Lin Yizhi was shocked by the vast Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, looking at its peerless figure intently, and suddenly an old and unfamiliar voice came from his ears.

"Young man, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

Lin Yizhi was shocked by these words, you must know that in this situation, there are dangers everywhere, in such a secret and silent space, there was a sudden voice of a stranger talking not far away, what was the purpose of this person's sudden voice?

Is it an enemy or a friend, if it is an enemy, when Lin Yizhi was out of his mind, he silently gave Lin Yizhi a fatal blow, I'm afraid Lin Yizhi didn't even know how he died.

There is also Lin Yizhi's cultivation although it is low, but it has also been in the realm of the exorcism period, and the cultivation of the divine soul is far beyond the speed of his own cultivation of the exercises, and the demon heart of the Silent Destruction has secretly given a lot of benefits, and the realm of the divine soul has already broken through the Jindan stage with one foot, although Zhiwei's ability is still worse than Chu Xiao, but it can also be called a hall entry.

However, this is the case, at such a close distance, Lin Yizhi didn't even find out when a person was hiding behind the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, this person was silent, Lin Yizhi couldn't perceive his existence at all, which could only explain two problems.

Either this person appeared out of thin air, or this person's cultivation is much higher than his own, even higher than Chu Xiao and others in the Yuan Infant Period, and it is very likely that he has already entered the realm of the Mahayana period.

In this case, the sudden appearance of such a dangerous character is like a great enemy for Lin Yizhi.

The light mark sword in his hand seemed to sense the master's nervousness, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if comforting Lin Yizhi.

There is no way to retreat, if it is a friend, maybe Lin Yizhi can breathe a sigh of relief, but if it is an uninvited guest who breaks into the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, Lin Yizhi will inevitably have a bloody battle today.

Lin Yizhi clearly remembered that the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion had been quietly infiltrated by a white-clothed man with a bronze mask, and that time Chu Xiao and the other eight leaders of the younger generation of the Divorced Worry Sect were injured by this white-clothed man in an instant, and the only Chu Xiao was only a draw with the white-clothed man.

And this time, this person's aura is far stronger than that masked white-clothed man who stole the sword, and for Lin Yizhi, he is fighting for his life, and he is probably not his opponent.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed in Lin Yi's heart, today is to gamble his life, and he can't let this terrible thief steal the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword. After thinking about it, a stubborn feeling arose in Lin Yizhi's heart.

Five years ago, someone wanted to take my life, but five years later, I am not still alive and well. From this point of view, my life is not something that can be obtained by anyone who wants to.

If he wants to kill me, then come!

Thinking of this, Lin Yizhi's aura changed, and a sense of arrogance and unyielding determination burst out in an instant. With my third-level cultivation in the Extreme Realm of the Sorrowless Dao Sect, coupled with my own secret, the Demon Heart of Silence, and the Demon Pill of the Sorrow Sect, even if I can't beat him, I can drag him for a while, presumably the people who have left the Sorrow Sect during this time will definitely come to his aid.

After thinking about it again, Lin Yizhi clenched the Light Trace Immortal Sword, and reprimanded coldly: "Who trespassed on my forbidden land, where is pretending to be a ghost!"

As soon as the words fell, he heard an old faint laugh and said: "Young man, you are so angry, you think about fighting and killing all day long, this is not ......"

As he spoke, the figure swayed, and a person slowly walked out of the huge Immortal Hidden Divine Sword.

White!

As soon as Lin Yizhifu saw this color, he sighed in his heart, isn't it the masked man who hasn't appeared for a long time?

But when I looked closely, I realized that I was wrong.

The person in front of him, although he was dressed in white, was the texture of burlap, and in addition to these, this person's body was far less tall and strong than the masked man, but as thin as wood, and his body was rickety.

His head was full of white hair like snow, and when he looked at his face, wrinkles were piled up, and he was old and weather-beaten. Even the eyebrows have turned completely white, and they often hang down.

