Wang Lin, who was mixed in the crowd, was immediately shocked when he was lightly glanced at by the white-robed old man on the big boat in the sky. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info He clearly felt that the white-robed old man seemed to stay on his face for a moment, and a slight glance at it made Wang Lin feel that his soul was about to be seen through by the old man.

Standing naked in front of the white-robed old man, he has no secrets!

An extremely strong sense of awe suddenly appeared in his heart, and he understood in his heart that in front of a strong person like Donghe Ancestor, his little rookie in the Qi refining period was not as good as an ant!

One look can kill you!

In awe, Wang Lin clenched his fists tightly, he wanted to work harder to improve his cultivation!

Donghe Ancestor's eyes made Wang Lin understand a very terrible fact, if his strength was not strong enough, no matter how many spirit stones he had, how high his status was, and how powerful he was.

It's not enough for a strong man's eyes!

It's very important to earn spirit stones, but you can't waste your cultivation!

Wang Lin was complacent because his cultivation had soared to the seventh level of Qi refining, and under the look of the white-robed old man's eyes, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Uncle Shi, you see, this is White Kirist Island. ”

On the Qianfan shuttle, Jian Zhenren pointed to this big city that stretched for dozens of miles, and said to the white-robed old man beside him.

The white-robed old man glanced at it and nodded slightly, but there were no waves in his eyes, obviously there were no waves in the ancient well, and a mere white fog island was nothing in the eyes of the white-robed old man, and it couldn't make him have any emotions at all.

When Jian Zhenren saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, the only pride in his heart was also beaten by the uncle in front of him. He's still as tough as ever. Although the two are in a hostile relationship at the moment, they can talk and laugh as much as they sit down.

Although this uncle's cultivation has reached the realm of foundation building perfection, he is only one step away from the legendary Jindan Avenue, but his sword is not too bad, and in terms of status and power, he is one level higher than him everywhere. Cultivating as a weak, he firmly suppressed this on the battlefield as the uncle of the Donghe Sect.

With the support of the first sect in the world, this is the fundamental reason why he can suppress this old opponent, but with the support of the first sect in the world, he still can't completely defeat this uncle and complete the unification of the Chaohe Peninsula, which is also because of the support behind Donghezhong

The land of Middle-earth, Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion!

In today's world, no matter who hears this name, they will show a look of shock and give a thumbs up in their hearts!

The Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion has stood in the land of the North Pole for thousands of years without being defeated!

The disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion try the sword every twenty years, and the world is in chaos!

Heroes are born in troubled times, and the sword test disciples of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion are the leaders of heroes!

Hearing all the pride of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, a trace of pride flashed in the eyes of the sword real man, and his chest stood up unnaturally.

Because he is the head of the Xihe Sect, he has a lot of connections with the Xuantian Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, and it can even be said that his sword real person is a disciple of the Xuantian Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion! It's just that all kinds of reasons made him embark on this path.

"You really figured it out?"

The white-robed old man looked at the vast and endless White Kirist Island, and said lightly to the sword real man beside him.

"Uncle Shi, when the time comes, I will not give up. The long-cherished wish to unify the tide will not change. ”

"I have seen the Xuantian people, I am shocked by such a powerful Tsing Yi assassin, if he can have my cultivation in the foundation building period, my sword real person will not be his opponent! Afterwards, I suddenly discovered that the sword technique used by the Tsing Yi assassin is very familiar, it is the sword technique of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion! Then I realized that the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, the sword test once every twenty years has arrived! That Tsing Yi assassin is obviously not an assassin, but a disciple of the Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion who came to me to challenge! This made me suddenly think of Xuantian Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion, think of my father, and think of my uncle!"

"I figured it out, for the sake of my father's last wish must be realized, only under the leadership of Heavenly Dao can we restore the scenery of the Chaohe Sect back then, no, we will do better!"

Jian Zhenren's tone was extremely sincere, and his expression was very sincere. ”

Listening to Jian Zhenren's words, the white-robed old man's eyes froze slightly, and he became sad: "Senior Brother Jianxiong treated me well that day, but after so many years, haven't you seen the face of the Heavenly Dao who claims to be the first sect in the world, taking refuge in them will only make the Chaohe River doomed."

"Uncle Shi, this point has been discussed between the north and the south for hundreds of years, and there is no result, why bother to say more, this ruins are determined by our Xihe Sect!"

"Then we'll wait and see......" The white-robed old man's eyes softened, and he looked at the person behind him and Jian Zhenren.

Tsing Yi's long sword, standing with his hands in his hands, is like a piece of cold ice, and his eyes are sharp.

Like an ice sword, standing with his hands in his hands, silent and silent.

"?? to the Moon"

In the crowd, when Wang Lin looked at the figure in green clothes on the thousand sails, his expression was a little shocked and a little strange.

If he remembers clearly, the reason why he was able to get acquainted with Tsutsuki was because Tsutsuki was seriously injured when he was seriously injured by Jian Zhenren, and he relied on his own invisibility charm to save his life.

However, what made Wang Lin very puzzled was why the two enemies of life and death before were standing on the same ship at this moment?

Didn't Xiang Yue say that he had come to the school?

So, the white-robed old man is from the sect of the moon?

"Little Uncle, you have such a high level of cultivation at a young age, and your strength is even stronger, I wonder, how did Little Uncle do this? Is there any shortcut?

A beautiful woman like a fairy, wearing a yellow shirt, standing on the side of Xiang Yue, her face was flushed, her eyes were full of charm, her eyes contained spring water, and she asked Xiang Yue delicately.

Wang Lin immediately knew who this beauty was from the mouths of the good deeds around him, this was the princess of the Donghe Sect, the granddaughter of the Donghe Ancestor, Miao Miao Fairy.

In front of them, in their hearts, Fairy Miao Miao is a holy and unattainable fairy. She is the dream goddess of all the male monks in White Kirishim, and in their memories, Miao Miao Fairy is as noble as a white swan, high above. It is like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

And now, the Miao Miao fairy in their minds, their goddess is now a delicate woman, talking to the moon delicately.

Fortunately, all the minds of everyone in the White Fog Island were focused on the white-robed old man, but as for the two people standing behind the Donghe Ancestor and Jian Zhenren, it was difficult to see the two people standing behind the Donghe Ancestor and the Sword True Man.

Only Wang Lin, who is extremely familiar with the moon, will recognize the moon at a glance.