But facts are facts, even if you don't want to believe it, how to explain the scene in front of you.

Similar in appearance?

Hong Aya shook her head, the same as Lin Xuan's judgment.

Looks can be the same, but there is never a thing in the world where two people have exactly the same temperament.

What's more, back then, the two of them had made a move, and Hong Aya recognized Lin Xuan's mana fluctuations.

Although things have changed over time, Lin Xuan is no longer what it used to be, and even on Demon Spirit Island, he has inherited the mantle of the Xuanfeng Fairy, but his Nine Heavens Xuangong has reached the point of great success, and this will not change, so from the fluctuation of mana, it is not difficult for Hongya to recognize Lin Xuan.

After the initial suspicion, Hong Aya unwillingly released her divine sense, and swept it over and over Lin Xuan's body, without mistake, the other party was indeed the legendary clutch.

The woman's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Bite the teeth tightly.

As the saying goes, when the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed, but he offended this kid very badly, and now the road is narrow, and the other party has never repaid the grievances with virtue, Hong Aya doesn't want to fall, what should I do?

Back then, when the Jade Xuanzong was in turmoil, she dared to sneak attack the clutch with her magical powers in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but that was because she still had a senior uncle of the same level on her side.

But now the situation is different, although there are more people on his side, his cultivation is lower than his own, and it is useless at all.

The minds of both sides were spinning in their minds, and there were thousands of thoughts, and for a while, the scene seemed extremely peaceful.

But this is just an illusion.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

The oppressive atmosphere makes people breathless at all.

A long laugh came into his ears, but it was Lin Xuan who broke the silence first: "Farewell to Demon Spirit Island, the fairy demeanor is still the same, two hundred years in a hurry, I can't imagine that we will meet again one day." ”

Before the words fell, the surrounding Luo family monks all showed a look of surprise on their faces.

In particular, several Yuan Infant Immortal cultivators were even more vigilant, and quietly stretched out their hands like storage bags.

After all, the Great Elder was not related to them by blood, and on the surface the relationship was harmonious and harmonious, but in the final analysis, he was just an outsider.

The clutch stage immortal cultivator in front of him was obviously either friend or foe, and the two had known each other for a long time.

Could it be ...... ，...

The Great Elder is scheming, and he is simply a spy.

Hong Aya's face was as white as paper, but at this moment, how could she be in the mood to care about the reaction of the Luo family monks, Lin Xuan was the great enemy.

Deep in her heart, "She understands that it is difficult for her to escape today, after all, Yuanying is clutched, on the surface, there is only a realm difference, but there is a world difference in strength.

But with the character of Red Silk, how can you tie your hands, not to mention who said that a woman must be weak, this woman is very strong.

I'd rather break the jade than be whole.

In any case, she would not open her mouth like Lin Xuan begging for mercy.

"What are you thinking nonsense, this palace has an enmity with this person, and now, what else is there to say, everyone works together to fight a bloody way. Hong Aya's gaze swept over the faces of several Luo family elders, and she spoke coldly.

"Yes...... But the other party is a legendary clutch. The old man in the yellow shirt swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spoke hoarsely.

"So what, do you beg for mercy, do you think that as long as you bend your knees, the other party will let us go?"

The monks of the Luo family fell silent, they were not idiots, they understood that what Hong Aya said was the truth, and the situation in front of them was impossible to be good.

Tied up, you can only let the other party slaughter and fight, although there is little hope, but there is still a little hope.

After all, the clutch period is terrible, and they have only seen it in ancient books, and they have not really seen it with their own eyes.

There's only one enemy, and if you fight, you won't be able to beat it, but maybe you will have a chance to escape.

Thinking so in their hearts, although the monks of the Luo family were still apprehensive in their hearts, they barely had the determination to fight against the water.

Lin Xuan turned a blind eye, poor and ignorant guys, it seemed that they didn't cry when they saw the coffin.

"All the disciples listen to the order and shoot together, there are so many of us, can't we still bombard and kill them?"

The old man in the yellow shirt raised his arms and shouted, full of confidence on the surface, of course, these words were for fooling, if the disciples below were not cannon fodder, how could they have a chance to escape.

Although they are the same family, the immortal cultivators are all selfish.

Those low-level immortal cultivators were intimidated by Lin Xuan's realm, but the specific realm was not very clear, relying on the large number of people, it was not that they had no courage at all.

Radiant with inspiration, they have sacrificed their magic weapons or spiritual weapons.

I saw swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and the sky was lined with eighteen kinds of weapons, and it looked terrifying.

It's a pity that in Lin Xuan's eyes, it's just a mustard.

Lin Xuan didn't make any extra moves, he just raised his right hand, and in an instant, he affected the heaven and earth aura within a radius of dozens of miles.

The sound of puff came to his ears, and thousands of wind blades formed around Lin Xuan.

Then the wind blades were arranged and combined, turning into several wind dragons seven or eight zhang long, circling and flying in front of Lin Xuan, looking shocking.

"Over...... ，... What kind of secret art is this?"

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, those low-level monks are okay, they can't see the magic of this trick, a few old monsters in the infancy stage, their pupils shrink one by one, the wind dragon is not an ordinary demonic transformation technique, and the mana contained in it is eye-catching.

"Kill!"

I don't know who let out a shout, stabbing his flying sword fiercely like Lin Xuan, and the other immortal cultivators also started one after another, and for a while, the flying spirit weapon magic weapon covered the entire day.

"Hurry!"

In the face of the attack like a raging storm, Lin Xuan just spit out a word, and those several huge wind dragons immediately rushed forward.

The sound of bang bang bang came into the ears, and the other party's treasure touched in mid-air, the magic weapon was better, but the spirit was lost, and it was violently beaten back, and the spiritual weapons of those monks in the foundation building period were destroyed without exception.

The wind dragon did not rest on his laurels, and continued to pounce on the surrounding immortal cultivators with his teeth and claws.

In an instant, the screams came and went, and those Luo family disciples had no power to resist at all, not to mention ordinary immortal cultivators, even a few primordial old monsters only supported a few rounds, and they became the souls under the claws of the wind dragon.

In less than half a cup of tea, hundreds of Luo family monks all fell.

In the sky above the huge Mochou Valley, there was only one man and one woman left, Lin Xuan and the Red Silk Fairy.

Lin Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, his demeanor was extremely leisurely, and Hong Aya's face was a little pale, but her beautiful eyes were still full of stubbornness.

Although Lin Xuan's supernatural powers were far above her imagination, she still didn't think about begging for mercy.

To be a human being, you must have backbone.

The mountain peaks are blowing, and the red silk hair is raised, and this beautiful and stubborn woman exudes a different kind of charm.