Everybody is watching.

Kui Lin is not afraid, this was once a Dao City, a royal city built by people in the Daomen, and as a junior who appeared here because of fate, he had a strange emotion in his heart.

The old woman in front of her looked very short, at most only as tall as Kui Lin's half-body.

Kui Lin looked at her, she smiled and said: "Come to my mother-in-law's inn to rest, clean and safe, you haven't rested much since you came to this city, your mother-in-law will give you a pot of sweet wine, eat some barbecue, and your mood will be better." ”

Kui Lin turned around, the streets were no longer shrouded in fog, and he felt a slight change in the city.

He nodded, and walked into the inn.

And when he walked into the inn, the mother-in-law behind him showed a smile to the people standing at the door on the street, and the smile was gentle and revealing an indescribable weirdness.

Saruman looked at this scene, he knew very well that the old witch was eyeing Kui Lin, if Kui Lin was in the state when he first came, he believed that no one would dare to rashly attack Kui Lin's idea, because although Kui Lin's aura at that time was not strong, but that sense of mystery, faintly revealing a sense of sharpness, was enough to make those perceptive beings in this city cautious.

If Kui Lin's mission at that time suddenly approached, it would be enough to startle them.

But at this time, Saruman could see that the aura on Kui Lin's body was much weaker, and it could be seen with the naked eye that his face had aged a lot, and it was not as shiny as before.

And there is a rule on this street, that if outsiders want to gain a foothold, they must have a shop here, or they will be constantly harassed and hunted by the city.

Only by having a shop, which is equivalent to the inhabitants here, can escape the rejection of this city.

If you have your own house, you will be recognized by the people on this street.

And when he saw that Kui Lin had just been swept away by the black mist, but when he came out again, the whole person seemed to be much weaker, so they all had ideas.

It's just that now the old witch who runs the inn has given him a head start.

Moreover, in their hearts at this time, as long as they enter this witch's house, it will be difficult to come out again.

On this street, they are all paying attention to this inn, wanting to see if Kui Lin will be swallowed up by this inn or escape.

There was a humanoid creature standing at the window, licking his lips with his full face, as if he had been spoiled by Kui Lin, and he jumped out of the window after everyone had closed the door, and the moment he hit the ground, his body disappeared into the blue light.

He walked to the edge of the inn and looked through the broken window. He knew very well that this dwarf black witch in this was very evil, and since she occupied this inn, the people who entered her inn had never come out again.

He looked into the room through the window and saw the newcomer sitting at a table, carrying a long box on his back, which he had heard of as a magic weapon of a certain school in the Heavenly World, but he didn't know how useful it was.

The dwarf black witch came out with a plate of meat, a jug of wine, and a pair of knives, forks, and dishes.

Kui Lin didn't move the knife and fork, his eyes were not fiery eyes, and he couldn't see what the meat in the dish was, but he could feel a sense of danger on it, faintly, there was a sense of pinpricks.

Evil permeated the room.

Kui Lin looked at the dwarf mother-in-law in the dim light and said, "Now that I've come in, what means do you have to use it?" ”

"Hehe, hehe, the young man is anxious, over the years, none of the people who have entered my inn have ever gone out. The dwarf mother-in-law said with a smile, she raised her head at this time, and Kui Lin saw clearly that her teeth were actually pitch black, and when she spoke, black gas came out of her mouth.

"Mainly I heard that in this city, you must have a shop to be considered a resident of this city, and opening an inn has always been a little dream of mine, so please let it go to me!" Kui Lin's voice was not afraid of it, but the kind of people who eavesdropped outside the windowsill had a feeling of fright.

He also wanted to hunt Kui Lin just now, and he also saw that Kui Lin seemed to have experienced something, and his whole body became weak.

And now, this human being is so strong, is it pretended, or is it really so unfathomable?

There was no smile on the dwarf mother-in-law's face, and she suddenly felt that she might be in a bit of a hurry, but she had already reached this point, and there was still a way out.

And she also believed that she would definitely win, even if she was desperately injured, she would eat this cultivator.

Kui Lin's dress, as well as the style of the sword box on his back, those who have a history and inheritance on this street can think of the cultivators recorded in the classics.

Cultivators used to be an extremely powerful force in the Heavenly World, but then they suddenly disappeared for some reason, and there were very few people who became very few.

Now that she has met one, she believes that the people on the street will want to catch him, deconstruct him, and extract the inheritance of the cultivator from him.

"Hehe, mother-in-law, I want to see what kind of ability the cultivator has. ”

Before she spoke, she had already seen a flash of light flash from the sword box on Kui Lin's back.

A flash of gold and silver intertwined light slashed down towards the center of the dwarf mother-in-law's eyebrows.

And the dwarf mother-in-law was scattered like a mirror at the moment when she was pierced by the sword light.

"Hey, hey, hey......" There was an eerie laugh from inside the dimly lit inn.

The laughter made people shine out the window, and the humanoid creature outside the window hurriedly covered his ears, but he had suffered a lot from this laughter.

It's a laugh with a name: "Mother-in-law's infrasound mockery!"

This is an improved version of the unique Black Magic.

Kui Lin only felt that his head was a little swollen, and the green tendons on his forehead were throbbing.

But that's limited to that, his own magic resistance is already high, and at this time, the sword light flickered and slashed in the void, and faintly, it actually slashed the voice erratically.

