Stroking his forehead, as if it was the golden snake mark engraved on it, the concave and convex sense of substance made Xu Lin feel a sense of truth at the same time, he slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and in the deep eyes with the light of the stars, a strange look flashed,

There was a line drawn out of the corner of the clothes, and the crimson color, like the color of blood, reflected Xu Lin's slightly pale face. Shaking slightly, the thread like a thin snake red rope stood tall, Xu Lin smiled, stroking the cold touch on the thread, this cloud robe has changed.

Ten thousand wisps of red snakes, turned into an instantaneous python, the dragon pan in the body, is a new atmosphere, the cloud pattern flows like the apocalypse given by the blood-red ciphertext, try to raise your hand, ten thousand wisps of red snake instantly raised its head and spit out the letter, Xu Lin liked to squint his eyes, the realm of real people, his own supernatural powers have not yet been understood, this cloud robe has been created by heaven and earth, made into his favorite style, it is indeed a little unexpected.

It is said that at the time of the catastrophe, the magic weapon he brought with him was the most susceptible to the bewitchment and deformation of the hearts of the people, and this treasure obtained from the immortal mansion was really a scene.

Turning his eyes and looking at the light outside the sky, the clouds and mist fluctuated by chance, as if there was an invisible line gently fluctuating in Xu Lin's mind, and a vague figure was already standing in front of Xu Lin, he remembered this person.

Qinghong Zhenren's face was calm and unwavering, and when he saw Kunlun Sect in direct status now, Xu Lin somehow, even when he reached the realm of real people, when facing this person who once made him extremely frightened, to this day, as always, that quiet sense of oppression seems to have never been blown away by the wind.

"The catastrophe of real people, you can do it. "Qinghong's words are neither salty nor light, but when you listen to them, there is always a taste that is not a taste.

Xu Lin stood up and saluted silently, even if he had already achieved a real person, but when it came to his status in the door, Xu Lin was always only a third-generation disciple.

Therefore, this salute became more and more respectful, but the words had already entered his ears, and when he thought about it, Xu Lin recalled some things of the day.

Regardless of anything else, after the whole catastrophe, at the moment when he was about to leave the sky, Xu Lin once looked back and saw that it was the direction of Mochizuki Peak, his master, his senior brother, were all there, especially the unkind eyes of the innocent real people, thinking about it so far, Xu Lin still couldn't help but tremble a little, after all, it was his own master, so he should be afraid.

Thinking of this, Xu Lin suddenly felt that emotions are really complicated, as a person, is it necessary to have what kind of feelings on different occasions?

What a hassle.

Seeing that Xu Lin was silent, Qinghong Zhenren frowned slightly, and inadvertently glanced at the lifelike golden snake mark between Xu Lin's eyebrows, and then looked at the corners and sleeves of his whole body, and said in a complicated heart: "Xuanyu Zhenren ascended to the sky to fight, helpless, you can see clearly, I must be the most touched, but I don't wait for me, but I didn't give you more time to retreat." ”

Unexpectedly, if this is not the case, why did you come to me? Xu Lin couldn't help muttering in his heart, but at the same time, he was a little curious. As the shadow of Kunlun, the black bird camp has existed in name only, from the beginning to the present, it is not so much a placement, but a meaning of casually leaving it alone, and now that Qinghong Zhenren is coming again, there are many more layers that Xu Lin can't figure out.

"Come with me!" Facing Xu Lin, who was always silent, Qinghong Zhenren dropped a sentence lightly, and then turned around and left, the pace seemed to be fast and slow, and the figure was even more erratic like nothing.

Pouted, Xu Lin hurriedly followed, the place where the two of them were was where the rippling blue lake was, but with the ups and downs of Qinghong Zhenren's pace, I don't know if it was an illusion, or if there was a wonderful formation hidden here that was not discovered by Xu Lin, this terrain was getting lower and lower, as if a road had already settled, ready to be under the feet of Qinghong Zhenren.

Xu Lin, who was becoming more and more curious, looked around from time to time, but in his heart he was paying attention to the urgency and direction of each step taken by Qinghong Zhenren, and the wonderful mystery was hidden here, Xu Lin thought so, and after a while, he had already walked into a dark underground palace corridor.

