This mysterious man and woman are both legendary clutches. Suddenly, the black-robed monk was drenched in cold sweat, and his face became extremely pale.

But I feel ridiculous, looking at the twelve states of Tianyun, there are very few immortal cultivators in the clutch period, Youzhou is just a wild place, how can an old monster of that level come to such a place?

What's more, there are two at once. Could it be that he was mistaken? Thinking so in his heart, he used his divine sense to sweep over the master and servant. It's still indestructible, even if it's not a clutch, it's definitely not something that you can match. The black-robed immortal cultivator trembled with fright.

A few families were happy and a few were sad, unlike his face full of fear, several immortal cultivators led by Xu Yin all showed a look of great joy.

Even if they hadn't seen Lin Xuan's master and servant with their own eyes, they could see that they were not enemies but friends.

What's more, after Xu Yin made sure that her beloved daughter was fine, she was blessed in mid-air, and saluted respectfully and excitedly: "Moon Fairy, uncle." ”

Teacher?

When the other monks heard this, they couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, could it be that the immortal cultivator in front of them was the Supreme Elder of the sect?

With this thought in mind, and then looking at Lin Xuan's appearance, it was really familiar, and it was vivid with a certain portrait in the ancestral hall of the patriarch.

"See Elder Taishang. ”

The remaining four Ning Dan stage cultivators stepped forward one after another to pay their respects.

I heard that more than a hundred years ago, Elder Lin was in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and now that the enemy is so afraid, could it be that he has been promoted and become a late stage great cultivator.

You must know that compared with Yunzhou, the cultivation conditions in Youzhou are extremely difficult, and the former Extreme Demon Venerable, with the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Infant, made the group of cultivators look sideways, known as the first person in Youzhou.

The Great Immortal Cultivator is just a legend in this place, and everyone's eyes are hot.

Although the black-robed immortal cultivator was extremely apprehensive in his heart, he was naturally unwilling to sit still and wait for death, his natal magic weapon had been destroyed, but as a primordial infant immortal cultivator, no matter how poor he was, he could not have only one treasure.

Gritted his teeth and slapped on his waist, and a short black fork was sacrificed by him.

It's not too long, but the runes on the surface are all over the place, and there is a thick yin qi coming out, and it is not an ordinary treasure at first glance.

A hint of fierceness flashed in the black-robed monk's eyes, and he stretched out his hand, as if beating a drum, and beat it down as if he were beating his chest.

Then his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Needless to say, there is a mixture of his natal true nothingness.

After the essence blood was absorbed, the short fork was violent, and there was a faint mournful ghost cry inside, turning into a flying rainbow and shooting towards Lin Xuan and Yue'er.

Of course, the black-robed monk was not an idiot, he did not do this to defeat the enemy, but only to buy himself time to escape.

After sacrificing the short fork, his figure, which he didn't even think of, turned, and countless black qi surged out, protecting his body inside, and then turned into a dark cloud and shot away towards the sky.

"If you want to leave, don't you think it's too late?"

Lin Xuan turned his head, there was no surprise or joy on his face, he just raised his right hand very calmly, and grabbed towards the void so slowly.

Suddenly, an incredible scene appeared in the eyes of the cultivators.

I saw that the sky, which was originally empty, suddenly seemed to be a small tide of stones that had been cast, rippling, and then a large shining net appeared.

, this... \-，

The infantile immortal cultivator was stunned for a moment, and then he was frightened, this kind of divine power was unheard of, and the Yuan Infant Immortal cultivator would definitely not be able to use it.

The other party is really clutched

This thought has not yet been turned, the big net has come down like him as a hood, as for the ghost fork he sacrificed, Lin Xuan and Yue'er simply turned a blind eye, just a small early stage monk, trying to threaten them, it was just a fool's dream.

The ghost fork was only halfway through the flight, and then it stopped by itself, as if surrounded by some strange supernatural power.

There was no suspense at all, the clouds dispersed, and the black-robed monk was trapped in the net.

His face was full of ashes, and it was definitely useless to beg for mercy, and it was better to make his own calculations than to suffer in the hands of the other party.

With the will to die in his heart, he no longer hesitated, but Lin Xuan had a lot of experience in fighting methods, "At a glance, he could see the other party's intention to blow himself up.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a ray of light flew out and disappeared from the other party's chest.

The black-robed monk only felt that the sky was spinning, and his mana was lost, not to mention that he couldn't do it by blowing up his own primordial baby, even if he moved his fingers, at this moment, it became a luxury.

"You...... What exactly do you want?"

"Hmph, do you need to say this, Your Excellency's origin is mysterious, of course Lin has to use the soul searching supernatural power. Lin Xuan's eyes shimmered, and his expression was flat.

"Soul searching, fellow Daoists, don't think about it, the disciples of this sect have all been used with secret techniques, you can't get anything, how about we make a deal?" A trace of fear flashed in the black-robed monk's eyes, but he opened his mouth with a roll of his eyes.

"Deal, hmph, Your Excellency is really whimsical, you are just a captive of Lin now, also

Are you qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"Fellow Daoist, there is something wrong with your ears, I said that soul searching is useless, if you are willing to swear to let me go, if you want to know what the Tao is, the younger generation will definitely know everything. "The ants are still stealing their lives, not to mention the immortal cultivators, although the chances of knowing the Dao are slim, the guy in front of him still refuses to let go of a glimmer of hope.

"Oh, is it?" Lin Xuan was unmoved.

"Daoist friends don't think I'm lying, if you don't believe it, you can ask a few people in front of you, it's not that the disciples of this sect have not fallen into the hands of your sect, but can the soul searching technique be effective?"

"Believe, how could Lin not believe you?" Lin Xuan's smile was unfathomable: "But first, I learned from your mouth, how do I know if you lied to me, and secondly, the Dao is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high, do you think that the secret technique of shielding the soul searching supernatural power is also useful in front of Lin?"

Before the words fell, Lin Xuan didn't wait for the other party to speak again, and directly put his hand on the top of the other party's head.

After a full time of tea, the fire in Han Li's hand was gone, and the black-robed monk's body had turned to ashes, and only an inch-tall Yuan Infant remained, but he was still unable to move, and his eyes were full of pain and confusion.

Lin Xuan raised his hand, a smile appeared in his palm, and he took Yuan Ying inside.

What else is polite to the enemy, for the Demon Dao Supreme Treasure Beast Soul Banner, the monk Yuan Ying is a great supplement.

"Uncle Shuai, do you know the origin of the other party?"

Xu Yin opened his mouth with anticipation on his face, as the other party said, their soul searching technique had no effect, but Lin Xuan was different after all, Xu Yin was full of confidence in this uncle's supernatural powers, and he might be able to solve the mystery of the other party's origin.