Chapter Ninety-Three: Zhongzhou Disciple Is Good Male Style?
"Is this friend alone too?"
The man glanced at Lin Lingyun, and then searched around.
"It is difficult to know oneself at the top of the mountain, and the fairy road is long and there is no one for a reason. Would you like to walk with me?"
"It's hard to live in the universe, Lingyun Ge at the end of the immortal road! Maybe the person you're looking for is right in front of you?"
Only then did the man look at Lin Lingyun again.
After looking at it for a long time, he still shook his head, "I'm used to being alone, and I don't like to be with others, this senior brother, please." ”
The eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was indifference in his tone.
Seeing him like this, Lin Lingyun felt distressed for no reason.
"With me, you won't be alone, let's go, Yu Yan!"
Wang Yuyan, who was hidden under the mask, turned back in shock.
"Found you. ”
A tear in the corner of his eye was blown away by the wind, and the two hugged each other tightly.
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"I'll take the test, isn't it! You guys are good men in Zhongzhou?"
The person who opened his mouth suddenly moved away from the disciples of Dezhongzhou.
But there were also other people who leaned on the side of the Zhongzhou disciples, and defended the Zhongzhou disciples in their mouths, "What's wrong with the male style?" ”
A wink was thrown, and the disciples of several states had goosebumps falling to the ground.
It turns out that men's style is not divided into states!
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"Hey, have you heard? The boy who showed his might a few days ago actually likes men!"
"No, no!"
"I'm pretty sure! I saw him hugging another man!"
"Is this the only way to become a strong man?"
"Senior brother, are you willing to become a strong man?"
The immortals in Zhongzhou still can't change their love of gossip.
Even among the disciples of the Great Gate Sect, it is inevitable to mutter a few words.
Liu Wuxin knew very well that the rumored junior sister Yu Yan was here.
It's not hard to guess the news.
The ones who can hug Lin Lingyun are the five golden flowers of Lingyun Pavilion.
Four have appeared, and the remaining one that has not appeared should be disguised as a teenager.
"Shiyin, do you want to join forces with those two teenagers?"
As soon as the words came out, Liu Wuxin couldn't wait to slap himself a few big mouths.
Isn't that a wolf in the house?
Fortunately, Li Shiyin didn't even want to think about it, so she refused directly.
Imprisoned Heaven Pavilion Li Zaidao had been silent, and the closer he got to the unfathomable Peerless Sister, the more he felt that the Peerless Senior Sister was unfathomable.
No wonder the master let us look at the unequaled junior sister, it turns out that the unequaled junior sister has this strength!
Looking at the other golden flowers of Lingyun Pavilion, they are no worse than Senior Sister Shiyin, and maybe even stronger.
It seems that the geniuses of this world are far from what I can imagine!
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Among the many small groups with a large number of people, Lin Lingyun and the two seemed a little out of place, but no one dared to underestimate them.
But one Lin Lingyun is enough to be worth hundreds of immortals.
This is still the strength he has already shown, as for what hole cards he has, no one knows.
A mighty group of people walked along the mountain road to the mountainside.
As they approached the mountainside, the pressure on the crowd increased.
The feeling is not only physical, but also psychological.
The palace in front of him used to live with a rising powerhouse, and facing the place where he once lived, people couldn't help but feel a sense of pilgrimage.
What kind of treasures will be hidden in his place?
I'm afraid it's just a stubborn stone, and after so many years of ignition by him, it's enough to step on the flow of magic weapons.
With mixed feelings, the younger generation continued to hurry.
It seems that the mountainside is not far away, and it took nearly half a month to walk.
At first, it was able to go all the way unimpeded, but later, as the pressure increased, some of the immortals began to be unable to support it.
This is the time for those who lead the way to step up.
They are at the front, taking on most of the pressure, and the others are close behind.
The people behind activated their spiritual power and injected the little spiritual power into the body of the person who was in charge.
