Buzzing wings, golden points of light fluttered in mid-air, and a pair of tentacles like long whips vibrated back and forth slightly.

Xu Lin's body unconsciously shrank back again, subconsciously glanced at the black and smelly corpse on the ground, and then looked at the golden light in front of him, just like the devil in hell he saw.

The golden insect king, buzzing back and forth, Xu Lin really wanted to swatt this guy to death like a fly, but only then Guangling Zhenren clearly pinched this play, and then the corpse turtle king insect at this time was still alive.

Xu Lin closed the breath around him, and then turned into a blood mist in the transformation of virtual and real, and while quietly retreating, he let the iron-armored corpse take a step forward and block it tightly in front of him.

To Xu Lin's surprise, this little thing seemed to have a strong interest in this iron-armored corpse, as if a cat had smelled a fishy smell, and instantly turned into a golden streamer, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated into the nostrils of the iron-armored corpse, and it was fleeting.

Xu Lin was dumbfounded, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything for a long time, but suddenly, Xu Lin thought of one more thing, those Gu corpses who were accused by Aunt Wu Gu, aren't they like this?

It's just that this time it's just a male corpse.

"This can't be a mother, right?" Xu Lin muttered, looking at the motionless iron-armored corpse in front of him with some distress, but he didn't dare to take half a step closer.

For a long time, the ironclad corpse did not move at all, as if the corpse turtle king insect just now had not penetrated into his body at all.

Xu Lin tried to control it a little, the iron-armored corpse was the same as before, without the slightest sense of disobedience, according to Xu Lin's request, he jumped into the pit again, and then threw a storage bag and a golden sword weapon at Xu Lin's feet.

A smile quickly crawled to the corner of Xu Lin's mouth, and instead of immediately holding these two things in his hand, he turned around and walked to the corpse of the five-colored scattered person, looking at this body without a braincase, Xu Lin also took a bag from his waist, and then threw it into his six-treasure ring without looking at it.

Looking at the pile of minced meat again, Xu Lin frowned and sighed with a little regret. Having said that, although this witch aunt began to have an urgent desire to kill herself, but when she thought about it, it was really thanks to this old woman's corpse turtle king worm.

It is said that the person who raises witches has a ruthless and tricky personality, and if he puts such a playful in his body, no matter how good a person is, he has to toss out a personality distortion, but fortunately he is already dead, but it is a pity that this old woman's storage bag is a pity, otherwise he may be able to find a way to deal with his iron-armored corpse.

Pulling a few rags from the corpse of the five-colored scattered people, Xu Lin carefully wiped the golden snake sword clean, the blood on it may be poisonous, this is based on the terrifying toxicity of the corpse turtle king insect, the fear generated, with Xu Lin's cautious character, not afraid of just in case, just afraid of 10,000, do more things, it's always good.

After wiping it several times like this, until there was no blood stain on the golden snake sword, Xu Lin was full of joy, and threw the sword into his Six Treasure Ring, and finally Guangling Zhenren's storage bag was also wrapped by Xu Lin several steps, and he also threw it in, and after doing this qiē, he turned his eyes to look at the ball of light in the courtyard.

Twisting a finger, Xu Lin casually struck the blood breath, right in the middle of the light ball that was still making noise, and then bullied forward, grabbed the outer layer of the light ball with one hand, but did not dare to touch it substantially, but wrapped it with blood breath.

Xu Lin could play Ying'er here before, smeared the blood of the dead king worm in his hand, and Guangling Zhenren was in this way, so that he could have a chance to start.

Looking at the ball of light that was still struggling to come out, Xu Lin frowned, and the blood on his hand immediately surged, and the outer aperture of the ball of light was fiercely scratched apart.

What was revealed was a silver-white robe, like a silver thread woven on the appearance, shining with a seven-colored halo, Xu Lin's eyes had become a slitted with joy, but while his heart moved, he still didn't want to think about it, so he threw this shirt into the Six Treasures Ring, and now is not the time to examine it carefully.

This immortal mansion is now full of dangers, and if you don't get out of a big real person, Xu Linke will have to explain it all.

Pursing the corners of his mouth, Xu Lin looked at his iron-armored corpse, his body involuntarily took two steps back, Xu Lin called the iron-armored corpse up from the pit, and then stared at the hideous face of the iron-armored corpse, and frowned again after a long time.

Nothing unusual like that?

