The churning waves rolled around, centering on the young man who had suddenly arrived here, and the waves around him seemed to recede.

And he, hovering quietly in the air, his sleeves fluttering, like an independent white-clothed immortal.

The man whose name he didn't know looked blankly at the gaze that was cast at him. I don't know if I'm in the wrong place? Otherwise, how could it be?

The night was completely dark, the stars in the sky became smaller, the light became faint, the silver-white moon still hung high, and around it, there must have been those different sights that pierced through the clouds.

The young man raised his head and looked at the sky, a hint of indescribable anxiety flashing across his face.

The old man with the hat looked at the stranger who had suddenly arrived and looked at him carefully. It seems that it is not like it is with these people, so you can be a little more relieved, to be honest, just the monk with the protector of the law, the woman in red, the scholar with a spiritual pen and the blind piano master, these four people are enough to give their old people who have just come out of the "coffin" a headache Becoming useless, like a chicken rib-like existence, the woman who created the mysterious sea of flowers cut off many of her back hands left in the sea, so ingenious that it is impossible to describe in words, few people can so easily cut off the "small world" created by a person who already has a "god", and does not have to pay any blood price.

The old man's brows were furrowed, but another thought became extremely firm, that is, this towering mountain, in which there must be something that his own group longed for,—— immortality! That is, the means of immortality, just like those characters in history, unfounded legends are the most unscrupulous, so this matter must be true! Before these people appeared, the old man still had some doubts, but now he can actually be completely sure that there must be legendary treasures among them!

I believe that the ancient beings around me also think like this, one after another, so many people came, and it was all because of this sudden appearance of the mountain, if there was nothing in it, no one would believe it. From their eyes, a lot of information has been revealed.

are all calculating gains and losses, so it will become constrained to make a move.

Lin Futian smiled, this is exactly what he wants to see, the human heart, no matter when, can not withstand scrutiny, this group of temporary camps is just because of the sudden appearance of strangers in his line and temporarily stood together, if they were twisted into a rope, Lin Futian would never believe it. A group composed of interests, under the real interests, few people will choose to selflessly fulfill others.

Who isn't a selfish person? Don't admit it.

"Who the hell is this person, why don't I even know the existence of this person?" Nangong Qixi wondered.

The "lazy monk" looked at the man in the gray and white linen clothes over there, his face was a little strange, he looked at the "Qin Sheng" who was also wearing this on the side, and said with a smile: "Say, Brother Qin Sheng, have you and that person ever bought clothes in the same clothing store? Why are your clothes so similar?"

"Long Branch" rolled his eyes.

When is it, and do you still have the heart to joke?!

The man who stroked the qin with both hands smiled, "Maybe I really bought clothes in the same store as him, but I don't know," he "looked" at the monk on the dew, and continued: "Bald donor, have you forgotten? I'm blind......" He lifted the qin slightly, and the qin hovered in the air, for the "Qin Saint", he smiled shallowly at the corner of his mouth, and the sound of the piano continued.

Lin Futian looked at the huge "water lotus" over there, because of the wind pressure brought by the man, so around him, the waves surged, as if a huge "water lotus" bloomed. The man seemed to be aware of Lin Futian's gaze, and also looked at Lin Futian. Lin Futian's eyes were deep, looking at the man's eyes, an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, but he quickly calmed down.

The man's eyes, like his own, had experienced a thousand deaths that he couldn't choose.

The man in the distance looked at the huge flower at the bottom of the sea and pursed his lips, thinking that it was nothing more than that. There are a lot of flowers in the world, and he has actually seen a lot of flowers like this, so he just feels a pity for this flower that obviously looks like it was arranged in a hurry.

He turned his gaze to the sea around him.

The man's face turned a little ugly.

Who had set up the world? Why was it so rough?, he looked at the old man with the hat on his head, and looked at him.

Oh, it turns out that he is still a god-canon?It seems that times have really changed, and such a person can be a god?The man frowned, and then sighed.

The other party was also looking at him.