In this way, a closed loop is formed, and spiritual power flows through each other's small groups.
Lin Lingyun and Wang Yuyan are not so troublesome.
The two held hands, talking and laughing all the way up, without putting the pressure on their bodies at all.
Because Lin Lingyun had already relied on the power of being infinitely close to the ascending powerhouse, he had offset most of the pressure.
The rest of the pressure didn't make any difference to him at all.
Gradually, the two who were originally lagging behind caught up.
When passing through the Drifting Snow Pavilion, I happened to see Xue Ru with a red face and a person at the front.
After grimacing, the two drifted away.
The people around were taken aback when they saw the speed of these two people, and they also chased after speeding up the operation of their spiritual power.
Gradually, the two broke away from the main army and came to the first echelon.
In the first echelon, most of them were unfamiliar faces, presumably disciples of other state sects.
There are only two groups of people who can make Lin Lingyun familiar.
One group is Fanyin Mountain led by Liu Wuxin and Li Shiyin, and the other group is an old acquaintance, the Demon Suppression Sect led by Liu Wuru.
"The group of people in front of them are Liu Wuru of the Demon Slaying Sect, but this kid is not a good person. ”
Wang Yuyan nodded, agreeing with his statement.
"He is indeed not a good man, from the first time I saw him, I felt that his eyes seemed to eat me, and when I came to see you, there was fire burning in his eyes. ”
The two were on the same page.
"Why don't we go play with them?"
Lin Lingyun smiled evilly, wanting to have some fun for them and save the Demon Sect from being lonely.
The two were about to make a move, but they heard screams from ahead.
The cry was so terrible that it was hard to imagine that it was made by a person.
Then there was a buzz that echoed through the air.
"A swarm!"
Colony?
What's so scary about this?
Are immortal cultivators still afraid of bee stings?
The disciples in the back were puzzled.
Soon, however, the crowd changed their minds.
Because the bee colony that appeared in front of them was not the usual one at all.
These bees are almost two fingers long and have a metallic sheen all over their bodies.
In particular, the poison needle on the tail is glowing with blue light, and it is conceivable that it must contain terrible toxins.
Several elite disciples were attacked by the swarm, and hurriedly mobilized their spiritual power to form a protective shield around them.
The swarm crashed into it with a metallic crashing sound.
After a few clicks, the shield broke, and the people inside were directly exposed to the attack of the swarm.
At this time, the elite disciples sacrificed their magic weapons and no longer skimped on their spiritual power.
Inspired by spiritual power, the magic weapon blooms with dazzling light.
In the middle of the swing, the swarm was knocked to the ground, and after a few struggles, it stopped moving.
The same situation arose in various small groups of the first echelon.
Either using magic weapons or using pills, the elite disciples showed a level far beyond the immortals at this time.
Soon, the swarm was killed.
However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the sky darkened.
Then there was the humming sound that resounded through the mountains.
This is the real bee colony!
Tens of millions of days are covered!
Rao is elite disciples, who are accustomed to seeing big scenes, also turned pale and their legs trembled.
"Who! Who's got the trigger!"
The voices of inquiry were drowned out by screams.
Hundreds of poisonous bees hit a person with their strength, and even if they have a magic weapon to protect their body, they will inevitably be stabbed by poisonous needles.
The person who was stabbed screamed repeatedly, and after a while, his face turned purple and lay on the ground motionless.
He's dead.
What's even more terrifying is that just under the skin of the corpse of the elite disciple, dense packets bulge.
A venomous needle glowing blue pierces the bulging packet, and out of it emerges a venomous wasp larva that has not yet given birth to wings.
As soon as they come into contact with sunlight, these larvae quickly mutate, their transparent wings spreading in the wind.
There was a buzzing sound of flapping wings between breaths.
More and more poisonous bees joined the ranks of slaughtering elite disciples.
At this moment, the elite disciples could no longer care about their faces, and ran back and forth screaming.
Behind is the poisonous bee in hot pursuit.