"Boom!"

The vast mystical power of the sea, swept away, and the terrifying coercion shrouded Mo Ling Peak, and the eyes of the sky were all cast into the void of the figure, which was the patron saint of the Ancient Spirit Temple, he stood quietly between heaven and earth, overlooking the ancient spirit domain, and took everything in the territory into his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With a wave of the Mo Palace's robe, the monstrous Xuan Power disappeared, and the terrifying coercion was also annihilated immediately, and the aura slowly converged, controlling the Xuan Force almost perfectly, proving that the cultivation was strong.

Slowly falling from the void, the pale and dry face no longer existed, and a ruddy color appeared, and the complexion was excellent, sweeping away the previous sickness.

The sleeping lion is awakened today.

"Bang!"

The Great Heaven Qi Xuanjie shattered into fragments of the sky, scattered out of thin air, the Xuanjie Tablet was dim, and the power of the pseudo-Tianzun was exhausted, except for Wen Linxuan, the other people involved were all pale, seeing this, the Lord of the Mo Hall flicked his fingers, and several mellow pills fell into the hands of Yan Hun and others.

After everyone took the pill, the pale color on their faces only then appeared a touch of ruddy, but they still needed to meditate, and then after saying goodbye to the Lord of the Mo Palace, Yan Hun and the others left Mo Lingfeng one after another.

The huge Mo Lingfeng, the rest of Wen Linxuan and Mo's father and daughter, and Ji Mengyue who was standing quietly on the side, their beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and when the former gave orders, he was like an emperor, commanding thousands of troops and horses, and his gestures exuded the aura of a superior.

"This time, I really want to thank the hall master. Lord Mo said gratefully.

Ask Lin Xuan waved his hand and said: "Just call me Lin Xuan, since I am a person from the Ancient Spirit Palace, this is what I should do, the so-called is a good shade under the big tree, and I can also get shelter under the towering tree of the hall master, so this is also for myself." ”

Hearing this, Hall Master Mo laughed: "Since you say so, then the Ancient Spirit Hall will always be your backing for asking Lin Xuan." ”

Wen Linxuan chuckled, and just as he was about to speak, a messenger shattered the void, and Miss Yan's voice sounded in vain in her heart.

"This jade slip is a symbol of the young master of the Xuantian Realm, as for the whereabouts of Master Wu, it is in the Liantian Mountain Range, but during this period of time, unknown forces have appeared in the mountain range, if you want to go, you must be careful. ”

Bowing his head and lowering his head, looking at the jade slip with the word "ask" in his hand, his eyes were full of doubts, it stands to reason that this jade slip is an important thing, but why did it appear in the hands of Master Wu, could it be that Master Wu had a connection with Xuantian Realm, for a while, he asked Lin Xuan to understand why.

"Hall Master, I have something to do, so I will retire first. "Ask Linxuan to hug his fists.

The Lord of the Mo Hall bowed slightly.

Under his gaze, he took Ji Mengyue and slowly disappeared on Mo Ling Peak.

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Towering mountains, rocks and ravines, like many stars, waterfalls flowing down from the heights, and makeshift wooden houses are built underneath.

"Wu Jinge, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, your alchemy has reached a higher level, admire and admire. ”

Inside the wooden house, a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, said to the old man in front of him.

"Hehe, the old man doesn't need to wait for such a dirty person to admire, as you said, more than ten years have passed, and Luo Mai still doesn't plan to stop!" the old man said in a deep voice.

If you ask Linxuan to be here, you can see at a glance that this old man who is called the envoy of the Wu realm is Master Wu, who has known him for many years.

The green-robed man shrugged his shoulders casually, and said lightly: "Luo Mai is indeed ready to stop, but just as he gave up, the waste young master appeared in the sight of us again, then we can't be blamed, what do you say." ”

Hearing this, Master Wu snorted coldly, simply closed his eyes, and prayed in his heart that you would be okay with Lin Xuan boy.

