Tempered Immortal

Fish dragons are mixed, and a few days ago, these people had some cover, but now, one by one, they can't hold their breath.

As for the Nings, of course, they will not be defenceless. All bans are open. Hundreds of patrol disciples can also be seen on the outskirts of Leyin Mountain.

Like a great enemy!

When Lin Xuan came to the neighborhood, he saw a scene like this.

Yet he shook his head after releasing his senses and scanning them slightly.

These disciples of the Ning family were too unspeakable. They saw that the building would lean, that the outside enemy would suppress the land, and that they would not be happy to fight. They really didn't see the coffin without tears.

Lin Xuan would have such an understanding. Naturally, he was not aimless, because he found that the Ning family of patrolling monks, although large in number, had few masters, and did not even have a period of condensation.

Obviously, the deacons, all of their energy is in the hands of their owners, and they send these shrimp crabs out, and even with a restraining aid, do they think they can stop the enemy?

I don't know!

It is also sooner or later that the Fairies of the Hall of Fame, so greedy for power, fall.

Of course, Lin Xuan doesn't care. His purpose today is simply to make the Nings their own claw teeth.

At this moment, the human head builds up, and his face is ordinary. Naturally, no one will pay attention to it. Lin Xuan turns into a bright light and flies in the direction of Leyin Mountain.

Now that he has broken through once, this patron battle, though extraordinary, is also a fiction for him. Lin Xuan smoothly entered the main altar.

Inside, the guard is tight. After all, Ning's parents are not idiots, but the other disciples are still on patrol. As for the three biggest pulses of power, they meet in the White Tiger Hall.

This is the Ning family temple, dedicated to the ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral ancestral, but also a place within the family to hold major ceremonies.

The atmosphere should be solemn in electing future owners, but today's monastery is similar to the vegetable market.

Thousands of square meters in the courtyard, with hundreds of monks in the shadow, but no crowding at all.

Here is the entire elite of the Ning family. There are nearly 100 master of the gelden period alone. None of the remaining, not the best of the second-generation disciples, is not weak to cultivate.

There is a large tree in the yard, fearing that thousands of years old, branches and leaves will flourish. It takes five or six people to surround the tree rod alone. Lin Xuan hid in the gap between the branches and leaves. With his method of repair and convergence, it is naturally impossible for anyone to discover it.

Then set your eyes and see the image below.

Only these hundreds of brothers are clearly distinguished, wearing similar clothes, but divided into three different colors, red, yellow and blue, obviously belonging to different factions.

Lin Xuan unleashed his consciousness, and suddenly hundreds of people repaired into shallow, speech and behavior, all equally fell into his mind.

Two of them were repaired to the highest level: an elderly man in a yellow shirt and a beautiful woman in a lingering red coat.

The old man was in his early fifties, spirited, with a goat moustache, and had a remarkable temperament between his hopes.

As for the beautiful woman, she was a little younger and full-bodied, and although the years had left some marks on her, she was still a wonderful young woman.

The repairs of both men reached the late stage of the condensation.

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly squint. From this, it is not difficult to determine the identities of the two persons.

The owner of the second and third rooms is also a popular heir to the position of head of household.

Lin Xuan was not busy with his hands. Now it is not the best time. Before coming here, he had rescued Ning Wanshan, and the latter was busy gathering his own people and watching them become better.

You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Sooner or later, the Nings will be in their own bags.

Lin Xuan waited peacefully.

“Third Sister, are you really going to fight for your brother? Now that the enemy is under control, my Ning family is already in a storm, will you please take care of the big picture?” The old man with the goatee's yellow shirt said slowly with a picked brow.

“Second Brother, your words are a bit funny. The owner of the house has virtuous people to live in. There is no reason to give in. Second Brother will care about the whole situation. Then why don't you step back and give me the position of elder.” The beautiful woman in red made the haircut, and the clouds blocked each other's words.

“You...” Mr. Ning Er was furious, his chest fluctuated and stared hard at the beautiful woman in red: “Sister, don't forget, when you condensed Jindan, you fired. If you hadn't tried so hard to get the soul liquid for your brother to swallow, would you still have the glory today? ”

“Hmm, today is the day to choose the homeowner, what's the point of mentioning the old days?” The beautiful woman in red said, “Besides, if you want to go through the old accounts, I ask you, more than a hundred years ago, Taiyin Mountain War, you were besieged by Kunsha Wughu. If it weren't for the help of my younger sister, would you have lost your soul already? ”

“This…” Mr. Ning Er was mute, his face appeared dark, and he appeared to have a hidden ghost face, but quickly disappeared.

“Why, Brother wants to do it, that's fine, we'll see the real chapter under our hands.” The beautiful lady in red doesn't give in at all.

“Humph, my sisters are really happy, let me teach you the power of the ghost Jade Xuan Gong, but there is one thing we have to talk about first.” Mr. Ning took a step forward and sounded a dull opening.

“Brother commands.” Somehow, apart from the problem of the homeowner, the beautiful woman in red refused to let go, and at other times she had some respectful thoughts about Mr. Nanning.

“Now I Ning family dragon no leader, the situation outside must be in my heart, this competition, whoever wins or loses, the winner is the head of the family, other people can no longer say anything, otherwise together, you and I are two rooms and three rooms equally strong, so the building is overturned, the evil of doors is in front of us. ”

Lin Xuan heard this place and nodded. This person is not a reckless person, but the idea of power is too strong, otherwise it can be repaired further.

“What Brother said is that the younger sister will do the painful, quick foolish thing of the enemy. If you can win my ghost Jade Xuan Kung, why not give up the position of the owner?” The beautiful woman in red smiled.

Words are gentle, yet the meaning between the lines is necessary for the elders.

Lin Xuan heard the eyes squint here, isn't this woman a regular late Brother of Gedan... hmm, kind of interesting.

Each of them took a venomous oath against his own demon, and then turned into two different colors of light, which lasted over the sky. After all, this is a clan temple, and there are a large number of low-ranking disciples. If you do this here, it will inevitably affect innocence, but it is also disrespectful to the ancestral ancestors.

Even though the immortals are ungrateful, few of them dare deceive their ancestors into destroying their ancestors. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)