v4 Chapter 668： Tiger fall Pingyang

The 168th chapter of the tiger falls Pingyang

"How is that good?" The moon was slightly wrinkled, but there was no idea.

Lin Xuan opened Zhangkou and was about to say something. Suddenly, a shocking sound burst into the ear, and the aura surged, and then a cloud of dark clouds came into view.

Behind the dark clouds, there are still seven or eight light-stricken winds, and they are chasing after them.

"what?"

Lin Xuan’s eyes were slightly stunned, but his expression was full of surprises. The dark clouds looked very familiar.

Although the time to come to the sea by myself is not short, but there are not many people who are familiar with it. Who is the guy inside?

Lin Xuan released the knowledge and started searching.

After a slight sweep, his face showed a bit of weird color.

As the saying goes, it’s not that the family doesn’t gather heads. Lin Xuan never thought about it. He just came to Qixing Island and met the old master of the bitter master.

When I was in the Jade Emperor Xuanzong, I had suffered a lot from him.

Was chased by the chicken flying dog.

Of course, the three days of Shishi, when you look at it, Lin Xuan’s current cultivation is supernatural, and naturally you don’t have to be afraid of this old monster.

But he does not want to meet him in a narrow way, meaningless fights, Lin Xuan is not interested at all.

However, the situation in front of us is a bit strange.

The master of bitterness is hidden in the dark clouds, but it is obviously a bit of awkward color, just like being seriously injured.

Originally this is not surprising, Qixing Island Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even the old monster of the Yuan Ying period, occasionally there will be eating time.

What is amazing is that the seven or eight light that chased him is clearly a monk in the condensate period.

Is there any mistake, even if the number of opponents is large, there is absolutely no reason to match the old monsters of the Yuan Ying period.

Lin Xuan's face showed a dignified color, once again released the knowledge, expanded the scope of the search, still nothing, there is no master in the vicinity is hidden.

And this is a little delay, the other party is very close to himself.

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a smile, and since the prey hit the door, he certainly did not let it go.

Stretched his hand on the storage bag, he took out a jade bottle, poured out a hidden spirit, and then Lin Xuan began to display the magic of the magic.

In a burst of screaming sound, he became a thin and old man.

Although this law has time limits, it can deceive the knowledge of the same-order monks. No matter the master of suffering, or the seven or eight monks who are behind him, it is impossible to see the flaws.

This point, Lin Xuan is still sure.

The bitter master is in a hurry, and the dark clouds are getting closer to him at this moment.

Lin Xuan met, and his eyes flashed a sarcasm, raising his hand, and several cyan sword lights flashed on his head.

"go with!"

With Lin Xuan scorning, those swords are as strong as the strong bows, and they are connected in a line, like a violent ray.

The master of the pain was shocked. He kept paying attention to the scene behind him. At this moment, he noticed that some people were blocking the road ahead, and the expression was naturally more and more ugly.

Resentful in the heart, think about his own infancy in the Yuan Ying period, but at this moment was forced by several juniors to go nowhere, the feeling of depression is hard to describe.

But now is not a stubborn moment!

He snorted and flew out a few devil snakes from the dark clouds, and rushed to the sword light.

Puff puff……

The two collided, but the battle was one-sided, and Jianguang easily killed the magic snake.

So easy and comfortable, even Lin Xuan showed a big surprise, the injury of this old devil is slightly heavier than imagined.

However, getting the gap, the magic cloud also changed direction, spurred toward the oblique thorn.

However, Lin Xuanyuan will let him run away, his body flashed, and he has already blocked the front.

"This Taoist friend, we have no enmity, why do you stop the old man!" In the dark clouds, there was a hoarse voice, with a bit of pleading.

At this time, the master of suffering has already seen Lin Xuan’s face, and he has never seen it. As for the costumes, it is obviously not related to the guy who is chasing himself later. This is a bit strange... Could it be that he is unlucky today, even drinking cold water? Stitching?

This guy is inexplicably shooting himself. Is it tempting to kill someone?

The expression of the master of the bitterness is not to be laughed at. This kind of thing he has not seen before, but since he became a child, he never encountered it again.

Correctly speaking, only he grabs others, when he was beaten by juniors, and today...

However, as the saying goes, people under the eaves have to bow their heads. Although Lin Xuan has taken the hidden spirit, he will be controlled to control around the end of the condensate. At this moment, he can't offend himself. He can only ask for it.

Lin Xuan naturally takes it as a wind, and it is rare to meet the old monsters. They don’t fall into the rocks, and the fires are robbed, unless their heads are funny.

When he is sick, he wants his life, and his heart is soft in the cultivation of the fairy world.

Seeing the other side is unmoved, the bitter master bites his teeth, the dark clouds rush, and the magic becomes more intense than before.

From the perspective of the sound, there is a bit of awkwardness. Unfortunately, Lin Xuan is not a cultivator in the late stage of the condensate. How can this small scene be put in the eyes?

Seeing the intimidation, the dark clouds turned into three, spurting into different places.

Illusion!

It is a pity that the class is axe. If the master of the bitter masters is in its heyday, it may cause a lot of trouble for Lin Xuan. But now, he is seriously injured and repaired as a big drop. With Lin Xuan’s powerful knowledge, he wants to distinguish between true and false. It is not a difficult thing.

When the whole body grows up, Lin Xuan, regardless of the rest, chased directly like the black cloud on the left.

A little bit in the air, there are dozens of skull-sized fireballs in the air, and the rumbling rushes like the other side.

"Impossible, how can you identify the old man?" The master of the sorrow was stunned and angry, and his anger was becoming more and more inadequate.

And this delay, the back of the seven or eight dawns have finally caught up in front of the eyes, the light converges, there are several men and women in the period of the condensate.

The tall, chunky and thin, fanned in the air, faintly enclosed.

Regardless of men and women, each one seems to be a ghost, and is obviously a monk of the Mozong.

"Bitter old, you first married Sun Shishu's a mysterious ghost claw, and then by Murong Shibo's big rebellion, now it is the end of the strong, why must we escape, the shackles will be stunned, but also less Some bitterness, as long as you promise to hand over the treasure, we may not be able to let you live." Among the eight monks, headed by a black-faced man, he glanced at the dark clouds in front, slowly The opening.

"Ignorant junior, you are the old man who is the three-year-old child, you will believe that you are full of ghosts, let me go alive, hey, are you not afraid that the old man will go back to raise the wound, then find you to revenge slowly." It is worthy of being a generation of heroes. Even at this moment, the face is still full of hot colors, and the loopholes in the other's words are cold and cold.