A hint of pity flashed on the middle-aged Confucian student's face, but he quickly raised his head and looked gloomily at the valley in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Angry!

In his opinion, it was all the fault of the monk in the valley, and if the other party honestly poked his neck, how could this woman fall.

Such an idea is ridiculous, but why does the immortal cultivation world where the strong are respected need to make any sense.

He had already made up his mind that he would never let Ling Xian fall easily, and he would definitely drain his soul and refine his soul and taste all kinds of suffering.

However, before this thought could be turned, and without the slightest warning, the hurricane suddenly broke away, parted in both directions, and the heavens and the earth became clear again.

"Who is it that actually broke your own spell?"

The middle-aged Confucian was stunned for a moment, then became furious, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked ahead.

A vague figure came into view.

Gradually it became clear.

It is a young man, wearing a green shirt and an ordinary appearance.

Ling Xian!

At this moment, his face was full of resentment.

No wonder Ling Xian was angry.

He and the other party have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future, but he inexplicably hit the door, wanting to put himself to death, the clay man is still three points of real fire, and the ancestor of the Xuan, can he be so domineering?

"Hey, in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, you have been promoted to another level than just now. ”

The middle-aged Confucian student's expression was a little surprised: "Good luck, but unfortunately ants are ants." ”

"Don't worry, I won't let you fall so soon, I will let you taste all the troubles and pains of the world. ”

Before the words fell, he pointed at Ling Xian.

A sound of "snort" came to his ears, and a ball of light the size of a bean appeared on his fingertips, which disappeared in a flash, and the next moment, it actually appeared in front of Ling Xian.

The middle-aged Confucian had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen Ling Xian's face full of pain, rolling in front of him and begging for mercy.

But the next moment, his expression froze.

Seeing that the bean-sized ball of light was about to hit Ling Xian, the kid's body was slightly blurred, and he disappeared from the spot.

What is this, teleportation?

No, it doesn't look like it.

With his eyesight, he couldn't even see what kind of spell Ling Xian was casting, but he easily dodged his own attack with ease.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to his ears, but after the light cluster was dodged away by Ling Xian, he continued to fly forward, hitting a big mountain.

This mountain is more than 1,000 feet high, and the volume of the size of a bean is almost negligible, but as soon as the two are connected, the huge and majestic mountain peak actually disintegrates with ice.

Rubble rained down, and the entire mountain collapsed into mud.

What a terrible attack!

However, it can't be hit, and there is no use, and the expression of the middle-aged Confucian is difficult to see the situation that cannot be added.

How could the other party get away?

How could an ant in the god stage have such strength?

I couldn't figure it out, but I also faintly felt that something was wrong in my heart, this little guy might not be as easy to deal with as I imagined.

But this thought was only fleeting, and then it was replaced by a cold face.

What if you are not an ordinary monk?

The gap between the gods and the mystic is not at all a treasure that can be made up, looking at the Three Realms, the present and the ancient, I have never heard of it, such a gap, there can be a challenge to leapfrog.

Thinking of this, he was relieved.

But he didn't do it right away, but decided to see the situation clearly before making a decision.

At this glance, he was happy in his heart, because he found the mysterious girl.

The other party did not fall, but was wrapped in a layer of spiritual light, suspended in mid-air.

His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a coma, needless to say, because of the severity of his injuries.

With his own supernatural powers, he knows in his heart that in the situation just now, it stands to reason that it is impossible for this woman to escape.

Then there is only one possibility, someone saved her.

And there are no superfluous people here.

The person who rescued her was obviously the mysterious teenager.

Ling Xian!

The thought in his mind turned, and the middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but glance at Ling Xian's ability again, but the more this was the case, the more he couldn't let him go, otherwise one day, this kid would also advance to Tongxuan, and he would not become his own confidant.

Danger must be nipped in the bud.

A hideous murderous aura appeared on his face.

Grasp the brush in front of you.

The movement was swift, and he pointed fiercely in the direction where Ling Xian was.

"Broken!"

At the same time, he drank softly.

As he moved, the entire sky suddenly darkened.

Rumble!

A loud sound reached the ears, and an invisible force tore at each other in the void, and in the direction pointed by the brush, several mountain peaks shattered and collapsed into powder.

With this blow, he has used the laws of heaven and earth.

Although as an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan, all he could access was only the surface of some laws, but when he used it, he still had supreme power.

Ling Xian's eyes shrank suddenly, and it was better to see it than to hear it, because this blow contained the laws of heaven and earth, and he had nowhere to hide.

If you change someone, you might panic, but Ling Xian made a choice in an instant.

With a flick of his robe, the aura was dazzling, and Ling Xian released seven or eight defensive attribute treasures in one breath.

There are shields, rags, and magic weapons in the immortal world, and the shapes are inherently strange.

Where these treasures came from, Ling Xian couldn't remember clearly, but all in all, the protective power was very good, and colorful light curtains changed to envelop Ling Xian.

Hiding in the back, the safety factor naturally increases a lot.

But passive defense was not Ling Xian's character, and the Qianjiao Knife had already swam out of his other cuff.

The whole process was full of rabbits, and the next moment, in front of Ling Xian, there was already a loud buzzing sound, and the light curtains turned by those treasures all burst out with a dazzling gaze.

Completely submerged Ling Xian......

"Whew. ”

The middle-aged Confucian took a breath, and his face showed a hint of cunning and pride.

The blow just now seemed to be easy, but in fact, it was a great coincidence, he tried his best, and the strength was controlled just right, even if he was also an immortal cultivator in the Xuan Period, it was impossible to be unscathed, let alone turn into a god, seven or eight out of ten of the other party had fallen.

Pieces!

Self-inflicted, can't live, whoever makes that kid bold and dares to offend himself, the ancestor of Tongxuan, deserves to die.

The corners of his mouth were full of sneers, and his mind naturally relaxed a lot.

However, at this moment, the space fluctuated, the sword light was bright, and the Qianjiao knife was like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a long time, and suddenly appeared in the distance behind him.

Crack down!

Suddenly, the cold light was so big that people couldn't even open their eyes.

The middle-aged Confucian was shocked.

But the timing of this attack was too good, it was the moment when his mind was most relaxed, and he didn't have time to dodge.

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