Over the Nai River, the dark clouds were still rolling, and a muffled thunder came out from time to time, and lightning flashed by.

On the shore, all the monks turned their heads to look at the one who spoke.

The monks who were watching were visibly overjoyed, and in their opinion, it was an unavoidable thing to put on a succession of good performances.

The person who spoke was indeed Qian Jue, but seeing that he was picking out his ears with his hands very casually, and he didn't even look at the two old men who made a move, he smiled and nodded at Lin Luo, which was regarded as a greeting.

For Qian Jue, Lin Luo has no good feelings, but he can't talk about hating it, it stands to reason that he is still Luo Bin's nephew, although this person is not too high in cultivation, but the dead wood branch he carries is really terrifying, just a random flick, almost beat him to death.

The master of the dead young monk came from a small sect, so of course he was cautious, but the elder of the Aoyang Sect, who was used to being arrogant, snorted coldly with his hands behind his back: "Where did the hairy boy come from, he dared to spit out wild words here. ”

Some of the monks who were originally standing a little closer to Qianjue, for fear of being implicated, quickly jumped away and kept a certain distance from them.

Qian Jue didn't look at the old man from beginning to end, but smiled at Lin Luo and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Luo shook his head, "Just them, I really didn't see them." ”

Qian Jue nodded with a smirk, "That's it, a bunch of clowns who jump beams, it's not worth mentioning." ”

The two sang and harmonized like this, and really turned a blind eye to the people around them, the old man of the Aoyang Sect, Tie Qing with an angry face, joined hands to shoot at Lin Luo before, and it was indeed a bit of a big bully to the small, and to bully the little with more, but the Aoyang Sect is a big sect, and it is used to doing arrogant and domineering things, especially the disciples of their own sect, and they are very protective of their shortcomings.

"Dare to ask where this little brother comes from?"

Qian Jue rolled his eyes, "You don't care where I come from." ”

Lin Luo has experienced this Qianjue's style, so he directly joked: "A person like him will not easily report to his family, you have to beat him, and if you are convinced, you will automatically say it." ”

The elder of Qian Jue's face was displeased: "I am kind enough to help you, but you are so kind to take revenge?" If I hadn't almost beaten you to death that day, I couldn't bear it, so I wouldn't have bothered to care about your idle business. ”

The two of you didn't say a word to me, and you didn't pay attention to these righteous sects and families at all.

The old man of the Aoyang Sect finally couldn't bear this kind of humiliation, and shouted, "That's enough!" and then looked at Lin Luo and Qian Jue coldly back and forth, "The old man, no matter what sect or sect you are, you have no elders at you, and you have to discipline and discipline your master." ”

Hearing this, Qian Jue was obviously stunned, then laughed, then put his hands to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted into the sky: "Master, someone wants to teach me a lesson for you." ”

The monks present were all relieved, this young man was so domineering, it turned out that his master was sitting here, no wonder.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the void, and the old man of the Aoyang Sect was obviously relieved, the words just now, if this made the young master hear, it really couldn't be good.

Seeing that there was no movement in the void, Qian Jue also breathed a sigh of relief, and said leisurely: "It's a shame that my master is not here, otherwise I have to kill you." ”

"Look for death!"

The old man of the Aoyang Sect finally got angry, according to his calculations, Qian Jue was just cultivating as an artistic conception, and he didn't need to use the Aoyang Bead he had refined to deal with him, he simply reached out and grabbed and pushed, and all the aura in front of Qian Jue was condensed, and then it actually burned.

This is to burn Qian Jue alive, and it can be clearly seen that this fire is too different from ordinary flames, and the whole color is black.

Lin Luo had seen this fire, and the flames spewed out by the Natal Dragon of the Black Dragon Elder were no different from this, but the flames of the Black Dragon Elder were already mixed with a trace of earthly fire.

Qian Jue was surrounded by this flame, and he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

One by one, the onlookers were roasted by the high temperature and unconsciously retreated, and their hearts were inevitably shocked, this kind of exercise was too cruel, and it was to burn the person in front of them to death.

Qian Jue's entire figure was surrounded by this flame, and he couldn't see it clearly at all.

The old man of the Aoyang Sect sneered cruelly.

Lin Luo squinted his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he felt that it was not interesting, this Qianjue was from Kunlun Mountain, how could he be killed so easily.

Sure enough, Qian Jue walked out directly with his hands behind his back and step by step on the flames.

The old man of the Aoyang Sect felt that it was too incredible, this "Spiritual Fire Technique" was originally obtained by him unintentionally in an abandoned monument, and it was paved with his own sect's cultivation exercises, although he was only cultivating in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm, but even the monks in the late stage of the Xuan Realm were fierce and auspicious in the face of this "Spirit Fire Technique", this young man was just like an artistic conception, how could he withstand this flame, unless he had some secret treasure on his body.

