"It's you, you want to join the team that hunts Skyrim?"

The rickety old man looked at Lin Yifan in front of him, and was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would see this young man again so soon.

However, the rickety old man on the opposite side probably didn't expect that Lin Yifan's heart at this moment was probably more exciting than him.

"Is it him?

Although the image of the other party has changed to a certain extent, Lin Yifan can still see at a glance that the rickety old man in front of him is the old man in Tsing Yi who followed the fat man Jue Mingzi at the beginning!

"I thought that I had become a real person in Jindan, and I could make a fuss, but I didn't expect that this old guy's identity in this secret realm was so powerful!"

Lin Yifan thought a little speechlessly.

There is no way, from the breath that came from the old Dao in Tsing Yi at this moment, Lin Yifan knew that the other party was afraid that he would have a Yuanying-level cultivation!

"Could it be that all of us are in the same illusion, and we all have new identities?"

Lin Yifan had such doubts in his heart.

However, then he didn't think about these anymore, but just arched his hand slightly to the rickety old man in Tsing Yi in front of him: "Yes, I have newly joined the Divine Sect, and I have not yet made an inch of merit, so I was awarded the Bloody Cloth Divine Skill by the Sect Master, and I am wandering in my heart. ”

Hearing this, the rickety old man glanced at Lin Yifan deeply, he didn't know whether what the other party said was true or false.

However, the rickety old man didn't care about these, after all, the other party was just a Jindan monk.

"Since it is the young master who intercedes for you, then you can join, but this way has a word first, if you act without authorization in the process and destroy the mission of the Divine Sect, I will kill you on the spot!"

As he spoke, Lin Yifan only felt a powerful divine sense pressure coming towards him.

With a slight stagnation in his breathing, Lin Yifan quickly stabilized his figure, as if he did not feel the pressure of the other party's divine sense.

"Juniors know!"

Looking at Lin Yifan lightly, the rickety old man didn't say much, and took Lin Yifan and his party to fly towards the abyss of grievances outside the palace.

Unlike Lin Yifan and Ning Qin at the beginning, they walked in the abyss of unjust souls this time, and did not borrow ghost talismans to isolate their vitality.

I saw that the infant breath on the rickety old man's body emanated, and the thousands of unjust souls who were originally screaming wildly suddenly stopped moving.

Soon, the group flew out of the abyss of grievances, and the rickety old man recognized a direction and flew away quickly.

Among the few people who followed, Lin Yifan stepped on the flying sword, and then he had time to look at the people around him.

Among them, the strength is not weak.

Except for the old man rickets, the ancestor of the infant, the rest of the people actually have the cultivation above the middle stage of Jindan.

In this way, Lin Yifan's cultivation of the fourth layer of Jindan is not very conspicuous among the group.

And among these people, the one who can attract Lin Yifan's attention the most is an indifferent young man with an ordinary face.

This person is dressed in blood, not tall, not fat, not short or thin, belongs to the kind of inconspicuous person who is thrown into the crowd.

However, all of this is something that people can't ignore at all, and his terrifying cultivation at the peak of the ninth layer of Jindan.

"I'm afraid this person needs a lot of attention!"

Lin Yifan thought in his heart.

seemed to be aware of Lin Yifan's gaze, only to see the ordinary young man turn his head suddenly.

The next moment, Lin Yifan only felt that in the other party's eyes, there seemed to be some breathtaking sharp light shooting directly towards him.

"Humph!"

If it was Lin Yifan, who was a third-level Qi cultivator, facing the other party's gaze, I was afraid that he would be injured or even killed in an instant.

However, at this moment, Lin Yifan has completely inherited the strength of the Red Dragon Sword Immortal.

I only heard Lin Yifan snort coldly, and a terrifying sword intent rushed out with a trace of blood intent, and in an instant, the opponent's gaze was annihilated in the void.

The two looked at each other and withdrew their gaze at the same time.

And the small confrontation between the two naturally did not hide from everyone present.

Except for the rickety old man, the rest of the people were a little surprised by Lin Yifan's strength.

After all, they know the strength of ordinary young people best, and now, although the two are not fighting with all their might, they can not fall behind in the face of ordinary young people, Lin Yifan's strength can be seen!

At the front, the old man also found out about the confrontation between the two, but he didn't say much, after all, at his level, the confrontation in the Jindan period was already difficult to make him interested.

......

"See Elder Qing!"

In a mortal inn, Lin Yifan and his party saw a little monk who only had a qi training period.

In this regard, Lin Yifan was also very surprised, he didn't expect that the Blood Cloak Sect would actually plant spies in the mortal dust.

"Yes"

Nodding lightly, he only heard the rickety old man say, "That person, where is he now?"

