v6 Chapter 1160： City of Huangquan

The first thousand one hundred and sixty chapters of the city of Huangquan

Taking a breath, Lin Xuan suppressed the mourning in his heart. Although he couldn't say a gentleman, he could never do anything like the danger of swearing.

Although the heartbeat was not calm, Lin Xuan’s eyes were clear again.

The left hand flips and a bunch of greenish flames emerge.

Of course, it is not the bizarre smoldering fire of the enemy. What Lin Xuan needs is only the toxin in the magical inflammation. As for the power of the flame itself, it is temporarily blocked.

Looking at the girl in front of her, Lin Xuan’s eyes went softly, with a little pity, and gently placed her hand on her lower abdomen.

There is no extra movement, because the purpose of Lin Xuan is not to eat tofu, directly identify the acupoints, mix the toxins with real yuan, and start massaging.

......

Time passed slowly, and unconsciously, two hours passed.

Lin Xuan’s eyes were a bit confusing, and the situation seemed to be much more complicated than he thought.

I remember the last time, it took only a quarter of the time to suppress the toxins. But at this moment, there are a lot of arachnids, which are gathered in the meridians of Ouyang.

How did that happen?

Lin Xuan massaged while thinking in his heart.

Is it related to her own injury?

There is no time to explore, the most urgent task is how to detoxify the heart.

Lin Xuan’s face showed a hint of embarrassment. In fact, the method may not be.

The massage is far from being as obvious as the previous one, and the effect is still a little bit.

The poison has spread to the meridians of the whole body. If you want to expel it, you can't just massage a few places. Instead, you can use all the acupuncture points on your body.

If there is a man in front of me, there is nothing.

Can be a young girl, not her own double monk, do it, but a little...

For a time, Lin Xuan was a bit difficult to decide.

Ouyang was still in a coma and could not ask her own heart.

Lin Xuan’s eyes flashed through his eyes and bowed his head, but it happened to be in contact with the black gas in the middle of the girl’s eyebrows.

Nothing!

What kind of men and women are not being kissed, they are trying to save people, are they watching the heart of the heart fall?

Lin Xuan is not so pedantic.

His eyes flashed a firm color, and even if the heart blames himself, she will save her first.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's sleeves glanced, and the last bit of clothing on the girl's body was also solved.

Beautiful, despite the meditation of Amitabha, Lin Xuan's eyes still become very hot, after about half a cup of tea, finally finally looked away.

Then he laughed and laughed, and looked at it. Why should he hide the bells and thieves? It’s not as good as the atmosphere, and help the heart to suppress the toxins as soon as possible.

At this point, Lin Xuan turned his head again, but this time, his eyes were clearer, and the bizarre smoldering fire once again appeared in the palm of his hand, mixed with the real yuan, and began to expel the arachnid.

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the other side.

The huge Xuancheng City Xuanyuan.

The Tianyun Fair is still in full swing. Hundreds of thousands of immortals from the 12 states are looking for what they need in the city's major cities.

No one knows that the danger has quietly approached.

"The ancestors, you said that this Xuanyuan City is actually a huge altar?" The white robe monk was surprised by the opening, and the surrounding Luojia disciples were all surprised.

At the moment, Xuanyuan is only a hundred miles away, and they all carefully converge.

What caught the eye was a steep mountain wall, which was a thousand dollars high, but the shape was a bit strange.

It is like a good hill, but it is used by the giant sword of the sky, from which it is cut into two halves, half of the mountains disappear, and the other half is left.

"Yes, Xuanyuan City was originally left by the big demon in the Yinshi world. The original name is not Xuanyuan, but Huangquan..." Luojia ancestors showed a cruel color on the corner of his mouth, and the Yinyin opened.

"Yellow?"

The surrounding Luojia disciples were all Yuan Ying monks. When they heard the cold voice, they couldn't help but feel a chill from their backs.

