"Huh?"

Wen Xuan looked like a change, squinting his eyes and looking in the direction of the dark clouds.

When Su Qin saw such a dark cloud, she suddenly frowned, and a familiar feeling surged in her heart.

Black clouds move fast, flashing with strange red lights, but not like clouds, but like to.

"My hole, blood-eyed raven!"

The so-called dark clouds are actually an influx of many crows.

The flashing red light is the eye of a crow!

Su Qin thought of the war outside Linfeng City. "Everybody be careful," he said. "It's a group of people from the Wailing Mine in Linfeng City!"

"For revenge, Might & Magic?"

Wen Xuan squinted his eyes and killed someone.

In the heart of the illusory peaks, they all believe that the tragedy of Maple City was committed by the people at the Magic Gate.

But Su Qin learned from the demonic spirit that the magic gate did not have such evil means and methods.

At this point, Su Qin believed in Ji Lichun.

Although Ji Lichun's demeanor seems frivolous, he is very restrained, and has a magical door of bone pride.

If it was a man in the Might and Magic Gate, she wouldn't deny it.

Su Qin looked at the little fat man coldly, and said softly: "If you see that the situation is wrong right away, run away!"

"What?" the fat man startled.

Cold and soft, frowning.

The two of them were unaware of the danger.

In the eyes of these two people, the sect has five Jindan real people such as Wen Xuan here, and a group of them have come to build Ketian's top monks.

Such a powerful force is enough to destroy some small doors, so why bother to come.

Su Qin didn't speak, his gaze turned to Feng Haoyu and Elder Chen, and found a flying sword in the storage bag.

This is the best flying sword the king has ever made for him!

During this period, Su Qin devoted most of his energy to training and research, realizing that the candlelight was shining on the sword formation and ascending to the realm, and he had not yet begun to refine the device.

It was the single best sword he had in his storage bag.

Soon, dark clouds enveloped Dongling Valley.

Endless blood-eyed crows hovered in the sky, shielding the sky from the sun's rays, scattered with a powerful evil spirit, each one no less than the most basic monk!

The sky suddenly darkened.

The faces of many of the illusory disciples in the valley were a little ugly, and a trace of fear flashed in the depths of their eyes.

After all, such a scene is so shocking, creepy, and trembling!

The crow's eyes, blood-red with blood, hissed incessantly, staring at the monks below, as if they were going to swoop down at any moment and tear many ethereal disciples to pieces!

The little fat man's face turned pale, swallowed his saliva, and said solemnly: "This time, this flat-haired beast is much stronger than the last time I saw it!"

At the entrance to the Dongling Valley, a huge spirit ship sped in, jumping hundreds of monks.

Among them, there are more than ten real people in Jindan!

The rest were basic monks, all uneven, but their numbers were several times higher than those of utopian disciples!

Plus a head with dark circles, a blood-eyed crow.

Whether it's from Jindan Zhenren or from a basic monk, this ethereal mountain falls in an absolute tailwind.

It's a siege!

There is no way to enter the earth!

Among the hundreds of monks who came down from Lingzhou, the young monk wore a bloody robe, asked the crow's lines on the cuffs, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, and he was smiling.

Ten Jindan real people gathered together, vaguely protecting it in the middle.

"Who are you?"

Wen Xuan stared at the blood-robed monk, holding this symbol in his left hand and a flying sword in his hand, his tone was very cold.

"Oh"

The blood-robed monk smiled and said leisurely, "Don't be nervous, you Taoist friends, I didn't come here for malicious purposes. "If you Taoist friends cooperate well, I will give you a good chance!"

After a small meal, the blood-robed monk turned around, and his voice gradually became colder: "But if you're not interested, ah." "Then don't blame me for killing!"

Wen Xuan changed his fingers, rubbed his mental decision, and his fingertips around the spirit, you have to shoot.

The old man looked serious, shook his head, and whispered, "Don't be impulsive, our disciple is easy to fold here, explore his ass first." ”

Lao Yu raised his voice and asked, "I don't know what this Taoist friend calls him." ”

"At this point, I'm more casual. ”

The blood-robed monk smiled and said, "You can call me young master, or you can call me master, see if you like it or not, I don't want it." ”

Lao Yu looks ugly.

Whether it's a young master or a young master, this means that he will bend down under the blood-robed monk in front of him!

After all, Yu Lao was a real Jindan person, how could he agree to such a ridiculous request?

"Young generation, this place is only a hundred miles away from my void, if the Divine Crane summons, it won't be too long, there will be my strong people to support you, don't be too arrogant!" Elder Yu calmed down and said.

"Hah!"

The blood-robed monk smiled and said, "Old dog, you really don't want to give you your face!"

"First of all, with my bloody journey, your cranes can't be sent out at all!Second, even if your cranes are sent out, you won't last that long!"

Wen Xuan snorted coldly and said, "The old man doesn't need to talk to him, because he is a person with magical powers, and everyone will be punished!"

"I'm not the Demon Gate"

The blood-robed monk smiled coldly and said, "One last chance to give you another chance, all the people surrender to me, I can save your life!"

"Oh, by the way, there is a person named Su Qin among you, whether you surrender to me or not, I will personally suppress you and torture you little by little. Jay!"

In the mouth of the blood-robed monk, a series of dark and terrifying laughter came out.

"Surrender?"

Wen Xuan also smiled and said, "Ask me about the sword in my hand first!"

At this time, the blood-robed monk suddenly raised his head and said softly, "Aren't you still doing it?"

The voice didn't fall, Su Qin's heart was startled, and he suddenly roared: "Everyone disperse, there is a mole on the family door!"

Wen Xuan's reaction was the fastest, crushing the talisman of the heart of his left palm for the first time.

In an instant, a mask stood up and wrapped him up.

When!

There is a crisp sound.

Mars Four Shots.

A flying sword struck Wen Xuan's shield, causing the mask to tremble and nearly collapse. It can be seen that the power of the sword is strong and horizontal!

The difference is very small!

As long as Wen Xuan slowed down for a while, he was already a dead man.

In fact, the reason why Wen Xuan reacted for the first time was because of Su Qin's questioning of Lingzhou.

Although, Wenxuan didn't care at the time.

But when I saw that there was really a powerful force attacking the city, Wen Xuan vaguely realized that there might be ghosts in the gate of patriarchy, which raised his vigilance.

Otherwise, the news that they had come to Dongling Valley today would not have been leaked.

Of course, this conjecture is a bit vague, and the anthology has not yet had time to confirm.

At this time, the blood-robed monk said such a sentence, and Su Qin roared again, and Wen Xuan didn't even think of crushing the talisman.

Wen Xuan felt the horror of the sword behind him, and he also understood that he was just walking around the ghost gate, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.