C200

Far north region, heiyanyuan, deep, above heiyantai.

At this moment, the surrounding area is full of young people. The disciples of Wan leizong surrounded the platform like a closed place of death.

And in the black burning platform surrounded by the crowd, there is a battle that is about to break out, rapidly unfolding.

The wind is falling, more and more resounding, more and more approaching. Ling Jian can feel it. The wind, with a sharp light, hits his face and gives out a slight pain. The closed eyes suddenly open at the moment. A sharp light is Huoran falling.

However, at the moment when he just opened his eyes, there was an attack that seemed to come from the mind. It was quickly introduced into the sea of knowledge, trying to disperse his intelligence and erase it from the inside.

"Pupil attack?"

This sudden appearance was also broken by Ling Jian's startled voice. Even though he looked awe inspiring, Wan Leijie, the boy in purple, who was approaching him infinitely, saw that there was a faint purple light emerging from his eyebrows, which was extremely demonic and full of domineering power.

Among the people of wanleizong, there is a young generation who will attack with pupil technique.

In the face of such scenes, Ling Jian immediately remembered that when he escaped from the Yuntian mountains, he met elder woze, who was standing on the black wing and dragon, who was the most powerful warrior in the sky.

Unfortunately, the old man has gone to the West

Compared with Tong Shu, Ling Jian has never been afraid of anyone.

"Let me show you the power of my little master's pupil skill!"

Wan Leijie gives out a ferocious sneer and looks at Ling Jian who seems to be in the same place. His heart is also very happy. It seems that his pupil skill has interfered to a certain extent. This hateful guy is finally on the way.

When the other party is going all out and paying attention to the immortal black inflammation, it's inevitable to pay attention to other forces. At this time, pupil surgery is the best breakthrough.

"Little Lord?"

When Ling Jian heard the other party's address, he was stunned and immediately ecstatic. His eyes also flashed a touch of blood. When he came here, he didn't pay attention to the wanlei people. In his opinion, these people will die sooner or later. He doesn't need to pay too much attention to them. Instead, he put the immortal Heiyan in his heart , occupy an important position.

However, he didn't expect that there was a young master of wanlei sect among these people!

Ling Jian, who wanted to attack Wan Leijie with pupil technique and kill Wan Leijie's soul directly, had to completely twist his mind at this time. He gave up the original impulse to kill Wan Leijie directly. Instead, he showed an extremely difficult action and finally walked out of the disturbed state. In a moment, there was a violent shock around his body, His aura was in disorder, and he was a little bit fierce on the sole of his foot. He plundered directly and retreated for several feet, obviously planning to escape.

"Boy, do you want to escape?"

Wan Leijie's face is as gloomy as the earth. Seeing Ling Jian come out of that state, his happy color solidifies instantly. This guy is not simple, and he is not completely under his pupil attack. It's a pity.

However, if you want to escape, it is almost impossible.

"Well, want to escape?"

Behind Lingjian, on the Heiyan platform, several disciples of wanlei sect took a step directly and strode out. The vigorous aura in his body suddenly spread and blocked Lingjian's retreat.

Ling Jian has noticed it for a long time, but he doesn't think so. No matter how many people there are, Ling Jian won't take it seriously. In front of him, this kind of warrior is just a chicken's attack power.

Ling Jian doesn't intend to escape. Although he retreats suddenly, his body is facing Wan Leijie and his elder martial brother. His eyes become playful and full of banter.

It has to be said that this way of walking according to his own footwork, he was a prey before, and now he is constantly playing a hunter.

Finally, in a moment, Ling Jian stopped walking, his face was tight, standing on the black burning platform, his left hand trembled slightly, his aura was broken, and his face was gloomy.

"Ha ha, why don't you run away?"

"You boy, where do you want to escape? There are all my disciples of wanleizong around. If you know better, you'd better hand over the immortal Heiyan..."

Wan Leijie and the elder martial brother immediately approached Ling Jian as if they were on the ground. They were five feet in front of Ling Jian. They just looked at Ling Jian's twisted and gloomy expression in their spare time. Their eyes moved down a little bit, and they were quickly locked on the edge of Ling Jian's palm, which was full of aura.

"Boy, you can't control this immortal black inflammation. Hand it over..."

Wan Leijie sneered again, with a playful tone and the pleasure of playing with the prey."Is it?"

"That may disappoint both of you. It turns out that this thing is called immortal Heiyan, but I'm afraid you wanleizong people should never expect it, because it belongs to our little master. "

Ling Jian smiles with a ferocious smile. As soon as his words fall, he grabs his hand. Wan Leijie and his elder martial brother are stunned to find that Ling Jian takes the initiative to completely shatter the aura that is full of the palm. It's just like an elf. It's a turbulent and fluctuating black flame of immortality. It's completely exposed out of the air and in the dark night It seems to be a complete fusion.

"Disappear, immortal black inflammation..."

The exposure of the immortal black flame to the air makes the air around us change for a short time. It becomes hot and cold. The two opposing forces make a loud noise. However, as soon as the immortal black flame appears, it is taken away by a mysterious force, as if it is directly deprived of the space in front of us.

"Yeah?"

"Where is the immortal black inflammation?"

This strange scene suddenly appeared, but it made Wan Leijie and the eldest martial brother's looks changed greatly. They were surprised. Their faces turned green, and they became scared like ghosts. In the bright moonlight, their expressions were ferocious and full of fear, as if they were possessed by ghosts after seeing ghosts. They really turned into ghosts.

"Little Lord?"

Wan Leijie has a gloomy face. Suddenly, his mind is thinking of what Ling Jian said before. His heart moves and he looks at the boy opposite him in horror. In his head, a familiar picture appears.

"You Are you the young master of Qingyun sect? "

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