"Back to this senior's words, because he was wantonly bullied by others, he complained so much, it is not a feeling!" When he spoke in a suppressed voice, Lin Yi lowered his head.

Looking at the cautious appearance of the person in front of her, Lan Qi'er didn't know what she thought, a smile flashed on the corner of her lips, she turned around, looked at the old man in black, and said, "This person is my old friend, and I also ask this Daoist brother of the Black Mountain Sect to open up, Lan Qi'er thanked him first!"

"Senior sister, how can you know such a person?" Gu couldn't get angry at Mo Zhiyu of the Black Mountain Sect, Xian Feng looked at Lan Qi's child, his face was already full of questions.

"What about such a person?" Lan Qi'er replied with her chin raised. Xian Feng looked embarrassed, turned around and looked Lin Yi up and down, snorted disdainfully, and then shouted at the old man in black with anger: "Did you hear my junior sister's words?"

The monks of Xuantian Sect would actually shelter a junior of unknown origin, and Mo Zhiyu of the Black Mountain Sect was a little surprised. What's more, Xian Feng is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and Lan Qier also has a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, if he really tears his face, neither of them is easy to deal with. Maybe it's too late for you to regret it!

If he wanted to kill Lin Yi, it was originally a temporary intention, just for the sake of prudence, so as not to leak the news and be unfavorable to the Black Mountain Sect. It's impossible to do it right now. Stinky boy, count your fate! Mo Zhiyu scolded secretly, stepped on the sword rainbow, and walked away.

"The monks of the Black Mountain Sect are so arrogant——! "Mo Zhiyu's departure was extremely rude. Lan Qi'er was indifferent to this, but Xian Feng's face was a little red. After he reprimanded angrily, he suddenly shouted at Lin Yi: "You have such a big face, you actually worked my junior sister to save me." Who is the surname, who is the surname, and what sect is from......"

This person is such a big evil fire, why did he come at him? Lin Yi raised his head in surprise, but Lan Qi'er frowned slightly, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Xian Feng...... Why is that?", she said, ignoring the others, and in the flutter of her clothes, she was already in the air.

"Senior sister, it's also a kindness to be a brother...... Wait for me ......" Xian Feng didn't care about questioning Lin Yi, and hurriedly stepped on Jianhong to chase after him.

couldn't guess why Lan Qi'er wanted to save herself, Lin Yi was still relieved. If you are really forced to the point of life and death, it is not that you don't have the means to fight. But the miss of the Chiyan Sword made him become cautious. It's always being chased by people, or because of poor cultivation. This trip to Xuantian Wonderland has lasted for half a year, and we must find an opportunity to build the foundation again. This kind of feeling of running away from the desert is really uncomfortable!

"You're not leaving?" Wu Qi's shout was filled with disgust, and he waved his hand impatiently at Lin Yi. Secretly, a junior who has cultivated qi at the seventh level, is so cunning that he wants to use others to escape disasters and avoid disasters, he really doesn't know what to do.

Don't leave at this time, wait for when? The eyebrows moved, Lin Yi bowed and said yes, turned around and ran into the distance.

Running out of a hundred and ten miles in one breath, and came to a small hill, Lin Yicai slowly stopped his figure. In his divine sense, there was no one in front and behind, he sacrificed the four elephant flag array, sat on the ground with his butt, and only then did he have time to catch his breath.

This toss is really exhausting. After dissipating the cluttered thoughts, Lin Yi breathed into his breath.

Five or six hours passed, Lin Yi in the formation opened his eyes, he couldn't help but touch a few beards on his chin, and smiled bitterly at himself. With a flip of his palm, he took out a piece of jade slip, which was the fairyland map from Izumoko.

After a stick of incense, he put down the jade slip in his hand, and Lin Yi fell into deep thought. According to the geographical judgment along the way, he is now in a position not far from the Xuanming Hall of the Heavenly Realm.

The Xuanming Hall is an immortal site in the Wantian Realm, covering an area of hundreds of miles, and there should be a lot of immortal relics in it. After passing this hall, it is a shortcut to the Xuantian Realm. And the most mysterious place in the Xuantian Realm is the Xuantian Temple. On the map in the jade slip, it is described in detail.

Since you have entered the Xuantian Immortal Realm and have such a map in your hand, no matter whether there is a way to lead to the Immortal Realm in the Xuantian Palace, you must go through it in person to make this trip worthwhile!

After reading the jade slip in his hand again, and keeping the important points in his heart, Lin Yi suddenly raised his head and looked-

The hill in front of it was only 100 zhang high, with a radius of several miles. The mountain is full of strange rocks, and a few unknown trees grow sparsely. At the foot of the mountain, there are some large purple stones placed in a messy manner, and a slightly flat place is where Lin Yi rests. Unexpectedly, a woman's figure suddenly appeared on the mountain and came straight to him. There were three other men in the back, shouting and chasing.

