Chapter 1845 Holy City Messenger

One force down ten will!

In the face of absolute power, illusions are nothing more than a joke, not to mention the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye, who has already seen through the witch's whereabouts, so there is naturally no suspense about what will happen next.

The screams came to her ears. This woman never expected such a result. She was hit on the head by the sword energy. After that, her whole body was engulfed by a piece of silver, and even Nascent Soul had no time to escape...

Wow...

The surrounding scenery shattered like a mirror, and then the blue came into view, and the surrounding area was still surrounded by the boundless sea.

The pink shark has already fallen, only the storage bag remains in the air, it is shameful to waste it, Lin Xuan grabbed it.

During the whole process, Yuan Ying was stunned. He was an immortal cultivator in the late stage of separation and reunion. He met the famous pink shark demon, but his body fell in a few rounds, and this kid in front of him was so relaxed and comfortable. Cleaned up the enemy.

He looked at Lin Xuan with an expression of awe. After all, the world of cultivating immortals respects the strong.

"Friends of Taoism do it for themselves."

Lin Xuan saw that Yuanying was a little weak, so he typed out a formula at random, and the cyan aura flashed for a while, and the spirit of Yuanying immediately improved a lot.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your help."

Yuanying was overjoyed, but Lin Xuan had turned into a startled rainbow and flew away into the distance, and in the distance, there was a faint light of fire getting closer and closer. It seemed that the Hai Clan had also discovered what was wrong here.

Yuan Ying turned pale with fright, and managed to escape from death. He naturally cherishes life very much. It would be foolish to take risks with his own body. He quickly grasped his little hand, and typed out several formulas one after another. not see.

Then it appeared tens of feet away!

It was the teleportation, and Yuan Ying spared no effort to use his magic power to cast it one after another, and soon disappeared into the sky.

...

On the other side, Lin Xuan's speed is even more astonishing. At this time, there is no need to hide his strength, and he must leave the place of right and wrong quickly.

And with his strength, once the escape speed is fully opened, even if the opponent wants to chase, it will be in vain.

Unlike when it took several days to come, Lin Xuan hurried on the road with all his strength. In just half a day, Yuangui Island came into view.

However, the atmosphere seemed to be a little off.

Lin Xuan felt a "thump" in his heart. This place is not too far away from the forces of the Hai Clan. Could it be that...

Lin Xuan's complexion suddenly darkened, and the light faded away.

His expression is ugly. After all, the two disciples are located here. If something goes wrong, he is the master...

Lin Xuan's heart seemed to hang in his throat, but soon, his expression calmed down again, he closed his eyes, and released his consciousness.

After a while, Lin Xuan raised his head, obviously heaving a sigh of relief, but his expression was extremely strange: "I didn't expect it to be those guys from the Holy City instead of the Sea Clan. Their movements are really fast enough."

After a little hesitation, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand to pat, and stuck an invisibility talisman on his chest, and then found that his figure became fainter and fainter, and finally turned into a wisp of green smoke.

However, this is not over yet, Lin Xuan continued to use the method of restraining Qi, and soon even his heartbeat became faintly visible. Experts dare not say that immortal cultivators below the separation and reunion believe that even if they sneak up to three feet in front of them, The other party will never find out.

Then Lin Xuan floated towards Yuangui Island like a ghost.

I saw that the Baicaomen was facing a formidable enemy, the prohibition formation on the island was fully activated, and a team of about ten monks was floating above the island.

The leader was an old man in a soap robe, with a somewhat fairy air, but his face was gloomy, as if someone owed him a lot of money.

As for the other immortal cultivators, they were all dressed in uniform black, and their cultivation levels varied, but most of them were at the alchemy stage.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean, you dare to use formations to block the envoys of the holy city, do you want to rebel?" the old man in the soap robe said coldly.

"Senior misunderstood, how dare our sect disrespect the holy city, it's just that the great elder of our sect is out on business, and now the conflict with the Hai clan is on the verge of breaking out again, just in case, the great elder ordered us to open the formation." Shangguan Mu Yuying was blessed, with an anxious look on her face, but said very respectfully.

"So that's how it is." After hearing the other party's explanation, the soap-robed old man's expression eased: "Now the situation is critical, it is understandable for you to be more cautious, but the old man has already said that we are envoys from the Holy City, what, do you think Is the old man lying..."

"How dare this junior have such an idea, it's just..." Although Shangguan Mu Yu explained carefully, she had no intention of opening the formation at all.

Regardless of whether the other party is the messenger of the holy city or not, the result is the same.

If it was the Sea Clan, at this critical moment, luring wolves into the house is almost like courting death.

But is the Messenger of the Holy City all right?

As the saying goes, if you have never eaten pork, you have always seen pigs running. Although Baicaomen is weak, it has a long history. The ancient books in the gate have recorded some experiences of the war between the three clans.