The man felt a little uncomfortable, so the old man in the hat who was looking at him instantly hovered in front of his eyes with two slender "long needles", squeezed by a lot of air. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead, and his eyes stared at the two dazzling "long needles" that appeared in front of his eyes unconsciously, even in the evening, they could still see clearly under the moonlight, as if the man deliberately let the old man see it.

The old man has a relative, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now, his two eyeballs would probably be blown up by the two slender "long needles", as for whether they can be repaired, it depends on whether those exploded eyeballs can be pieced together, but according to the old man, most of them are impossible.

The Mai man standing on the surface of the sea shook his head, a little disappointed.

Too weak to be interested.

The old man's fingers were like hooks, tightly clasping the two "long needles", his two hands were cut by the cold light around the "long needles" Dense cracks, the white light "melted" the old man's blood, revealing two white hand bones, and the "long needles" were finally changed by the water vapor essence in the old man's hands, finally

The old man pressed his hand down, and the "long needle" was nailed into the sea surface and landed on the "petals" on the bottom of the sea.

Two huge splashes exploded on the surface of the sea, and the eyes of the people around him looked at the young man with a hint of fear.

This man is not something they can deal with. It's going to die!

Who hasn't been going around and around in the rivers and lakes for many years, and finally got to the current position, and they are all people who have survived in the big battles until now, and who wants to die now? Therefore, some people in the crowd have left one after another, and there are not many people left.

Looking at the people who kept leaving, the old man known as the "fireman" scolded "coward", and then looked at the young man with a stream of wind wrapped around him, and the flames in his eyes overflowed his sockets, which looked extremely dazzling in the night.

It is better to die than to live, and many old people who have just walked out of the "coffin" will soon return to the "coffin" after a short look at the scenery outside.

To live to another time without these people may be another success.

How should this be played?

Those who left used their magic powers to disappear into this sea, but there were still some people who did not go far, and were ready to wait for these people to lose both before taking action and reaping the benefits of the fisherman. There are many people who think the same way, so when two people who were supposed to leave suddenly meet somewhere, it becomes very embarrassing. They could only laugh awkwardly, then wave goodbye, maybe find another place, or a few people in a group, and say how to distribute the treasure when the time comes?

There are too many strange things in the world, and I have seen a lot of them, so I don't think it's strange at all, but I understand it, and I will smile heartily.

Lin Futian smiled, looked at the old man whose hands had turned into white bones, and said, "I said that our opponent is not you. ”

The old man named "Lin Dongge" moved his hands full of white bones, and there were many dots of water essence on the white bones, surrounding those white bones, and began to "repair" the white hand bones, and the strange white blood began to grow, using the "water quality" in the small world to repair the hands that turned into white bones, which is not a luxury.

You must know that these "water quality" are the most fundamental things in this "small world", once reduced, it will inevitably affect the fundamental operation of this "small world", so the old man's move is undoubtedly a very bold move.

The old man looked at Lin Futian and said with a smile: "You should know how much the word immortality attracts us, so even if your enemy is not us, we will naturally become your enemy, this is an inevitable thing, I believe you also understand." ”

Lin Futian nodded, "You are also a reasonable person, but ......" Lin Futian looked at the old man, "Do you think that the things in there can really make you immortal? What does not belong to you, no matter what efforts you make, will not change anything." ”

The old man looked at the dozen or so old men who were still at the peak of their combat power around them, and then said to Lin Futian: "This kind of thing can only be known until it has been fought. ”

Lin Futian smiled and drew his sword

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Not far away.

The young man who was originally blank-eyed suddenly hugged his head and bent over after seeing Zhao Jingzhi on the edge of the forest burial, trembling, as if he remembered something, and those lost memories, whether correct or not, reappeared in the man's mind.

He still remembered the dilapidated thatched hut, the earth-shattering explosion, the man who left, the woman who danced the lion, that time and never to see him again......

The wind and waves on the sea suddenly attacked Lin Futian and his party.

Lin Futian's eyes shrank, and Nangong Qixi and the others were also unexpected, and looked at the man in surprise.

The man in sackcloth with a happy face stood in front of Zhao Jingzhi, who looked frightened, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently touched Zhao Jingzhi's cheek.

"You haven't changed. The man smiled.

Before seeing her, the world in the man's eyes was like dust.