In a moment, the woman was at the foot of the mountain. On a moon-white dress, there was a bloodstain on her shoulders, and her beautiful face was full of anger. She held the flying sword in her hand, and when she arrived not far from Lin Yi's formation, she jumped on a big stone on her tiptoes, turned around and reprimanded: "That agarwood incense is clearly obtained by me at the foot of the mountain over there, but you are waiting for it to plunder, is there still heavenly reason?"

The woman explained the reason in one sentence, but it made Lin Yi in the formation shake his head bitterly. The strong is where the heavenly principle lies, and the unfathomable opportunity of this fairyland is also where the heavenly principle lies. And the monk's cultivation path is also the way against the heavens. Come to think of it, this heavenly principle is only in the heart, in awe of affection, but it can be thrown away casually.

The three men who caught up were all cultivators of the eighth and ninth levels of Qi cultivation, and they couldn't tell what sect they were. Presumably, seeing that this woman was alone, he wanted to take advantage of it. Who thinks that although the other party is a seventh-layer cultivator, he is courageous and strong-tempered, and it is easy to start if he doesn't agree with each other.

A man in his early thirties, with a wound on his left arm and a bloodstain on his shirt, was clearly at a loss. He scolded: "That agarwood incense was clearly seen by me first, but you took the lead, and you attacked me and injured me." Stinky girl, I wanted to take back the things, but now I can't spare you, just grab it obediently!"

"Senior brother, this woman has a good face and figure, it's a pity to die!" The man who spoke was a man in his twenties, with a lewd smile on his face. Who would have thought that the other middle-aged man had a gloomy face, and said: "This woman should be a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you and I should be careful, don't poke any leaks." ”

"Hmph! In this Xuantian Immortal Realm, you can still give birth to these thoughts, you really don't know whether to live or die!" After angrily reprimanding the young man, the injured man said hatefully: "Senior brother, don't worry, there is no one else near this left, kill this stinky girl, no one knows what you and I did!"

The three of them had surrounded the large rock where the woman was located, and they had no scruples in deliberating loudly, apparently treating each other as dead.

The agarwood incense was clearly found by himself, but he was bumped into by these three people, and if he couldn't get it, he had to be rude. Alone and weak, she had to strike first and take the opportunity to escape. Although he was lucky enough to hurt the other party, in a hurry, he was also injured in the shoulder by the man's flying sword. I feel unstable because of the injury, and I know that I can't escape, but I can only fight. But who would have thought that three male monks, in the face of a woman who had no way to escape, could say such shameless words.

It's a pity that I was separated from my master, and I still have a family revenge that has not been avenged, but today I am suffering from this. At the moment of resentment, the young woman clasped her teeth tightly, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she rebuked in a coquettish voice: "I died in Qiu Caiying, and my own master avenged me!

It turned out that this woman's name was Qiu Caiying! Wasn't the woman she saw in the Soul Stream this person! Her master was Lan Qi'er? Lin Yi in the formation had already slowly stood up.

"Don't delay, it's too late!" the older man gestured in a very old voice. Comprehending, his two juniors and disciples coincidentally sacrificed the flying sword.

Qiu Caiying secretly sighed, and was about to fight to the death, when a sword light suddenly flashed not far from her side-

......

Lin Yi still made a move!

It's not that I didn't want to show up to stop this dispute, but a monk who cultivates the seventh level of qi, how much weight the words he says, he doesn't have to think about it too much.

Lan Qi'er saved herself once, so she saved her apprentice in return?No! Even if she didn't recognize this Qiu Caiying, Lin Yi was still thinking about how to save this lone woman. Perhaps, the shot was not so decisive?

Since it is inevitable to do it, there is no need to worry about anything!

When the four generals in the field sensed the movement, Lin Yi, who seemed to come out of thin air, held a spirit weapon flying sword, and had already arrived in front of the young man who was practicing qi at the eighth level, and slashed down with a sword.

Caught off guard, the young man was shocked and exclaimed, "Who are you......" Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly. The sword light flashed, and in the blood-red splash, he was actually split in two by a sword.

I don't know when Lin Yi killed people so simply, and it was also so bloody! He liked the confidence of holding a long sword, and he liked the pleasure of breaking it with a sword! Perhaps, this is a release of long-suppressed depression, or perhaps, this is a long-suppressed arrogance!

A sword slashed the opponent's cultivation to the weakest one, the sword flashed, throwing away a string of blood droplets, and before the remaining two of the other party could respond, Lin Yi jumped onto the boulder where Qiu Caiying was, raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold voice: "Enough is enough, too much!

Qiu Caiying's mouth was half open, and she looked at the middle-aged monk who appeared next to her in astonishment, and she didn't know what to do for a while! Why did this person help herself, and where was she hiding?