"As for the Xuanyuan in the back, it is because the Tianyun Fair has become a common feast for the **** and the two races. Therefore, the seven major sects have chosen a good name. As for Huang Quan, this is an appropriate name. Now, apart from the old husband, there are only a few of you. People know."

"Why can you call Huang Quan, ancestors, you said that this city is a huge altar, what is the role?" The sound of the sound is heard into the ear, talking about a body enchanting cultivator, needless to say, nature Luo Zi combed this woman.

"Huang Quan also used to say that nature is the road to the Yin Shi, the old man has said that this city is a million years ago, the spiritual world and the Yinshi world have a big battle, those big demon ghosts stay, the specific role I do not It is clear that after the collapse of the Yin division, the city was abandoned, and the Luo family was given the title of the imperial court because of its relationship with the Emperor of Heaven, and every three hundred years, he used this city to make a blood sacrifice."

“Every three hundred years?”

The white robe monk stayed, not exactly the time interval between the Tianyun trade fair. It was also initiated by the Luo family. The original purpose was to collect the sacrifices.

No wonder the family's classics record, the original Tianyun trade fair, every time there will be various accidents, let the monks die more than half.

The original truth is like this.

It is said that the original Tianyun Fair was once boycotted. At that time, the Luo family was thriving and at its peak. Therefore, the method of iron and blood was adopted. Every time the Tianyun Fair was held, invitations were issued and the other party came to participate. After all, no, the consequences are very simple, Luo Jia will send elite disciples, and the entire martial art will be slaughtered.

Come to die, not to die. In ancient times, the invitation of the Tianyun Fair was also called the reminder.

Later, the seven major patriarchs raised their flags and rebelled. The Luo family were rebellious and had a great connection with this incident.

It’s just that the things of the celestial world are sometimes wonderful, the years are long, and today’s Tianyun Fair has become a grand event. Being able to receive invitations also means good identity and strength.

The sad past is long gone.

"Speaking, God is really not thin for me. Fortunately, the idiots of the seven major sects still put the trade fair in Huangquan City, otherwise we will not be able to start the altar, let alone open the passage to the Wuding River." The old ancestor touched the beard and his face showed a bit of happiness.

"The ancestors said it well, and the day when the family is not thin, then, what should we do?" The white robe monk revered.

"Reassured, everything, the old man is all set up safely, this Huangquan altar, although ruined for millions of years, but the function is still there, the city is divided into six layers of gold and wood, only need to fill enough spar, The squad can be started at any time." Luo's ancestors said.

After listening to his explanations, the Yuan Ying monks around him also showed their true colors.

"The original ancestor of the ancestors and a large number of disciples sneaked into the city of Xuanyuan beforehand, the purpose is to fill the spar with the eyes." The sound of the sound is heard in the ear, needless to say, it is Luo Zi comb this woman.

"Oh, Jiu Shantou said that it is good, but there are too many seven masters in the city. It takes millions of spar to open the circle. It is not easy to fill it. Now everything is ready, just wait for the news of the third child..."

The voice did not fall, Luo family ancestors suddenly eyes slightly, a fire dragon appeared in the line of sight.

Needless to say, it is a note.

The old ancestors were busy sinking into the gods.

"Oh, the third child is really smart and capable, not to be trusted by the old man, so the spar is filled up so soon, the old man thought, but also wait for a little..."

Everyone else is also happy.

"The ancestors, then how can we open the battle?"

“Hey, the place we are standing now is the hub of the altar.”

After the Luo family ancestors finished, the left hand turned over, the black light dazzled, and a slap-sized banner appeared in the palm of the hand.

Then he put his hands in a ***, and the mana source was injected.

From the banner of the flag, there was a sudden cry of ghosts.

Then the old monster did not hesitate to raise his hand.

The konjac flew over the sky above the head, and it rose in the wind. In an instant, it blocked the half of the sky, and the sound of ghost crying became more and more fierce.

All of them were present in the Yuan Ying period, but they couldn’t help but change their color. For the ancestors, they were more respectful and taboo.

Oh...

