Chapter 1505 Stubborn Hong Ling

Chapter 1505 Stubborn Hong Ling

But facts are facts, even if you don't want to believe it, how can you explain the scene in front of you.

similar in appearance?

Hong Ling shook her head, her judgment was the same as Lin Xuan's.

Appearances can be the same, but it is absolutely impossible for two people to have exactly the same temperament in this world.

What's more, the two had fought back then, and Hong Ling recognized Lin Xuan's mana fluctuations.

Although things have changed over time, Lin Xuan is no longer what it used to be, and even inherited the mantle of Fairy Xuanfeng on Yaoling Island, but his Nine Heavens Mysterious Art has reached the point of great success, and this will not change Yes, so from the fluctuation of mana, it is not difficult for Hong Ling to recognize Lin Xuan.

After the initial suspicion, Hong Ling released her divine sense unwillingly, and scanned Lin Xuan over and over again. There was no mistake, the other party was indeed the legendary Clutch.

The woman's complexion suddenly darkened to the extreme.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

As the saying goes, when an enemy meets, they are extremely jealous. Back then, I offended this kid terribly. Now that the road to enemies is narrow, the other party never retaliates with kindness. Hong Ling doesn't want to fall, what should I do?

During the civil strife in Yuxuanzong back then, she dared to attack Clutch with mere supernatural powers in the middle stage of Yuanying, but that was because she had an uncle of the same level on her side.

But the situation is different now. Although there are more people on my side, their cultivation base is lower than my own, so it is useless at all.

Thoughts were spinning in the minds of both parties, with thousands of thoughts, and for a moment, the scene seemed extremely peaceful.

But this is just an illusion.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building.

The oppressive atmosphere made it impossible to breathe.

A long laugh came to my ears, but it was Lin Xuan who broke the silence first: "Farewell to Yaoling Island, the fairy looks are still there, two hundred years in a hurry, I never thought that we would meet again one day."

Before the words fell, all the monks of the Luo family around showed surprise on their faces.

Especially the few immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage were extremely alert and quietly stretched out their hands like storage bags.

After all, the Great Elder has no blood relationship with them. On the surface, the relationship is harmonious and harmonious, but in the final analysis, they are just outsiders.

The immortal cultivator in front of him is obviously either a friend or an enemy, and the two have known each other for a long time.

Could it be that……

The Great Elder is so deliberate that he is a spy at all.

Hong Ling's face was as white as paper, but at this moment, how could she be in the mood to care about the reaction of the monks of the Luo family, Lin Xuan was the enemy.

Deep down in her heart, she knew that it would be difficult for her to escape today. After all, Nascent Soul Clutch and Reunion, on the surface, there is only one realm difference, but there is a world of difference in strength.

But with Hong Ling's personality, it's not easy to talk about it without restraint, not to mention that whoever says women must be weak, this woman is very strong.

I'd rather have broken jade than crumble it all.

In any case, she would not open her mouth to beg for mercy like Lin Xuan.

"What are you thinking nonsense, this palace has enmity with this person, what is there to say now, let's all work together to fight a bloody road." Hong Ling glanced at the faces of several Luo family elders, and said coldly up.

"But... But the other party is the legendary Clutch." The old man in the yellow shirt swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spoke hoarsely.

"So what, are you begging for mercy? Do you think that as long as we bend our knees, the other party will let us go?" A stern light flashed in Hong Ling's beautiful eyes, and there was no emotion in her tone.

The monks of the Luo family fell into silence, they were not idiots, they understood that what Hong Ling said was the truth, and it was impossible to improve the situation in front of them.

Just let the other party kill and fight, although the hope is slim, there is still a little hope.

After all, the separation and separation period is terrifying, and they have only read it in ancient books, and have not really witnessed it with their own eyes.

Anyway, there is only one enemy, if you fight, you will definitely not be able to fight, but maybe you will have a chance to escape.

With such thoughts in mind, although the monks of the Luo family were still apprehensive, they barely had the determination to fight to the death.

Lin Xuan turned a blind eye, poor and ignorant guy, it seems that they will not cry when they see the coffin.

"All the disciples obey the order and attack together. There are so many of us, can't we kill him?"

The old man in the yellow shirt raised his arms and shouted, on the surface he was full of confidence. Of course, these words were for the purpose of fooling around. If the disciples below were not used as cannon fodder, they would have no chance of escaping.

Although they belong to the same family, the cultivators are all selfish.

Those low-level immortal cultivators were intimidated by Lin Xuan's realm, but the specific realm was not very clear, relying on the large number of people, it was not without courage.

Emmanuel radiated everywhere, and they sacrificed their magic weapons or spiritual weapons one after another.

I saw knives, guns, swords and halberds, eighteen kinds of weapons lined up in the sky, and the momentum seemed extremely scary.

It's a pity that in Lin Xuan's eyes, it's nothing more than worthless.

Lin Xuan didn't make any unnecessary movements, just raised his right hand, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of tens of miles was affected.

The sound of puff puff came to the ears, and thousands of wind blades formed around Lin Xuan.

Then the wind blades were arranged and combined, turning into several seven or eight feet long wind dragons, circling and flying in front of Lin Xuan, which looked shocking.

"This... what kind of secret technique is this?"

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. Those low-level monks are okay, and they can't see the magic of this move. The pupils of several old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage shrunk. The wind dragon is not an ordinary imitation monster. The art of transformation, the mana contained in it is eye-catching.

"kill!"

Somebody made a cry and stabbed Lin Xuan fiercely with his flying sword, and other immortal cultivators also started their hands one after another. For a moment, the flying spiritual weapons and magic weapons covered the entire sky.

"disease!"

Facing the storm-like attack, Lin Xuan just uttered a word, and those huge wind dragons rushed forward immediately.

The sound of bang bang bang came into the ears, and it touched the opponent's treasure in mid-air. The magic weapon was better, but it was just a big loss of spirituality. It was beaten back severely, and the spirit weapons of those monks in the foundation period were no exception. was destroyed.

Fenglong didn't let it go, and continued to pounce on the surrounding immortal cultivators with teeth and claws.

All of a sudden, there were screams one after another, those Luo family disciples had no strength to resist at all, not to mention ordinary cultivators, even a few Nascent Soul old monsters only lasted for a few rounds, and became the dead souls under the claws of Fenglong .

In less than half a cup of tea, hundreds of Luo family monks all fell.

In the sky above the huge Mochou Valley, only a man and a woman remained, Lin Xuan and Fairy Hong Ling.

Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, with an extremely leisurely expression, Hong Ling's face turned pale, but her beautiful eyes were still full of stubbornness.

Although Lin Xuan's supernatural powers were far beyond what she imagined, she still didn't think about begging for mercy.

Be a man with backbone.

The mountain peak was blowing, and the red silk hair was raised. This beautiful and stubborn woman exuded a different kind of charm.

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