"Senior brother...... Who are you?Why did you kill someone?" Just in the blink of an eye, the fellow disciple was killed and turned into a bloody corpse, and after the older man screamed sadly, he turned to stare at Lin Yi in disbelief and asked in a loud voice.

Another man with blood stains on his body had round eyes and a face full of surprise and anger. He gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged monk on the big stone, and secretly cursed, where did this hateful guy come from, but he was just a seventh-layer cultivator, and he was so vicious, and under the sneak attack and plot, he caused the junior brother to fall. This man really deserves to die!

The expressions of the remaining two fell into their eyes, and Lin Yi secretly shook his head. I thought that after killing one person, it would be enough to deter the opponent and force the opponent to leave. But this situation is clearly unstoppable!

"Two fellow Daoists, it doesn't matter who I am. It's just a treasure, why be so aggressive!" Lin Yi pressed his throat and persuaded patiently. He didn't want to do everything to kill him, and if he died, he had no choice but to do it, and he had no grievances, if he stopped doing it, it would be a good idea!

"Haha——!"

The wounded man laughed angrily and looked up to the sky and snorted. He shook his head again and again, as if he had seen something that had lost his conscience, pointed at Lin Yi, and scolded in a mocking tone: "What the hell are you? After killing my junior brother by luck with a sneak attack, you talked nonsense and became a good person! Aren't you just a seventh-layer cultivator? You really think you are a senior master!"

"Hmph! Don't talk to this arrogant thing!" the older man's face was already dark, and he raised the flying sword with his hand.

"Thank you for the kindness of this big brother for saving me!You better run for your life!" The remaining two are all cultivators of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, and they have a strong killing intent, and if they continue to fight, they are afraid that they will be more than lucky. Qiu Caiying didn't want to drag others down, so she kindly persuaded her.

Lin Yi was not moved by Qiu Caiying's kindness, and his expression stiffened on his burnt yellow skin. He was scolded by the other party, looked at the two fierce opponents, shook his head, and squeezed out a stiff sentence-

"Death, it's really self-inflicted!" Before the words fell, Lin Yi's hunched back suddenly straightened, his arms were lightly raised, and two golden rays of light sandwiched between two silver rays suddenly shot out, and his feet moved and lost his figure on the boulder.

If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it's as fast as wind and thunder!

Lin Yi suddenly attacked again, causing the two of them to jump up at once, and after secretly scolding the hateful, when he wanted to urge the flying sword, he disappeared from the other party, and was busy using his divine sense to trace his traces, not forgetting to sacrifice the treasure to protect himself.

Who would have thought that the golden light flashed, and before the older man could dodge, the golden whip was castrated, and his hands and feet were tightly bound in an instant. In shock, he struggled as hard as he could, but it was difficult to break free, so he had to urge the flying sword to slash and slash around, lest he be plotted again.

The other man, knowing that his opponent was cunning, hurriedly urged the flying sword to hover around him, reached out and grabbed a stack of rune papers and wanted to throw it.

In the muffled sound of "grabbing, grabbing", the silver light flashed, and the two jade snakes churned, firmly binding each other's two flying swords. At the same time, in the midst of the golden mang, a red gold dragon with teeth and claws came out of thin air, whistling away with the sound of the wind, but in an instant, it firmly entangled the body of the man who retreated again and again. On top of the pieces of red gold scale armor, there was a hidden red flame surging, with a heart-palpitating burn, which made the bound person howl miserably-

"Ahh

The cries for help did not stop, and Lin Yi suddenly appeared. His face was expressionless, only the corners of his mouth were coldly raised, his arm waved, and his sword flashed. Without looking at the corpse of the other party, which had been reduced to two pieces, the flying sword broke out of his hand and went straight to the man who was bound by the golden whip.

The older man was already frightened, and was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, when the flying sword was as fast as lightning, and it had already pierced through his skull, taking half of his head with him, and the red and white things splashed far away.

The golden dragon returned, and turned into the red gold dragon pattern on Lin Yi's arm. The golden whip, which was as clever as a snake, was put into the Qiankun bag with a 'whoosh'. The two jade snakes that had lost their mana burst gently in the air, and two flying swords fell from the jade shavings. Fireballs popped out, and two bags flew out of the ashes of the corpse.

Raising his hand to put away the flying sword and the Qiankun bag, Lin Yi glanced around, and his back bent again.

Rioting and killing people, cleaning up the beginning and tail, is just a respite! A monk who has cultivated qi at the seventh level has killed two masters who have practiced qi at the ninth level, but it is so easy! Looking at Lin Yi's appearance as usual and his demeanor relaxed, he was soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and his nature was quite spicy, and for a while, he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

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ps: This chapter has more word counts, and tomorrow I will have a day off and take a breath. If you like it, please support it! I at least think that Wuxian is a readable story.