Murderous intent, furious!

Under this crazy killing intent, Lin Yong felt that his body was trembling.

If this killing machine is as vast as heaven and earth, then Lin Yong feels like a mayfly, a mayfly who is powerless to resist in the vast world.

Although Lin Yong wanted to withstand this pressure and keep his mind awake, but in an instant, Lin Yong felt that he had fallen into a state of confusion.

Junfuka, the skills he possesses, at this moment, there is no chance to display it at all.

Fortunately, the killing machine came and went quickly, that is, with a snap of the fingers, the mighty killing machine disappeared without a trace.

Lin Yong, who woke up, felt that the clothes behind him were soaked, not to mention, his spirit was a little drowsy.

"I didn't faint, but it's good. A voice that sounded like a compliment came from the courtyard.

At this moment, Lin Yong saw clearly that in the courtyard where Cheng Qianshan lived, there were four or five people sitting.

Although Cheng Qianshan is the owner of this place, he is not sitting on the main seat at the moment, on the contrary, he is standing quietly on the side.

On the main seat, sitting was a middle-aged man with a majestic face, he was tall, and he sat there, giving people a sense of immobility in the eight winds.

And next to this middle-aged man with a majestic face, sat two young men who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

The two young men were a man and a woman, the man was dressed in a black suit, while the woman was dressed in a long purple dress.

In terms of the looks of these two people alone, they can be called talented and beautiful!

The moment he saw the two of them, the first thing Lin Yong felt was the killing intent emanating from the young man.

The killing intent like a tide just now emanated from him!

For the first time, a wave of anger rose in Lin Yong's heart, but soon, he was calm.

Just because the two of them have a higher status than Cheng Qianshan, they are too far behind them.

Iron has to be hard, and people rely on strength to speak. How can I show resentment?

"I've seen the Commander Envoy!" Lin Yong didn't know who these three people were, so he obediently saluted towards Cheng Qianshan.

Cheng Qianshan didn't pay attention to Lin Yong's salute, but said to the man sitting high in the middle: "My lord, he is the martial soldier who is responsible for pasting the soul talisman on the ancient tomb in Xipi this time. ”

Lin Yong's name Cheng Qianshan knows, but here, Cheng Qianshan's name for Lin Yong is only two words: martial arts.

What this means, naturally, is self-evident!

The tall figure glanced at Lin Yong, frowned slightly, and said, "Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng is not bad." ”

Cheng Qianshan's face showed a hint of urgency: "When he was pasting the soul suppression talisman to the Xibi Ancient Tomb, he was stuck in the bottleneck of Quenching Yuan Realm Xiaocheng for several years, and after the oppression of the Yin Qi of the Xibi Ancient Tomb, he had a chance to break through." ”

The tall figure hadn't spoken yet, and the man in black had already said with a hint of sarcasm: "This kind of breakthrough can be regarded as a mention between life and death, hehe!"

The woman in the purple dress glanced at Lin Yong and said to the tall figure: "Lord Zhuo, this martial artist is still useful, then let him go and paste the soul suppression talisman tonight." ”

For Cheng Qianshan, the tall figure is unceremonious, but for this woman in purple, there is obviously a bit of a flattering taste.

"Since Fairy Mi said so, then let's decide. ”

As he spoke, the tall figure's gaze fell on Lin Yong's body and said, "Go back and prepare well, don't embarrass my Zhenwuwei." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, signaling that Lin Yong could retreat.

Lin Yong felt particularly uncomfortable here, although he didn't know who this Lord Zhuo and the young man and woman were, but he really realized that the gap between himself and these people was too big.

"Obey!" Lin Yong saluted and left quickly.

Just as Lin Yong left the small courtyard and was about to go back to his residence, a figure blocked in front of him: "The commander asked you to wait for him here." ”

Seeing this figure, Lin Yong was stunned for a moment, and he almost instinctively said, "How do you call a brother?"

As soon as the words came out, Lin Yong suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be called Bai Pu, but he was a little uncertain in his heart.

Bai Pu's face showed a trace of helplessness, but in the end, he said: "Lin Wushu, my name is Bai Pu." ”

Cheng Qianshan made Lin Yong wait for an hour, and then came over to meet Lin Yong in a hurry. It is nothing more than when pasting the ancient tomb in the west, no matter what the situation is, it is absolutely not allowed to retreat.

Looking at Cheng Qianshan who was hurrying away, Lin Yong felt his heart sink.

The first and second time he went to the Xibi Ancient Tomb to paste, Cheng Qianshan didn't show up at all, just an ordinary soldier, watching himself under the mountain.

But this time, not only the unknown Lord Zhuo came, but also two young men and women with big shelves, all of which was enough to show that it was not a simple matter for the Xibi Ancient Tomb to paste the soul suppression talisman for the third time.

