The missionary's face was wrinkled, as ugly as eating.

Since his debut, he has traveled all over the southeast region for the Golden Moon Immortals, just to find a blessed land.

Kongtong sent the mud bodhisattva to cross the river, but he was also a bodhisattva, presumptuous under his nose, afraid of being slapped to death with a palm.

The Kunlun faction forced away the strongest freshman, and it disappeared again on the first day, and the open and secret battles continued, so how could they still have the heart to manage the area.

The center of gravity of the Red Flower Sect is on the Kongtong sect in the eastern region, and the missionaries are looking for it not far from Gyeongsan City, which is a black area, and no one will care about the nearby places.

Liu Laodao, who was hiding in the dark, had a horizontal heart, since the ancestor of Maoshan opened the sect, he subdued demons and eliminated demons, and in the face of demons, there was never a word of cowardice in the dictionary.

"Lin Daoyou, Maoshan Liu Qingyang helps you!"

The missionaries standing on the golden moon are about to breathe fire in their eyes when they are bad, Maoshan, Kunlun faction, and Qingshan City, none of them are easy to mess with.

What's more, Lin Xiu is in the southeast region and accounts for the three major forces, so how can he do it.

The Red Flower Sect, the Kunlun Sect, and Qingshan City, the three forces are twisted into one, who else in the southeast region dares to stop it?

"Good!" The missionary gritted his teeth, squeezed out a word, and said in a low tone: "Just give you face, and when the Golden Moon Immortal awakens, you and others will all surrender at your feet!" ”

The bad guy always pretends to run away, and his figure flickers and disappears on the golden moon, and the statue of the golden moon that exudes a glimmer of light is also eclipsed.

The sleepwalking people all fainted and fell to the ground, and the people who were originally awake rolled on the ground with their bodies hunched over, holding their heads in their hands, their faces were hideous, and the people on the ground were so painful that they inhaled cold air, and even their facial features gradually distorted.

"If you are forcibly stripped of the power of memory and faith, your IQ will be like that of a ten-year-old child, hey." Liu Laodao shook his head and sighed.

If you choose the wrong path, you have to pay the price for doing the wrong thing, and even Liu Laodao can't save it.

Lin Xiu's face was expressionless about this, even if the missionaries were hateful and there was no one to support them, how could they gain a foothold in Jinyue Town.

"Old man, do you have a lot of peachwood swords, I'll buy one." Lin Xiu said indifferently.

It's like what happened and it had nothing to do with him.

Liu Laodao was quite surprised, did that realm still need an auxiliary magic weapon like the peach wood sword?

"Don't say that I really have it, generally I am used to carrying two swords, for fear of encountering powerful demons, without a peachwood sword, my strength will be greatly reduced, of course, you are different." Liu Laodao said a little self-deprecatingly, took out a peachwood sword from his back, and handed it to Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu glanced at it, but didn't look at the sword, his hand was pointed at the sword, and it was between the hilt and the body of the sword.

"Up!"

The peachwood sword floated in the air out of thin air and inserted into the scabbard prepared by Lin Xiu in advance, seeing Liu Laodao stunned in place.

This kind of sword intent, how powerful, could it be that realm, so mysterious?

Liu Laodao has planted seeds in his mind, he has studied Taoism for decades, and for the first time he saw the rumored realm, he deserves to be known as the strongest freshman of the Kunlun faction!

"Where's Xiaobai? Didn't I come with you? ”

When he spoke, Lin Xiu's face was always not sad or happy, he restrained his hip-hop face, and when he was serious, even Liu Laodao felt cold.

Suddenly, Liu Laodao's eyes changed, and he yelled: "It's not good! Forget about their existence. ”

Lin Xiu's face sank, Lin Xiu, who had no relatives, had long treated Xiaobai and Xiaohei as relatives, and of course, there was still still water.

If something happens to Xiaobai, then be prepared to bear Lin Xiu's anger.

Sure enough, Liu Laodao, who rushed back to the laneway, shook his head slightly.

The unconscious Lu Feng and the sleepy Han Xiwen in the alleyway are there, Xiaojiao and Cheng Min are also there, but Bai Shan and Yin Xiaomei are nowhere to be found.

