In the sound of destruction, an illusory figure floated out of the scene.

It was a thin young man, dressed in a beautiful wide-sleeved robe, with a flying sword as a hairpin, and his face was not handsome, but it gave people an endless sense of majesty.

Only the people of the Jinwu clan knew that this young man was actually an old monster who had been in retreat for thousands of years.

Uxiutong!

The status of the Heavenly Priest, who is ranked thirteenth in the Golden Crow lineage, has shown that he is a true saint who controls the power of the laws of the Holy Dao.

"No matter how fast you escape, it's useless. ”

Wu Xiutong glanced at the field, took one step, and disappeared into thin air.

......

"There is a holy aura appearing. ”

In the distance, two men walked side by side, both with a crown and a big sleeve.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with neat hair and an indifferent expression on the left frowned and looked into the distance.

"Senior Brother Bitter Cliff, someone should be chasing the target like us. ”

The middle-aged eyes were deep, surging with terrifying sword intent.

"Well, it is a true saint, looking at its breath, it should come from the golden crow vein of the sunset soup valley. ”

On one side, an old man with thin cheeks and an old man with a long bell spoke in a hoarse voice.

"True Saint?"

Middle-aged people feel a pang in their hearts.

"Senior Brother Yu Xiu, it's time for us to act, we can't let the Tongtian Sword fall into the hands of others. ”

The old man spoke hoarsely.

"It's nature. ”

Yu Xiu nodded.

At that moment, these two saints from the Tongtian Sword Sect moved the void away.

"Bitter Cliff...... It turns out that even he can't sit still......"

A moment later, a black-clothed monk appeared, he looked extremely young, but the vicissitudes in his eyes were extremely strong.

"It seems that there is not only one poor monk who has to deal with this son......"

The black-clothed monk sighed softly.

It's just killing a young man on the path of immortality, but creating such a big formation, if it spreads, it's a bit dishonorable after all.

"Well, I'll take a walk and see what this son is capable of, and he has made a lot of trouble for all the saints to travel, and the world has attracted attention. ”

The figure of the black-clothed monk flashed and floated away.

In the Dadi Tibetan Temple, in the ancient temple, an old monk whispered softly: "Senior Brother Fazheng, he...... I guess I've found traces of that heresy, right?"

......

In the distance, the outline of a majestic and huge city appeared in Lin Xun's field of vision.

Sou!

Lin Xun put away the Haoyu Ark and glanced back.

A quarter of an hour ago, after killing the black permanent tooth, he was suddenly in extreme danger, so he chose to flee without hesitation.

Thinking about it so far, Lin Xun can roughly conclude that the person who made the move must be a true saint!

Because that kind of aura is too vast and sacred, it is far from being comparable to characters such as Wuliuchi and Wuhengya.

However, Lin Xun was not afraid too much in his heart.

He looked back at the huge city that loomed in the distance.

To be honest, if he wasn't in a dangerous situation, he really wanted to enter the city and rest and relax.

In the past ten years, he has not experienced the atmosphere of "red dust and fireworks" for a long time.

"That's it. ”

Lin Xun finally gave up.

It's just that just as he was about to make a detour, a low and pleasant voice sounded in the heavens and the earth:

"Young man, if you dare to enter the city, millions of lives in the city will be lost because of you alone, so stop here. ”

Lin Xun's black eyes narrowed slightly, and in the sense of divine sense, he saw that a gorgeous treasure appeared in the high void.

Treasure

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