Chapter 2493： Lin

"You are not the fifth state!"

Master Lin stared deadly at Ling Xian, with shock and fear.

Ling Xian just waved his hand and shook him back. How powerful is this? How can we not let him be afraid?

"I said, don't believe your secret technique." Ling Xian glanced at Master Lin lightly, pointed out, and the mighty power of entering the sacred realm came out.

Those terrible powers made Master Lin's color change horrified.

At the moment, he raised his hand to seal the seal, and a frosty air emerged, freezing the void.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian's edge cannot be frozen.

The gap is really too big. Ling Xian just made a finger, which caused Master Lin's mouth to bleed, and he retreated.

"Damn!"

Master Lin was furious, the Indian law changed, the ice cold turned into flames, and the sky was burned to boil the sea, burning up the wasteland.

"The courage is commendable, but unfortunately, the strength is too weak." Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and her palms burst out, turning over yellow.

Suddenly, the flames burst, Master Lin spewed a blood spurt, and stood still.

No way, Ling Xian is too powerful. With his strength, he is not even qualified for World War I!

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a strong man in the sacred realm, and you are the peerless Tianjiao who swept the same level." Master Lin smiled bitterly and finally realized how big the gap between himself and Lingxian was.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like Haoyue and Firefly, there is no qualification to compare them.

"I advised you not to try, but you don't listen."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at Master Lin and said, "Now, regret it."

Hearing that Master Lin grinned, in addition to looking at Ling Xian, he was regretful.

At this moment, his intestines are regretful, and he should not regret it and provoke Lingxian!

"Let's go, for your sake of Lin's name, I won't kill you." Ling Xian said lightly, and he had no resentment against Master Lin. In addition, he was thinking about Lin Qingyi, and simply let his life go.

"For my surname Lin?"

Master Lin stayed, what was the reason? I have never heard of killing because of a good mood, I have never heard of a killing because of a surname.

"Why, do you want me to kill you?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, "If you want, I can fulfill you."

"No, no, thank you for killing me." Master Lin shook his head like a rattle. For the first time in his life, he was grateful for his surname Lin.

He secretly vowed that he would have to sacrifice to heaven when returning, and thank God for letting him give birth to the family of Lin.

"Okay, quickly disappear in front of me, and if you don't leave, I will take you on the road." Ling Xian looked indifferent.

"I'll go now, I'll go now." Master Lin panicked and left in a hurry, even forgetting to take the plate.

Watching Master Lin leave, Ling Xian said lightly: "He's gone, aren't you showing up?"

The words fell, and there was no response for a long time.

"Since you don't want to show up, I have to do it." Ling Xian looked indifferently, looking up at the roof.

Suddenly, two divine lights whistled out, and while shattering the roof, they also penetrated one's shoulder.

boom!

The figure fell and his clothes stained with blood. It was the white-haired old man who shot Ling Ling during the day.

"You ... how did you find me?" The old white-haired old man was horrified, feeling cold all over.

He has been hiding on the roof, witnessing the whole process of Ling Xian's suppression of Master Lin, can he not be afraid?

"The monks in the sanctuary can't hide my perception. You, a monk in the eighth realm, also want to hide me?" Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. How sensitive is his spiritual sense? Even the strong man in the late stage of the Holy Land may not be able to approach him silently.

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be a strong man in the sacred realm." The white-haired old man pressed his fear and tried to calm himself down.

However, the thought of Ling Xian's easy suppression of Master Lin shook him all over.

"Now, do you want to do anything with me?" Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"Don't dare, please raise your hand high and let me go." The old white-haired man smiled bitterly. Ling Xian was powerful in the sacred realm, and he swept through the existence of the same level. He borrowed a hundred courage and didn't dare to shoot.

"If I didn't guess wrong, Master Lin came here, you should be instigated." Ling Xian gathered a smile.

"It wasn't my idea. It was Miss Three who let me go." The old white-haired man was frightened and panicked.

"I knew she wouldn't give up." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed and Hanmang appeared.

This made the white-haired old man more and more frightened, and suddenly thought of the reason for Ling Xian to let go of Master Lin, he could not help blurting out: "My surname is Lin, and my surname is Lin too!"

Hearing that, Ling Xian froze slightly, then shook her head and laughed.

What is the surname of the old man with white hair, he did not know, but he was sure that this man was not surnamed Lin.

The reason for this is to save lives.

"If your surname is Lin, I can spare you a life, but if you don't have a surname, I will make you worse off." Ling Xian's smile gradually narrowed, and she intentionally scared the white-haired old man.

"I ..." The white-haired old man was almost crying, and he shuddered at the thought of the fact that life is better than death.

"Okay, get out." Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. He had no resentment against the white-haired old man, and was too lazy to kill.

"You don't kill me?" The white-haired old man paused.

"I'm not your master. I'm narrow-minded and I will report."

Ling Xian glanced at the white-haired old man and said, "Get out of here, go back and tell your master, don't provoke me again, otherwise I'll take her on my way."

"Thank you very much." The white-haired old man was overjoyed and left in a hurry, for fear of Lingxian turning back.

Seeing this, Ling Xian closed her eyes and practiced meditation.

In the early morning of the next day, he opened his eyes and went straight to a large Kistler Square.

Although he had opened more than a hundred strange stones, he had not yet enjoyed it, so he came to a strange stone workshop opened by the royal family.

After that, Lingxian began to select, or say, mopping.

With his secretive technique, he looked into the sky. Except for the extremely special strange stones, most of the strange stones were waiting for him to be transparent.

Therefore, with one glance, he can determine whether the strange stone contains treasures and what treasures are hidden.

However, there are not many eyes that can enter him. After visiting this Kistler Square, there are only six.

Three of them are treasures of town shops that are not sold, and the other three contain treasures that are higher than the price and are useless.

Therefore, Lingxian left this Kistler Square and planned to go to several other large Kistler Squares.

If not, he left Kistler.

But when he went to another Kistler Square, he was stopped by a ragged old man.

The man was unkempt and stunned, but his old eyes, which were slit into a seam, were shining with light.

"Dare to ask my son, but want to choose Kistler?" The elderly man looked at Ling Xian with a smile.

"Good." Ling Xian nodded slightly, and said, "You blocked me, why?"

"I have a few strange stones in my house. I'm not a little old man, I boast. They are definitely rare stones for a thousand years. I wonder if my son is interested?" Asked the old man.

"Not interested in."

Ling Xian said lightly, "You and I don't know each other, what if it is a trap?"

"Don't you be afraid of traps with the strength of your son?"

"If you say that, I can't go any further."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man and said, "Since you can see my strength, I want to be a strong person. I don't want to fall into a trap."

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Cavan, there is no third chapter, forgive me.