"Elder Hui, that guy named Skyrim has been in a mortal restaurant in this city for several days now. ”

The Qi cultivation in front of him replied respectfully.

Hearing this, the rickety old man frowned slightly, and muttered, "Why does a Jindan stage immortal cultivator stay in the mortal world for so long?"

It's no wonder that the rickety old man has this doubt, after all, immortal cultivators generally don't stay in the mortal world for too long.

Among them, in addition to the lack of mortal aura, which is not conducive to cultivation, there is another reason.

That is, there is a rumor in the world of cultivating immortals that there is too much red dust in the mortal dust, and this breath cannot be seen or touched, but if the immortal cultivator is contaminated too much, when cultivating, it will induce the demons in the heart to enter the body, causing them to go mad.

Although no one can confirm this, no one will take this risk.

"Elder, what are we going to do now, do we have to wait until that guy is out of the city?"

At this time, among the group, a guy who seemed to be more shrewd asked.

This person has a pair of small eyes, as if he is called Zheng Shao, and his cultivation is on the sixth layer of Jindan, and he is only one step away from the late stage of Jindan, and his strength is not the lowest in the team.

Hearing Zheng Shao's inquiry, the rickety old man sneered and said, "How can this seat waste too much time on a small Jindan monk, do it immediately!"

On the side, Lin Yifan suddenly spoke: "Elder, if you do it in the city, I'm afraid you will kill and injure too many mortals." ”

Hearing this, the rickety old man sneered and said, "How can my generation of immortal cultivators care about the life or death of some mortal ants? ”

When the words fell, I saw that the spiritual power on the rickety old man's body was shaken, and with a loud "boom", the inn where they were suddenly collapsed.

The group flew out of the inn and went straight to the restaurant that Xiao Xiu had told him.

Looking at the dead and injured crowd below, Lin Yifan frowned slightly.

He didn't really care too much about the lives of these people, after all, he knew that these were all fake, but when he thought of some of the legends he knew about the Heavenly Ancestor, he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the old man's approach.

And just as Lin Yifan was thinking, the group had already come to the sky above the restaurant.

The rickety old man didn't say a word, just sneered, and then slapped it with a slap.

The next moment, Lin Yifan only saw that the clouds around him were scattered, and he suddenly turned into a pale hand and grabbed towards the restaurant below.

"Boom!"

The restaurant exploded, and countless screams were heard.

"You guys, you guys just want to have a good drink, and you actually found it. ”

Suddenly, a swearing voice came from the dust.

The next moment, I saw a slightly embarrassed figure flying up from the collapsed ruins, but it was a handsome young man in a purple costume.

"This is what Skyrim Ancestor looked like when he was young?"

Seeing the young man, Lin Yifan was also quite surprised, he didn't expect that the madman who gave the martial arts world a headache would actually look like a handsome boy when he was young.

"Hmph, you're Skyrim, do you know that no one who goes against my Blood-Cloaked God Cult will end well?"

The rickety old man snorted coldly and said.

"Oh?"

In the face of the oppression of such a patriarch as the rickety old man, the young man on the opposite side of the sky was relatively relaxed.

I saw that he plucked out his ears very unvividly, then blew it, and glanced at Lin Yifan and his party opposite: "One Yuan Baby, Four Golden Pills, you can afford me, but if the Blood Clothes Sect loses so many people at once, will it be distressing?"

"You think you're our adversary?"

On Lin Yifan's side, a guy covered in black hair was immediately furious when he heard the words of the young man.

"In the early stage of a little Jindan, he dares to be presumptuous in front of us?"

The black-haired man sneered.

Hearing this, the young man Tianji was not angry, but showed a mouthful of white teeth and said: "Hehe, don't believe it, the people who want to kill my Skyrim are dead, I hope you can hold on a little longer, otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring?"

"Black Blade, go kill him!"

At this time, the rickety old man did not want to delay, and said to the black-haired man.

De Ling, the black-haired man, who had already been a little disgusted with the kid opposite, grinned, and then stepped out fiercely.

"Boom!"

The black-haired man stepped on the void with one foot, and suddenly the void was flooded with a trace of ripples, and he himself turned into a series of afterimages and went straight to the youth sky.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and I saw that the young man's sky was instantly knocked upside down and flew out dozens of feet.

"It's actually a physical cultivation, and I hate you guys who only know how to use brute force, and fighting is not elegant at all. ”

Rubbing his left hand holding the bronze mirror, Young Sky said.

Seeing this, the black-haired man couldn't help frowning slightly, but he didn't have the strength to leave the blow just now.

Unexpectedly, that's it, I didn't take down the nasty boy who only had Jindan's early cultivation on the other side.

"Gu Bao, the bronze mirror in his hand is actually an ancient treasure!"

At this time, among Lin Yifan and his party, the only female cultivator couldn't help but speak.