Tempered Immortal

Yin Qi rolled, sword light rushed to the sky, but Lin Xuan slightly recognized the enemy's cultivation, but his heart was safe. There were more than twenty ghosts, half of whom were cultivated during the foundation period, and the rest were the lowest spiritual demons.

No Ghost King leads the team.

Yet the situation at the Yangtze Gate is already precarious.

Including Gate Master Luo Tianren, there are only three foundational monks of the Gate sect, which is good in the number of other low-ranking disciples, but several times the number of shady spirits.

However, the gap between the realms remains unbridgeable, so that the disciples of the Gate are good at dividing into the art of knockout. A group of several people rely on tacit cooperation to temporarily resist the other party's attack, but this will not last long, I'm afraid.

Looking at the situation clearly, Lin Xuanton did not hesitate. The low-ranking ghosts in the upper twenties of the district were not yet in his eyes.

The figure flashed and appeared from the hiding place, and suddenly a powerful momentum spread.

Both sides suddenly found the outsider, but the expression was completely different. The disciples shouted at the Yangmen, revealing nothing less than a great joy, and the faces of the shadows became a little ugly.

Luo Tianren, as the owner of the door, was also the most powerful of the monks. However, one faced the siege of the powerful ghosts during the three-headed foundation period, but was also clouded. He was killed with sweat and backs. What surprised him more was that from time to time he heard the screams of the disciples of this gate. Is Chao Yangmen really going to overthrow this?

He was wandering and suddenly saw Lin Xuan. He grabbed the life-saving straw as if he had caught it. His spirit was revitalized: “Senior Lin, ask for help. The younger generations will surely pay you back. ”

Lin Xuan revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Could he still greed this little Gate thing, but he also intended to help, and naturally stopped making love.

The robe dashed and a blade of light flew out. The next moment, the powerful ghost, some twenty years away from him, had turned into nothingness.

The spirits were disturbed for a while. Although the ghost that Lin Xuan wiped out was merely mended during the period of spiritual disturbance, Lin Xuan's weight was so slightly lifted, it still shook the spirits.

In the sound of a sharp whistle, a few of the nearest foundation-building period sharp ghosts abandoned their original opponents, all like him jumped over.

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm, opened his mouth, a flame of dandelion sprayed out. After a circle, it turned into a thick red flame snake on his thumb. After a moment, it went into the nearest shadow body. After the red light flashed, the ghost was instantly turned into ash.

Lin Xuan then slapped the beast's soul treasure on the storage bag, and the turquoise jade flute turned into a giant python beast several lengths long, swallowing several other shadows into the blood basin mouth.

The three opponents of the foundation period did not even have the slightest power to fight back.

Even with the courage of the shadows, fear had to be revealed, while the disciples of the Yangmen gazed, and their admiration for Lin Xuan had reached an unspeakable level.

“Do it! ”

Luo Tianren was still the fastest to react, and the cold flashed. He had manipulated his spiritual energy to split one of the idiotic powerful ghosts in front of him in half.

The other disciples also reacted, shouting at the war.

The situation was reversed. With Lin Xuan's participation, the war situation began to fall apart.

After just a few minutes, the ghost was swept away, and Chao Yangmen's face revealed nothing but the joy of the rest of his life after the robbery.

“Thank you for your help.” Luo Tianren flew over, respectfully saluted, his face revealed a tremendous sense of gratitude.

The old man is a bit tricky, but at this moment, the truth is revealed. Without Lin Xuan's help, they may have been overthrown.

“That's it.” Lin Xuan waved his hand. For him, it was only a matter of raising his hand. Besides, the two sides knew each other. Even if they did not use their place, they would not be saved.

Though full of insidious repetition, Lin Xuan is not a cold-blooded ruthless animal.

“What's the matter, how did you get caught in the shadows?” Lin Xuan asked curiously. In his view, the secret stronghold chosen by Chaoyang Gate should be very safe.

Luo Tianren sighed, but the expression on his face was extremely angry: “Let the seniors laugh, the little old man is the owner of the door, but blind eyes, did not find a traitor hidden in the door. ”

“Traitor?” Lin Xuan frowned and stayed in the fallen area for so long. He still knows the situation here.

Since this place has been completely occupied by the shadows, the human condition is worrying, even the practitioners can only hide in the east, and many people are tired of this daring life, so that, just as in the first seven days, traitors began to emerge among the brothers.

Of course, it's not just that you betray the ghosts, they're afraid that some human beings will bear the burden of trying to infiltrate them, and they're asking traitors to hand in their names, betray their peers, or their friends.

This was the case with the Chaoyang Gate, a foundational elder who quietly turned to the Yin Soul and offered the Master Gate as a gift.

If it wasn't for coincidence, Lin Xuan arrived in time, and I'm afraid this little gatekeeper has been removed from the immortal world in Pyongzhou.

After understanding the beginning of the matter, Lin Xuan didn't have much to say, so he said a few words of comfort.

“Seniors come here, but something needs to be done by the young or the despicable?” Na Luo Tianren was smart enough to guess Lin Xuan's intentions.

“Well, I need to exchange some things now. I don't know if there's a fang market around here? ”

“Oh, what a coincidence. Only three days ago, the senior received an invitation from Qingxiangmen Secret Fang City. Only the possession of a letter can enter it. Since the senior is useful, just take it.” Luo Tianren said that as he pulled a token from his arms, about the size of a slap, he looked like a strange bird spreading its wings.

“Qingxiangmen?” Lin Xuan felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment and a half.

Luo Tianren knew how to observe the color of the speech. His face was like Lin Xuan's explanation.

“It seems that the seniors have also heard that Qingxiangmen was originally among the various gates of Pyongzhou, and his strength can only be subordinated to the second class. However, this Yin invasion has not only not been weakened, but has risen considerably. ”

“Oh?” Lin Xuan's face revealed a certain amount of interest.

“This is due to Qingxiang's unique vision. In the early days of the shadow invasion, the Gate Pie was well hidden, preserving its strength. When this area fell, many large and small Gate grey smoke extinguished, many brothers became rootless floating pins, and Qingxiang Gate was on time to send a man who could speak up and convince them to join themselves. ”

“How strong is Qingxiangmen now? ”

“The younger generations are also unclear, but apart from the absence of a former Baby Master, the number of cottage masters is not likely to yield much compared to the three giants.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)