Xu Lin touched his chin, thinking to himself, it was a corpse turtle king worm, its poison was so fierce that even the immortal real person was helpless, and couldn't help but think of Guangling real person, this guy was not so much killed by himself, but more appropriately poisoned by the corpse turtle king worm.

Trying to pull out a trace of qi, the iron-armored corpse on the opposite side moved again, and Xu Lin, who was a little bolder, hooked his finger at the iron-armored corpse again, and this guy immediately turned into a black streamer, and in a blink of an eye, it shot into the corpse bag on Xu Lin's waist.

didn't dare to reach out and touch his body bag, Xu Lin's heart could be described as extremely awkward, as if it was like a feeling on his back, which made him very unhappy, but there was no better way to throw this iron-armored corpse here, Xu Lin was still a little reluctant, so he could only do it first.

Xu Lin comforted himself, but when he thought of this harvest, Xu Lin's heart suddenly ignited a flame, and a touch of crimson appeared on his cheeks, who would have thought that?

After laughing a few times, Xu Lin's body had become a gray mist between the transformation of virtual and real, and it was blown away by the wind.

Who would have thought?

Looking at the group of cultivators lying on the ground, the face of the old man in white was full of triumph, except for a few uninteresting immortal real people standing in the distance, on this hall, only the arrogant and domineering old man, there was no longer the solemn sù Mu when he first appeared, and now between the laughter and scolding, it is completely a villain's attitude.

The lid of the furnace didn't know where it flew for a long time, the old man's hand kept stroking the carving on the furnace, and then glanced at it again, not far away with a gloomy face of the red-robed old man, although the appearance is extremely wolf, but this guy should be regarded as the most troublesome in this group.

is also a cultivator of "Blood God Son", why is it that in his own era, compared to the current one, the blood demon of that generation is just a waste, but in the era after him, the guy who carried forward the blood demon is wonderful and impressive.

"But so what?" The old man's gaze swept over a few people not far away, the original blood demon, now reduced to the end of death, but was collected in the sword by a small ghost, as for the one in front of him, he actually has the general soul of the first generation of blood demon, it is really strange.

The old man hesitated his gaze, these things made him think about a little headache, but because of a Zhao Xiaolin, he left himself with a big problem, but who let himself owe him?

Thinking of Kunlun, I thought of Zhao Xiaolin, remembered Zhao Xiaolin, but recited Xu Lin's name, a sword trick "Tian Yuan", a person who seems to be able to continue to pass it on, the old man in white didn't understand why Xiaolin chose such a person, but he did just that.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the bloodstained Taoist again, looking at the red birthmark on his face, I don't know why, on his body, the old man in white only saw the original person.

And in this regard, this old guy can't see it as thoroughly as that little ghost, maybe Xiao Lin didn't choose the wrong one, this is no longer his own era, and in this era, there are people who shouldn't be, such as himself, such as the one from the Demon Sect.

"Back then, back then!" The old man in white sighed inexplicably, which made the hearts of several immortal real people not far away couldn't help but tighten.

Xu Guangyi's face was extremely pale, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, this trip can be said to be nothing to gain, not to mention, in the competition, he was hurt by the old man in front of him, but the most difficult thing for him to accept was that this old man cultivated and turned into a god!

I have seen the demon lord extremely strong, I have seen the Kunlun Palm Sect Qinghong Zhenren who has broken through the cultivation, I have seen the Kunlun heritage that has been hidden, Xuande Ancestor, Xu Guangyi can be extremely sure of the strength of the person in front of him, what about himself?

Xu Guangyi hates!

Hates the Demon Sect, hates the Daomen, and hates those who surpass him, but at this time, what can he do when facing the old man in white?

Without Xu Guangyi's thoughts, although the people in Kunlun were also surprised by the old man's cultivation, but at present, Kunlun's damage can be said to be the smallest, Qingxuan, Qingming and bitterness, there seems to be no loss, even the corners of the clothes are not broken, on the other hand, the rest are very miserable.

But what surprised Qing Xuan Zhenren the most was that the old man seemed to be deliberately protecting himself in this regard, and even his junior sister Qing Ming Zhenren tore his face again, and the old man was as if he was holding a piece of porcelain and handled it gently, such a practice, if he still couldn't see through the meaning, it would be too stupid.

Looking around, a smile gradually began to appear on the old man's face, no longer obscene, no longer mocking, but looking meaningfully into the distance, that one, how did he think of that one again! (To be continued......)