Chapter 1165

In the eyes of all the immortals, it was a disgraceful decision to welcome Lin Yi as the new leader of the seven great clansmen a few days ago. Since you must have a clear account.

They have a hundred immortals working together, and Lin Yi is nothing.

Not to mention one Lin Yi, even ten eight can hardly stop them from joining hands.

Wuliangdaozun is silent.

When everyone was in high spirits, a sound like a tsunami suddenly sounded outside the lingxu palace. Without looking at it, everyone knew that Lin Yi was coming.

Lin Yi showed the power of Kunpeng. His wings were like clouds in the sky. He came at the speed of 30 times the speed of sound.

Countless friars gathered at the foot of lingxu palace. When they saw Lin Yi's amazing power, they were stunned at first and then yelled at him.

The lingxu palace is incomparably towering. It looks like a golden heavenly palace under the cover of the morning light. It's not close to Huaguang and Baiyun, so you can feel the powerful and terrifying atmosphere of lingxu palace.

"I'll come!"

Lin Yi a big drink, dry cloud crack silk, concussion cloud empty, under the city-state countless friars were shocked eardrum want to wear.

Some weak people were stunned on the spot.

"It's great that master Lin is here!" Qu yue'er holds the window of lingxu palace and sees Lin Yi, who is like the God of heaven, with a sense of pride in her heart.

However, Qu Lingxiu is in a complicated mood. She knows that Lin Yi is powerful, but there are nearly 100 immortals here, and Lin Yi is not the opponent.

If Lin Yi escapes, it's good to say that if he has to come here in person, he will surely die.

"Master Lin, please come in."

As the chief envoy of this trial, Linghao Tiandi can't be inferior. When he drinks, he doesn't pronounce a word at will. However, every word is like thunder, and it's spread all over the world.

With his hand alone, he didn't have to measure how weak Taoist Zun was.

Lin Yi strolls leisurely and strides to lingxu square in countless murderous atmosphere.

Not far away, all the immortals gathered in a hall, surrounded by thousands of friars, all of them with thousands of eyebrows, hoping to cut Lin Yi to pieces.

"Lin Yi, if you dare to come, today is your time to die." A Taoist priest of Tianlei gate.

"Go away, you don't deserve to talk to me." Lin yilengdao.

"Ha ha! Lin Yi, you are really arrogant. Is he not qualified enough for me? I'm the Grand Master of Tianlei gate. If you kill my father Lei Xing, kill my son, and kill my grandson, it's time to calculate this account today! " Jiuyou Dixian pats the table and angrily says that if it wasn't for the people around him, he would have rushed out to fight with Lin Yi.

"Master Lin Xianshi is compassionate to his family. As long as you hand over the twelve patterns, I'm willing to take the monks of Jingang Temple away." Zen master Hongye said slowly.

"Old bald donkey, your abacus is so loud. How could you want to take the twelve patterns alone?" The elder of Yunshan sect said angrily.

"Twelve patterns should be divided by us." The incense burning Valley elder suggested.

At this time, an old woman in xuecang Palace said slowly, "the twelve patterns consume too much resources. Even if you take them, nothing will come out. I only want the Shu mountain immortal method of Lin Yi."

The first one to be held responsible for these masters of a famous family is not Shizu, the former dead and injured disciple, but the later distribution of interests. Lin Yi sneers.

However, the most ridiculous thing is that these people regard the secular world as more profit than justice, without shame or bottom line. However, their faces are even worse than those of the secular world.

"If you want both supernatural powers and immortal methods, please forgive that there is only one Lin. it's better to compare them. If anyone wins, Lin will give them to him." m.shenPINwu