v6 Chapter 2043： Liwei

The second thousand zero forty three chapters

Listening to Liu Ying said that Kang Xiaoyu had been silent for a long time, and after a full tea effort, he finally raised his head: "The fairy said it was good, but the old man was in the same position."

"Daoyou can figure it out. Now the personal and sectarian glory is nothing, the first task is how to destroy the ancient demon who came to Tianyun Tianyun Twelve States. You know, Lin Shishu is impossible. If you are not in this world, if you can't cooperate with it, you will kill the ancient demon before returning to the spiritual world. I think what the consequences are, and the friends should know clearly."

"Well, Kangmou has a few hearts, rest assured that the ancient devil is the common enemy of me, and Lin’s predecessors saved the Songfeng Academy in the water and fire, and there will be no intention in the next."

Kang Xiaoyu took a deep look: "Thank you for the fairy guide."

"The Taoist friend is kind."

Liu Ying also convinced her, and the other party gave her face. She couldn’t be arrogant. She wouldn’t know what she was doing. The two men then sneered a few words and broke up. They flew like their homes in Linglong Valley. .

The two identities are distinguished by the extreme, and the place of rest will naturally not be mixed with the ordinary cultivators.

In this scene, Lin Xuan is clearly aware of it. He does not intend to monitor it, but his gods are relatively ordinary and cultivated. It is not powerful enough to be outrageous. As long as it does not deliberately converge, it is thousands of miles away. Anything, I can't imagine going through his eyes and ears.

The surface is not moving, Lin Xuan heart, but secretly nodded, yes, Liu Ying is a smart woman, these words, in line with his wishes.

That Kang Xiaoyu is also a guy who knows how to advance and retreat. His eyes are correct. He really intends to annihilate the ancient demon and support the Baixuan Pavilion to become the first major force in Tianyun Twelve.

Lin Xuan does not feel that this is wrong. As the saying goes, Fei Shui does not flow outside the field, this elbow, is it still turning outward?

At this time, the sky is already late, Lin Xuan ordered Lu Yinger four women, go back to rest, recharge and recharge, and tomorrow will be good for the ancient demon.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next day, the sky was just bright, Lin Xuan took a few women, turned into a stunned rainbow, and flew over the sky outside Linglong Valley.

In just three months of work, here we have gathered eight million immortals from all directions.

Among them, the human monk and the demon show each show a half, look at it, endless, even with Lin Xuan's eyesight, can not see the end there.

So many people gather, let alone cultivators, even mortals, it is easy to cause some troubles and troubles. Fortunately, today, Yun 12 is a very special period, there is a common enemy of ancient demon, so no matter monks and mortals It seems to be more restrained, plus the three major sects reconciled, so the number of monks and demons who came here is still very orderly.

However, as time goes on, this situation is somewhat difficult to maintain.

Without him, Lin Xuan has never appeared!

The monks and the demon people came here with great enthusiasm. The Xianmeng order is of course a reason, but the most important reason is because of Lin Xuan, the legend of the great cultivator.

We must know that since the demon disaster has come to Tianyun Twelve, no matter humans or demon people, the situation is not optimistic. Most of the time, it is in the downwind and difficult, otherwise, Tianqiao, Yu Lingzong, and medicine The palace will not be ruined by the rudder, and the gray smoke will be destroyed...

At the moment, Lin Xuan, the moment of breaking the void, its significance is significant.

Nothing else, just for morale, the effect is unparalleled.

You must know that the monk in the human world is only a distant legend. He leads everyone to fight against the ancient demon. The excitement of everyone's heart is conceivable.

After three months passed, Lin Xuan did not reveal it. The doubts in the minds of the monks were imaginable. There are countless legends about the three martial arts working together. Otherwise, there will be no ink. A scene of tragedy.

The heart is impetuous, and gradually, it adds a lot of anger.

This is not, an unremarkable corner outside the exquisite valley, surrounded by a large group of cultivators.

Who said that only mortals like to be busy, the cultivators are free to do nothing, the same will go to see strange.

In the middle, two monks are arguing.

One of them is more than 30 years old, with long hands and long legs, and his body is burly. As for the other one, the red ear is an unknown demon.

Both of them are the cultivators of the early Yuan Ying period.

I don't know why, for the sake of red-faced red, and then each of them will sacrifice the treasures, and see a big war will open, in the distance, a shocking rainbow flies.

The light converges, and the appearance of a monk in the late Qing Dynasty comes into view.

Looking at costumes is the joint law enforcement of the three major sects.

"The two predecessors are slow-moving and can't make it here."

