"This kid has an aura that I am so familiar with, why is Benjun so angry when he sees him?" The Thousand Illusion Demon Lord's eyes flickered, and the terrifying fluctuations that emanated from the outside gradually converged, and after a moment, he seemed to be casual, and his eyes closed again.

He didn't know that after he took Su Hongxi away, his memories with the latter would briefly overlap, and some of his impressions would disappear with him, but after he experienced a thousand years of dark and lonely life, the first breath that belonged to Lin Zixuan could not be forgotten no matter what!!

"The kid of the Su family is a little unusual." At the moment when everyone's tongue was overwhelmed, the city lord stared at Su Hongxi for a long time, and after a while, he retracted his gaze and smacked his tongue slightly.

Suddenly, after he turned his eyes to look at Lin Zixuan, who was majestic on the platform, the gaze on his face became intriguing.

……

"Damn! What kind of power is this, that kid can't be obsessed? Zhao Yiying's face was full of disbelief, and in his trance, his face suddenly became hideous, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

On the battlefield, the dark aura of ink lingered in the air, isolating all light sources, as if the ring in the void was in the Senluo Hell, and Lin Zixuan, who was walking with his head high, was the only master here, like a true god in the dark.

Knock, knock, knock! With every step Lin Zixuan took, the ripples in the void fluctuated with the space, and the white elephant of the Xuanling Spirit standing above his head was eroded by the evil veins, and in an instant, it shattered into a majestic white light, swallowed up by the boundless darkness.

Zhao Yiying's whole body was trembling, the collapse of the Xuanling White Elephant trampled his self-confidence to the ground, his pride, glory and everything no longer existed, this strong stimulation made his eyes wander, from now on, this became his eternal nightmare, making his Dao heart lack for life.

Lin Zixuan was indifferent to this, his right hand was raised slightly, and the billowing demonic qi turned into a three-foot long sword, and when his wrist twisted, the long sword broke through the air with his shadow-like figure, and under the latter's panic, it slashed straight at his throat.

The blood-red blood was like a danxia soaked sky, shining particularly bewitching against the background of darkness, Zhao Yiying curled up like a lamb to the slaughter, blood dripping down his neck like a bead, but he was still conscious, he could feel the pain, and he could also feel Lin Zixuan's strength, which was a height that he could not look up to.

Lin Zixuan looked down at him like a god, his face was extremely indifferent, and after half a sound, he spit out a sentence, "Kill you, I'm afraid it will dirty my hands." ”

It would have been a shame to say it to others, but it was a natural sound in his ears, as if he had picked up a life under the scythe of death; He bowed to the latter desperately, and fled the battlefield like crazy.

"It's disgusting to be useless and lose your mother's face!" The big man with the blood-red birthmark scolded angrily, his previous good impression was gone, and he was very aggrieved.

The Royal Beast Villa was a complete failure this time, not only did no disciples rush into the top ten, but it was suspected that the inheritors of their sect's reverence for Xuanzhen Daoist were actually greedy for life and afraid of death, what kind of face did this give them to guide the country in this Wanhua feast? They desperately want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

So, when Lin Zixuan recovered, the bald man with the blood-red birthmark said goodbye to the city lord early, and led the disciples of the whole sect to leave quickly.

"It's terrifying!" After many people looked at that figure, their hearts were shocked to the point of no return, and they couldn't help but gasp, Zhao Yiying's strong strength is obvious to all, but he was still defeated by Lin Zixuan, which made everyone speculate, this young man from Tianlan City, where is his limit?

At the same time, Ye Chenxi's heart was also up and down, he regarded Xia Haochu as his lifelong enemy, so naturally he didn't take others in his eyes, but he looked sideways at Lin Zixuan at the moment, this was not the reason for the former, but the latter's strength won respect for him.

"Not bad, not bad, this little guy is really good, Brother Qi, Brother Qi, your Tianlan City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!" The man in red praised loudly, he was Qi Qianming's fellow disciple, and he was also the deputy city lord of this galaxy capital, Liuye Prefecture.

Qi Qianming was silent, he despised Lin Zixuan because of his previous behavior, and he felt a little reluctant in his heart, which made him, who had always been strong, blame himself, and vowed to find an opportunity to make up for Lin Zixuan in the future.

"Little junior brother, you did a good job!" Xia Haochu patted Lin Zixuan's shoulder heavily, and at the same time, the people around him were even more bright-eyed and excited, because the glory of this victory not only belongs to Lin Zixuan himself, but also belongs to the soldiers of Tianlan City.

In the hot pursuit of the younger generation, some old people looked up at the sky with sad faces, and said to themselves: "The evil demons are rampant and unstoppable, is this a prelude to the disaster of our great country?"

These people's worries are not unreasonable, whether it is the mysterious black-robed man or Lin Zixuan, they all use domineering magic to defeat the holy divine skills on the opposite side, which also symbolizes in a certain way that good does not suppress evil, but the imperial exercises are all-encompassing, and the law does not explicitly prohibit them, although some evil exercises are not recognized by the world, but cultivation is harmless.

"Little bastard, let you jump for a while, and when you fall, you will lose face and prostrate at my feet, and you can't survive or die!!" Yuan Chen glanced at Lin Zixuan with a vicious gaze, even if the latter defeated Zhao Yiying, it was still not enough in front of him.

As the familiar feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, Su Hongxi opened his eyes again, looked ahead with interest, and said casually: "Country man, how can you deserve to have the classics of my clan and abolish him for me."

The black-robed man didn't speak, as if the robot had been instructed to jump onto the stage, and at the moment when his finger fell on Lin Zixuan, a silver-robed young man with an arc of his whole body blocked in front of him, his unruly eyes looked at the former, and said with a smile: "You are good, you are worth my shot!"

He stepped up and stepped into the platform, which suddenly made Lei Tiannuo in the void angry, and scolded in his heart: "Nonsense, what nonsense!" Lei Lin, Lei Lin, exposing your strength so early, how confident and stupid are you to make such a childish behavior. ”

Su Hongxi looked at this scene, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said: "I allow you to unseal all your strength and abolish this eye-opening thing!"

The figure hidden under the black robe began to tremble slightly after hearing the words.

Lei Lin looked at this scene, there was disdain in his eyes, he thought that this opponent would let him show all his strength, but he didn't expect it to be a useless vase, he was cowardly before fighting, and he had lost half of this battle.

But he didn't know that the trembling of the black-robed man was not because of fear, but a long-lost joy, the joy of regaining control of the power that had been sealed for a long time!!