The wind raged, and with the help of several ancestors of the Luo family, the heavens and the earth within a dozen miles were all motivated. This is still the result of his fear of stunned the snake and deliberately narrowed the scope.

After absorbing a lot of heaven and earth, the surface of the konjac has become black.

"disease!"

The Luo family ancestors pointed to it, as if the sound of the torn brocade was introduced into the ear, and the middle of the flag smashed a gap of several feet long.

Unremarkable, but in a flash, the crack quickly spread to the surrounding, the wind was overwhelming, and a huge black hole appeared above the head.

The ghost cried and screamed, and then a huge ghost claw slowly came out of the hole.

"this is……"

Luo Zicong is also a great master of the Yuan Ying period. He didn’t have to say it, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but take a sigh of relief.

Unbelievable!

The ghost claws are actually huge, the whole body is blue and purple, the muscles are knotted, and it is terrible.

The other Yuan Ying monks are even white in their faces, and their thoughts are sharply turned. If the claws are called to themselves, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take a hit.

The period of clutching is completely different from that of himself. In the past, I only saw the horror of this level of monks in ancient books. Now I see the ancestors personally casting spells, and the vibration in my heart does not have to be said.

However, the Luo family ancestors did not care about the ideas of everyone around them, raised their right hands, and slowly pointed out.

Sting...

The speed at which the giant claws popped up suddenly increased, and the strangely shaped hill was caught.

The strength of the mountains is arrogant!

This is a tribute to the invincible hero. However, ordinary people of the secular red, even the legendary master of the martial arts, can extract the mountain. Only the immortal can show such a miracle.

At the bottom of the mountain, a slanting ladder appeared in front of everyone.

"The ancestors, this is..."

" Needless to say, just go with me." Luo's ancestors' faces are full of joy, but they don't intend to explain anything. The body shape has turned into the ladder.

Others look at each other and naturally do not hesitate, and they quickly follow in.

After the Luojia monks all entered, the giant claws were loose, and the hill was immediately put back to the original place. Apart from the flying dust, there was no way to see what happened here.

Then the giant claws were retracted into the black hole, and the konjac quickly became smaller, turning into a black mans, and flashing, and the strange disappeared without a trace.

However, it is said that the ladder is not long, but it is only a hundred feet deep underground. At the end, it is a very wide stone room, about a thousand feet.

The surrounding mountain walls are uneven, but they are inlaid with different sizes of night pearls, giving a warm luster, and the cave is as white as it is.

The monks released their knowledge and swept away in the vicinity. One or two, the face could not help but reveal the color of surprise.

I saw in the center of the stone room, there was a trapezoidal high platform, and on the high platform, there was a city model that was reduced by many times.

It is the venue of the Tianyun Fair, Xuanyuan, or Huang Quan.

"Once, this is what you said about the altar control center?" The white robe monk's face was amazed, and the opening was open.

"Not bad." Luo's ancestors nodded and showed a cruel smile on his face.

Although Xuanyuan City has been scaled down to a certain extent, all the buildings are still vivid and beautiful. Looking at the whole city, we can find that most of the buildings are very strange in style, and they are like ghosts of different shapes.

Over the years, there have been occasional monks who feel uneasy, but the seven forces have replied that this is the architectural style of the ancient times.

Anyway, there have never been mistakes, and over time, people are becoming more and more accustomed to it.

"Oh, now the old man will start the big array of altars, and those who are trading in the immortals will become the blood sacrifices for the passage of the passage to the king of Ashura." Luo’s ancestors *** *** Tongue, cruel and excited opening.

Other meta-infant old monsters have similar expressions. Since the Luo family was annihilated by the seven forces, they are like street mice. For all the monks in Tianyun Twelve, these people all hate it.

It can open the passage of the Wuding River and revenge. It will kill two birds with one stone. Their faces are of course full of excitement.

However, at this moment, a bit of hesitation was heard in the ear: "The ancestors, there is a problem, the prostitute does not know whether to say it?"