"Damn! It was my carelessness to let Brother Bai stay, thinking that the identity of the Bai family's grandson was enough to scare away the demons. Liu Qingyang bowed his head and said to himself.

"I don't blame you for this, old man, you take them back to Jincheng City, and I will take Xiaobai and the woman back." Lin Xiu's face was gloomy, and he couldn't suppress the killing intent, blowing three thousand hairs fluttering wantonly.

Affected by Li Xiaoyao, Lin Xiu's hair had not been trimmed, the monstrous blood qi was cold and piercing, and Liu Laodao beside him was like entering a big freezer, and the cold breath came to his face.

In Jinyue Town, the only one who has the strength to take Xiaobai away is nothing more than the missionary standing on the statue of Jinyue, the white mountain of the Demon Chang Realm, and it is not a soft persimmon, anyone can handle it.

After the rebellion, Lin Xiuneng relied on his intuition to judge the direction, ignored Liu Laodao, and chased north.

Liu Laodao is also used to Lin Xiu calling him an old man, not that Lin Xiu does not respect the elderly, but that his personality is like this.

The wind was blowing, and his toes were lightly tapping on the branches, and Lin Xiu recalled that when he was assessing the Kunlun faction, he was so tired that he ran two steps slightly.

Thinking about when he would be able to step on the branches like Yan Yanran and others, in just half a year, Lin Xiu's growth speed made many people smack.

"Hmph, it's rare to find Jinyue Town, how can you let go easily, wait for the Jinyue Immortal to come to the world, with the help of the power of the Immortal, how about leveling the southeast region?"

The angry missionary had a suffocated face, and secretly said in his heart that one day, he would trample Lin Xiu and the others on the soles of his feet, and he would never be able to turn over.

"It's never too late to talk about the chance." Lin Xiu's leisurely voice came from behind, so frightened that the missionary almost stepped on the soles of his feet and fell to the ground.

knocked out the two of them, clamped their hands, and ran away slowly.

Lin Xiu understood a truth when his uncle's family died, cut off the threatening people and put an end to all remorse.

Strive to be strong yourself, only with strong strength can you have the right to speak.

"When did you catch up!" How could the shocked missionary think that Lin Xiu's speed was so fast, running the soles of his feet, hating why he didn't have more than a pair of feet when he was born.

Lin Xiu ignored the missionary in his eyes, and in the face of threats, there was only one result, get rid of him!

"Sword up!"

The peachwood sword that responded to the missionary, like a spirit snake, shuttled through the streets sensitively.

At the end of the north, there is a rumor on the Internet where the man fell into the pond, and there will be a winding path behind the community.

Come to think of it, the missionaries have already stepped on the dots countless times, and they dare to implement the plan only when they are familiar with Jinyue Town.

Even if there is such a variable as Lin Xiu, there is no need to worry too much, but unfortunately Lin Xiu's strength is beyond his imagination.

"Tai Chi Sword Technique!"

At the moment of breaking through the Dao Human Realm, Lin Xiu's comprehension of sword intent was deeper, and the sword heart was clear, where the heart pointed, where the sword pointed.

As if the sword was in his hand, the tip of the sword appeared with a faint light, and stabbed the missionary in the back.

Before the missionary was stabbed, there was a strong Dao method approaching, and this sword pierced solidly, and if you didn't die, you had to lose half your life.

In order to save his life, the missionary pressed Yin Xiaomei to his back, and if he wanted to kill him, he had to pass the tip of his sword through her before he could stab him.

The despicable missionary did not move Lin Xiu, as if everything was under control.

"Heh, can you resist the killing?" Lin Xiu sneered.

"Four Elephant Sword Formation!"

Lin Xiu's physical strength was drained in an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, he could do such a despicable thing, what else could he not do.

"White Tiger Sword Technique!"

The peachwood sword slowed down and fell into Lin Xiu's hand, the sword flashed, the tip of the sword was only a millimeter away from the missionary's throat, and the neck was cut, spilling a trace of blood.

Frightened, the missionary let go of his hands, abandoned Bai Shan and Yin Xiaomei, and fled quickly!

are all frightened, the tip of the sword is a little closer, and the little life has to be explained here.

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