Transform into a god!

As the first person in the court and opposition of the Dayin Dynasty and the background of the son of a thousand-year-old family, what strange things has Luo Mingchuan not seen?

But Lin Yun is in the Divine Realm......

It's not that Luo Mingchuan has doubts about his daughter, but this matter is impossible in his cognition.

"Jinghong, could it be that you are mistaken?"

Luo Mingchuan euphemistically said what he thought was the only possibility.

"No!"

"You just believe in him like that?"

Luo Jinghong looked determined: "Master is low-key, and he has never revealed his true cultivation to others, but Daddy, do you think, if my master is not in the Divine Realm, why did he let Mu Daoren and the people of the Hundred Heavens Prison retreat without a fight?" ”

You must know that when the Mudao people hid a hundred years ago, they were already in the late Yuan Infant period, and coupled with his extraordinary comprehension of swordsmanship, his strength under full strength was comparable to the early stage of the transformation of gods.

Now that another hundred years have passed, who knows if he has gone further?

If you want to defeat the Mudao people, I am afraid that you can't do it in a steady and steady transformation realm.

What's more, what Luo Jinghong said, Lin Yun is a trick and a style, and he scared him away!

That's not something that ordinary Transformation Realm can do.

But even so, Luo Mingchuan still didn't believe that Lin Yun was really in the Transformation God Realm.

In today's immortal cultivation world, one or two golden pills cannot be cultivated in a hundred years, and Yuanying is even rarer, enough to be proud of one side.

As for the Yuan Baby, it is already available but unattainable, extremely rare, but it is not nothing.

In the country of Dayin alone, Luo Mingchuan knows no less than ten people, but most of them are far away from the world and rarely appear in recent years.

There are still some things that Luo Mingchuan doesn't know.

For example, among the monks of the four kingdoms of Nanli, Xiyue, and Beiyuan, there are also strong people who transform gods.

Luo Mingchuan suddenly wanted to take care of this matter.

Regardless of whether Lin Yun was in the God Realm or not, his realm would definitely not be low.

The point is that he is not yet twenty years old!

Give him another twenty years, who would dare to imagine what a peerless gesture it would be!

Such people must be befriended, and sooner rather than later!

"Jinghong, when does Lin Yun plan to do it?"

"Tomorrow!"

Luo Mingchuan strode towards the door: "Go, follow me to see your second uncle!" ”

......

Outside Huyang Town, Longquan Temple.

When the seven sects and four families went to the Liuyun Immortal Sect, the momentum was huge, and there were more than a thousand people.

On the way back, he saw the aura on the Tateyama River, and the visions were numerous, and his curiosity drove everyone to give up the sword and go down to the bank of the Tateyama River, but they unexpectedly fell into an ambush set up by the Heavenly Capital Prison in advance.

Under the stubborn resistance, six or seven hundred people were folded, and the remaining three hundred or so people were imprisoned in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Longquan Zen Temple.

Less than half of these centaurs first inhaled the poisonous mist and lost their combat power, and then they were fed the elixir that suppressed their cultivation and became lambs to be slaughtered.

All of them are extremely hot, and there is a lot of grievance in Pingyang.

Especially Mo Shengzhuan, who finally stepped into the early stage of the Yuan Infant, was caught by someone with such a despicable means before he had time to show his strength, and he spurted out several mouthfuls of old blood on the spot, and fainted directly.

However, among the seven sects, there are also some sane and sober people who have been thinking hard about how to get out.

At the beginning, everyone unanimously pinned their hopes on the two sects of Mida Sect and Lingxi Immortal Island.

The Mida Sect specializes in physical cultivation, and is much stronger than others in terms of anti-poison.

Lingxi Xiandao is proficient in medical skills and also has the ability to save himself.

It was an unprecedented tacit understanding at the time of the life and death of the people of the rest of the sects, and they all blocked behind the door to sentry, buying time for the Mida Sect and the people of Lingxi Immortal Island.

"Island Master Rong, how's it going?"

Rong Yueqing, the owner of Lingxi Immortal Island, sat cross-legged at this time, using the sect exercises to detoxify, judging from the sweat that couldn't stop dripping on her face, the poison in it was by no means simple!

Rong Yueqing shook her head, opened her eyes and looked at the people of the Mida Sect on the side.

The original bronzed skin of several people in the Mida Sect faintly appeared black because of the discharge of toxins.

"I'm afraid it won't work, even if you force the poison out, you will run out of energy, and you will still be unable to rush and kill after a while, and let others slaughter you."

A disciple of the Mida Sect said.

The atmosphere gradually became a little depressed, and some people began to lose their seats.

"I knew I shouldn't have taken this trip, wouldn't it be good to rest at home, I have to fight for that brand, and now I have to take my life!"

"Who, after all, was this the idea in the first place?"

Everyone looked at Murong Yi in unison.

Murong Yi was demoted from an elder to a miscellaneous servant, and he was still angry, but when he saw that everyone was pointing the finger at him, he was immediately annoyed: "I did propose it to Liuyun Immortal Sect, but didn't you also agree?" Now it's all my fault! ”

In the main hall, sighs came and went.

Then came a dead silence.

"Seniors, senior brothers, who still has the sound transmission jade on him?"

Qian Shulian heard the mention of Murong Yi, and suddenly remembered that he used the sound transmission jade to inform Mo Shengyi of the matter.

As soon as they heard the sound transmission jade, everyone became excited again.

"Yes, yes, who has jade, hurry up and call someone!"

"Thanks to Miss Chishu's reminder, we almost forgot about this stubble!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all shook their heads helplessly.

The hope that had just been ignited was extinguished in an instant.

Qian Shu Ren continued to cheer everyone up: "Don't be discouraged first, even if you can't notify the sect, there will definitely be other ways!" ”

"What's the method?"

"The younger generation hasn't thought of it for the time being, but one person is short, everyone is long, everyone thinks of a way together, it's better than doing nothing and waiting to die."

Murong Yi sneered: "The matter has come to this, what else can be done?" Did you Miss Qianshu take the group to fight with the people outside, or did you go out and beg for mercy and beg them to let us go? ”

When everyone is in deep despair, the speed of negative energy is extremely fast.

This group of righteous people who usually boast of treating death as if they were at home and are not afraid of evil spirits can hardly find a trace of blood in their bodies.

Qian Shulian was still comforting everyone bitterly: "Seniors, the Liuyun Immortal Sect is only a few dozen miles away from here, if we can send someone out to deliver the letter, maybe we can be saved!" ”

Speaking of the Liuyun Immortal Sect, everyone unconsciously remembered Lin Yun, and everyone's eyes lit up again.

This is the real light, the real life-saving straw!

Soon, however, the light in everyone's eyes dimmed again.

Or that question, how to report the message?

Besides, the seven sects and four families have offended the Liuyun Immortal Sect, why should people save you at this time?

Qianshu said pitifully: "The juniors are also familiar with the seniors of Lin, and they are willing to be the messengers of this message, but they need the seniors to work together to help the juniors temporarily suppress the toxins in their bodies." ”

"You're going? What if you don't come back? What if they alarm the people outside and kill all the people here in a fit of rage? ”

Murong Yi snorted coldly, and said in a weird way.

A trace of mist appeared in Qianshu's beautiful eyes, and he bit his lip aggrievedly: "If the senior Murong insists on treating people with the heart of a villain, he will never say the words of the junior." ”