v6 Chapter 1502： Golden pen

The first thousand five hundred and two chapters

Lin Xuan and Wang Ting Lou can have today's achievements. Naturally, they come from the hurricane and blood, and the experience of fighting is extremely rich. Soon, they will discuss a strategy of responding to the enemy.

The moon reached out and took the invisible charm to the body. The body shape gradually faded. Finally, it was completely gone. Even the breath was all there. Lin Xuan Ming knew that the moon was on the side, but he was also half-sensing. Not enough.

The result of such a mysterious thing is that the invisibility and the temperament can not be achieved anyway.

Lin Xuan's surface is not moving, but the heart is also a bit amazed, this is still awkward things, what effect will the real invisible character have?

Shaking his head, now is not the time to find one.

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and began to meditate to recover his physical strength. Although he had received a small bottle of Wannian Ling milk in the gathering space, such a reverse object, even if placed in the spiritual world, is rare. Extremely, it is the key moment to use for life-saving things. Lin Xuan certainly will not waste it here.

Wang Tinglou is also the same movement. Although in terms of realm, the ancient demon is slightly less than it is, but measuring the strength of a cultivator is not only an indicator of the realm, but the other's body is The upper demon ancestors, from the classics, Wang Tinglou has seen its terrible things, so it does not dare to care.

The two did not wait for a long time, only a small half a cup of tea, a huge figure will come into view, covered in black as ink, wrapped in a layer of fine scales.

Ancient devil!

The most eye-catching place is the ugly and ugly head, with two pairs of narrow binoculars, a pair of red awns flashing, and the other pair with a faint icy luster and a pair of sharp unicorns on the head. Stretched out, the surface pattern is mottled, it looks like a strange array.

The fangs are exposed, and there are actually three nostrils.

Elbows, joints and other vital parts, there are sharp bone knife sticking out.

The magic of the whole body is not exposed, but the pressure of one body is not the same.

There is no ban in this hall. The ancient demon's knowledge is suppressed, but his eyesight is far from being comparable to a monk.

The eyes swept over and the front scenes were clearly seen.

His eyes swept over Lin Xuan and the pavilion, and his face could not help but be a bit surprised.

The lips are slightly moving, just want to open, Lin Xuan has time to swear with him, since you have to turn your face into hatred, say no to the scene is the same.

A sash of gowns, a green mangling has swept away.

As the wind flickered, the body shape suddenly rose up, such as thunder and lightning, and the sly smashed into the face of the ancient demon.

This is not a sneak attack, but the fruit of the shot is dareous, and the ancient demon is furious.

In the eyes of the red mans flash, a number of square bricks have been sacrificed.

After I took it off, it quickly rose up. It seemed to be awkward. In fact, it was flexible to the extreme, and the speed was not slow. It was easy to stop the green fire.

The crackling sound of the slap in the mouth was passed to the ear, and the two treasures were all made up in the air, chasing in the air, and it was difficult to win and lose.

Lin Xuan has no unexpected color on his face. Even Wang Guanlou is so jealous of ancient devils. It really has a few doorways.

But this thing is really a bit weird.

梼杌 is also the upper bound, as one of the four murderers of the spiritual world, Lin Xuan believes that it will never be inferior to the ancestors of this Lao Shizi, why the soul is so weak, is there any hidden secret in the middle? What?

Suddenly in my heart, but at this moment, Lin Xuan has time to think deeply, the sound of the ancient sneer into the ear: "The kid, actually dare to act like the deity, do not know life and death."

Then he turned his head to the other side: "Tinglou, friends, what is your intention, do you forget the friendship between you and me?"

Don't look at the surface of the ancient demon to calm down, deep inside, but it is already ups and downs.

The passage that the kid walked is obviously a dead end. How could he come here?

A small clutch can never be smashed through the thousands of ghosts. Is it the news that I have collected, and there have been some errors?

However, he is the most taboo, not Lin Xuan, but the pavilion, originally thought that the other party has fallen into his own fist, did not expect that old guy, squatting, playing is actually counting.

Suddenly in my heart, but on the surface, he naturally does not give up his efforts: "Tinglou, you want to betray, do not intend to fly to the upper bound?"

"You don't have to take this to restrain me. Even without you, I don't have a hard time robbing the sky." The pavilion's lower jaw is slightly raised, and the Tianyun Twelve States are looked at. Only he dares to be so emboldened.

"Yes? With your strength, you may be able to fly successfully, but you can't say that you have a full ten-handed grasp. There is also a chance for a layer to fall, and there is a threat to the deity, but there is no threat at all, and you are a late clutch. The cultivator is a top-ranking figure in the human world. It can be reached in the upper bounds, but it can be counted. Without the deity to lead the way, do you think that the days will be better? Tell you the truth, those flying monks..." The ancient devil's face is sneer, and the tone already contains a very obvious threat.

Can look at the building can go to this step, and it will be scared.

The other person’s words don’t even want to shake his mind.

A sash of gowns, a long-footed magic weapon flew out, golden light, the surface is also engraved with a dragon, a mysterious breath swarmed out.

"Golden pen!"

The ancient demon is discolored, staring at the treasure in the hands of Wangtinglou. The tone is full of unbelievable color: "Impossible, the treasure of Jinluo pen is not much in the upper bound, how do you get it?" The law of the system?"

As the saying goes, good horses must be equipped with a good saddle.

Confucianism, perfection of magic and magic weapon, a good pen, can make the monk better splashing ink, the Confucian six art play.

Seeing the pavilion to take out the gold plaque, the strength can at least increase by three layers, it is no wonder that this magic color has changed.

......

On the other side, the space of the soul, Tian Xiaojian is even more sharp.

I almost thought that I had misunderstood that with his city, my face could not help but reveal a bit of ecstasy, looking at the illusion in front of me: "What did you just say?"

"I said, do you want to be a fairy?"

The shadow of the shadow is tempting, and the sound seems to be straight into the heart of the human heart. This is a very high-profile charm, but unfortunately he has no power at all, otherwise it is enough to rely on this. Control the eyes of the monks before the eyes.

Charm is not a supernatural power that can be practiced by a woman. In fact, it is useful in fighting.

As the master of the ancient demon, he is more sophisticated, when the grandeur, even the monk can also control, but unfortunately there is no power at present, but still can play a little effect.