v4 Chapter 734： Poison king

Seven hundred and thirty-fourth chapter

I should agree!

The monks underneath did not think this way. Although they did not know that Lin Xuan wanted to exchange the best spar, the hope of condensing Yuan Ying was something that ordinary monks could resist.

unfortunately……

It seems that Changsheng Dan will fall into the hands of Huang Meizhen, and the old monsters have to silently put away the greed. After all, the great monks in the late Yuan Ying are almost equal to invincible in this world.

"How, Daoyou thinks what the old man proposes, I help, at least half of you hope to form a Yuan Ying." Huang Mei is full of temptation.

In all fairness, Lin Xuan is also a bit tempted. Of course, he quickly abandoned this idea. He has too many secrets to see the light. If you worship Huang Mei as a teacher, it is simply looking for death. Your situation is completely different from that of ordinary monks. Ground.

Even if there is no help from the old monsters, relying on the power of Tianchen Dan, Lin Xuan believes that he can successfully carry out the baby. Anyway, the Kirin Fire has already had an eyebrow...

Lin Xuan did not speak, but all kinds of thoughts in his mind were spinning at a rapid speed. However, it was not appropriate to refuse one at a time. After all, it was not a joke to offend the late monks.

Damn, I didn't expect this level of trading, there is still no trace of the best spar, Lin Xuan is thinking about how to refuse to be safe, suddenly a burst of laughter sounds into the ears.

"Changsheng Dan, I didn't think there was such a strange thing in the world, this baby, the king wants it."

The voice did not fall, and the sky was dark.

A thick lightning bolt like a silver snake dances, dazzling...

boom!

The ground trembled, and only the blue light flashed, and then a huge and crisp cracking sound spread away.

Lin Xuan’s heart suddenly disappeared. Obviously, some people used the great supernatural powers to forcibly break the prohibition of the islands. They didn’t know who was daring and dared to come to the Lushan Conference.

A dark cloud floats from a distance...

The white deer boy's face was ugly, turned his head, and whispered a few words to the deacons at the side of the body. The monks nodded and turned into a variety of colors, and flew forward to check.

"No... No, this breath, although there is cover, but it is not a monk of the Terran, let the few disciples come back." Ding Lao, who had just identified Changsheng Dan, suddenly seemed to think of something, his face changed greatly. Road.

However, it was too late, and the dark clouds burst into a strange green, and the terrible monsters rose into the sky...

The few monk monks could not escape, and all were engulfed by the green demon cloud.

"It is the poisonous king, how come the old monster came to Lushan, is the Yaozu want to fight with us in full?" The white deer boy stared at the demon cloud, his face was suddenly white and white, not only him, he was sitting old The monsters are all moving, it is Huang Meizhen, the great monk in the late Yuan Ying, and his face is also dignified.

What's more, or the flow of mana, or the sacrifice of the magic of the life, seems to be inconsistent, it is ready to start.

"Oh, you don't need to be so nervous, this king is here, not to pick things, just to want a grand event, to participate in the auction of your Terran."

The green cloud was so fast that it stopped in the sky above the island.

Then the poisonous fog spread, and a tall demon was caught in the eye.

Late shape!

Lin Xuan’s eyes glimpsed, and the spirit of the other person’s body was amazing, and he was even better than the yellow-browed real man.

As for the image, it is the dagger's body. It is two meters high and has a muscular knot. It looks magnificent.

There were nearly two hundred grotesque in the Yuan Ying period, but this guy turned a blind eye and walked over.

Even with Lin Xuan’s supernatural powers, he was somewhat overwhelmed by the other’s spiritual pressure, and his face was full of vigilance, for fear that the other party would act like himself.

"Poisonous King, what do you want to do?"

As a big monk, Huang Meizhen is no longer able to sit on the Diaoyutai, and he does not see his footsteps moving. He is in front of Lin Xuan.

"Oh, the technique of shrinking the ground is quite skillful. It seems that after the real person was defeated by the king last time, he was so painful that the cultivation was a lot of growth. How, and want to do it with me?" The way.

When the language came out, the following was awkward, but no one doubted that the poisonous king was bragging.

In the metamorphosis period, the magical beast is supposed to be superior to the same-level Yuan Ying period monk, and this poisonous king is not a wild animal, but it can also be regarded as the heaven and earth spirit, and the cultivation is more natural than ordinary. Wicked beast.

Moreover, even if it is the latter stage, there are still differences in the realm. The difference between the threshold and the peak of the late stage is naturally not to be confused.

"Poisonous king, the old man admits that I can't beat you, but here we have the same number of infants, do you think you have the strength to be the enemy?" Huang Mei's real expression is dull, completely unable to see what his mind is thinking.

"Yellow eyebrow friend, you are threatening me, yes, of course, the king can not compete for two hundred yuan infants, but only you are a late stage, here is not the Jedi, if you are still running away, you have to grasp the ground, if you dare to do that, Don't be afraid of revenge, don't forget, my dragon family, the appeal of this demon island, but unbeatable, unless you really want to provoke the two races, not the king despise your human race, the war together, I am afraid even one There is no land for success."

The people are silent, although they are not willing to admit it, but this island is a holy place of the demon, and the strength of the beast is far from being comparable to human beings.

"Why do you all have a face that refuses people thousands of miles away? The king said, I am here, just want to participate in the auction, there is no other malicious."

The monks are dubious, but the other side has already reached this point. No one will really look for the suffocation of the big monsters in the late stage. It is silly to say that there is no such ability and it is an enemy of the dragons.

Huang Mei’s real person is slightly stunned, and his expression has finally eased.

As for the few monks who have just been destroyed, they can only count their bad luck.

Weak meat and strong food, this is the rule of the cultivation of the immortal world, the human killing the beast is so, the high-order demon massacre of the human monk is the same reason.

If you want to take revenge, you must first have strength, otherwise it will be a moth to fight the fire... Who will not sympathize with the weak who are not measurable.

The White Deer Boy is a monk in the mid-Yuan Ying. Of course, he understands this truth. Even though the person who has just been killed has one of his late-born sons, he has to bite his teeth and swallow the bitter fruit.

The face barely squeezed out a smile: "Since the friend of the road is coming to the auction, it is worth a visit. Please sit down."

The poisonous king was arrogant, and regarded his words as a wind, slowly stepped forward and came to Lin Xuan's front.