v3 Chapter 414： Chaoyang Gate

Chapter 414, Chaoyangmen

Lin Xuan did not dare to stop, and took out hundreds of miles in one breath. Only then did he find a secret place, stopped to rest, took out the medicinal herbs and swallowed it, and meditation. After several hours, Lin Xuan’s physical mana was finally restored. .

Spit out a suffocating gas, Lin Xuan swelled up, recognized the direction, and turned into a Qinghong, and went to Lingyao Mountain.

This time, the harvest is naturally extremely rich, but in the end it is also ruined. If it is not a bit of luck, I am afraid it has fallen into the hands of the peacock fairy.

In the final analysis, it is still not enough strength, and its own cultivation is supernatural power. Although it is far better than the same-level monks, it does not have the power to fight against the old monsters of the Yuan Ying class.

Of course, there is no way to do this. The realm is a high level. It is a world-wide gap. It is like an old monster of the anti-day level of Baidu Shenjun, but it is unique.

Lin Xuan sticks out his tongue and licks some dry mouths. He has a self-knowledge. He never expects to be able to compete with the Yuan Ying period. He just hopes to have a little life-saving means in their hands.

At the very least, the situation is wrong. There is a chance to polish the soles.

It seems that after returning to the mountain this time, I have to find a way to cultivate more powerful mysterious magical powers, or to collect materials and refine the magic weapon of this life. Although the power of several ancient treasures that I own is not small, it is compared with the life magic treasure recorded in the practice method. Still better than some.

While Lin Xuan was on the road, he thought about it in his heart, and his stunned rainbow gradually became dull. Although the peacock fairy had gone, Lin Xuan felt that he should be careful.

All the way, nothing has happened. In the blink of an eye, the sun has already turned west. Although it has been flying for a long time, it is repaired by Lin Xuan. But I didn't feel tired, I was preparing to hurry the road overnight, but there were a few lights in the distance, and there was a faint shock.

Lin Xuan brows a pick and stops the light.

More than one thing is less than one thing. With Lin Xuan’s heart, if you encounter this situation, it is natural to detour. But a little bit, but he flew past the fire.

There is a natural reason for doing this.

Lin Xuan has been away from the Zongmen for a long time. Later, he spent more than half a year in the Kuiyin Mountains. To what extent the war between the monks and the ghosts is going to happen, he can say that he is not clear at all. Naturally, he wants to find someone to understand one or two. Otherwise, Once I got back to the martial art, I was arrested. Isn't that extreme?

This one.

As for the second point, Lin Xuan was greatly uneasy because he had been flying for thousands of miles. The location he passed by could not be said to be very remote, but he did not have a half-personal shadow. The villages that I met occasionally did not have any vitality. In Lin Xuan’s heart, there were gradually some bad feelings.

What is the current situation in Youzhou. Lin Xuan is eager to figure out, but the sound of the fire and the burst in front is big, but in Lin Xuan's view, the level of fighting is also limited, and it is not a threat to himself. This is why he dares to go.

The incident was only a little over ten miles away. Although Lin Xuan was not flying fast, it only took a few minutes. Soon a clear picture will be revealed.

The fire shines, the yin sky, and a group of monks and sinisters are fighting.

However, Lin Xuan used his knowledge to sweep away, but he was dumbfounded. Although the scale of this fight was quite small, the repairs on both sides were not enough.

There are about twenty or thirty people on the side of the monks, but in addition to the first ones, they are the masters of the base period. Others are just low-level disciples of the ingenuity period.

As for the ghost. The number is even more, and the appearance is quite scary. However, the means of attack is lacking, and it is also the lowest level of fierce soul.

Lin Xuan did not hide the meaning of cultivation, and soon the two sides discovered the outsider.

The monks had a commotion, and the excitement of countless people was beyond words. From the scene, they were indeed in a disadvantage. I thought that this time there was a lot of fierceness, but I did not expect to have strong support.

"This predecessor, please help, the younger generations are grateful, will definitely give a heavy reward." A clear voice came to the ear, Lin Xuan turned back, is an old man wearing a white robe.

He is also the highest person in the middle of the group of monks, and reached the peak of the foundation period of the foundation. However, from the age of the year, the hope of this life is almost nothing.

"Predecessors saved me."

"Please also show great powers."

"I beg you."

......

Others have also opened their mouths. For a time, the sound of the mouth is coming into the ears. Lin Xuan did not bother with their meaning. He raised his hand and took a shot on a storage bag at the waist. Dozens of Fushun have been sacrificed.

Hail fireballs, thunder and lightning winds, these are the human-level symbols of the previous refining, Lin Xuan is now a big advance, it is no use, here is to play the heat.

Although the power is not outstanding, but these sinister ghosts, but also the lowest order, and soon the yin of the sky, was swept away.

Seeing this predecessor's shot, it was such a sound, the monks were all overjoyed, and each sacrificed the spirit in their hands, besieging the fish that slipped through the net.

The situation reversed, the ghosts screamed again and again, Lin Xuan browed slightly, did not intend to waste time here, raised his hand, shot a few white swordsmanship from his fingers, flashing away, will be the most powerful The sinister cave wears.

Without the leader, the other Uighurs are more and more flustered. The time of a tea break is wiped out by the human monks.

"The doorkeeper, all dead, there is no fish that slips through the net."

After listening to the words of the men, the old man in the white robe sighed and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, if there is a ghost to run away, it is really a troublesome thing.

It made a look and let the disciples clean up the battlefield. Although the spirits used by these ghosts and ghosts are weird, they can also be exchanged for spar.

And he himself, respectfully like Lin Xuan flew past, bent over and salute: "The younger Luo Tianren met with the predecessors, the help of the grace, grateful, if the seniors told me, I must go to the Chaoyangmen to do the best."

"Chaoyangmen?" Lin Xuan brows slightly wrinkled, and there is no impression in his heart. If he is not ignorant, the martial art of the other party is too small.

The old man in front of him is the lord of the door, but it is only the peak of the foundation period. It seems that most of the latter is still the case.

Lin Xuan changed his mind and thought of this, but his face did not show a disdainful expression: "Well, you are a Chaoyangmen monk, you know where this place is, why do you encounter ghosts and ghosts here, are they killed? Have you entered the hinterland of Youzhou?"

Lin Xuan asked a few questions, and the old man who claimed to be Luo Tianren listened, but his expression was a bit. He first looked at Lin Xuan with a curious expression. Then he seemed to feel a little disrespectful and quickly bowed his head.