Volume 5 Tianyun Twelve Prefectures Chapter 1084 Ghost Yin Mo, Tianzhou Luo Family

Lin Xuan's face changed, and the sound of the scholar's wild laughter had already reached his ears, only to see his left hand flipped, as fast as a little in front, the inkstone turned over, and the ink inside splashed on the surface of the Qinghuo Sword.

A strange fragrance suddenly diffused, Lin Xuan's cultivation had a blue illusion and phantom fire, but he was not afraid of poison, but the aura on the surface of the green fire sword quickly dimmed, and the connection with the divine consciousness also became nonexistent.

"Devilish Yin Ink!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, muttering to himself, and his face also showed a bit of surprise.

I didn't expect the other party to have such a treasure, the ghost evil yin ink, which is also very famous in the Yin world, it is said that it is to collect the resentment of the evil soul, and then add the filthy items from heaven and earth to yin, mix them with each other in the ghost mist and cold pool, and then condense it in a very special way.

This thing is cold and cold, and if the monk sticks to it a little, he will be poisoned, but the most terrible thing is its defilement effect on the treasure.

As long as any treasure is glued, it will inevitably lose its spirituality and drop its power.

It is said that there was a big demon in the Yin Si realm back then, who passed through the gap in space and came here, and the ghost and yin ink he possessed made the monk suffer enough.

Later, several Yuanying monks of the same level as the demon and ghost attacked one after another, and finally cut off the other party, but the name of the ghost and yin ink also made the monks change color, and they were the first class yin and evil things in the world.

How could this treasure of the Yin Realm appear in the hands of a human monk.

Lin Xuan's expression suddenly became very serious.

Does the other party have anything to do with demons?

"Young master, it's your own carelessness, people have long said that this guy has the same kind of breath on his body. Yue'er sighed, her expression a little disgusted.

"It's me who is wrong. Lin Xuan nodded, these days, with the improvement of the realm, he is indeed a little arrogant, he is better when facing the great monk, the early and middle Yuan Infant monks almost did not pay attention to it, this is not right, after all, few immortal cultivators who can marry babies are fuel-efficient characters, they have adventures, they have supernatural powers, and they know that the other party is gone.

Cultivating immortals step by step, how can you be so careless.

Lin Xuan was alert to himself in his heart, and the light of the Green Fire Sword had become more and more dim, and while he had not completely lost contact with his divine sense, Lin Xuan hurriedly took it back.

On the surface of the sword body, the light was dim, and some black qi gathered but did not disperse.

Lin Xuan injected mana, but the speed of absorption of this sword was significantly slower, it seemed that it was not good to practice, and he had no idea of restoring it.

Lin Xuan flipped his palm and put it into the storage bag.

And the scholar's face showed a somewhat hideous smile.

Taking advantage of Lin Xuan's daze, he took the dragon and snake with his pen and wrote three fires in the sky in a row.

Then he slapped it on the storage bag, and dozens of hedrons flew out of it.

All of them were high-grade, Lin Xuan couldn't help but be stunned, this guy's net worth was really far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Manipulating the three words at the same time, the scholar also looked a little struggling, the expression on his face was extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood arrow spewed out.

The blood quickly fused with the aura in the hedron, and then it was absorbed by the three fire characters together.

The wind rose out of thin air, the sky seemed to be much darker, and the scholars' upper and lower left and right were filled with clouds of yin fire.

The color of the miserable white, each mass was only the size of a fist, but there were tens of thousands.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but change color, feeling a little numb on his scalp, but this was just the beginning, the scholar's expression was gloomy, but his expression became extremely arrogant, he suddenly took a deep breath, and then his hands danced, and from his body, a gloomy and cold mist emerged, and the ghosts in it were incessant, looking very poignant.

Yue'er is not wrong, it seems that this guy really has some strange connection with the Yin Spirit.

Confucianism, Yin Soul, this is really a bit weird.

I don't know what the origin of this strange scholar is.

But now, Lin Xuan didn't have the slightest contempt.

Those ghostly mist enveloped the scholar's body, and the screaming of the unjust soul reached his ears, and then something even stranger happened.

"Hurry!"

I saw the scholar's serious expression point, and tens of thousands of yin fires around him began to condense, and a tall and ten-zhang phantom appeared in the air.

It is a hideous ghost, the sharp horns on the head are eye-catching, the wings on the back are flapping gently, a pair of eyes are as big as copper bells, and they show a strange purple red, and the pupils are very different from human beings, they appear quite slender, and their hands and feet are covered with jet-black nails, faintly emitting a palpitating glow.

Then the ghost roared, like a long whale sucking water, swallowing all the surrounding ghost fog into its stomach, and the sound of gurgling came to the ears, and the phantom began to materialize.

Burst......

The scholar spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his face was so pale that he was a dead corpse, but his face was full of excitement: "How about it, although Xiao Sheng's blood soul true ghost skill is only cultivated to the third layer, but with the help of spirit stone treasures, summon the holy ghost to possess the body, the cultivation of this ghost is not weaker than that of the great monk, and it is too late for Daoyou to regret it now, rest assured, I will not kill you slowly, after destroying the body of Daoyou, I will bind your Yuan Infant, and then slowly draw your soul and refine your soul." ”

The scholar laughed sickly.

"You are obviously an immortal cultivator of Confucianism, but you know the secret art of ghosts and ghosts, and your Excellency exudes a cold yin soul aura, could it be that you are not all human, and you are related to the demons and ghosts of the Yin Si Realm?" Lin Xuan stared at the other party's eyes and spoke word by word.

The scholar's wild laughter stopped abruptly, his face showed a little curiosity, and a sneering voice came into his ears: "Daoyou is really smart, you can see that I have combined Confucian immortal magic with Yin Si supernatural powers, but I still can't guess my identity, it seems that after so many years, the seven great forces have completely forgotten my Luo family to the clouds." ”

"Luo family, what Luo family?" Lin Xuan was just pretending to be an elder of the Imperial Spirit Sect, so naturally he didn't know what he was referring to, but from just a few words, he could also hear that the other party had a lot of origins, and he seemed to have a grudge against the seven major sects.

"Forget it, if you still remember my Tianzhou Luo family, these years must have been constantly sent to chase and kill, how do we recover, the strength of the family now, although less than one-tenth of the heyday, but it has finally been passed on, and my Luo family was the overlord of the twelve states of Tianyun back then, and the bloodline of the six kings of the Yin Division was originally inherited from the bloodline of the Tiansha Ming King, and it was naturally able to perform some exercises in the Yin Division. The scholar sneered and spoke, a faint glint of pride on his face.

Lin Xuan didn't understand it at all, he had never heard of the six kings of the Yin Division before, after all, compared to the spirit world and the demon world, the monk really didn't know much about the Yin Si world, but Lin Xuan keenly caught another clue - Tianzhou!

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