v6 Chapter 1416： Stubborn red dragonfly

The first thousand four hundred and sixteen chapters reluctant red dragonfly

But the facts are facts, even if you don't want to believe it, how can you explain it in front of you?

Similar looks?

Hung Hom shook his head, the same as Lin Xuan’s judgment.

The appearance can be the same, but there is absolutely no such thing as the temperament of the two people in the world.

What's more, when the two had started, Hung Hom recognized Lin Xuan's mana fluctuations.

Although things are easy to move, Lin Xuan is no longer the same, even on the demon island, but also inherited the Xuan Feng fairy's clothes, but his nine days of Xuan Gong, has reached the point of Dacheng, this will not change Therefore, from the fluctuation of mana, Hung Hom is not difficult to recognize Lin Xuan.

After the initial suspicion, Hung Hom was unwilling to release his knowledge and swept over Lin Xuan over and over again. Without mistake, the other party was indeed a legendary clutch.

The woman’s face suddenly turned to the extreme.

Hold the teeth tightly.

As the saying goes, the enemy meets and is extremely jealous. In the past, he was offended by this kid. Now the road is narrow, and the other party has never complained about it. The red dragonfly does not want to fall, what should he do?

When the Jade Emperor Xuanzong was in chaos, she dared to attack the clutch with the magical power of the middle of the Yuan Ying, but it was because there was a same-level teacher.

But now the situation is different. Although there are more people on this side, it is useless to repair it to be lower than yourself.

The minds of both sides turned their minds, and their thoughts were thousands of times. For a time, the scene seemed quiet and extremely extreme.

But this is just an illusion.

The rain is coming from the wind.

The oppressive atmosphere makes people feel completely out of breath.

A long, laughing voice came into the ear, but Lin Xuan first broke the silence: "The demon island is different, the fairy is still the same, hurried for two hundred years, I can't think we have another day to meet again."

The voice did not fall, and the surrounding Luojia monks had no suspicious colors on their faces.

In particular, several Yuan Ying period immortals, even more alert, quietly put their hands like a storage bag.

After all, the elders have no blood relationship with them. On the surface, they have a harmonious relationship. But in the final analysis, they are just outsiders.

In front of this clutching period, the immortals are obviously non-friends and enemies. The two have long known each other.

Could it be that……

The great elders are deliberate, and they are simply spies.

The red face is white as paper, but at this moment, how can she manage the reaction of the monk in the house, Lin Xuan is the enemy.

Deep down, she understands that she is very difficult to escape today. After all, Yuan Ying’s clutch, on the surface, only differs from one realm, but strength is different.

However, with the character of Hung Hom, there is no binding on the hand, let alone the woman who is said to be weak, this woman is very staunch.

Would rather be jade, not willing to complete.

In any case, she will not open her mind like Lin Xuan.

"What do you think about in a hurry, this palace has hatred with this person, and now, there is nothing to say, everyone is working together to kill a **** road." Hung Hom's eyes swept over the faces of several Luo's parents, cold mouth It is.

"Yes... but the other is the legendary clutch." The old man in the yellow shirt swallowed a sip, his voice hoarse.

"How about it, is it for mercy? Do you think that if you bend your knees, you will let us go?" The red 绫 绫 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉 厉

The Luo family monks are all in silence. They are not idiots. They understand that Hung Hom is telling the truth. In the immediate situation, it is impossible to be good.

When you are tied, you can only let the other party slaughter and fight. Although you hope to be embarrassed, there is still some hope.

After all, the clutch period is terrible. They have only seen it in ancient books and have not really witnessed it.

Well, there is only one enemy, playing, definitely not playing, but maybe there will be a chance to escape.

I thought so in my heart, although the Luo family monks still linger in their hearts, they are reluctant to have the determination to fight back.

Lin Xuan turned a blind eye to the poor and ignorant guys. It seems that they are not seeing the coffin and not crying.

"The disciples listened to the orders and shot them together. We have so many people. Can we not kill them?"

The old man in the yellow shirt shouted his arms and was full of confidence. Of course, this was for the sake of flickering. If the disciples below were not as cannon fodder, they had a chance to escape.

Although they are the same family, the immortals are selfish.

Those low-level cultivators are stunned by Lin Xuan's realm, but the specific realm is not very clear. It is not a bit of courage and no courage.

The spirits are shining, and they have their own magic weapons or spiritual devices.

I saw the sword and the sword, and the sky was full of eighteen weapons. It seemed that the momentum was scary.

Unfortunately, in Lin Xuan's eyes, it is just a mustard.

Lin Xuan has no extra movements. He just lifts his right hand and takes time. He has touched the heaven and earth aura of dozens of miles.

The sound of the cymbal was introduced into the ear, and thousands of wind blades were formed around Lin Xuan.

Then the wind blade arranged and combined, turned into a number of seven or eight long wind dragons, flying in front of Lin Xuan, it looked shocking.

"This... what is this secret?"

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, those low-ranking monks are okay, can't see the magic of this trick, several old monsters in the Yuan Ying period, then the pupils are miniature, the wind dragon is not the ordinary demon The technique of shaping, the magical power contained in it is eye-catching.

"kill!"

I don't know who made a shout, and stabbed Lin Xuan, who was like a flying sword. Other cultivators also started to work. For a time, the magic weapon of flying dance covered the whole sky.

"disease!"

In the face of a storm-like attack, Lin Xuan just spit out a word, and those huge wind dragons suddenly rushed forward.

The sound of the cockroach is transmitted to the ear, and the treasure of the other party touches in the air. The magic weapon is better, but the spirituality is lost. The scorpion is flying back. The spirits of the monks who built the base period are without exception. Was destroyed.

The wind dragon did not give up on this, and continued to rush to the surrounding cultivators.

When the time is screaming, the screams come one after another. Those Luojia disciples have no resistance at all. Don’t say that ordinary cultivators, even a few Yuan Ying grotesques have only supported a few rounds, and they have become the soul of the dragons. .

There were less than half a cup of tea before and after, and hundreds of Luojia monks were all fallen.

There is only one man and one woman left in the vast Mozambique, Lin Xuan and the red fairy.

Lin Xuan held his hand and stood in a relaxed manner. The face of the red dragonfly was somewhat white, but the eyes were still full of stubbornness.

Although Lin Xuan’s supernatural power is still far above her own imagination, she still has not thought about begging for mercy.

Be a man.

The mountain peaks and raises the hair of the red dragonfly. This beautiful and stubborn woman exudes a different kind of charm.