mind, and large and small tear stains appeared in everyone's sight like spider webs, and finally, in a small life, but in the ears of Elder Han and the others, it seemed to be a thunderous sound.

The entire wooden ship's defensive barricades shattered in an instant, or fragmented into pieces that reflected the sun's brilliance and quickly dissipated in mid-air.

And the eight foundation building monks with five ghosts and one lineage fell down with a cruel smile on their faces, facing the two monks in the late stage of foundation building and a group of people in the Qi refining stage, and even a few ordinary people who had never seen a foreign cultivator, a massacre was probably inevitable.

Drowning a mouthful of saliva, Tie Oak pulled out the big knife behind his back and stood back to back with Elder Han, but in the face of so many foundation building monks, they had no bottom in their hearts, and under the tension in their hearts, large drops of sweat appeared on their faces, and they only felt that their lips were dry and their hearts were beating wildly.

A trace of despair appeared in the depths of Elder Han's eyes, there are so many foundation building monks, it is difficult for any one of them to be wary of, let alone so many, among them there are also these three monks in the late stage of foundation building, and the support of the sect may take half an hour, and by the time the sect's Ejindan monk comes, I am afraid that everything will be too late.

However, he realized that he might not be spared today, but Elder Han still took out an ink-colored dragon head cane from his storage bag with a cold face, and looked coldly at the monks of the five ghosts and one vein who were rapidly approaching in the sky, and he was determined to pay attention to the fact that even if he died, he would have to pull a cushion on his back when he was dying.

Elder Han and Tie Oak both had this idea, not to mention the disciples who had just joined the Cold Mountain Trail gathered on the deck, Su Ri'an couldn't see what the cultivation of these people was with their cultivation, but they could indeed count.

There are eight people on the opposite side who can fly, that is, eight foundation building monks, and there are only three on their own side, no matter how you look at it, their side is at a disadvantage, as soon as they think of this, the faces of these children become pale, and they understand that it will be their turn to wait until the foundation building monks on their side are dead, and some of these young children can't help but cry out when they think of this.

The cry seemed to be contagious, and for a while, the entire deck was unusually noisy, but even so, Tie Que and Elder Han were not as much as the public law, and the five ghosts and one lineage of the foundation building monks were getting closer and closer, except for the middle-aged monk who didn't make a move, the two late-stage foundation building monks took the lead and approached Tie Que and Elder Han quickly.

The spiritual weapon in his hand was taken out, and the cold light on it shone, making beads of sweat appear in the palms of Tie Quercus and Elder Han, where could he still care about the rotten things behind him.

And in the chaos, although Zimei's face was as pale as ever, she was obviously calmer than the others, and her body moved silently in the crowd to Lin Slowly's back, if there would be someone here today who could turn the corner for them, Zimei believed that that person would definitely be Lin Slowly.

Zimei still can't forget that half a year ago, when she went to sea with the disciples of the sect and came back, she encountered a sea beast in the middle stage of foundation building, launched an attack on herself and others, smashed her boat, and killed her companions, and the next moment it was her turn to fall, Lin slowly appeared.

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