However, Lin Xuan turned a blind eye to this, and in the blink of an eye, the silver light flew in front of the golden wall, but the next moment, a strange picture appeared.

The silver mang, like a living creature, twisted in mid-air, and did not choose to fight with the defensive spell, but bypassed by.

Although the walls are several zhang long and wide, this distance is almost negligible for the speed of the spirit weapon's flight.

The Luo brothers glanced at each other, their faces were pale and bloodless, Luo Bucket gritted his teeth, his whole body was white, and his whole body swelled up rapidly like a balloon, and it was still that weird defensive spell.

The Ghost Snake Sword has been killed!

It went around his neck......

Boom!

The sky was full of blood mist, and a large head fell. \

Then he went caster, and plunged into the chest of his younger brother Luo Biao.

The famous Luo Clan Shuangsha was not Lin Xuan's opponent in the end, and he fell in his hands, and his former ambition and desire also turned to dust.

Lin Xuan's retreat had already come to his eyes, and with a gesture of his hand, a black gas flew out, rolling one after another, pulling back the storage bags on the waists of the two brothers.

Although this battle was a little harder, the harvest was surprisingly rich, not to mention that the two brothers were loose cultivators, but the treasure was more abundant than those proud disciples of famous sects.

Lin Xuan held the three-foot Qingfeng, shook it slightly, and the six-handled sword also flew out, the sword body was simple in shape, and the word "water cloud" was engraved with seal inscription on the hilt. Even with an ancient treasure like the Xuanhuo Divine Bead, this set of superb spiritual weapons still made Lin Xuan love it. After playing for a while, I was reluctant to put it in my storage bag.

The other things were not busy checking first, and Lin Xuanyuan flew back.

Halfway through the flight, but only hearing a bang, Lin Xuan was taken aback, and the spiritual power shield covered the body. That's when I fixed my eyes.

But what he could see made Lin Xuan frown, it was actually the green insect cloud, this thing had no owner, so it flew out of the spirit beast bag by itself.

To be honest, Lin Xuan is still a little excited about the insect repellent book, but he can't chew it if he is greedy, and the top priority should be to condense into a golden pill. And this green maggot is quite extraordinary. But the spirit worm that has already recognized the Lord, and there is no way to use it if I get it, after thinking about it for a while. Lin Xuan opened his mouth, and a wisp of white flame erupted from him.

Innate true fire!

Boom, as soon as the flame came into contact with the insect cloud, it immediately burned into a sea of fire.

The green maggot squeaked.

Originally, the innate true fire of the foundation building period could not help this worm, although the green mango maggot was not a threat to the masters of the Ning Dan period, but for the monks of the foundation building period, it was still a terrifying and terrifying existence, but after the master hung up, there was no one to command. The green maggot will not defend itself at all, so the innate true fire can also burn it. ^^^^

Soon, the large cloud of insects disappeared, and in its place was a green mist floating in place, unable to separate even if the wind blew.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan was stunned, with a thoughtful expression on his face, but he flipped his hand. He took out a jade bottle, and a magic trick was punched into the green mist, and he put it into the bottle.

If what you expect is not bad, this thing should be the essence of the green maggot, extremely poisonous, it is the miasma in the miasma, although the cultivator can resist the poison, but if it reaches a certain level, it can't resist it, and now this thing is refined into a secret weapon magic weapon such as the heavenly thunder. The power must be not small.

Then Lin Xuan didn't stay any longer. Flew back to the place where the Wood Spirit Tree grew. **

Easily plucked the Wood Spirit Fruit and looked up at the sky. It's still early, and it's about an hour or so before I go back.

Lin Xuan didn't walk around, he simply found a random place nearby to sit down cross-legged, grabbed a spar with both hands, and began to recover his spiritual power!

After two battles in a row, especially just now, the Luo brothers' cultivation is really extraordinary, and their mana has also consumed a lot, of course, they must seize the time to recover.

Of course, Xiao Yue'er was released and let her protect the Dharma for herself.

As a result, there was no danger at all, and the three cultivators of the same clan were nowhere to be seen, and it seemed that they were either destroyed by Hu Fan or by the Luo brothers.

Long.

Lin Xuan stood up, although his mana was not fully recovered, it was not much worse, and then, Lin Xuan patted on the storage bag, took out a jade cylinder, and immersed his divine sense in it.

After a while, he raised his head and made a slight discerning direction, as if he had flown away from the southeast.

A teleportation array appeared in front of you.

The runes on it flickered slightly, it seemed that it had been activated, Lin Xuan stood up without hesitation, the only spiritual power was injected, a burst of white light flashed, his figure gradually blurred, and then disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, in another stone house.

As soon as the teleportation array lit up, Lin Xuan walked down from it.

After a little look, it was indeed the room where he teleported out, but compared to just now, there were a lot fewer people, except for the steward of the Tianmu Sect named Zhou Hai, the other cultivators who came back to the foundation building period were actually only six or seven people left, not even a third of the time they set off.

"Daoyou is back, let's rest first!"

Zhou Hai nodded at Lin Xuan, but he didn't know if Lu Dao was mistaken, he looked at his gaze, and there was actually a hint of envy.

Lin Xuan paid attention, but on the surface, he remained silent, nodded indifferently, came to the side and sat down, and at the same time coldly looked at the remaining monks who were bystanders.

I saw that except for a big man in the middle who was wearing a red robe and had a flame embroidered on his chest, the other monks all looked extremely ashen.

The expressions are even more different, some are dejected, some are gritting their teeth, some are even slightly moving their lips, muttering and cursing something......

The big man, on the other hand, was not only proud, but also had a strange greed flashing in his eyes.