"It's you!" When the Venerable Ziyun heard this slightly familiar voice, he couldn't calm down for the first time, and he stood up directly, wanting to see through the black mist.

However, like many people, the Heavenly Eye of the Xuansheng Stage could not penetrate the dense fog with dead air, and the golden and brilliant hall seemed to have become strange because of it.

"Wait, I can't see who this person is!"

"If you say it carefully, if there is a strong coercion...... yes! Dare to speak out in front of the sage, he must not be simple. ”

"The people of the blood-colored Bodhi Tree, forget it, no outsiders know about it at the moment, so there is no need to dump them, but the evil aura on this guy is very strong, and he must not be a good person."

"Wait, the coercion that emanates is not a half-saint...... This guy is a saint! As soon as these words came out, everyone was terrified.

The saint shrouded in black mist exuded his aura unreservedly at this time, and the sage's coercion was overwhelming, making a group of people tremble.

Both Da Neng and the juniors felt a suffocating pressure, but the next moment, this sense of oppression receded like a tide, and Lin Xuan made a move.

"Whew, it's not good!" Many people are frightened and feel that this Mid-Autumn Festival dinner will not be peaceful, and the other party is also a saint!

There were two saints here at once! It was terrible to have no saints in 100,000 years!

"I heard that the owner of the Netherworld Train is a saint, is he, has he come to 'visit' Lin Daoyou?" Some people speculate that their eyes are solemn.

"Nether Train? Oh, you said that thing, it's not him, he should be looking for his own car at the moment. Lin Xuan said.

Then he turned his head and looked at the man in the black mist, and the confrontation between the two saints suddenly made the atmosphere here extremely solemn.

Once there is a Sage Clash appear, there may be nothing left around!

A group of people are very nervous, shivering on a rainy day, this is the land of the Rain Clan! The building will definitely be finished after the fight. And Yu Die, who was next to him, stood up, looking at Lin Xuan tightly with beautiful eyes.

Ye Jingxue was the same, and Xia Lan wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, and then Lin Xuan spoke.

The first word "you ......" made the atmosphere of the audience solemn to the extreme.

"You...... Who is it? He said this, at first he only knew that he was a bloody debtor, and he must be a big villain, but he really didn't know his identity.

The audience was silent.

"In the Whereabouts Boundless." The saint in the black fog was also confused by this sentence, and only spoke faintly after a long time.

"Falling Wuji? The name is a little familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere. ”

"Wait, is that the Infinite True Master? He is cold, he is either dead or injured when he works with others, his interpersonal relationship is very poor, and he has no descendants and no inheritors. ”

"He is a cultivator of the undead lineage, and he usually accompanies dead things, and his personality will be affected, which is also normal."

Lin Xuan calmly listened to the words exchanged by the others...... In other words, these people are really powerful, as if as long as they are a passerby, they know everything and provide all kinds of information.

"It's really you......" Master Ziyun let out a faint sigh, once because of Master Ziyun's tolerance, the relationship between the two was not bad.

Later, Na Luo Wuji became more and more extreme, thinking that people would eventually become ashes if they were not holy, so they became more and more crazy.

He had heard that he was in the City of the Undead, so the Venerable Ziyun also deliberately asked his three disciples to go over to look for someone, but they didn't find it, but the holy bone brought out one.

Then the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch behind, first falling into the hands of the rain tribesmen, and then into the hands of the blood-colored Bodhi tree. provoked a grudge.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time." Luo Wuji dispersed the black mist, revealing his true face, he looked ...... Very Sanlu, almost skinny, with pale skin, as if he had just come out of a coffin.

This made a group of people feel disgusted, and Lin Xuan was even more speechless, it turns out that your black mist is not to pretend to be forced or not to scare people, but now what is the black mist put away, it will lose people's appetite!

"Hey, I heard my disciple say that there are suddenly a lot less powerful undead in the capital of the undead, did you do it?" As soon as Venerable Ziyun said this, many people's faces changed, and they had all heard some rumors.

Especially a guy who has a super no sense of existence, he just came to the banquet and wanted to find Lin Xuan, he could remember his name, but he forgot what Lin Xuan looked like, and he never met Lin Xuan.

"It's me, actually, because I have a bunch of dead gas and don't need much." Luo Wuji was very indifferent when he said this, not caring at all that those undead were also other lives, and they also had thoughts and cultivation, and they also wanted to live.

"There's a bunch of dead gas in itself, and you're a bit informative...... Did you do the last few disappearances? Were you the one who did the demise of Hongrumen? The Purple Cloud Master's gaze sharpened.

Some time ago, a group of small and medium-sized sects and scattered cultivators suddenly disappeared without a trace, which was terrifying so that media people did not dare to push this pot on the blood-colored Bodhi tree.

Because this is the rhythm of hunting all mankind!

Even if the mass disappearance of the population suddenly stopped, the matter was very troublesome at the time, and it took a lot of effort to suppress it.

"It's me, but they didn't die worthless, and then those broken holy weapons and dead saint corpses, I used the yin and yang formation they constructed to break through, and finally became a saint!" He said this with a great sense of excitement.

And the others were shocked, they judged it to be one thing, and the other party admitted it was another.

The Third Sage has appeared! And it's vicious! This makes them only afraid and not respectful!

In such a comparison, these people suddenly felt that Lin Xuan was unprecedentedly kind, and suddenly felt that the blood-colored Bodhi Tree was not terrible at all.

If there were no other saints to restrain him, if he fell into the dictatorship of Wuji, it would definitely be a catastrophe!

"I didn't expect that in order to become holy, I have been so mad, should I congratulate you on your sanctification? Or should you mourn your loss of humanity? "Venerable Ziyun was also reprimanding a former saint in the face of a former saint.

"Humanity? The Great Dao is ruthless, if you are not close to the Dao, how can you become a Daoist, the people who rule this world have always been the strongest group of people, such as you, Lin Xuan Sage, is he really the same on the outside? Is it really not contemptuous of you? He said this, so that many people did not dare to speak out.

The coercion of the Sage is terrible.

"The avenue is ruthless and affectionate, the key is how you choose." Lin Xuan lay down inexplicably, first canceling out his coercion, and then counterattacking.

Seriously, it's not easy for Lin Xuan to say such high-level words! It was a little surprising to many people who were familiar with him.

"I'm not very good at talking, and I'm too lazy to talk about the truth, but you're really going too far. Venerable Ziyun, is he your friend? Lin Xuan couldn't stand him a little.

Unexpectedly, Luo Wuji answered him first, he shook his head and said, "Friend? Once, now he's not qualified to be my friend. ”