"If you count something, you dare to take care of the deity of the deity." The long-handed cultivator raised his head and his mouth was full of sarcasm.

"What do you mean by your predecessors, but don't you put the three sects in your eyes?"

The face of law enforcement is also very sullen, although his cultivation is lower than the other side, but behind it represents the three powerful Zongmen forces of the Terran. According to reason, even if it is the Yuan Ying period, do not dare not give face. .

"Hey, don't put the three sects in your eyes, you give less to the deity to do the foxes and tigers, and your three major sects, and why have you put our fellow practitioners in the distance, what the caves are capable of comprehension. It’s all a matter of nothingness, hanging us here, but doing some unreasonable reasons to smother, when the fellows are idiots?”

"Yes, this Taoist friend said it is too reasonable. No matter what, for this reason, you are not too cold."

"Yes, how about the three major sects, you can't take me so many monks as monkeys, you guys, give a statement today, otherwise..."

"Otherwise we will dismantle you and worship the Pavilion."

......

There are many people who are in a hurry, and there are many people who want to know how to help them. You must know that there are eight million immortals. Among them, there must be an ancient demon. These guys are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. If they can encourage foreign monks to conflict with the three masters, they will sleep. I will wake up.

More and more cultivators are screaming, and the scene will be out of control, but at this moment, a cold snoring is heard in the ears.

The sound is not big, as if it was transmitted from a distance to the ear, but it was clear to the extreme. Everyone who was present in the field heard the cold moment, and the heart seemed to shrink.

Uncomfortable!

I do not know when, was actually wet by cold sweat.

"This……"

The immortal present on the scene showed no sorrow on his face.

Subsequently, the people involuntarily turned their heads with the voice, only a few brilliance, dazzling, flying out of the Linglong Valley.

Guanghua converges, a total of seven people.

Six of them, the people present are very familiar, although they have not seen it with their own eyes, but their voices and smiles, through the jade and Jane, have been somewhat experienced.

The Baixuan Pavilion is the owner of the cabinet, as well as the elders of the Songfeng Academy and the Tianya Haige. These six people, just take out one, are lame, let the whole Tianyun twelve states tremble, but at this moment They are low-eyed, and they look like the first person.

And the one that flies in the front, looks ordinary, but it is very ordinary, but at the age of twenty, it looks very facial, very ordinary, and more weird, his body, without the spirit of breath, looks like it is like A mortal look.

It can be biased, but it gives everyone an inexplicable feeling, so that the monks do not dare to look straight into the eyes.

Could it be that……

This is the Dong Xuan period cultivator who has been promoted by the three major sects?

Everyone’s heart is full of doubts, and there is such speculation, but they dare not be sure.

At this time, Lin Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that if he wanted to lead the eight million monks, he would always have to give some convictions.

Taking a breath, Lin Xuanyuan was under his body, Qingmang picked up, and a terrible spiritual pressure, such as the tide of the sea tide, swarmed.

Eight million immortals, stretching for thousands of miles, were all shrouded in this spirit.

At first, all the cultivators were shocked, and this spirit pressure surged like the tide of the sea. The terrible degree, they did not say it, and they never heard it.

"What does this predecessor want to do?"

Everyone has no time to think about it, but wants to sacrifice the magic weapon of defense first. However, it is too late, they are not slow, but the spirits of the coming are even faster. They simply can’t lay defenses. It was covered in the spirit.

Finished!

The low-ranking monks still don't know what's going on, but the high-level cultivators are already white, but then they find themselves wrong. All the worries are superfluous. Lin Xuan just wants to stand up and hurt. These monks.

The spirit is terrible, and all the cultivators who are covered by it feel that they are like being in the ocean and the sea is small, but there is nothing uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Let out a sigh of relief!

These monks are not idiots. Although the strength of the monks in the Dong Xuan period is only described by the classics, the effect of the spiritual pressure is not caused by the clutches.

It is possible to make eight million monks tremble at the same time. It is sure that only the old monsters from the spiritual world can do this.

The spirit is coming quickly, and the speed of retreating is unequivocal. It can be done as soon as it is.

A thousand miles away, quiet and extremely.

After a full tea effort, someone reflected it and bowed to Lin Xuan.

It’s really a cultivator in the Dong Xuan period. There are no nonsense in the three sects. There is hope for defeating the ancient devil.

Cheers are coming and going, no need to say anything more, morale has already been lifted.

Lin Xuan’s face showed a satisfactory color, and his planned plan had already been reached.

Then don't worry.

Lin Xuan turned his head and told the six people behind him: "You will divide these monks into groups. The time for three days should be enough. After three days, we will go to the ancient demon."

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