After Bu and Yunling Mountain, the four sword roads bumped and bumped, and the danger was also known.

But it doesn't matter if it's a trap or a ban. or demons, now appearing, can only kill the immortal cultivators of the Ning Dan period, with the strength of Tian Xiaojian. Nature is not enough to pose a threat to him.

But this cunning guy also saw that something was wrong here.

Originally, he came here, but he was a little curious after learning that Lin Xuan had advanced to the Yuan Infant Stage. Now it is natural that he does not want to continue to take risks.

After a little hesitation, Tian Xiaojian was already planning to go back the same way.

Although the surroundings were full of fog, when he came, Tian Xiaojian had already used secret techniques to secretly make marks.

It's naturally much safer to go the way you came.

However, Tian Xiaojian's escape was still not fast, and he quietly sacrificed a few protective treasures, after all, along the way, he had seen too many monks' bones.

Although the self-possession of supernatural powers is much deeper, they dare not be careless.

"Huh!"

Tian Xiaojian suddenly slowed down and stopped. A small mountain peak stands in front of you.

The young master of the Medicine Palace had a glint in his eyes, and his expression became gloomy.

If he remembered correctly, it should have been a smooth road, and there were no peaks.

A cold gaze swept around, and there was nothing wrong with it. But the cautious look on Tian Xiaojian's face became stronger and stronger.

He didn't believe that he could be mistaken, after all, as long as he was an immortal cultivator, almost everyone could never forget it.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes froze, and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand, held it in front of his chest, and suddenly a stream of demonic qi flew out of his body, and after rolling, he turned into a wisp of black mang, and slashed fiercely on the mountain peak.

Thundered!

Gravel splashed and scattered like rain.

The whole mountain was cut off by him. There is still not a trace of anomalies.

A trace of doubt flashed in Tian Xiaojian's eyes. Could it be that I really remember wrong?

After a little thought, he was wrapped in demonic qi again, and slowly flew towards the mountain.

And a phantom that was almost faint suddenly emerged, quietly like behind him

Finish.

Tian Xiaojian didn't seem to be aware of anything.

The phantom was overjoyed, and seeing that it was less than three feet away from the target, it suddenly twisted, turned into a hideous grimace, and bit down fiercely.

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The sound of teeth clashing, and the phantom bit into the air. Tian Xiaojian blurred for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.

The black light flashed, and the grimace had been cut in half, and a three-foot Qingfeng came into view, which was a simple fairy sword.

"Ahh

And at the moment when the grimace was extinguished. A terrible scream was heard. Then next to a big tree on the side of the road, a beautiful woman in red stumbled and appeared.

This woman is about in her early thirties, her age is not very light, her face is only average, but her figure is extremely hot.

Barefooted, obviously cultivating charming, he is actually an immortal cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

But at this moment, her face was full of anger, and the grimace that was destroyed just now was a shadow of her cultivation.

It is also a kind of distraction, which is naturally connected to the ontological mind, and after the fall, the vitality will be greatly damaged.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the fourth senior sister to be here, the younger brother is really far away. A kind smile appeared on the corner of Tian Jian's mouth, but there was a vicious light flashing in his eyes.

This woman is also a disciple of the Great Elder of the Medicine Palace. Nominally they are the same door with him, but secretly. but regarded his little junior brother as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

If he hadn't been alert just now, even if he hadn't fallen, he would have been absolutely seriously injured.

"You, how did you find me?" the woman's face was full of resentment, but when combined with flattery, there was a different kind of temptation in the eyes of the man.

"Senior sister, this question is good, but do you think I will tell you?" Tian Xiaojian said sarcastically, the other party's flattery had no effect on him.

With a move of his hand, the fairy sword was shining with magic light, and it had already flown in front of him, and it was the natal magic weapon that he had successfully refined with great difficulty, the Netherworld Broken Heart Sword.

"Okay, okay, junior brother, you're really good, but don't want to live today. Before the woman's words fell, she stretched out her hand and slapped it on her waist, and a banner was sacrificed by her.

Shizun has always favored this kid very much, and even intends to pass on his mantle, which is naturally something that several of their first disciples never want to see.

However, in the main altar, there are many people with mixed eyes, and there is the protection of the master, although they hate Tian Jian very much in their hearts. But I don't dare to do anything, but now,

There are many crises in Junling Mountain, and there are countless monks who have fallen here, and it is the best place to kill the little junior disciples, so you don't have to worry about leaving any troubles.

This woman originally wanted to use the shadow puppet to sneak attack, which would save a lot of effort, but the distraction puppet that Lu Dao had finally cultivated died in the hands of the other party.

Shocked and angry, the woman finally decided to take matters into her own hands.

"Oh, if you want to kill the little brother, the fourth senior sister, can you do it, why don't you let me send your soul back to the underworld?" Tian Xiaojian spoke in a calm tone and spoke slowly.

"Don't be ashamed!"

