Linghao's heart shook dramatically, and his spirit was in a trance, and after a long time, when he regained consciousness and looked up, the gray-clothed Xuanzi had lost his trace. "Weird!"

Ling Haochu's face was gloomy, he was silent for a while, and without saying a word, his divine sense dispersed in an instant, and he looked for it again, at this moment, he gave up continuing to check the forbidden magic power of the illusory shadow of the rest of the Xuanzi, but concentrated on finding this strange gray figure.

Time passed slowly, and under Ling Haochu's full search, he met the gray-clothed Xuanzi three more times!

Every time, there was no effect, and the gray-clothed Xuanzi always flashed and disappeared without a trace, no matter how Ling Haochu searched, he couldn't find it.

All the way up to the sixth time!

To be precise, this sixth time, it was not Ling Haochu who found Xuanzi in gray clothes, but this person who found Ling Haochu.

On this day, Ling Haochu had already given up searching, and he was ready to learn the seven-colored supernatural power, which was the most wonderful method he thought after seeing it here.

He stood quietly beside Di Xuanzi, who was casting the Seven-Colored Forbidden Method, sighed softly, and was about to decide, when suddenly, a cold voice blew from behind him like a cold wind.

"You, a disciple of Ziyun?"

Ling Haochu paused, slowly turned around, and looked behind him.

Ten zhang behind him, the gray-clothed Xuanzi was like a ghost!

At the same time, Di Xuanzi, who was cultivating the Colorful Divine Power, immediately put away his exercises and looked up at the gray-clothed man, but under the glance of the gray-clothed man, he immediately quickly retreated, as if he was extremely jealous, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared far away.

Ling Haochu nodded and said, "Exactly!"

"Why did you come here?" the gray-clothed Xuanzi, his voice was still cold.

"Choose the forbidden magic power!" Ling Haochu said calmly.

"Forbidden Magical Power...... The corners of the gray-clothed Di Xuanzi's mouth showed a trace of disdain, and then he looked at Ling Haochu and said: "With Di Xuan's temperament, it is rare for people to come here to choose exercises, and the reason why he asked you to come, I'm afraid, is for me!"

Ling Haochu's eyes were calm, and he asked tentatively, "Who are the seniors?"

The gray-clothed Xuanzi did not answer Ling Haochu's question, but carefully looked at Ling Haochu's limit, and said flatly: "Show your magical powers!"

Ling Haochu frowned, but immediately relaxed, the black and white divine tiger suddenly spread out from the body, and then, above his heavenly spirit, black and white two colors were scattered, and the black and white colors quickly blended, and in an instant, they turned into a cycle of life and death!

The gray-clothed Xuanzi's eyes rarely burst out with a ball of essence, nodded slightly, and said, "Attack me!"

Ling Haochu didn't say a word, his right hand was raised, and the reincarnation of life and death above the heavenly spirit appeared in his hand in an instant, he pulled it violently and opened it directly, at this moment, he seemed to be in charge of the reincarnation of life and death, his eyes were cold, he looked at the gray-clothed Xuanzi, and spit lightly in his mouth: "Ban!"

As soon as these words came out, suddenly on the scroll of life and death, between the black and white landscape paintings, there were gray gases, like dragons, roaring out, rushing up from the scroll, roaring straight to the gray-clothed Xuanzi.

In an instant, this person's eyes revealed a gray light, and at this moment, it penetrated the distance and fell directly into Ling Haochu's eyes.

As for the Canglong gray qi that rushed quickly, at this moment, silently, it collapsed in front of Di Xuanzi!

"Black and White Divine Tiger ......" The gray-clothed Di Xuanzi was silent for a while, glanced at Ling Haochu, and said: "Di Xuan asked you to come here, the purpose is nothing more than for the old man's killing magic trick, he wants to see if you have this opportunity, the killing magic trick is not an immortal technique, but an imitation from an unknown immortal technique, this immortal trick, with your life and death magic power, also matches!

Ling Haochu's expression was as usual, and he said flatly: "Say!"

"Killing the magic trick, shoot, leave no mouth, if you agree, I will pass it on to you!"

Ling Haochu was silent for a while, smiled slightly, shook his head and said:

"I, don't learn!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist at the man and turned to leave.

Gray-clothed Xuanzi's eyes flashed, his right hand waved in the void, and suddenly a gray gas appeared in his hand, this gray gas, like a sharp sword, was waved by this person at will, but listening to the sharp whistling sound reverberating wildly, this gray gas immediately rushed out and went straight to Ling Haochu.

Ling Haochu turned back suddenly, his eyes calm, staring at the gray-clothed Xuanzi.

That gray qi, at the moment when Ling Hao first turned around, rushed past him and fell directly on the body of an illusory earth Xuanzi who was cultivating.

The illusory body didn't even have the power to dodge at all, and was directly rushed into the human body by this gray qi, and then immediately the body trembled, weirdly turned into a piece of fog, and disappeared.

At the same time, from the mist, the gray light flew into ashes, falling in front of the gray-clothed Xuanzi, and in an instant, a gray complex seal floated in the air.

"This imprint is transformed by the killing magic trick! Rely on killing to gain the power of vitality, and use the power of vitality to wander around the body, so as to condense the imprint of life, the more this imprint, the stronger the power of defense! The old man has hundreds of millions of imprints all over his body, even if this Purple Cloud Continent collapses, he can be safe and sound, this immortal trick, you don't want to learn it?"

Ling Haochu was silent for a while, and said, "Why do you have to learn from me?"

Xuanzi in gray clothes said coldly: "You are the sixth person sent by Ziyun! The old man doesn't like seven, but he has a promise with Ziyun, so he will pass it on to you, if you ink again, this matter will be over!"

Ling Haochu glanced at the person in front of him, and suddenly said, "What is the relationship between you and my master?"

The gray-clothed Xuanzi looked at Ling Haochu coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, a gray gas immediately turned into a jade slip, floating in the air, and then his body moved, and in front of Ling Haochu, he disappeared without a trace.

Ling Hao's eyes showed a deep groan, and after a while, the void grabbed the jade slip turned into gray gas.

In his hand, the moment he touched this jade slip, the colorful time of the white spoon around him changed in an instant, as if the continent was moving, Ling Haochu saw a flower in front of him, and when he returned to normal again, he was at the top of the mountain, under the pagoda.

In front of him, Di Xuanzi, with a strange light in his eyes, stared at the jade slip in Ling Haochu's hand, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "Killing the Divine Technique, good!"

Ling Haochu didn't speak, his brows furrowed slightly.

Di Xuanzi glanced at Ling Haochu and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, that gray-clothed man was the second primordial god who cultivated for the teacher when he was young, but when he was the teacher's yin and yang, virtual and real intentions, it was due to some things that he had to divide him out, and the killing magic technique he cultivated was just in line with the way of survival you require!"

Ling Haochu was silent, put away the jade slip, what Di Xuanzi said, he didn't believe it all, but Ling Haochu was deep at the beginning, but at this moment, his expression did not show any clues, and nodded.

(End of chapter)