78 Lianjun, what are you?

Lin Xiuwen and the black-armored soldiers shuttled to the edge of the blood-colored battlefield.

"Brother Lin, walk more than a hundred miles ahead, and you can get there!" said a black-armored soldier named He Quan in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit, pointing ahead and saying to Lin Xiuwen.

Since the beginning of the escape, everyone has no smiles, and the atmosphere along the way is extremely dull, and now that they are almost at the logistics camp, the atmosphere is a little better. However, Lin Xiuwen faintly felt that Zhang Meng was a little too dull, and what was even more strange was that the other party secretly observed him all the way.

This made Lin Xiuwen feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. However, there was not the slightest trace on his face, as if he was completely unaware of it. At that moment, he happily responded and said: "Well, that's the case, that's great!"

"yes, it's good to be alive! I never dreamed that I would be alive this time, haha~" A black-armored soldier answered.

"Thanks to Brother Lin this time!"

"Yes, yes, if it weren't for Brother Lin, our bodies would have been cold at this time......"

"Speaking of which, when I first met Brother Lin, I was still thinking that with such a little Jindan monk, eighty percent of them would not survive...... I really didn't expect it, I didn't guess the ending correctly. ”

Everyone laughed and laughed, and Lin Xiuwen was not accosting, after being born and dying together, everyone's friendship became deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, Lin Xiuwen felt a wave of divine consciousness frequently sweeping over him, and this opportunity was extremely cold.

Crisis is coming!

Lin Xiuwen's face was in a cold sweat.

At this moment, two black shadows shot out from behind him, and they approached in an instant.

The crowd looked back.

Lin Xiuwen threw out the formation plate, and he didn't come out of the formation with a wave of his hand.

"Brother Lin, what are you going to do?" He Quan said in surprise.

"That's right, Brother Lin, how can you make a move on the captain!"

"Stop!"

Lin Xiuwen's face remained unchanged and explained: "I don't activate the formation, I just trap him, and you'll know later." ”

"Haha, you're still alive!

The people behind him instantly came to the front of him, and one of them was Mengshan.

"Captain, Little Brother Lin and the captain have clashed. He Quan didn't have time to think about it, He Quan hurriedly reported the situation to Mengshan.

Meng Shan's face instantly became ugly, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Little Brother Lin, who are you?"

They are all men in the army, and they are the most protective, and now the captain of his own guard is controlled by such a low-level monk, what is this, slapping him in the face? Mengshan was angry in his heart, and his previous good impression of the other party had already been thrown out of the clouds. Secretly said that his own guards are too, what kind of goods are they, do they look like pigs?

"Please check his bloodline!" Lin Xiuwen didn't seem to see the other party's face, and he was neither humble nor silent.

"What is your identity? and dare to question my subordinates?"

The faces of the black-armored soldiers on the side changed suddenly.

"I'm responsible for everyone! If there is no problem with his verification, I will naturally apologize to him!" Lin Xiuwen's eyes were clear and his face was straight.

"Apologize? Hmph! Do you know that the men in our army are strong-blooded, how can they be insulted like this! This is absolutely impossible, you let him go quickly, I can treat you lightly! If not, hum!" Meng Shan's tone was full of anger, and he categorically rejected Lin Xiuwen's request.

"Please check the captain's bloodline!"

He Quan suddenly knelt on one knee and gave the most solemn military salute.

Meng Shan's eyes stared at He Quan, never expecting that his personal guards would disobey his will.

What surprised him even more was that the remaining black-armored soldiers also knelt down one after another.

"Please check the captain's bloodline, the lives of several of us were saved by Brother Lin, and we are willing to believe him. Please be clear!" The black-armored soldiers looked at Meng Shan with complicated expressions, and they also had a resolute look in their eyes.

Meng Shan's expression was extremely gloomy, and he finally realized the problem at this moment, and he was afraid that there was really a problem with him, the captain of the guard.

Seeing that the other party does not speak. When Lin Xiuwen acquiesced, he waved his sleeves, revealing Zhang Meng in the formation. No matter how Zhang Meng struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the formation.

"Lin Xiuwen, are you going to rebel?

"Good! good!" Meng Shan laughed angrily, and said three times in a row!

"General, save me! this kid doesn't know what crazy ...... he smoked."

"Don't worry, with General Ben here, he will naturally give you justice! You let me check the bloodline, so that they can understand their deaths!" As he spoke, Meng Shan's right hand flipped over, and a copper-colored metal mirror appeared.

It's the Bloodline.

"General, I am your confidant, I have followed you since the general was not yet an immortal, and it has been three thousand years now, could it be that the general can't even believe me?" Zhang Meng had a sad look on his face, seemed to be very painful, and faintly gave people a sense of discouragement.

Mengshan's complexion was complicated. Zhang Meng followed him to fight in the north and south, and was the most powerful commander under him......

Lin Xiuwen's eyes flashed, he clearly saw the cold light in the other party's eyes flashing, and at this moment he sneered in his heart and remained silent. He turned his head away, stunned.

