The gray sky, the endless darkness, no warmth, no breath of life, in the cold and cold tones, Xu Lin was content.

There are occasional red blood flowers on the ground, blooming in silence, but they are fleeting, they are traces of the passage of life, only an instant annihilation.

The cultivators began to learn rats, rats that specialized in the dark, quietly and silently, constantly moving their positions.

And for these creatures in the dark, this is indeed a harvest season, and cultivators who have not obtained what they want can rob and kill, because it is in the dark, because this place has been surrounded by darkness.

There are no famous and decent cultivators who stand up to defend the ridiculous so-called justice, this is the Immortal Mansion, the weak eat the strong, the cultivator's coat no longer has any label of power, killing people has become dignified, a very orderly world, Xu Lin likes this kind of order.

Raising his eyes and looking at the two figures in front of him, the dignified sect, the two great real people of Kunlun, majestic and unscrupulous, they are not rats, so Xu Lin who followed them is not a mouse.

They can ignore a qiē because they represent Kunlun, and even more so because of their strong strength.

The old man in white who said "the sword comes" has already left, so Kunlun is still Kunlun, whether it is the world outside the Xianfu or the cruel fighting within the Xianfu, they will always stand at the top of the food chain, Xu Lin also likes this kind of fox and fake tiger power, at least for now.

Majestic!

Xu Lin squinted at the two big real people in front of him, and remembered the bottle of white jade milk, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and at this time, Qingming Zhenren happened to turn his head and look at Xu Lin, and the corners of Xu Lin's mouth froze.

But you have to hold on, what women are best at is to see the stitches, especially women who are very suspicious, can find the secrets hidden in the bottom of their hearts from the clues, so Xu Lin is still smiling.

"What are you happy about?" Qing Ming's heart was somehow a little angry, especially after seeing Xu Lin's seemingly smiling appearance.

"Uncle Shi, do you think they look like those bedbugs hiding under the rocks?"

Xu Lin's words made Qing Xuan Zhenren also turn around, and couldn't help but glance at the Qiqi under his feet, looking at those busy figures who knew all about Suosuo, what sounded in his ears was a miserable scream from time to time, Qing Xuan Zhenren frowned, but he didn't speak.

Qing Ming snorted angrily, turned his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said nothing more in silence.

Qing Xuan Zhenren looked at the palace pavilion in the distance, and sighed softly for no reason: "It seems that Kuli and Blood Demon should have gone out." ”

"How can you get out?" Qing Ming Zhenren raised his head, and there was a deep melancholy in the depths of his eyes.

"Since the old man in white can get out, why can't they get out?" After Qing Xuan Zhenren finished saying this, Qing Ming Zhenren lowered his head and was silent again, and only after a long time did he hear Qing Xuan continue: "You and I should be able to sense the sky-breaking sword of the old man in white at that time, presumably this immortal mansion is no longer as indestructible as imagined." ”

"It's better to go out," Kiyo Majin muttered.

Xu Lin really didn't understand women, he still remembered, how this Qingming treated the bitter, that cold face, can freeze people to death, but now he is worried that he can't help himself, it's really contradictory.

"Find a place!

Saying that, Qing Xuan Zhenren slowly flew towards a courtyard pavilion, Qing Ming Zhenren just followed silently, only Xu Lin glanced into the distance with some reluctance, that pool of white jade milk!

Outside the Xiuzhen realm, on a vast plain, Xuzhou City stands tall here, the iron armor of the city wall is bright, and the light and shadow of the sword are even more faintly flickering under the scorching sun.

Above the clouds, the immortal characters of the pure and real people are like immortals, and under the dusty demeanor, there is a cold frost that does not provoke dust, and beside him is a tall and mighty man, with a strange green light faintly shining around him.

Behind the two men, two groups of silent monks, like soldiers under the sky, calmly and solemnly gazed at the vast plain.

On the extremely quiet plain, looking into the distance, the heaven and the earth seem to be connected into a line, only the breeze gently blows the green dwarf grass on both sides, and there are no birds and beasts, nor the merchants and passers-by who have been coming and going endlessly.

Some are just winds, blowing gently, sighing-like sounds, slowly moving into the distance, dissipating between heaven and earth without a trace.

A horse neighed, came suddenly, a big flag, appeared in people's awe-inspiring hearts, erected from the end of heaven and earth, is a horse high and fierce cavalry, holding high the black flag in his hand, on the iron pen outlined a "gold" word, people look shocked.

"It's coming!" In the eyes of the pure void real man, two cold lights like swords suddenly erupted, staring coldly at the team that suddenly emerged behind the banner.