"What?" Luo's ancestors frowned, and some turned awkwardly: "Nine hoes, what do you want to ask?"

"It is like this, ancestors." Luo Zi combed a bite, although she also knew that at this moment, mentioning this question, it is a bit disappointing, and may even provoke the ancestors do not like.

Can be boring in the heart, as if licking in the throat, hesitating again and again, finally carefully opening.

"Old ancestors, as you said, Xiu Luo's blood has always been in the Wuding River, in the palace of King Ashura, this blood has such a counter-effect, then why did my Luo family's ancestors not take it? No... Will there be anything wrong with this?” Luo Zi combed the words and said the sentence, while talking about the face of the ancestors.

Other monks listened, and their expressions changed. They had not thought of it before. Now it was raised by Jiu Mei. This thing is really unreasonable. Why are the ancestors not taking it?

"I don't know this." The low voice came to the ear, and this answer surprised everyone.

"What, ancestors, even you are not clear?"

"Yes." Luo's ancestors did not choose to evade, but there was a slight decision in the eyes: "The fear of Jiutoutou is correct. In fact, the old man has already thought of it, but even if it is not right, then how? Now, what choices do I have in Luojia? Are you willing to be a street mouse? Even if you are in danger, you have to fight for it. For the family to regain the path of glory, it is definitely worthwhile to take some risks."

"The old saying goes well, as the saying goes, the rich and the dangerous are seeking, even if the trip is a little dangerous, what is the comparison with the income?"

"It's not bad, let alone the ancestors of the ancestors can use the sky to describe it. With him, what are we afraid of?"

......

The Luo family ancestors saw the reaction of the people, and their faces showed a satisfactory color. They waved their hands: "Nine hoes, are there any doubts?"

"Nothing." Luo Zi comb gently swayed the dagger, a pretty look on the pretty face: "It is the niece who cares too much, timid and timid, in order to repair the blood, risk is nothing, it is too much for me. ""

"Well, it’s good to think like this. In fact, I don’t have to worry too much. The reason why the ancestors didn’t take the blood, maybe it’s not wrong, but it’s not needed at all. At that time, my Luo family was at its peak. Looking at the two people of the shemale, who dares to fight with it, maybe there is no need to do the icing on the cake. Of course, this is just the experience of the old man. In short, after everyone enters the Wuding River, be careful, as long as you work together, I I believe I will be able to take blood successfully."

"Yes, ancestors!"

This analysis, based on reasonable evidence, Luo Jiaqun repair all silently nodded, morale is also high, seeing the human heart available, Luo family ancestors are not delayed, full of flash of light, slowly floating to the high platform.

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Let's talk about the other side.

Saving people like firefighting, not to mention the cultivation of immortal world is not as mundane as the rituals, but in order to expel the arachnid, the majority of acupuncture points in the heart of the piano must be touched one by one, Lin Xuan's heart is imaginable.

But as the saying goes, there is no turning back in the opening of the bow. Although Lin Xuan is in the middle of his heart, things have already developed to this point, but they have only done it with a hard scalp.

The ambiguity can be imagined, but it is also full of touching enthusiasm. The beauty is like jade, and there is no inch. However, Lin Xuan does not dare to be distracted. Now it is healing for her.

This kind of test has already surpassed the old refining road. God knows what kind of perseverance Lin Ling has used, and he has not done anything to guard against self-stealing.

It’s easy to talk about it, but when you experience it yourself, you know that it’s harder than a battle with the odds of the clutch. Compared with the pain of the knife and the sea, the beauty tests the man’s perseverance.

Gentlemen and animals, but the two are separated by a line, Lin Xuan has been fighting with the heavens while he is healing.

However, the reason finally won, Lin Xuan is not an ordinary cultivator, his mind is much stronger than his peers.

Although I don't care if I am not a gentleman, I will definitely not do things that are dangerous.

Lin Xuan is not willing to let the piano look light.

The so-called fish and water joy, even if the double repair, we must also be sympathetic.