v5 Chapter 1084： Ghostly ink, Tianzhou Luojia

The first thousand and eighty-four chapters of ghosts and inks, Tianzhou Luojia

Lin Xuan's face changed, and the sound of the scholar's mad laughter has been introduced into the ear. I saw his left hand flipping, and the speed is incomparably like the front point. The platform flipped over and the ink inside was spilled on the surface of the green fire sword.

A strange scent was suddenly dispersed. Lin Xuan had a bizarre fire, but he was not afraid of being poisonous. However, the surface of the Qinghuo sword was quickly dimmed, and the connection with the gods became more and more.

"Ghosts and inks!" Lin Xuan whispered, whispered to himself, his face also showed some horror.

I did not expect that the other party actually possessed such treasures, and the ghosts and inks were also famous in the Yin division. It is said that they collected evil spirits and resentment, and then added the filth items from heaven to earth, mixing them in the ghost mist and cold pool, and then using them extremely A special way to condense it out.

This thing is cloudy to cold. If the monk sticks a little, it will be poisoned, but the most terrible thing is its filthiness to the treasure.

As long as any treasure is glued, it will inevitably lead to spiritual loss and power.

It is said that in the past, there was a big demon in the Yinshi world, who crossed the gap of the space and came here. The ghosts and inks that he possessed made the monks suffer.

Later, several Yuan Ying monks, who were at the same level as the demon, went on and attacked, and then they finally attacked the other side. However, the name of the ghosts and inks also made the monks change color. It was the sinister evil of the world. Things.

How can the treasures of this gloomy world appear in the hands of a human monk.

Lin Xuan’s expression, time has become very serious.

Is there any connection between the other party and the demon?

"Young master, it is your own care, people have long said that this guy's body, there is a similar atmosphere." Month sighed, expression with a bit of blame.

"I am not right." Lin Xuan nodded. These days, as the realm improved, he was indeed somewhat arrogant. In the face of the big monks, he was better. The early and mid-term Yuan Ying monks were barely in the eye. This is not true. After all, there are few people who can make a baby, and there are few people who are fuel-efficient. They have adventures and magical powers.

It’s so light and careless.

Lin Xuan was alerting himself in the heart, and the light of the Qinghuo sword has become more and more dim, and he has not completely lost contact with the gods. Lin Xuan is busy collecting it back.

The surface of the blade is faint, and some black air is not scattered.

Lin Xuan will inject the mana, but the speed of this sword is obviously slower. It seems that it is not good to sacrifice, and I have no idea to restore it.

Lin Xuan flipped his hand and put it into the storage bag.

On the face of the scholar, there was a slight smile.

Taking advantage of Lin Xuan's daze, he took the dragon snake and wrote three fires in the sky.

Then I took a shot on the storage bag and flew dozens of spar from it.

All are high-quality, Lin Xuan could not help but see, this guy's body is really far from ordinary monks comparable.

At the same time, the three words were controlled, and the scholars seemed to have some difficulty. The expression on the face was pale and a blood arrow was sprayed out.

The blood quickly merged with the aura in the spar, and then was absorbed into the three fire words together.

The wind is rising from the sky, and the sky is as dark as it is. The top and bottom of the scholars are filled with a smoldering fire.

The pale colors, each group is only as big as a fist, but there are tens of thousands.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but change his color. He felt that his scalp was a little numb. However, this was only the beginning. The expression of the student was fierce, but his look became very mad. He suddenly took a deep breath and then danced with his hands. From his body, There is a gloomy and cold mist, and the ghosts are not only screaming, it is very fierce.

The month did not say anything wrong, it seems that this guy has some strange connection with the ghost.

Confucianism, the ghost, this is really a bit strange.

I don't know the origins of this weird scholar.

But Lin Xuan now, there is no trace of contempt.

Those ghosts wrap the body of the scholar, and the screaming of the soul is heard into the ear, and then more strange things happen.

"disease!"

I saw that the scholar’s ​​expression was serious. The tens of thousands of smoldering fires around him began to condense, and a phantom of ten feet appeared in the air.

It’s a sinister, the sharp corners on the head are eye-catching, the wings on the back are gently patted, and the pair of eyes are big and the bells are more beautiful, and the pupils are also very different from humans. It looks rather slender, with black nails on both hands and feet, faintly exuding a heart-warming light.

Then the ghost roared, such as the long whales absorbing water, swallowing all the ghosts and fog around them, and the creaking sounds were transmitted to the ears, and the phantom began to materialize.

puff……

The scholar once again spewed out a blood, his face paled to the point of the dead body, but his face was full of excitement: "How, the blood soul of Xiaosheng is only practicing to the third floor, but with the help of spiritual treasures, summoning The ghosts are attached to the body. The cultivation of this ghost is no weaker than the big monk. The Taoist friend is now regretting it too late. Rest assured, I will not slowly kill you and destroy the body of the Taoist friend. Will bind your Yuan Ying, and then slowly smash the soul."

The scholar was a little sick and mad.

"You are obviously a Confucian cultivator, why do you have a ghostly secret technique, and a chilly ghost in the squad, is it not that you are not human beings, and have a blood relationship with the demon of the sinister world?" Lin Xuan stared at the other's eyes, a word of mouth.

The scholar’s ​​ridiculous laughter came to an abrupt end, and his face showed some curiosity. The voice of sneer was introduced into his ear: “The Taoist friend is very alert and alert. You can see that I combined the Confucianism with the Yinsi supernatural, but still guessed. Through my identity, it seems that after so many years, the seven forces have completely forgotten my Luo family.

"Luojia, what Luojia?" Lin Xuan is just pretending to be the elder of Emperor Lingzong. Naturally, he does not know what he is referring to, but from the words, he can hear the other person's origins, and it seems that the seven major gates are not hateful. Shallow look.

"Forget it, if you still remember my Tianzhou Luojia, these years must have been sent to kill people, how can we restore vitality, and now the strength of the family, although less than one-tenth of the heyday, but finally Inheriting, and my Luo family was the hegemon of Tianyun Twelve, and the blood in the veins was originally passed down to the blood of the king of the six kings of the Yinsi, and naturally able to display some of the sinister circles." The scholar sneered There is a faint light flashing on his face.

Lin Xuan did not understand at all, what the six kings of Yin Shi, had never heard of before, after all, relative to the spiritual world and the devil world, the monks did not know much about the Yin division, but Lin Xuan sharply captured another clue— - Tianzhou! (To be continued,)