Among them, there must be a huge danger.

What can I do to keep myself safe?

Thinking of the murderous motive like a tide, and thinking of Cheng Qianshan's warning look, Lin Yong felt nervous in his heart.

defeated Luo San and passed the assessment of a second-class martial artist, thinking that he could gain a firm foothold in this Dayue Dynasty, it seems that he is still a little naïve to think about it.

Looking at the four evenly rich cards in his heart, Lin Yong regained a little confidence. Although now, he doesn't know how to use his Equalwealth Cards, but with these Equalwealth Cards in hand, it means that he is not without the slightest power to fight back in the next danger.

The moon is as cold as frost, and the sky and the earth are silent!

The ancient tomb in Xipi, which had just returned to calm the day before yesterday, was like a layer of blood under the moonlight at this time. Looking at this ancient tomb in the west from afar, Lin Yong's back couldn't help but crawl a little chill.

At this time, he felt more and more that under the ancient tomb in the west, there was a peerless beast. It's just that at this time, the beast is in chains.

Once the beast breaks free from its shackles, everything around it will disappear as the beast exits.

Whether it was the tall Lord Zhuo or the young man and woman, they all looked at the Xibi Ancient Tomb in front of them with a complicated gaze at this time.

"The blood is like a cover!" Lord Na Zhuo suddenly spoke, sighing with emotion.

The man in black didn't buy Lord Zhuo's emotion too much, he snorted and said, "Even if this thousand-year-old Xuan Spirit gathers the power of heaven and earth, it won't be able to escape my ban on imposing nothingness." ”

A smile appeared on Lord Zhuo's face: "Young Brother Sun is right, although the Millennium Xuanling is powerful, it is still far inferior to Chong and Heavenly Master. ”

The black-clothed man's face was a little proud, and he said lightly: "The old man has been busy breaking through the realm all these years, so he has no time to pay attention to these ghosts. Once he is out of the customs, everything is not a problem. ”

The woman in purple frowned slightly, although she was dissatisfied with the words of the man in black, but in the end, she did not speak.

Cheng Qianshan followed the three of them, like an attendant, who had no chance to speak at all, and Lin Yong naturally had no qualifications to speak.

At a distance of 100 zhang from the ancient tomb, Lord Zhuo was the first to stop, he looked at the ancient tomb, and said in a deep voice: "Let's start here!"

Speaking of this, his gaze fell on Lin Yong's body: "You go up and stick the demon suppression talisman in your hand on the ancient tomb." ”

This time, the person who handed Lin Yongzhen's magic talisman became Cheng Qianshan. And the demon charm turned into a copper-colored square the size of an adult's palm.

It was full of mystical meaning spells, rippling with warmth, and the moment he received this spell, Lin Yong felt a warmth in his heart.

"The first few times, there were no accidents!" Cheng Qianshan seemed to feel something at this moment, and comforted softly.

There were no accidents a few times before, maybe there will be an accident this time.

Lin Yong muttered this sentence in his heart, and finally he still walked towards the ancient tomb of Naxibi.

At the same time, a trace of sarcasm also rose in his heart, he originally thought that the biggest danger of the Xibi Ancient Tomb was the chill it emitted, but now it seems that the real danger of this Xibi Ancient Tomb should be the so-called thousand-year-old mysterious spirit in the tomb.

The first few times there was nothing wrong, I hope there won't be a problem this time!

Lin Yong threw aside the messy thoughts in his heart, and secretly prayed in his heart, for him, the most important thing now was to live.

100 zhang, 50 zhang, 30 zhang......

The biting cold made Lin Yong's body tremble constantly. Although his Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist had already reached the sixth level. But the cold seems to have increased a lot more recently than before.

In the silent world, there was only Lin Yong's own footsteps, and this footsteps made Lin Yong feel more and more frightened.

A hundred snaps of fingers passed, and Lin Yong had already come to a distance of ten zhang from the blood-colored tomb. At this moment, Lin Yong felt that his surroundings had become extremely depressed, not to mention, those blood-colored lights were more like blood-colored swamps, which made his movements slow down a lot all of a sudden.

What's going on?

Just as Lin Yong was about to continue forward, a sharp chirp suddenly came from the direction of the ancient tomb. And with this shout, a blood-red palm suddenly stretched out from the ancient tomb.

Originally, the palm of the hand was only the size of an adult's palm, but the moment it flew out, it became a large hand with a square foot.

And under the shroud of rolling blood clouds, the huge blood-colored palm, wrapped in an invincible might, grabbed straight towards Lin Yong.

Lin Yong is now a martial artist who has become a small master in the Quenching Yuan Realm, but at the moment when this blood-colored palm grabbed it, he felt that he did not have the slightest power to resist.

Death seems to be at hand!