You're poisonous!

The disciples of Zixia Mountain looked at Elder Fang Peng, who had split a fork in front of Lin Xi, with a dull face, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they were very uncomfortable.

Elder Fang Peng's old face became extremely gloomy, and he glared at Zhang Yunfeng fiercely.

It's hard to prevent.

I didn't expect him to not only make people kneel, but also make people split.

This metaphysical ability is always domineering.

"Boy, no one can save you today. Elder Fang Peng let out a long roar, and the spiritual power on his body vibrate, shooting a blood-colored handprint at Lin Xi.

Blood God Seal!

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Zixia Mountain couldn't help but perk up, and their eyes lit up.

Elder Fang Peng's Blood God Seal was found from a collapsed ancient cultivation site, and although it was only a broken inheritance, it was quite powerful, and it was difficult for idle cultivators to resist.

As soon as the Blood God Seal came out, even the innate cultivators did not dare to take it hard, and wanted to avoid its edge.

Lin Xi's spiritual sense spread out and locked onto Elder Fang Peng. The strength of this black-robed old man was much stronger than that of Elder Xu who had met in the hospital before.

Judging from the breath revealed, it should be the realm of the innate second grade.

Nine products of the innate realm, one product and one heavy heaven.

Every time the realm is improved, the combat power will be multiplied.

Last time, if Elder Xu hadn't gone out of the customs in advance to complete the entrusted task of Zixia Mountain, he would have already cultivated to the innate second grade.

It's a pity that after the last battle, Elder Xu was injured by Dao Ji, and he couldn't break through to the second rank in less than half a year.

The blood-colored palm print slapped over with a fishy wind.

Lin Xi had been secretly guarding for a long time, opening the Prison Holy Body, a powerful and incomparable qi machine was revealed, and his palm was clenched into a fist and smashed towards the Blood God Seal.

"Half-step innate?"

Sensing the aura that Lin Xi revealed, a trace of surprise flashed in Fang Peng's eyes.

Not long ago, when he injured Elder Xu in the hospital, he was only the eighth or ninth cultivator of the day after tomorrow, how long did it take to be half a step innate?

Fang Peng's face sank, he was an outcast of a certain century-old cultivation family, and he had already started cultivating before the aura recovered.

After cultivating for decades, he has just broken through the innate second grade, and the man in front of him has only been cultivating for a long time.

Compared with him, Fang Peng really lived to be a dog at his age.

"Cultivating genius?" Fang Peng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he was already murderous, "What the old man likes to do the most is to strangle geniuses!"

The meteorite-like fist smashed on the Blood God Seal, and a fierce force roared out, easily shattering the Blood God Seal.

That's it?

The Blood God Seal shattered, and Fang Peng seemed to have suffered a serious backlash, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing this, the disciples of Zixia Mountain were all stunned.

No one expected that Elder Fang Peng's killing move would be so easily defused by Lin Xi.

"It's so strong!"

Liu Chengqing's bright eyes were full of brilliance, and the strength of the innate monk she had personally experienced it, it was simply desperate.

I didn't expect Lin Xi to be able to fight with the innate elders of Zixia Mountain.

However, it seems that neither side has done their best, but is just testing each other.

"Ahhhh

"Don't stop me, the old man's killing intent has been decided!"

Although Fang Peng was angry, he did not lose his mind, the young man in front of him was by no means simple. An ordinary half-step Innate Realm cultivator couldn't make any waves in front of him.

His true strength is only afraid that he can compete with the innate first-grade or even second-grade masters.

Damn!

If the old man had such a talent, how could he be ruthlessly abandoned by the family.

Jealousy has made me unrecognizable.

The wrinkles on Fang Peng's face became deeper and deeper, a burst of black gas appeared on his body, and the negative emotions in his heart detonated.

"Die!"

A deep sigh.

The figure of the elder of Zixia Mountain shook, pulling out a series of afterimages in front of Lin Xi, and rushed straight at an extremely fast speed.

But I saw that his palms were glowing with a thick blood light, and the fishy and cold breath was surging in waves like a tide.

"The Blood God's Mahamudra. ”

The palm wrapped in the rich blood light instantly became larger, and it shone down on the head.

The crisis is coming, and Lin Xi's feet seem to have taken root, and the whole person is as immobile as a mountain and as steady as an old dog.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, but he can't escape under the shroud of the blood-colored big handprint, so he can only harden a wave.

At this moment, his eyes were shining with a touch of pale gold.

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it!

Lin Xi's eyes froze, and in just a few seconds, the momentum on his body changed from steady as Mount Tai to as fierce as fire, exuding an incomparably powerful aggressive aura.

Fang Peng felt the danger in his heart, but at this time, he had to send it.

"Whatever you do, it's already too late. ”

A hideous smile appeared, but in the next second, the smile on Fang Peng's face was completely stiff, as if he was petrified.

An ordinary lunge punch blasted out.

I saw a bloody hole in the blood-colored handprint that covered the sky and the sun.

Through the blood hole, you can also see the brilliant stars in the sky.

Elder Fang Peng's body shook violently, his eyes showed a look of pain, and his face became distorted and hideous.

"Don't think you'll win like this, Blood Transformation Dafa!"

At this time, Fang Peng's eyes were full of blood, like a terrifying demon beast that chose people to devour.

