Killing a mere Wei Butuo could not make Lin Xuanqing give up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a wave of his sleeves, he made a "bang", and a wooden door directly opposite him shattered, and he stepped into the house in one step.

"Teleportation array?"

Lin Xuanqing looked at a small teleportation array in this earthen house, and before the afterglow faded, his face became extremely ugly.

The green-haired old man and a group of men must have just left in this small teleportation array.

"The teleportation distance of this teleportation array is not more than 10000 miles, and it should still be near Sumen Island. Can build a teleportation array under the nose of the Sealed Sword Pavilion on Sumen Island......" Lin Xuanqing thought of something, stared at the teleportation array for a while, and finally raised his hand and slashed out a sword ray, directly smashing it.

What are you kidding, I don't know where the other end of the teleportation array is, in case the other party has already laid a net, wouldn't he have thrown himself into the net.

He walked out of the earthen hut again, back into the courtyard, and his eyes scanned around to find something beneath a corpse. Suddenly raised his arm, and his palm grabbed at the void in the shape of a claw, and an object suddenly ejected and fell into his big hand. When I looked down, it was actually a black token.

He clearly remembered that when those Sword Sealing Pavilion guards saw these black tokens just now, they didn't let go of a single one and then retreated.

After thinking about it, he hid the black token in his cuffs, glanced at the dilapidated courtyard again, and immediately stopped staying, his body flickered, and the whole person disappeared directly.

A few days later.

Although a fierce battle in the dilapidated courtyard ended, the aftermath did not stop, but became the talk of many monks after dinner.

They speculated about who was so bold as to make trouble on Suman Island.

You must know that Sumen Island is under the control of the Fengjian Pavilion, and the rules are extremely strict, and anyone who dares to defy the authority of the Fengjian Pavilion, no matter who they are, will be wiped out. As a result, the entire Sumen Island was extinguished and became a "happy land" for the monks, and large-scale fighting was almost extinct.

Lin Xuanqing, as the person concerned, was sitting in a luxurious private room at the auction hall of the Yuanyi Chamber of Commerce at this time, closing his eyes and recuperating, quietly waiting for something.

Sumen Island has a very prosperous atmosphere of cultivating immortals, so there are many auctions on the island, and the auction of the Ouyi Chamber of Commerce is undoubtedly the largest. Here, whether it is a sea beast pill, a young beast, a spirit grass, or a pill, there is almost everything, as long as you can afford the price, you can get everything you want. Because of this, the luxurious private rooms in this auction are also very valuable, and except for some big families, ordinary monks simply cannot afford to pay for them. Of course, Lin Xuanqing is an exception.

Through the window of the box, you can just see a bone blade being auctioned on the auction table, which is said to be made of the bones of the Beast Emperor, and it is very evil, it can suck blood and nourish, and the more monks who die under the bone blade, the stronger this bone blade will be.

"It's indeed a good plaything!" Lin Xuan said lightly, evaluating the auction item.

That's right, this earth spirit weapon-level artifact is indeed just a plaything in his eyes, because any Danxi Fire Divine Sword on his body is a divine spirit weapon-level. So there's no interest in this thing.

"Brother Lin, you are finally willing to come to me, let Ling'er look forward to it so hard!" The box door was pushed open, and a delicate girl in green clothes walked in, who is it not Gu Ling'er?

Originally, Lin Xuanqing planned to go directly to the Fengjian Pavilion to meet Gu Linger, but after fighting the green-haired old man, he dispelled this idea. So, through the guards of the Fengjian Pavilion, he passed the news to Gu Ling'er and asked her to meet here.

"You're here, please be seated. Lin Xuanqing made a gesture of please and pointed to a position opposite.

Gu Linger naturally wouldn't be polite to him, sat down, his eyes rolled on him, and said in surprise: "You have become stronger again?"

Although Gu Ling'er's cultivation is weak, she is very sensitive to the capture of breath.

"Can you see that?" Lin Xuanqing was slightly stunned.

"When we parted, although you were also very powerful, your breath leaked out, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, so that people could not look directly at your light; Even Daddy can't do this, how did you do it?" Gu Ling'er had been following the Pavilion Master of the Ancient Sword Pavilion all year round, and naturally had some understanding of the cultivation of the Divine Departure Realm.

Lin Xuanqing smiled slightly, and said casually: "It's just that I have encountered some chances." When he said about chance, he naturally referred to the enlightenment in the ancient tomb of the Ruins Island. Everything on the Relic Island involved the secrets of Gu Xiu, and he couldn't confide in them at will, even in the face of Gu Ling'er, he couldn't say too much.

Gu Ling'er didn't get to the bottom of it, but just said sourly: "Others may not be able to encounter any opportunities in their lives, but it's good for you to meet them every once in a while, just like these opportunities are prepared for you." It's really more popular than people!"

"Haha," Lin Xuanqing was amused by her cute expression, and said with a smile, "You, the little princess of the Sword Pavilion, are you also afraid of lack of opportunities?"

"How is this the same," Gu Ling'er argued, "Although we also have some inheritances in the Sealing Sword Pavilion, we pay attention to gradual progress, otherwise how could I be trapped in Kirishima?"

Lin Xuanqing waved his hand and said solemnly: "Don't talk about this yet, I'll show you something!"

Then, with a flick of his hand, an object immediately appeared on the table, which was the black token.

Gu Linger picked up the token, held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly for a while, his eyes flashed: "Xuanwu Ling, how can you have such a thing?"

"Do you know where it came from?" Lin Xuanqing was relieved and hurriedly asked.

"Of course I do. The Xuanwu Order is the identity token of a mysterious force in charge of the Nine Patterns of the Pavilion, and the details of this power are only known to Daddy and the Nine Patterns of the Nine Patterns, and even to me is secret. However, the appearance of the Xuanwu Token was something that even the ordinary elders of the Pavilion had to avoid. Where did you get this from?" asked Gu Ling'er as she raised her head, her nose slightly wrinkled.

Lin Xuanqing immediately did not hide it, and told the situation he encountered in the dilapidated courtyard 1510. He had a guess in his heart, could it be that the green-haired old man was the most mysterious nine-pattern offering in the Fengjian Pavilion?

If that's the case, then it's a big problem.

A sea beast transformed into a human form and mingled in the Fengjian Pavilion, and the picture must be not small. Once the other party makes an attack, I am afraid that the entire Sealing Sword Pavilion is in danger of being destroyed. Although he had no feelings for Feng Sword Pavilion, he didn't want to see the tragedy happen.

"When I was very young, I saw the mysterious Nine Patterns once to worship, and although I don't have much of an impression now, it is definitely not the green-haired old man you said you were talking about. Well, come with me to see Daddy, and he should tell you the answer. By the way, didn't you also ask about the situation of the Hall of the Dead from your father's mouth?" Gu Ling'er knew that this matter was important, so she didn't dare to slack off, and said nervously.

"Not bad. Lin Xuanqing said.

The two of them immediately stopped delaying and were about to leave from the auction hall of the Aoyi Chamber of Commerce, but at this time, the words of the host of the auction hall made Lin Xuanqing's footsteps pause.

"The next auction item is a inheritance spirit tablet taken from an ancient battlefield in the 10,000-meter deep sea, please take a look!"

Lin Xuanqing glanced over and saw that on the high platform of the auction, two men with amazing strength carried an ancient monument and displayed it to all the guests present. The ancient monument was actually not big, only about half a foot high, and a corner was missing, but the two big men looked very struggling.

Ancient Treasure?

Lin Xuanqing was shocked in his heart, a word was formed in his mind, and his eyes suddenly lit up with a bright light. (To be continued.) )