With a sneer, the mighty man stroked the spiky beard on his chin, and looked at the tidal iron stream with disdain: "I can't imagine that my demon clan will join forces with your main gate today to fight against the demon gate together, which is really ironic." ”

Qingxu Zhenren didn't turn his head to look at the big man, but just looked at the neighing horse roaring in the distance, and said lightly: "Because there is a demon master!"

Yes, there is a demon lord! The big man narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, is just a simple title, but it is better than a thousand words of explanation, just because he is the demon lord, that's all!

Xianfu!

Xu Lin sat bored on a stone pier in the pavilion, feeling the aura emanating from those cultivators who were far away from here, and then reminiscing about this rare moment of tranquility.

The pavilion is very dilapidated, at least there is no complete seat, and even above the head, it is like a broken umbrella revealing a big hole, and the surrounding courtyard layout can vaguely see the delicacy of the past here, but at this moment, it is a barren place, and it is not an exaggeration to compare it to a mass grave.

The stone altar collapsed, the barren grass was piled up, it was difficult to see a little purple and red, and occasionally a few small flowers, dotted in between, but it made this place even more messy.

However, Xu Lin didn't care, and Qingxuan Zhenren didn't care, in that thoughtful expression, it was indeed calm, as if he was thinking about what to eat tonight, but it was Qingming Zhenren, like a sharp sword, standing straight at the edge of the pavilion, his eyes hanging into the distance, like a Wangfu stone.

Xu Lin looked at Hatche until he remembered something, and then he summoned a sign from the Six Treasures Ring, but it was the Mansion Waist Card with twelve fireworks.

There was a small flame burning faintly on it, dying, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Qing Xuan Zhenren's gaze was in Xu Lin's eyes, so he smiled slightly: "This play Ying'er has always been in the hands of the disciple, it may be that Uncle Kuli is idle and troublesome." ”

Qing Ming Zhenren turned her gaze for a while, and then continued to be her husband stone, only Qing Xuan Zhenren nodded, but there was a trace of pity in his heart for no reason.

He can still remember the appearance of Xu Lin when he first saw him, panicked, flustered, and extremely self-defensive.

But Xu Lin is now a disciple of Kunlun, and it was Qingxuan Zhenren himself who led him to Kunlun, but time has passed, so many years have passed, and the young man in front of him, although his face is calm at the moment, but under that indifferent appearance, what kind of unstable heart is hidden?

Was Kunlun giving him this uneasiness, or was it himself?

He is still him, and he is still the boy who was by the lake, guarding against himself and fearing Kunlun.

Over the years, Qingxuan Zhenren was initially quite unconcerned about Xu Lin's rumors, but today, Qingxuan Zhenren felt a little self-blaming.

So Qingxuan Zhenren looked at Xu Lin again, there was no longer the sternness of the elders in his eyes, and there was no doubt from before, but there was a little more peace and concern.

However, before Qing Xuan Zhenren wanted to say something to Xu Lin, the faint flame on the Fu Yin waist card in Xu Lin's hand suddenly went out in an instant.

Although this was expected to happen, but then, there was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, and even Qing Xuan Zhenren and Qing Ming Zhenren also changed their faces slightly, and they immediately got up and pounced on Xu Lin's Qing Xuan Zhenren, but they were still one step too late.

In the blur, Xu Lin's face was dazed and ignorant, like a fool opened his mouth wide, although he immediately realized something, but a white light, immediately from Xu Lin's hand on the waist card, suddenly rushed out, actually in an instant, Xu Lin's whole person was wrapped inside, and then in a flash, it was unbelievably fast.

Qing Xuan Zhenren frowned, the whirlwind around his body was drumming, and when the method of moving the four elephants was used in an instant, regardless of the white light shrouded in his body, he forcibly teleported in front of Qing Ming Zhenren, and then grabbed his hand and said, "Don't let go!"

When he first entered the Immortal Mansion, Xu Lin was at ease, the feeling of an immortal like a cloud, at this moment, how could there be a little resemblance, he was like a remnant leaf in the wind, falling everywhere in the hurricane, and he couldn't collide everywhere at all.

Until the gray color is no longer there, the white light is still the same, but it is a more violent white light, there is no warm feeling, in the violent shock, Xu Lin felt that every bone in his body seemed to be about to shatter, filling every nerve of his body one after another.

But what can it be? The Dao power and vitality in his body are completely out of his control, and this completely involuntary behavior makes Xu Lin deeply aware of how small he is.

So he was very angry, he wanted to draw his sword and slash angrily, but before his hand touched the golden snake sword on his waist, a dazzling seven-colored light, just like the sword intent lotus of Qingming Zhenren, actually penetrated his whole body in Sumeru, at that moment, Xu Lin was very desperate, at that moment, Xu Lin was even more frightened, is this the end? (To be continued......)