Qian Jue walked out of this flame completely, and did not forget to look back, "This fire is just right to use to barbecue a game." ”

Lin Luo nodded unusually approvingly, "You go get some fire, we can do the barbecue." ”

Qian Jue pursed his lips, "No, there's no place to put it." ”

The old man of the Aoyang Sect finally didn't dare to make a move easily, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Alas, I have to ask, I'm so curious," said he reached out into his arms, and after a while, he took out a square wooden card, on the wooden card, the word "Kunlun" was written vigorously and powerfully, and it exuded layers of light, and the wooden card was carefully examined, and the word "Kunlun" did not look like two words, but outlined a space, anyone who looked at these two words, there was a feeling of falling in.

When the old man of the Aoyang Sect saw this wooden card, the whole person was shocked, and his whole face became pale, even the monks who were watching around couldn't help but retreat back, and there was a hint of horror on their faces.

The Junyi disciple before the Aoyang Sect, or because he was robbed of the Aoyang Pearl by Lin Luo, was annoyed in his heart, and saw that the elders of his sect no longer moved, so he stepped forward and said viciously: "Where did you come from, don't look for death, get out!"

The old man of the Aoyang Sect is actually an elder, this time he is on the order of the sect, leading these disciples to come to practice, as for whether he can get the gods of the world, it is all fate, but this young and handsome disciple is the personal disciple of the sect master of the Aoyang Sect, named Jian Cong, who is usually arrogant and domineering in the sect, but now that he goes out to practice, how can his temperament be easy to change.

The old man of the unknown sect before, when he saw Qian Jue showing the wooden sign, the whole person quietly retreated, and then disappeared into the crowd.

At this point, the Aoyang Sect was pushed to the forefront, and the sects and families such as the Three Immortal Sect that were still clamoring also shut up.

"Aoyang Sect Ling Xun greets the seniors of Kunlun Mountain!"

Almost at the same time, all the monks bowed to Qian Jue with their fists in front of him, "Meet the seniors!"

Everyone bowed down, but Jian Cong of the Aoyang Sect looked at these people inexplicably.

Qian Jue's originally smiling face, seeing Jian Cong looking at everyone blankly, became gloomy, and sneered: "You are really not ordinary." ”

The name of the Aoyang Sect in the Ancient Continent is indeed okay, and it should be able to rank in the top fifteen, but in the face of Kunlun Mountain, these rankings are simply a joke, Ling Xun hurriedly shouted: "Be bold and simple, and don't meet the seniors of Kunlun Mountain when you see them." ”

Jian Cong's handsome face, his muscles trembled a few times, Qian Jue was obviously much younger than himself, but he had to be commensurate with his predecessors, how could he stand it when he was usually used to being domineering, but when he just wanted to speak ill of him, he was slapped on his body by Ling Xun, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"There are no elders, when I return to the sect, the old man will tell the sect master truthfully. ”

Then, he bowed to Qian Jue and said, "My disciple is not sensible, and I hope that my seniors will not be surprised." ”

Then he seemed to think of something again, turned around and bowed to Lin Luo and said, "Before, Ling Xun was blinded by the villain, and he actually had the guts to shoot at his seniors, and I hope that my seniors will not be like me." ”

Lin Luo felt ridiculous, these people are really like the grass on the wall, which side of the wind is strong and which way, now that Qian Jue has moved out of the signboard of Kunlun Mountain, these people should be afraid, so they have such a statement, if there is no Qian Jue, I am afraid that they are either injured now, or forced to jump into Naihe.

Qian Jue lazily took back the wooden card and said lightly: "You have to ask, it's not fun to know it." ”

After speaking, Lin Luo shouted: "Let's go, my identity has been recognized, it's not fun." ”

It is also unclear that these monks can do this, "Kunlun Mountain is very powerful?"

In addition, Lin Luo was a little puzzled by what Qian Jue did, and Qian Jue saw that Lin Luo was indifferent, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Luo's arm and said, "It's still playing, it's not interesting." ”

After speaking, he dragged Lin Luo away.

Including Ling Xun of the Aoyang Sect, it was not until Lin Luo and the two of them walked away that they dared to raise their heads quietly, and the rest of the disciples of the Aoyang Sect hurriedly trotted to pick up Jian Cong, who had a gloomy face, and Ling Xun also stepped forward and said lightly: "If I hadn't slapped you before, I'm afraid that you would have been more and less auspicious at this time, and the people of Kunlun Mountain couldn't afford to provoke us, and I was afraid that the entire ancient human race couldn't afford to provoke." ”

Ling Xun's words, Jane didn't listen to a word, and walked forward with a cold snort.

The elders of the Three Immortal Sect and other sects and families all wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

When did the Aoyang Sect lose its ugliness in front of the majority of monks, and now in such a scene, it can only take the old man of the unknown sect to get angry, and the disciples of the other sects and families also began to speak one-sidedly, saying that the young monk who was beaten to death by Lin Luo deserved it, and the old man was also suspicious, and even took advantage of the sympathy of the majority of monks, but when they looked for the old man again, there was no trace.