"My lord, Wen Linxuan is heading to the Liantian Mountain Range. The man of the Half Wall Realm said.

The green-robed man said lightly: "Then invite him to come and talk to Wu Jinge." ”

"Yes. The man in the half-wall realm of Luxuan said, and then turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared into the wooden house.

The man in the green robe said leisurely: "Come to someone to serve tea, and entertain the envoy of Wu Jing." ”

"Whoosh!"

Two streams of light shuttled through the dense woods, through the endless forest sea, and entered the Liantian Mountain Range.

"Master Wu is collecting medicine in the Liantian Mountain Range?" Ji Mengyue asked.

There are many fierce beasts in the Liantian Mountain Range, the mountains are steep, and the dangers are lurking, even the strong people of the True Self Realm do not dare to easily break into the depths, and it is rare for Master Wu to go alone to collect medicinal materials.

Asked Linxuan: "I hope so." ”

As soon as the words fell, he galloped away into the depths.

Beside the crystal clear stream, Wen Linxuan and Ji Mengyue galloped by, and suddenly a strong sense of crisis shrouded their hearts, and the next moment, a cold hand, through the void, went to the throat at a tricky angle, and the breath that was hidden very deeply exploded at this time.

The cold hand came into view, a sense of crisis came to his heart, and he stepped on it violently, and the vast mystical power rose from the soles of his feet, and he dodged the sudden attack in a thrilling way.

One move failed, the cold hand bent in vain, and five faint yellow lights covered the fingertips, grabbing horizontally, grabbing the void out of five cracks.

Wen Linxuan's eyes narrowed, his five fingers were together, and the dark power swept out, facing the cold hand that appeared in the pupils, and greeted it head-on.

"Bang!"

The air waves rolled, the clouds were swept away by this air wave, the strong wind raged the heavens and the earth, the stream turned into several water columns, rose to the sky, and two black shadows shot out backwards.

A crack was painted on the ground, and Wen Linxuan stepped on his big foot, stabilizing his body, feeling the numbness coming from his arm, and was slightly frightened, if it wasn't for the tempering of essence and blood, he would have been defeated under this blow.

Wen Linxuan's own cultivation is only the Lingxuan Perfection Realm, and he was able to resolve various crises before, relying on external forces, if he wants to defeat the person in front of him, he can only defeat him by exerting the power of destruction.

With eyes as sharp as a blade, he looked at the expressionless figure not far away, and when his gaze fell on his chest, Wen Linxuan's breath became cold in vain, because there was a word "Luo" embroidered on his chest, which was the clothing of the Luo clan in the Xuantian Realm.

"Xuantian Realm Luo Vein. ”

The expressionless man's face finally changed, and then he said slowly: "Yes, I am the person of Luo Mai, and I would like to ask you to talk to the envoy of Wu Realm this time." ”

The envoy of the Wu Realm in the mouth of the black-robed man should be Master Wu, but what he doesn't understand is why it is related to the Xuantian Realm, thinking that Master Wu has hidden some things, and these things must be inseparable from him.

"Where is Wu Jing's envoy now? Wen Linxuan asked.

The black-robed man said lightly: "Falling into the water stream." ”

The Falling Water Stream is a beautiful place in the Liantian Mountain Range.

"But half of the Xuan Realm, we will join forces to capture it. A faint fragrance filled the air, and Ji Mengyue appeared beside Wen Linxuan.

Looking at the beauty beside him, the corners of Wen Linxuan's mouth lifted a curvature, and he chuckled: "The hero sees the same." ”

The violent destructive power lingered around him, and Wen Linxuan was like a demon god of the underworld, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the black-robed man playfully.

The dress flutters, the hair flutters, and the delicate body shines brightly, like a pearl in the night.

The black-robed man felt these two terrifying auras, his face was slightly solemn, and his Xuan Li surged out without reservation, ready to meet the storm.

A faint voice sounded in vain between this heaven and earth.

"I'll go to the water stream, but I'll take you down before I do it again. ”

(To be continued.) ）