Chapter 27: The flesh and blood of the dragon clan is a great supplement for the wilderness!

"Guang Chengzi, after eating the Nine Turns Golden Pill, my injuries will be healed."

"Why, don't you believe in the Nine Turns Golden Pill of the Master Uncle, such a treasure?"

Lin Changqing snorted lightly and said towards Guang Chengzi.

These words immediately made Guang Chengzi frown.

He originally came to ask Lin Changqing why he had gone from being seriously injured and dying to being alive and now going down the mountain in just a moment.

But now as soon as Lin Changqing spoke, if he asked again, it would clearly mean that the master's nine-turn golden pill would not work, and it would be impossible for Lin Changqing to heal from his serious injuries.

Guang Chengzi could never say this.

"Senior Brother Changqing is joking, but he is afraid that he will not respect the rules of the sect and the laws of the master, although he was expelled from the sect, he hurt you after all."

"The Soul Eater Needle is extremely powerful, Master Zun ordered me to come, just to see Senior Brother, it's not good to leave any secret wounds."

Guang Chengzi said, looking at Lin Changqing's eyes, but he didn't seem to care.

Just as Lin Changqing thought, the current interception of the sect, at least on the surface, is still angry, and it is impossible for the disciples to move him.

Lin Changqing's guess in his heart was confirmed, and he just smiled lightly.

"I don't have to worry about my junior brother, although I am an acquired soul, but my innate soul is hard enough, and my injuries heal quickly."

"As for Senior Brother Guangchengzi, you are still in front of me, do you want to go down the mountain with me?"

"That's really good, my junior brother's cultivation is already a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and with my junior brother with me, I must be unscathed."

Lin Changqing said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

In the same way, Guang Chengzi couldn't be sure whether Lin Changqing was seriously injured or not injured at all.

After all, no one has used the Nine Turns Golden Pill to cure the serious injuries of the souls that exist in the Xuan Immortal Realm.

This kind of thing, who knows if it will work.

The value of the Nine Turns Golden Pill can't catch up with 100,000 Xuan Immortals, that is, the Sect Interception Saint looks like such a loser.

And following Lin Changqing down the mountain, Guang Chengzi didn't dare.

Lin Changqing just said a few words, but he explained it.

If he has three longs and two shorts, it means that he is not well protected, or he is simply his hand, and he will not be able to wash it when the time comes.

This kind of muddy crotch thing, he won't have no brains to do.

"Senior brother said that he laughed, his junior brother's cultivation is insufficient, and the flood is so dangerous, so he won't make people disliked."

Guang Chengzi sneered, but lightly mocked Lin Changqing.

You are not qualified to go to the wilderness, you are a Xuan Immortal, just delivering food.

Lin Changqing didn't care at all.

Twelve Golden Immortals, but so, each mouth is harder than the innate spirit treasure, and it is not that one of them has been abolished by himself.

Now, the only way to go to the flood wilderness is to practice.

Guang Chengzi slowly let go, and Lin Changqing jumped up and walked towards Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, there were already countless disciples of the Interpretation Sect who surrounded them, looking at Lin Changqing with great resentment.

They don't have as many brains as Guangchengzi, and they are usually used to relying on their identity as disciples of the Interpretation Sect, although they have the experience of those who expounded the Sect Immortals before, but if they don't do it themselves, they will be fine.

Besides, this Lin Changqing is so arrogant, how can he endure it!

"Lin Changqing!! You deceived the saints, pretended to be injured, and deceived the Nine Turns Golden Pill! ”

"Lin Changqing! You wait, the master is discerning, and he will not let the scum of the three religions like you exist! ”

"Lin Changqing ......"

The sound of scolding came, and Lin Changqing gradually frowned.

The clay man still has three points of anger, so he really thinks he is a sick cat.

"Presumptuous !!"

"Explain the immortals, the lesson of fearing to keep grandchildren is not enough, is it?"

"Believe it or not, in the name of the senior brother of the three sects, I will abolish you one by one!!"