I saw that the old man next to Mengshan looked at himself with a little interest, Lin Xiuwen hugged his fist and saluted him, the old man in white smiled and nodded, and then shifted his gaze to Zhang Meng.

"Okay! I can accept that the general wants to verify my bloodline, but if it is found out that I have no problem, what should I do?" Zhang Meng suddenly shouted, his eyes staring at Meng Shan tightly, and his eyes swept in the direction of Lin Xiuwen, obviously meaning something.

Meng Shan knew it, his eyes swept Lin Xiuwen, he snorted coldly, and said in a cold tone: "If you don't have a problem, then naturally someone slandered and framed you, and I will make decisions for you and abolish his cultivation." ”

As soon as Meng Shan's words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and in this dangerous and murderous battlefield, he was almost sentenced to death if he abolished his cultivation. Moreover, monks are accustomed to being on high ground, and once they are abolished, they are even more uncomfortable than death.

The black soldier said without thinking: "No, general!"

With the general's words, the subordinates were relieved. Mengshan didn't allow the black armor soldiers to refute, sneered, and agreed. As for Lin Xiuwen, he expected that Mengshan would attach great importance to it, but he would definitely not care too much. Bloodline?hehehe...... Meng Shan sneered in his heart, as long as the bloodline mirror is swept away, then this hateful kid's cultivation will be abolished, as long as his cultivation is abolished, the time will be ...... Take him back, be a slave and a servant, so that he cannot live, and he cannot die......

Lin Xiuwen's expression remained unchanged, but there was a little more coldness in his eyes, he knew that no matter whether there was a problem with this Mengshan or not, this Mengshan was completely offended by him. There is no joke in the army. At this moment, Zhang Meng has no fear, and the current situation seems to be very unfavorable to himself and others. The world of monks is the law of the jungle, and the weak have no right to speak at all. Only the strong have the right to make rules and decide the life and death of the weak. Just like now, if you don't agree with each other, you want to abolish your own revision.

Lin Xiuwen's heart became colder and colder, and he vowed to become the strongest existence in the starry sky, not for anything else, just to not be controlled by others.

"Lord, why don't you ...... You bow your head to the general and apologize, everyone has turned a big thing into a small matter, but how about a small matter?" Li Shan and Zhao Wu were frightened, and Zhao Wu had to open his mouth to persuade. The lord humiliated his ministers to death, and if he really couldn't find anything, then the two of them would not be much better. Even if something is found, it will not be of substantial benefit to their group, and they have just offended people. In this murderous battlefield, every person offended is one more danger, and the other party is still a powerful immortal general with military power, why bother?

"Needless to say! Today's Zhang Meng's bloodline, Lao Tzu has been verified, but I don't know if your master's cultivation can still be kept! Hmph!" Meng Shan snorted coldly, his voice fell, and the bloodline mirror in his hand shone on Zhang Meng.

The bloodline mirror did not change, and after three breaths, the cold light in Meng Shan's eyes flickered. He put away the bloodline mirror and looked at Lin Xiuwen coldly, like looking at a dead man, without any pity.

"How? What else do you say?"

Lin Xiuwen didn't say a word, his eyes swept over Meng Shan and Zhang Meng, his heart was extremely complicated, and he secretly said that the sense of crisis he felt along the way would not be wrong, but what was the problem. At this moment, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, ready to activate the formation under his feet at any time and escape. Cultivation is the foundation of a monk, and it is the result of one's own hard work, so how can people be discarded at will.

"General!" Zhang Meng bowed to Meng Shan and called in a deep voice. He didn't say much, but when he said it at this moment, it was obviously to cause Lin Xiuwen to die. Honest people suffer losses, stuffy in their stomachs and don't speak. The less he said at the moment, the more aggrieved he became.

"Hmm!" Sure enough, Meng Shan responded, turned his head and looked at Lin Xiuwen coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, he slapped Lin Xiuwen.

Lin Xiuwen pinched his hands and was about to activate the formation and escape with Li Shan and Zhao Wu, but the next moment, his complexion changed dramatically. The space was completely imprisoned, and the invincible formation cultivation was useless at the moment, and he couldn't escape at all. Lin Xiuwen looked bitter. In the face of absolute strength, any strategy and countermeasure is vain, pale and useless.

The power of Meng Shan's palm came in front of him in an instant, and the invisible force blocked in front of Lin Xiuwen, dissolving the power of this attack.

Lin Xiuwen's pupils shrank, and he looked at the old man in white fiercely.

The old man in white smiled at Lin Xiuwen, nodded, and shook his head again.

Lin Xiuwen was confused by his look, but he felt a little more at ease, although he didn't know what this old man wanted to do, since he helped him defuse Mengshan's attack, it showed that he was afraid that he had no ill intentions. Otherwise, he is a Jindan monk, and in their eyes, he is obviously an ant-like existence, and there is nothing worth plotting against himself. At this moment, he quietly looked at the old man in white to see how things were developing.

"Lianjun, who are you?" Meng Shan bowed to the old man beside him with a puzzled expression and asked.