This is an old man who is already very old, and it looks like he has lived in this world for more than 100 years.

It's just that the old man is so thin, so thin that he is almost skinny, and his thin arms swing in the wide sleeved robe.

Such a thin old man, if he was in the snowstorm outside the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion, he was afraid that he would be blown down.

However, it was such a withered and trembling old man who couldn't make Lin Yizhi take it lightly. Because his eyes clearly shot two cold rays that were extremely incommensurate with his drooping and old appearance, which was shocking.

"Who are you, are you waiting for me?" Lin Yizhi still said coldly.

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry to identify himself, a faint smile seemed to appear on the old face, and the voice of vicissitudes sounded again: "Young man, it seems that you are not afraid of me, from the beginning when you heard my voice in a panic, to now you are tough, so determined!

Lin Yi's heart was secretly shocked, this old man's eyes were really vicious enough, but with a slight glance, his heart was said by him one by one.

I just wanted to talk, but when I saw the light in the old man's eyes, he said coldly: "But what can you do if you do this again?

Lin Yiyi observed the old man's every move, and at the same time mobilized his divine sense, and spread out violently, wanting to take advantage of his unguarded cultivation to probe his cultivation.

However, to Lin Yizhi's great surprise, no matter how Lin Yizhi mobilized his divine sense to probe his cultivation, this old man was too strange to find even the slightest breath of true air.

Cultivators, regardless of whether they are good or evil, from the first breath and breath, they themselves have a different breath flow because of the practice of true qigong, no matter when and where, their own true qi is constantly running, therefore, to judge the depth of a person's cultivation, you can use your divine sense to detect the breath on his body, and judge the level of his cultivation through the strength of the breath.

However, the old man in front of him couldn't even detect the slightest trace of the true qi rotation, and there were only two possibilities for this situation: one was that this old man was not a true cultivator at all, just an ordinary mortal, so Lin Yizhi could not detect his true qi rotation.

Another is that the cultivation of this old man is not the cultivation of the Mahayana period at all, only by breaking through the Mahayana period and reaching the highest level of the cultivation realm, the next step can he soar to become an immortal - the cultivation of the cave ruin period, the true qi aura on the body will become extremely pure and light, only in this way can he hide his breath and cultivation effortlessly.

If this old man is just a mere mortal, Lin Yizhi will not believe it if he is killed, there is only one possibility, and that is the last thing Lin Yizhi wants to see, this old man who suddenly appeared has reached the peak of the cultivation realm - cave ruins!

Thinking of this, Lin Yizhi suddenly felt very helpless, if the person in front of him was a cultivator in the Mahayana period, Lin Yizhi might be able to spell it out.

However, if this old man is a cultivator in the cave ruin period, he won't even have a chance to make a move!

This is not an exaggeration at all.

The people in the cave ruin period may not be able to be summarized by the category of human beings for a long time, it can be said that the mortal earth and immortals of the entire human world are the streams, and a wave of the sleeves can make the sun and the moon dull, the mountains and rivers are discolored, and a single thought can reach the world and kill people thousands of miles away. It can even shatter the void and wander into the void.

With such a cultivation, even the masters of the Mahayana period are as vulnerable as ants in front of him, not to mention Lin Yizhi.

The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry, Shi Shiran stood there, letting Lin Yizhi scrutinize.

Maybe Lin Yizhi had been examining for too long, and the old man seemed to be about to fall asleep, yawning lazily, and said slowly: "Young man, I'm tired of probing me for so long, how about it, have you detected my breath?"

Lin Yizhi stopped at this time and did not hide it, but there was no timidity in his expression, and he said loudly: "No!"