This woman didn't put his threat in her eyes at all, how long did this kid condense into a Yuan Infant and he has advanced to the middle stage for more than a hundred years, the strength of the two is not, the door is a word, and the tattoo is not a pat to the master Zun, and the cultivation is not worth mentioning a magic trick to beat out.

The flag rose in the wind, and a gray hurricane hit the ground with an astonishing momentum, squeezing towards the opponent.

"Humph!"

Tian Xiaojian had no fear on his face and stretched out his hand. Like a slow point ahead, he whispered: "Hurry!"

The Netherworld Heartbreaker Sword flashed, and layers of ghosts appeared, like the furious waves of the sea, swept towards the hurricane.

The other side.

At the top of a certain mountain, a young man in a green shirt stood proudly, and hundreds of cyan sword qi flew around his body.

The momentum is amazing.

Behind the young man, there was a young girl who was as beautiful as a flower, also manipulating a short sword magic weapon, and the blue light was gone, but it was obviously not as relaxed and comfortable as the young man.

Around their bodies, thousands of strange monsters were flying.

It looks like it's a head-sized eyeball, but it has bat-like wings, which looks very strange.

Wu Yun'er is also a monk in the Ning Dan period. And he was born in the Xiuxian family, and later worshiped Ouyang Qinxin as a teacher, speaking of which, she is also a well-educated and knowledgeable woman, but this kind of monster in front of her, let alone seen it before, I have never heard of it.

From those eyes, black pillars of light could be released, and the power was strong enough to compare to the full force of the mid-foundation building monk.

If there are only a few, Wu Yun'er himself is capable of enemies, but there are thousands, then there is absolutely no power to fight back.

But Uncle Lin in front of him doesn't seem to be so hard."

In fact, along the way, Lin Xuan had already shown too many surprising strengths, demons, traps, prohibitions, and some dangers that could not be called famous at all, all of which he downplayed and resolved one by one.

The supernatural powers of the monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, Wu Yun'er has not never seen it, the nickname of the little fairy with a good mouth is not called in vain, she is born with a sweet mouth, so Ouyang Qin loves it very much, and he also took her to participate in the transaction of the Yuan Infant level.

Although she doesn't have the strength to exchange anything, she has a long insight.

At the trade fair, she had seen two seniors in the middle of the Yuan Infant study, although it was also the world that changed color, but compared with this Lin Shibo, it was obviously not an order of magnitude.

Could it be that this master is a great monk, but he just lied to himself and said that it was the middle stage.

It's no wonder that Wu Yun'er thinks so, after all, with her cultivation in the Ning Dan stage, she can only sense that Lin Xuan is a senior of Yuanying, but the specific realm is vague, and it is all from Lin Xuan himself.

Along the way, Lin Xuan showed his magic powers, and he didn't mention it for the time being. Let's just say that in front of him, those cyan sword qi were just released by him casually, and he didn't use magic weapons. But the power is actually stronger than his own Xuanqing Sword.

Shizun's former friend, but Youzhou should not be a wild place, so there will be such a monk with great magical powers.

Wu Yun'er was curious, but when she looked at Lin Xuan, her eyes became more and more respectful.

The sky was covered with blood rain, but all of them were blocked by a cyan light curtain, Lin Xuan expanded the range of the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield, and Wu Yun'er was also shrouded in it, so that he would not encounter danger.

Although the sword qi was sharp, the number of those monsters was too much, and it took a full meal before they were finally all killed.

Lin Xuan put the magic trick away and put down his hands. Staring at the corpse at his feet, he was silent.

"Uncle Shi, are these the demons you are talking about?" Wu Yun'er's weak voice came into his ears, as if he was a little afraid of disturbing Lin Xuan.

"Hmph, demons, how can they be so weak, these are just ordinary beasts that have been demonized. The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

Although it's just some low-level demonic things. However, there are so many of them, and immortal cultivators below the Yuan Infant Stage are almost certain to die if they encounter them.

This is an extremely powerful pass, and it seems that Mao Jing is not far from the center.

"What, an ordinary beast after being demonized?" Wu Yun'er was stunned for a moment, and then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"What, you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"Uncle Shi's words are serious, where is Yun'er so bold?" the girl was startled, and hurriedly lowered her head and whispered.

"Don't be afraid, Lin is not the kind of guy with a strange temper. Lin Xuan had a gentle smile on his face, and Wu Yun'er, who was told what was going on, blushed, most of the old men and babies had strange tempers. And this Uncle Lin is as gentle and kind as Shizun, and the two have similar temperaments, no wonder they are friends.

Lin Xuan didn't know what this girl was thinking. With a flick of his fingers, a blue glow flew out from his fingers. A roll at the corpse of a monster not far away. A swarthy, shiny bead was removed. Then another spell was struck, and the corpse's light flickered, and its shape changed.

Lin Xuan's face was calm. However, Wu Yun'er couldn't help but widen her eyes and covered her mouth with her hands. Voices all became stammering: "No" can't be, this, this is"

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