Then his strong body suddenly dried up, as if he had turned into a dry corpse, and the qi, blood, and spiritual power in his body continued to gush out.

The blood-colored mudra recondensed and was suppressed.

Rumble!

A loud bang shook out, and a terrifying sinkhole was smashed on the ground, and Lin Xi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

The dust settled.

The corners of Fang Peng's mouth raised a crazy smile, but halfway through his laughter, he noticed a figure rushing out and rushing in front of him at a speed of 100 meters.

"Not dead yet?"

When he reacted, a majestic force suddenly erupted and pounded on his body.

The screams pierced the night sky, and Fang Peng's figure was knocked out of the air.

Then, Lin Xi rushed forward and instantly caught up with Fang Peng, who was still flying freely in mid-air, and clasped his hands together.

Beat!

It was as if a cannonball had exploded in the night.

Fang Peng was directly beaten to the ground, and he didn't know how many bones were broken on his body, and his heart was full of horror.

At this time, Su Xueqing's cheeks were red and bright, and a blurry color appeared in her eyes, "What a pure yang energy." I'll just take a sip and I won't find out. ”

Su Xueqing couldn't help but take a sip of the pure yang qi floating in the air, and the feeling of emptiness on her body subsided like a tide.

Welfare Jing glanced at Lin Xi's side as if he was a thief.

Fortunately, the big guy didn't find out.

For the welfare elite family, pure yang qi is a great tonic.

In particular, the yang energy on the single dog is simply ginseng chicken soup.

Taking a breath of yang qi, Su Xueqing's aura gradually recovered, and her eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

Boom, good Sufu.

At this moment, the monks of Zixia Mountain all had dull expressions, as if they had encountered a ghost.

In their minds, the innate second-grade elders, who were almost invincible, were beaten into this way.

Fake, right?

"Purple Cloud Daoist, Wind Yin Daoist, you still don't make a move?" Fang Peng's expression was terrified, he lifted his aura and bounced up from the ground, and his figure quickly retreated and distanced himself from Lin Xi.

As soon as the words fell, I saw two figures that had been lurking on the side come out.

"Elder Fang, the people you Zixia Mountain provoked this time are not simple, it turns out that the spirit stones you promised are a bit insufficient. Wearing a purple windbreaker and holding a long knife, Purple Cloud Monk said with a smile.

"Ziyun Daoyou is right. ”

Monk Feng Yin looked at Fang Peng with a smile on his face, as if a soft knife was hidden in his smile.

Hearing this, Fang Peng's face sank.

These two guys actually took advantage of the fire to rob!

He has a hundred sentences in his heart, and he must say it when he sells batches.

"Double the spirit stones promised before! this price is enough to invite the two of you to make a move, right?" Elder Fang Peng gritted his teeth, feeling that his heart was dripping blood.

With Yue Laosan's character of picking the door, the dojo will reimburse half of the spirit stones at most, and the other half will have to be taken out of his pocket.

But now, he has no other choice.

If they don't get rid of this big problem in front of them, they will invite huge trouble.

"Hahaha, Elder Fang is really refreshing. ”

"It was such a happy decision. ”

Several people hit it off, and walked towards Lin Xi with unkind expressions.

"Young man, it's not easy for me and Brother Feng Yin to remember your cultivation. As long as you are willing to tie your hands and take us to Zixia Mountain, and resolve the misunderstanding with Daoist Yue, we will never embarrass you. ”

Uncle Trench Coat was carrying a long knife, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Hehe.

I believe in your demons.

Lin Xi is not mentally retarded, so it's strange to believe their nonsense.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Purple Cloud Monk and Wind Yin Monk glanced at each other, revealing a powerful cultivation on their bodies.

Feeling the fluctuations in the aura on these two monks, Lin Xi's heart sank, but there was no panic or fear on his face.

A congenital second-grade and a congenital third-grade casual cultivation, plus the acquired monks and innate elders of Zixia Mountain, this lineup can be said to be very luxurious.

"The disciples of Zixia Mountain listen to my orders and form a formation!"

After receiving the order of the elder, the seven monks of Zixia Mountain formed a seven-star array with long swords, and attacked Lin Xi with a rainbow of momentum.

If such a lineup still can't suppress the half-step innate monks, they will simply crash to death on the tofu.

"Want to be more than anyone else?"

In the face of the encirclement and suppression of these monks, Lin Xi showed a relaxed expression on his face.

Just as they were attacking him, there was a sudden scalp-tingling thud in his ears.

"Where's the monster?"

A snow-white and cute little beast came out of nowhere, and rushed into the Seven Star Array like lightning.

Demon Beast!?

The monk of Zixia Mountain was shocked in his heart, and slashed at this snow-white beast with his sword mercilessly.

The gold-devouring rat bit the long sword in the hand of the monk of Zixia Mountain, only to hear a crisp "click", and the long sword made of dark iron was like a crispy potato chip, and was bitten out of a gap by the gold-devouring rat.

"My sword!"

That Zixia Mountain monk cried with a sad face, this sword is not cheap. It didn't take long to get it, and it turned out to be scrapped.

Heartache and can't breathe.

Monk Ziyun ignored the accident on the side of Zixia Mountain, and rushed straight over with murderous energy.

But in the next moment, a Donkey Kong appeared in front of him.

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