Although his head was swollen, he was trying to capture the source of the laughter.

The clear light on his body surged, and the sword light was like a shining gold and silver electric spark, flickering everywhere.

In Kui Lin's perception, this malice was everywhere, and the negative energy everywhere in this inn covered up the true identity of the dwarf mother-in-law, making it impossible for him to find it.

He knew that if his deity was here, and the samadhi true fire in the primordial divine light on his body gushed out and spread all over this inn, that dwarf mother-in-law would not be able to escape at all.

He closed his eyes, and his primordial light seemed to have flies falling on it, and more and more, densely.

Even the sword in his hand had flies about to fall, but it was scattered by the sword light just before it landed.

But the flies continued to move forward, and more and more, and finally, there was black to wrap the sword in.

The sword light is no longer sharp and dazzling.

Looking out the window, he sighed in his heart, for he knew that this new human was dead, invaded by the black magic of the dwarf witch, and no one could escape.

The sky in Kui Lin's mental world turned black and covered with dark clouds, and the sword in his hand became made of clay at some point, quickly weathering in the wind and scattering into dust, and at the same time he found that his body appeared black spots.

The dark clouds in the sky slowly formed a huge face, which pressed down from the sky, gray, gloomy, and huge.

Kui Lin was like a small ant at this moment, he clearly felt the erosion of darkness, and in his heart, there was also the image of a dwarf black wizard sketching.

The moment her appearance was sketched, a strong sense of terror surged in the heart of the dwarf black witch.

Then, in her consciousness, she saw a brilliant sword light that seemed to come from outside the sky, slashing through the heavens and the earth, the sea of spirits, and the innate spells and negative energy force fields on her body.

This sword went straight to her spiritual roots, even if the spiritual core was divided into several parts, but each one was seen, seen, and felt, and this sword light seemed to exist at the same time because it saw and felt, and almost at the same time, her consciousness was cut off.

The people outside the window only saw the dim sword light in Kui Lin's hand, which suddenly shone brightly, and almost at the same time, the oil lamps suddenly burst into flames, as if they were devils rushing towards Kui Lin.

However, the light of the fire dimmed in the shining sword light, and then extinguished, only to see the sword light shining in the darkness, and then returning to the sword box.

Outside, under the windowsill, he turned around and left, he felt a great horror, a pure murderous intent as if piercing his soul.

And the whole street saw the light shining in the eaves of the inn's door, and then the sound of swords circulating in the void, and then the lights in the inn were extinguished.

Everyone remembers that the lights inside have not been extinguished since the dwarf Dark Witch came to this inn.

And now the lights are out, and at the same time everyone can faintly hear a cry of terror, which is the wail before death.

After a while, the lights in the inn came on again, and then the door was opened, only this time the person who appeared at the door was not the dwarf mother-in-law, but Kui Lin, who everyone thought might not be able to get out.

"Cultivator, it is really as mysterious and terrifying as the legend!"

Kui Lin did not come out, but returned to the inn, and he found the body of the dwarf mother-in-law, whose body had been cut in half by a sword, and the transcendent items on her body had been shattered, leaving behind a storage bag containing some things.

There's a wizard's book, spellcasting materials, and some everyday items, as well as some quirky stuff.

He didn't look too much, rolled up his things, went to the second floor, found a clean room, untied the sword box and put it on the table in the bedroom, lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

He was indeed sleepy, and he had not rested since he came out of the world of that Tiandu Mountain disciple.

Generally speaking, a person with a cultivation like him doesn't need to sleep, but he slashed through the void, and just now he fought against the heavenly curse scene of many years ago, and the primordial gods were all refined once, and his physical body was even more damaged, so he quickly fell asleep.

The physical body and the spirit repair themselves.

There are all kinds of beings on this street, all thinking that the dwarf witch is dead, so this monk still has some strength.

One by one, the mind is alive.

Even Saruman wanted to get his hands dirty.

He knew that Kui Lin was terrifying, and now when he thought back to that sword light, he had a feeling of horror.

Faintly, he also felt that the sword box was very not simple.

At this moment, I finally couldn't hold it back.

A shadow entered the inn, and it cautiously headed towards the second floor, where it had the smell of life.

It had to be cautious, because the dwarf dark wizards who were all the strongest on this street were dead. And before, there was a big battle with that white robe, and it is said that there is no difference between victory and defeat.

But in the white-robed and locked library, if you can still win or lose, it means that this person is stronger than the white-robed wizard Saruman.

So he was very careful, it was just the legend about the monk that attracted him, and it is said that every monk has a treasure all over his body, like a dragon.

The same rarity, the same treasure inside and out.

The shadows kept approaching, and when he came to the bedroom where Kui Lin was sleeping, he saw Kui Lin lying on the bed, breathing deeply, as if he was really asleep.

It was excited in its heart, and secretly thought: Could it be that this cultivator has been seriously injured, and he has just reached the end of his crossbow, and now he is no longer able to maintain it?

When it was excited, it saw the sword case on the table.

There was a layer of clear light surging like flames on the top of the sword case.

It approached step by step, and it thought that this horror was an artifact, and it approached step by step.

Suddenly, a strong killing force appeared, and it was terrified in its heart, and it had already seen a ray of light fly out of the sword box.

The sword groaned and flowed, resounding and fluttering through the streets.