Chapter 1409: Erlang Zhenjun, Master Is Here (22)

When the three-pointed two-edged knife was summoned by Xuanlin.

The clouds and qi between heaven and earth surged, crumbling from the control of Xia Ling's cloud sword.

The man's silver hair moved slightly, his long sleeves fluttered, and he was dressed in a gray robe with mystery and mystery.

The third eye on his forehead slowly opened.

Click-

Shrouded in divine light, the cloud sword in Xia Ling's hand directly took off his hand, and when it reached Xuanlin's hand, it became Xuanlin's weapon.

"Throw in the towel." Xuan Lin held the hilt of the sword that was still warm, and looked at the female cultivator who was empty in his hand.

The storm she stirred up was fixed by his three-pointed and two-edged knife, and her magic weapon was lost by his third eye.

He was the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun in the Heavenly Court, how could she be compared to him, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Court Immortal, and the mantis arm was just a car.

"Stop, why stop?"

Xia Ling wiped the blood on his lips.

The magic weapon was forcibly taken away, and the connection with her mind was broken, and she was indeed injured.

However, he is Erlang Zhenjun, and she is his master in this life, how can she not leave behind?

Xia Ling raised her head, she looked at the distant sky, and opened her mouth.

A bright whimper came out of his mouth, and the tengu howled the moon.

With the silver moon here, her combat power can be doubled and enhanced, what is the concept of cultivation in the two Mahayana periods? No matter how powerful Xuan Lin is, under the constraints of the immortal cultivation world, can he really play the strength of Erlang Zhenjun?

"Howling Dog ......"

Xuanlin was stunned.

He really didn't expect that the Howling Dog would accompany him to this world.

"yes, so what? You are my master, so what? ”

"I've been with you for thousands of years, but I can't get you to look at me more. I'm a whistling dog, should I guard you? ”

Xia Ling sneered.

In the memory of the original owner she received, Erlang Zhenjun is really a guy with eyes above the top.

Even when the Heavenly Court fell, she fought with him until the last moment, she blocked the enemy's sneak attack for him, and she died in his arms.

Howling Dog, you deserved to die.

Only such an indifferent sentence, it seems that thousands of years of loyalty and companionship are all taken for granted, and it is a mission that must be completed.

However, she liked him, so much, but he never looked at her.

"Do you hate me so much?" Confusion flashed in Xuan Lin's eyes.

There is never a hateful thing in this world for no reason.

He hated Duanxi for doing whatever he wanted to him, but Duanxi and him used to be partners who had guarded each other for thousands of years, they were born and died together, and before he died, he also watched Duanxi die in his arms.

But she hated him.

"Why?" Xuan Lin looked at Xia Ling.

"Why?" The underside of the deep eyes is dyed with ink.

Becoming an immortal, ascending, Xuanlin is not uncommon at all, the moment he became a demon ancestor, in the face of the demon cultivators' sincere bowing, a faint voice told him.

Immortals are nothing, and the Demon Ancestor is his destination.

Therefore, he doesn't care about becoming an immortal at all, what he cares about is ...... His demons.

It's been a lot of time, and the scene of being forced by a woman, forcibly controlled by her, and the picture of him doing whatever he wants to her, repeatedly invades his dreams.

He deserves to hate.

However, thinking that Duanxi is Xia Xia, Xuanlin can't hate it after all.

The sweet female voice brought him out of the predicament little by little.

Duanxi is destruction, and Xia Xia is hope.

Xuanlin pursed his lips.

He looked at Xia Ling, who was behind him with the shadow of the silver moon falling.

Her black hair turned into pitch-black vines in an instant, dancing wildly, as if soaked in blood.

(End of chapter)