There was no musty or foul smell in the air, and it was full of the smell of earth. On the two walls of the road, there is no trace of it, and Qinghong Zhenren, who has been walking in front, is silent, and the atmosphere is a little dull, but Xu Lin likes it, he would rather the person in front of him be a dumb person, because he really doesn't like this kind of oppression that the superior involuntarily emphasizes.

"It's here!" Qinghong Zhenren, whose voice was a little cold, naturally stopped, his hands behind his back, and his eyes saw the darkness in front of him.

Frowning, Xu Lin stared at it, but he couldn't see anything, with his current real cultivation, he couldn't see through the darkness in front of him, which couldn't help but arouse a trace of suspicion in him, and he couldn't help but look at the Qinghong real person in front of him again, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if it was a sneak attack with a sword, how many layers of chances did he have?

A snap of the fingers, as if igniting the light of the whole room, the instant light of a candle, dark like a ghost candle like the faint light in all directions, a stone wall cave like Mogao Grottoes, just in front of the present, the earthy yellow wall, uneven, one by one holes like a beehive.

Xu Lin looked at the amazing scene in front of him in surprise, and then looked at the holes in the wall, adults who looked like babies were curled up in it, and their faces were painful as if they were tormented by nightmares.

"What is this?" Xu Lin spoke first in the stone room, but was startled by his loud voice.

"Your Crowbird Battalion!" Qinghong Zhenren, who was standing in front, said lightly, and then turned to look at Xu Lin: "It's also Kunlun's shadow." ”

When it came to this, Xu Lin didn't understand it anymore, that was to live in vain, and he didn't pretend to be stupid, but he could accept his new identity with a smile: "Not bad!"

But when these words were heard in the ears of Qinghong Zhenren, they changed their taste, and at the same time that the fierce color in the depths of his eyes flashed, he laughed: "You are very good at positioning your own position." ”

Xu Lin directly ignored this painless and senseless irony, but somehow in his heart, he remembered that the eyes of the pure and void real people looked at him at the end, and he strengthened his mentality at the moment and said: "It's just as you wish." ”

In the dark and unknown color, Qinghong Zhenren moved a trace of murderous intent for the first time, suddenly appeared on his face, and then quickly disappeared: "That's true." ”

Turning to the dense caves on the stone wall, Xu Lin pointed and said, "It's all banned, right?"

Qinghong Zhenren glanced at Xu Lin, and the latter stepped forward with a smile, but couldn't help but be surprised to find that under each hole, there was a line of small stone carvings, which was a very short introduction.

The above clearly lists someone's personality characteristics, as well as the highlights of his ability, the more Xu Lin looks at it, the more he likes it, it turns out that these people are not all disciples of Kunlun itself, most of them are from the rivers and lakes, in other words, those who have no door and no sect, for some reason they were imprisoned here by Kunlun, and since then they have lived a happy life of immortality and ignorance and ignorance.

Down, up and around, Xu Lin's eyes fell on a person's nameplate, which read: "Blood Killing Monk, Step Void Ascending, No Sect, Loose Cultivation! ”

Next, Xu Lin found another person he was interested in: "Eagle Seal Daoist, step up to the level, no sect, loose cultivation! Highlights of the exercises, good at raising monsters, the most handy for covert assassination, and exploration." ”

Later, Xu Lin looked at it for a long time before he found another one, and muttered: "Hate the wolf, the martial artist cultivates, in the middle of the step void, scattered cultivation!

Looking at Lin Lin's various introductions, Xu Lin became more and more satisfied, and kept nodding his head and turning around: "Is it okay as long as I choose?"

Qinghong Zhenren looked at Xu Lin expressionlessly: "It can only be twenty-two people!"

"Alright then, just twenty-two!" Xu Lin turned around again, but then he turned around from behind him, only to see that at some point, beside Qinghong Zhenren, there was one more gray-clothed old man with a cold complexion, full of white hair, which set off the miserable white and colorless face, especially the pair of equally gray eyes, which had no black pupils, staring at Xu Lin directly.

Instead of looking at each other, it seemed to have a feeling of being caught by an evil ghost crawling out of hell, but Xu Lin's face suddenly smiled casually, and then pointed at the gray-clothed old man and said, "What about him?" (To be continued......)