Lin Changqing shouted angrily, and the blood and qi around his body surged, and the three thousand six hundred acupoints suddenly gushed out a maroon aura.

The breath of the whole body soared directly to the realm of golden immortals.

Under such momentum, he even pressed and beat the golden immortals, and directly beat him.

The current group of exposition immortals, where did they dare to stop in front, they were directly frightened and bloodless, and they fled into the distance one after another.

"Lin Changqing! You are so presumptuous, sooner or later you will be suppressed by the saints! ”

"Lin Changqing, why don't you ignore the laws of the three religions in vain......

"Lin Changqing!!"

The shouts of anger were still coming, but these exposition disciples had all run away.

"Hahahaha!!"

"The disciples of the exposition sect are all wise and brave, and the second master and uncle look at people so well."

"It is worthy of being a disciple of profound blessings and outstanding followers!"

Lin Changqing looked at all the disciples who had fled, and immediately laughed.

At this time, Guang Chengzi's face was already extremely dark.

These expounding disciples are really brainless.

I had to provoke Lin Changqing, and let Lin Changqing be humiliated.

As a disciple of the Interpretation Sect, he had no courage at all, and he was frightened by Lin Changqing and scattered as a bird and beast.

Even if he was standing somewhere, how could Lin Changqing dare to do it?

At this time, Guang Chengzi looked at Lin Changqing's place, and his face was gloomy.

An acquired soul, the Xuan Immortal Mole Ant, dares to be so arrogant.

Hum! After autumn, grasshoppers can't jump for a few days.

With a cold snort, Guang Chengzi turned around and flew towards the place where he explained the teaching.

As Lin Changqing expected, the disciples of the Interpretation Sect at this time did not dare to follow Lin Changqing, let alone make a move against Lin Changqing.

Especially the Twelve Golden Immortals, Guang Chengzi is no exception.

After all, Tongtian's mad move of suppressing the exposition of the Sect with the Zhuxian Sword Array was still in front of him, and no one dared to touch the saint's moldy head.

Except, of course, Lin Changqing.

Feeling that there was no breath behind him, Lin Changqing smiled indifferently and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

Although Lin Changqing is a Xuan Immortal cultivator, his strength is already a Golden Immortal.

The acupuncture points of the whole body operated, and the three thousand six hundred virtual images of gods and demons were all circulating at this time, and the power of qi and blood ran through the whole body.

Turning into a streamer, Lin Changqing went straight to Kunlun.

Traveling through the flood and famine, the years do not remember the year, and time is not valuable.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years since Lin Changqing left Kunlun.

Traveling through the flood wilderness, Lin Changqing has several places that he is ready to go.

Before I crossed over, I was a human race, but when I crossed over, the saints had not yet appeared, and the third sermon had not begun, and there were no human races at that time.

The Sanqing Religion was established 100,000 years ago, sanctification was naturally 100,000 years ago, and the human race was also born 100,000 years ago.

100,000 years have passed, and the first stop of Lin Changqing's trip at this time is to go to see where the human race is.

Where the human race is, Lin Changqing really doesn't know where it is, the flood is so big and boundless.

Kunlun Mountain is trillions of miles in size, which can accommodate countless earths in the previous life, even if it is the sun in the previous life, it has to be lined up in a line with millions of them, so there is a distance of such size.

And such a huge Kunlun Mountain, in the flood wilderness, is only the size of sesame.

Even if Lin Changqing knew that Nuwa created people on the coast of the East China Sea, it would not be easy to find the human race.

For thousands of years, Lin Changqing has walked countless distances, but he has not found the slightest trace of the human race.

Instead, I found some spiritual roots and killed some demon clans.

And plans often don't keep up with change.

Lin Changqing was walking in the wilderness, and when he was crossing the mountains, the remnants of attacks that tore through mountains and rivers and shattered rivers and seas appeared in front of him.

And here they are fighting!

Lin Changqing frowned slightly, and at this time, the sound of angry shouts in the distance had already come.

"Hahahaha! I heard that the flesh and blood of the dragon clan is a great supplement for the wilderness! I'm going to taste it today! ”