Chapter 1105 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud, Dangerous, Very Dangerous
Chapter 1105 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud, Dangerous, Very Dangerous
Lin Xuan didn't go all out. After all, apart from Qin Yan, there were also Jiang's two heroes and Xueming sect suzerain couple. It was Lin Xuan's consistent principle to keep a low profile.
The Bihuan Youhuo just now was enough to attract attention. At this moment, Lin Xuan chose to hide his clumsiness and just sacrificed the Green Fire Sword, but the power was no small matter. It matched Qin Yan's magic weapon very well.
She is as beautiful as jade, in terms of appearance, Lin Xuan is far behind, but he has an air of elegance in every gesture, and the two stand side by side, and they look like a perfect match.
Things have changed over time, and a hundred years have passed, and the two joined forces again to defend against the enemy.
The cultivation base has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, but the enemy is far from comparable to the former head of the fire spirit.
After all, the puppet is in the late stage of Yuanying. Although it is not the enemy of the six people, it is not easy to kill it. Of course, if Lin Xuan goes all out, it will be another matter.
However, as time went by, the situation became more and more favorable to them, and if this continued consumption, they would eventually be able to defeat the enemy.
Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, while manipulating the green fire sword to attack, he kept an eye on the woman beside him.
The blush on Qin Yan's face hadn't faded yet, she seemed to have noticed that Lin Xuan was peeking at her, her eyebrows were raised slightly, her face couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or anger, but there was a hint of joy faintly.
The Fairy in the Cloud never expresses disrespect towards men, but towards Lin Xuan, after all, she is a little different.
Firstly, meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, the two once worshiped in Piaoyun Valley to learn art together.
It's not just camaraderie, but fond memories of the past.
Secondly, Lin Xuan has saved himself twice.
Qin Yan is not an ungrateful woman. Although she was a little angry at Lin Xuan's recklessness just now, but for some reason, she didn't feel ashamed and angry. Maybe she turned her back too
Why do you think this person is special?
Qin Yan was really puzzled, there seemed to be some kind of connection between the two, but in her memory, there was not much intersection between the two, which was really strange.
The fairy in the cloud frowned and thought.
Unable to see the two people's "eyes to and fro", Yue'er pursed her mouth more and more, and finally just lay down and slept soundly, out of sight and out of mind, but... she couldn't fall asleep anyway.
Alas, it would be great if I had a body.
The little girl sighed quietly, and secretly vowed that she would work hard in the next practice.
And the puppet's situation has become more and more critical.
With a flash of blue light, Lin Xuan manipulated the fairy sword to stab down fiercely.
The puppet crossed its hands and placed it above its head.
But there are other immortal cultivators watching tigers by the side. The two heroes of the Jiang family hold each other's left hands in a simple and simple posture. Vigorous spiritual power surges out from the two brothers, while their right hands grow several times larger, and their fists rain like puppets. go.
In terms of power, it is comparable to top ancient treasures.
Zhu Tianyun and his wife were not idle either. After looking at each other, they rushed up to beat the dog in the water.
And the Nine Heavens Ice and Fire Ribbon transformed into a dragon more than ten feet long, it wasn't the art of transformation, inside this treasure, there was a dragon soul in the transformation stage sealed.
Although the puppet was made of rare materials, its body surface was already mottled with scars, but he didn't know what to fear at all, and he was full of inspiration, and he carried six old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, faintly feeling that something was wrong.
Quite strange.
No matter who is behind the scenes, puppets of this level are by no means dead, and will automatically make choices according to the situation of the battle.
Now that the situation is not good, he can escape completely, why should he carry it here?
Puzzled in his heart, Lin Xuan's eyes were also completely moved away from Qin Yan's body. The beauty is delicious, but Lin Xuan will never indulge in beauty. For some reason, he has a bad feeling in his heart.
Lin Xuan released his consciousness...
In terms of strength, he has already surpassed the immortal cultivators in the late Yuanying period.
Faintly, he felt that the spiritual power emanating from the puppet's body became a little violent.
Could it be that……
Lin Xuan didn't have time to think about it, his ape arms stretched lightly, and he had already embraced Qin Yan's slender waist. Then, his spiritual power surged all over his body, and he moved lightly, using the nine-day micro-step.
"Go, this guy, he's going to blow himself up!"
Being hugged by Lin Xuan at once, Qin Yan blushed and was very ashamed at the same time. Although she felt special about this person, she couldn't allow him to be frivolous. Just as she was about to struggle, Lin Xuan's voice of stopping drinking was heard. into the ear.
The movement stopped suddenly, the delicate body became stiff, and the beautiful big eyes were full of confusion... Is what he said true?
Before finishing this thought, Qin Yan realized that she had appeared tens of feet away, and the expression on her face became more exciting, teleportation?
Although it can't be compared with the master's space supernatural power, it seems to be even better than the late monk's land shrinking technique.
Is this Junior Brother Lin really a monk in the mid-Yuanying stage?
And because of the excessive force, Qin Yan was almost hugged tightly by Lin Xuan, her pretty face just pressed against Lin Xuan's chest.
Very solid, very wide.
The corner of her eyes also fell on Lin Xuan's face. To be honest, that face was extremely ordinary. It belonged to the kind that couldn't be found if thrown into the crowd, but matched with his expression, Qin Yan could not I feel very reassuring.
There is a warm, safe feeling...
What's wrong with me?
Qin Yan suddenly came to her senses, but Lin Xuan didn't know that the girl in his arms was thinking a thousand times, her spiritual power was flashing wildly, and Jiu Tian was showing it non-stop.
In the blink of an eye, he withdrew thousands of feet away.
And the old man in green robe showed a stern look on his face, he used his strange escapism to catch up, and he was only one step slower than Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's eyebrows were full of gloom, and his expression became serious.
As for the other Nascent Soul stage old monsters, their expressions were also extremely ugly. Although they didn't know whether what Lin Xuan said was true or not, naturally no one dared to try it, and they fled in all directions like frightened birds.
Seeing that the puppet was lingering, and followed closely, Lin Xuan's face changed wildly. At this moment, he was still in a mood to hide. With a flick of his sleeve, dozens of sword qi flew out.
It rises against the wind, and each line is seven or eight feet long. Although it is not a magic weapon, Lin Xuan's power cannot be ignored under Lin Xuan's full efforts. Lin Xuan's purpose is to stop the enemy.
Dozens of qi swords are full of majesty, like the waves of the sea, rolling wildly like opponents.
But the puppet's combat experience is very rich, as if it has seen through Lin Xuan's intentions, its speed not only did not decrease, but actually increased a little bit, and there was a chi-chi friction sound in the air.
And the spiritual power in its body became more and more violent and chaotic, reaching the critical point before self-explosion.
Damn, it seems impossible to escape!
Lin Xuan was startled and angry, and at the same time very confused. The value of a puppet in the late stage of Nascent Soul can be imagined, and Qin Yan is only a monk in the early stage. damn...