Come out, Daoist friends hide their heads and hide their tails, do you want to do that?" Lin Xuan said as he slowly turned his body and stared at an empty place on the left, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Hmph, Your Excellency is young, and his divine sense is not weak, and he can actually find the whereabouts of this fairy, it seems that I still underestimate you. A delicate and pleasant voice came into his ears, which was obviously very beautiful, but for some reason, Lin Xuan felt very uncomfortable.

Immediately, the air in that place shook like water waves, and a beautiful girl like a flower came into view.

This woman is only in her twenties, wearing a red dress, her skin is as white as jade, and her whole body is full of Zhong Lingqi, especially those eyes, which are even more agile and spiritual, a woman with both temperament and beauty.

It was beautiful and delicious, but Lin Xuan's expression suddenly became solemn, and his face was even a little pale.

Infant old monster!

And it's also the cultivation of the mid-term peak.

This woman stood in front of her so slim, and she didn't even move a finger, but the spiritual pressure had already hit her face.

Lin Xuan only felt that his brain was "buzzing", as if he had been punched hard in his divine sense, and his headache was splitting, his heart was full of joy, and he took a deep breath, his mana worked, and he hugged Yuan Shouyi, and the uncomfortable feeling gradually subsided.

Archenemy!

Lin Xuan made a judgment in an instant.

He was only cultivating in the Ning Dan period. But the oddities are strange. It's not the first time I've met the old monster in my infancy.

Let's just say just now. He also fought with one person and one demon.

The human monk doesn't talk about demons for the time being, but he is genuinely transformed into a mid-stage supernatural power. It should be similar to this woman. However, the pressure is not the same at all.

Even more bizarrely. This woman Lin Xuanming has never seen it. But somehow. But somehow it's a little familiar.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. I pondered it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Lin Xuan thought about it.

Red Silk Fairy!

Just now, in order to find the idea of getting out of here, he used a secret technique to forcibly search the memories of the corpse baby.

There seems to be a little bit of information about this woman in it.

Although he didn't deliberately look for it, only a few fragments flashed Lin Xuan connected them, and his face began to turn pale.

This woman is also the ancient cultivator of the Jade Xuanzong, and she is the most core figure, although she is not a great monk in the later period, but she is also one of the very important elders.

But it wasn't these things that frightened Lin Xuan.

It was this woman who had the audacity to attack the head of Yuxuanzong during the civil strife in Yuxuanzong...... That's a monk in the clutch period.

Although the body was destroyed and the baby was also frozen, she was lucky not to die, and you can see how powerful her magical powers are.

Since the other party is an elder of the Jade Xuanzong, it is no wonder that he can know this place and be able to hide here first.

Lin Xuan figured out the cause and effect, although there was some fear and panic in his heart, he still tried his best to maintain his composure.

This kind of thing is a sinister situation, the more you can't panic, no matter how many winds and waves you have broken through, you must not fall in this place.

Of course, the face is the next step, first probe the other party's tone.

Thinking of this, the magic weapon in Lin Xuan's body trembled non-stop, and he was already gaining momentum, but on his face, he squeezed out a little smile: "The junior has seen the fairy." ”

The corners of Hong Aya's mouth were slightly upturned, and her face showed a hint of playfulness, interesting, she really admired this young man's mind.

If it is a different Ning Dan stage monk, he will either tremble, kneel down and beg for mercy, or grit his teeth and fight hard, but he is waiting for an opportunity to escape.

These are two of the most normal reactions, but both are stupid.

And this young man didn't, under the pressure of his own spirit, he still kept calm.

It's a buildable material!

In time, the accomplishment will be extraordinary.

It's a pity that life is not good.

Hong Aya didn't say anything to him, since he took the treasure of my Jade Xuanzong, he was doomed to die.

A fierce color flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, and she sighed softly, and flicked her jade hand.

Her movements were extremely soft, as if she was dancing, but when her sleeves waved, a pure spiritual power was released.

It was a pink mist!

There was not much mist, but it was like a living thing, wriggling as if it was alive, and then, a spirit bird with a length of feet jumped out of the mist, raised its head and let out a chirp, its eyes flashed with red light, and flew towards Lin Xuan.

At first glance, this attack is unremarkable.

However, Lin Xuan's expression was extremely solemn.

Stretched out his hand and slapped it on the storage bag, and the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword flew up, turning into a seven-eight-foot ice Jiao, colliding with the spirit bird.

The volume of the two is proportional at all, and if you analyze it visually, the spirit bird should be devoured by the dragon in one look.

However, the result was quite different.

Bingjiao did open its mouth wide, but the spirit bird was not swallowed, but burrowed into its own stomach.

Lin Xuan frowned, this win was too easy, and then he secretly screamed that it was not good, only to see that a red line suddenly appeared on the surface of the ice jiao, first a little shallow, and then it became deeper and larger, spreading over the entire ice jiao's body, like a demonic flame, burning fiercely.

The Drifting Clouds and Snow Sword suddenly lost his spirituality.

Lin Xuan's face turned pale, although this was not his natal magic weapon, he naturally didn't want to be destroyed so easily.

With a pinch of his hands, Bingjiao suddenly shrank, turned into a blue light, and flew back to his hand.

Hong Aya smiled lightly, but she didn't dwell on it, her mind was slightly spitting, and a red light flew out from the surface of the sword body, reducing it to a spirit bird, suspended above her head.

"Daoist friends don't need to work in vain, just with your little magical power, how can you fight against this fairy, I have a suggestion, I don't know if you want to listen to it?"

Lin Xuan's expression was uncertain, looking at the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, although the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword could not be said to be a top-notch thing, it was also a powerful ancient treasure.

I have always used it handy, like divine help, but this time......

The sword body is covered with marks everywhere, and there are even many broken places, is there a mistake, the other party destroyed his treasure with a casual blow?

However, Lin Xuan didn't care about being distressed, he was more still afraid, there was no vanity under the fame, no wonder the corpse baby was so jealous of the Red Silk Fairy, the other party's magical powers were still far beyond his imagination.

Seeing that she didn't make a move, Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, took a breath, and calmed down his somewhat frightened mood: "What advice, fairy, please say it." ”

Although he knew that the other party stopped after a blow, the purpose was to establish authority, and the conditions proposed must be harsh, but Lin Xuan weighed the two sides, and he didn't want to bump into her, so he listened to it first and then said, anyway, he could choose after considering whether he agreed or not.