The old man seemed to be satisfied with a slight smile: "Now that the world is declining, there are not many honest young people like you, although you can't detect my breath, but you don't have the slightest timidity, sure enough, your mind is different from ordinary people's firmness." ”

Lin Yizhi knew that the person in front of him was not an opponent at all, and there was no chance of escaping at all, since this was the case, he got rid of all distracting thoughts, and simply became frank and open, his expression became calm, and he hugged his fists and said: "Forgive the juniors for their clumsiness, they have a lot of disrespect for their seniors, and the juniors are polite! This kind of behavior is inevitably a ** share. ”

The old man's long gray eyebrows suddenly raised, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and he laughed hehe, and his eyes and words did not hide his disdain at all: "Away from the forbidden place? Hehe, in my opinion, it's just a fart! What a bullshit forbidden place, it's just a place to hide dirt and dirt!"

When Lin Yizhi heard that the old man was so disrespectful, he couldn't help but be a little angry, and he was about to have a seizure, but when he saw the old man, he waved his hand and said: "Young man, don't be angry, I do have a reason for saying this, as for what the truth is, maybe you will understand it in the future." After that, his eyes seemed to glance at the light mark sword held in Lin Yizhi's hand, and said, "Young man, what is that thing in your hand?"

Lin Yizhi was angry and laughed, and secretly said that this old man was not old and confused, and he had never even seen the fairy sword, so he said patiently: "This is the light mark of the fairy sword given to me by my master Lu Wuji!"

The old man thought about it for a while, shook his head, and said, "Lu Wujian, I haven't heard of it! But can you show me this thing in your hand?"

This joke is a bit big, but looking at the old man's expression, it doesn't seem like he is joking, Lin Yizhi just hesitated, and the old man smiled and said: "Young man, do you think I'm going to make a move, is there a difference between you holding this thing and you not taking this thing?"

Lin Yizhi thought about it for a while, and felt that he was quite right, he couldn't beat it horizontally or vertically anyway, so he simply raised his hand and threw the light trace fairy sword towards the old man.

The old man picked up the Light Trace Immortal Sword and glanced at it casually, pursed his lips, and then raised his hand again, and the Light Mark Immortal Sword flew upside down and returned to Lin Yizhi's hand.

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, what did you just call something?"

"Light Trace Immortal Sword!, what's wrong?" Lin Yizhi asked puzzled.

The old man seemed to have heard a big joke again, and he only laughed out of breath, his eyelashes bloomed, and he laughed for a long time, and then he stopped forbearingly, but he still said with a smile on his face: "Is it that my old man hasn't gone out for many years, why is the little doll getting more and more cold from the inheritance of the sorrowful son, and this is also worthy of being called a fairy sword? It's just a pile of broken copper and iron!"

"What are you talking about!" Lin Yi's anger was uncontrollable, the old man said how to leave the Worry Sect, he could still bear it, but this fairy sword was a gift from the master to his beloved thing, but he slandered it out of thin air as broken copper and iron, you know, Lin Yi got the fairy sword at the beginning, and cherished it as his own life, and the master was even more gracious. How can he be allowed to laugh and laugh!

"Senior, I respect you as a master of cultivation, and I hope you will respect yourself, if you speak so wildly and insult my family teacher, I am welcome!" Lin Yizhi's eyebrows were raised, and he said with anger.

The old man didn't care, and said with a smile: "Young man, always being angry hinders the cultivation of the mind, I am not talking nonsense when I say this, if you know my identity, you will believe me that it is broken copper and broken iron, then it is really broken copper and broken iron!"

"Your identity?" Lin Yizhi thought at this time, he didn't know anything about the old man in front of him, "Who are you?" Lin Yizhi asked.

The old man pointed unhurriedly in front of him and said, "Let me ask you, what is this?"

Lin Yizhi followed his direction and saw that he was pointing at the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, and said incomprehensibly: "This is the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, what does this have to do with your identity?"

The old man smiled and said slowly: "Young man, I am the sword spirit of this Immortal Hidden Divine Sword......

One sentence shocked Lin Yizhi speechless for a while.