The corners of the pig's feet are slightly upturned, it is really where to meet in life, and I don't have many friends in Youzhou,

I didn't expect that not long after I came back, I could reunite with my old friends everywhere, which is really a coincidence.

Originally, the two factions fought, and Lin Xuan had the idea of watching from the wall, but since this woman was mixed in, he was embarrassed to stand by again.

It's just that it stands to reason that she shouldn't be alone.

Lin Xuan's gaze swept over the yellow-clothed monk, but he didn't find another familiar figure, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Of course, Lin Xuan was not in a hurry to show anything, first to see where the poor old monster was sacred.

"Senior brother, is the other party bluffing, poor old monster!} Notoriety, but he likes to be alone, how could he be the common Great Elder of these factions?" the woman moved lightly and walked slowly.

It looks like he is about 20 years old, with a plump figure, but he has a delicate and lovely baby face, although he is not a stunning beauty, but he reveals a different style on his body.

Xu Yin hasn't seen her for decades, this woman has also matured a lot, Lin Xuan and the Xu brothers and sisters also had some friendship back then, remember that her !$ quality is not very good, but I didn't expect that she would also succeed in marrying.

"It's hard to say, the poor old monster was not our immortal cultivator in Youzhou, I heard that this person is not only ferocious, but also lustful, when he was in Qingzhou, he had caught a lot of beautiful female cultivators, wantonly made up for it, and offended several large sect families after the most outrageous ones, and was chased and killed by the Yuanying monks among them, and had no choice but to flee to this wild place. The elegant man gritted his teeth and said with an ugly face.

"Can the other party escape from the round-up of several monks of the same rank?" Xu Yin had a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, this old monster's cultivation is indeed unique, if it is really him, it is definitely not a ...... that my Tianxuan Sect can compete with."

"Senior brother, you mean, we had to leave Biyun Mountain, in order to grab this holy land of cultivation, but there are hundreds of disciples who have sacrificed their lives and forgotten their deaths, and now it is less than ten years, so we have to leave like this......" Xu Yinqiao's face turned white, and in her tone, she was even more unwilling.

"Sister Yin, $$; It's so confused, I forgot that the world of cultivating immortals is the weak and the strong, the poor old monster is not a good person, against him, my Tianxuanmen will be bleeding nine times out of ten, and I don't want to be inferior to others for my brother, what is there to say, of course, that's just the worst case, after all, there is no basis for words, and they don't necessarily bluff the slaughter of the third child. ”

Xu Yin nodded, but the expression on his face did not ease even the other monks, and half an hour passed quickly.

The so-called poor old monster did not come.

The monk of the Yaoxuan Sect was extremely overjoyed, and the elegant man let out a long laugh and walked out, "Tu Laosan, you dare to deceive the master of this sect, is it really a three-year-old child, now that the time has passed, what else do you have to say?" -

This ......" Tu Laosan's face was also full of surprise, why haven't the poor old-timers come yet, there must be something delayed, this is a bit bad.

Lin Xuan didn't manage the disturbance in the field, turned his head and looked in the southeast direction.

His divine sense is much stronger than others, about a hundred miles away from here, there is a rainbow that is rapidly approaching, judging from the fluctuation of aura, it is an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, if there is no mistake, it should be the so-called poor old monster.

"The surname Zheng, don't be complacent, the poor old-timers will be here soon, if you dare to do something to us, you will make Tianxuanmen bleed for a while. Tu Lao Sanse opened his mouth sharply.

"Yes?"

The corners of the elegant man's mouth were full of ridicule, as the master of a sect, he was also a person who had gone through ups and downs, how could he put a few words of the other party in his eyes.

Sleeve robe"-Fu, a pure white fairy sword flew out.

The temperature around him dropped suddenly, and this treasure turned out to be a rare ice attribute treasure.

"Nonsense, the master of this sect will behead you first, what can you do if you look at that poor old monster?

"Yes, the little Tianxuan Sect dares to ignore the old man in his eyes, I want to see what your guy surnamed Zheng is?"

An old-fashioned voice came into his ears, and then about a few feet in front of the elegant man, a big hand made of black qi appeared out of thin air, with five fingers into claws, and grabbed the top of his head fiercely.

Changing the warehouse, in addition to Lin Xuan's master and servant, the monks present were not shocked, and the elegant man was even more pale, seeing that the big hand seemed to be grabbed by himself, he was busy with his cheeks, and a pure aura sprayed out.

After the fairy sword was absorbed, the wind rose, and with an overwhelming cold, it was slashed away like that big hand.

Lin Xuan shook his head, a hint of pity on his face.

A loud bang came into the ears, and the attack of the fairy sword not only had no effect, but was grabbed by the giant black hand in the sky.

The elegant man took a few steps back, his face was as red as blood, and he was obviously injured.

"Senior brother!" Xu Yin exclaimed, her face full of anxiety.

In the distance, a strange purple-red cloud floated over, and the mist converged, revealing the face of a monk.

Is this the poor old monster? Lin Xuan's expression was stunned.

He can be regarded as well-informed, but he has never seen such an ugly guy, triangular eyes, rosacea, protruding teeth, messy hair, very hunched back, and the clothes he wears are also rotten and torn, at a glance, it is almost the same as a beggar on the side of the road, such a guy, it will be a one-yuan infant immortal cultivator It is not his fault that he looks ugly, but it is really speechless to dress so tastelessly.

Needless to say, this person's personality should be the most eccentric.

After the old monster appeared, the reactions of the monks on both sides were completely different, the guys led by Tu Laosan were overjoyed, and the faces of the West Tianxuan Gate were extremely difficult to see.

I didn't expect that there was really an old monster in the infancy behind the other party.

"Who didn't put the old man in his eyes just now?" the poor old monster turned his head, and said with a fierce cypress in his eyes.

"The predecessor misunderstood, I ......" The magic weapon was still imprisoned by the other party, and the elegant man did not dare to come out, and he was about to say some words to laugh, but the poor old monster showed a hideous smile on his face, and the secret technique in his heart was urged, and the big black hand suddenly clenched his five fingers.

"Senior, be merciful!"

The elegant man was shocked, and hurriedly pinched the trick with both hands, but it was useless, not only could the fairy sword not be able to break free from the confinement, but cracks appeared on the surface, accompanied by the sound of wailing, and the magic weapon of a good sword had turned into crumbs.

"Puff 111111"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the natal magic weapon was destroyed, and the mind of the elegant man naturally suffered a heavy blow.

He was shocked and angry in his heart, but on his face, he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, this poor old monster is famous for his ferocity, "Since the predecessors have fallen in love with Biyun Mountain, I don't dare to ignore the current affairs, so let's move away." ”

"Hmph, to put it easily, in front of the old man, do you think you can leave if you want to?"