Once the war starts, the Holy City will issue a summoning order to summon all human forces to jointly fight against the enemy.

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with it, but in fact it is not the case. Small forces like casual cultivators and them will be recruited in large numbers. However, due to their poor strength and low level, they will not be entrusted with important tasks at all. But as cannon fodder.

A narrow escape is considered a good ending, and most people don't end well. After their souls are scattered, they can't even reincarnate and rebuild.

The world of cultivating immortals is so cruel!

Strong immortal cultivators have a much higher chance of surviving the battle than low-level cultivators.

Shangguan Muyu knew this truth for a long time. Although he was dissatisfied, Baicaomen had already been ruined. Naturally, they had no strength to resist. Originally, they only had to accept their fate, but there was a change when Lin Xuan arrived.

The other party once said that they would take them away from the place of right and wrong. In other words, the sect might survive the catastrophe.

In the past few days, they have already made all preparations, and they can leave from Yuangui Island just after Lin Xuan arrives.

However, people are not as good as heaven, and Lin Xuan is nowhere to be seen, but the envoy of the Holy City came here.

How could Shangguan Muyu let them in.

But the other party is obviously unwilling to leave here easily, and there are still immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage, what should they do?

Seeing Shangguan Mu Yu dawdling, the soap-robed old man's face darkened: "I've already spent so much time talking with you, why don't you quickly open the formation."

"this……"

Seeing that Shangguan Mu Yu was still hesitating, the patience of the soap-robed old man was finally exhausted: "You maidservant, let me say this one last time, I will count to ten..."

"So what if you count to ten, do you dare to force yourself?"

The cold voice came to the ear, and then the blue rainbow flashed, and Lin Xuan withdrew the invisibility talisman and appeared.

The old man turned pale with fright, and the rest of the monks in the holy city were also shocked. They never dreamed that someone would be coveting by their side, and they were only a few feet away from them.

It's incredible that they didn't find anything.

But the cultivators of Baicaomen were all overjoyed. With a flash of surprise, the two girls had already flown out.

"Yan'er."

Shangguan Muyu was stunned for a moment, but then his expression relaxed again. Now that Senior Lin has returned, the crisis will naturally be resolved. With his magical powers, of course he will not let his precious daughter be harmed.

The formation was opened, and Shangguan Muyu flew out with the monks from Baicaomen.

But Lin Xuan did not greet them, his attention was still focused on the cultivators in the Holy City, his aura was released little by little, his cultivation during the separation and reunion period was undoubtedly revealed, and the spiritual pressure alone made the old man in the soap robe pale. .

"I don't know what senior's name is, but I'm Guo Feng, the deacon of the holy city, and I'm here to salute senior." The old man hurriedly bowed and bowed, his face was full of panic, and he didn't have the half arrogance just now, bullying the weak Evil, for a cultivator, this is perfectly normal.

Intentionally or not, he pointed out his identity as the deacon of the holy city, not to mention the separation and reunion, even the old monsters of the Dongxuan period, generally speaking, would not be enemies of the holy city.

"Fellow Daoist, can't you guess my identity? Why bother to ask knowingly, what is the purpose of your coming here?" Lin Xuan said coldly, if other cultivators would have some scruples about the Holy City However, he doesn't itch when there are too many lice, and doesn't worry about having too many debts. Anyway, he has offended even the elders of the Holy City's Dongxuan stage, and he still cares about such a mere Yuanying stage immortal cultivator.

"I..." Under Lin Xuan's gaze, the old man felt cold sweat on his back, but he didn't dare not to speak, and even his voice became uneasy: "Excuse me, senior, you also know that the dispute between us and the Sea Clan , has reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out, the junior came here without any malice, just following orders, summoning the noble family to gather on Shuangfeng Island."

"Go to Shuangfeng Island to gather?"

Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface, but he began to sneer in his heart. He is no longer a cultivator who has just arrived in the spirit world. He is already familiar with this world, so he naturally understands what will happen if the Baicaomen are involved in this kind of war between the two clans awful.

"Hehe, this junior is just sending an order. It's up to the senior to decide whether to go or not. If there is nothing else, the junior will leave."

When things got to this point, the soap-robed old man naturally wouldn't think about anything else. How to get out is the priority. If the mission fails, he will be punished, but if he stays here, his life will be in danger.

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Xuan's face and was relieved to see that the other party did not show any particular anger.

However, at the next moment, Lin Xuan's words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave: "Since you're here, stay here. Whoever tells you to meet Lin, you'll be sorry!"

Before the words fell, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve robe, and dozens of sword glows fished out from the sleeves. Lin Xuan didn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. If he was alone, it would be fine to let these guys go, after all Hateful, hateful, always follow orders, but now it is different, Baicaomen want to transfer the whole, the goal is too big, let them go back, it is very likely that accidents will arise.

PS: I'm really sorry, these two chapters are late today, there is a small problem at home, but it has been resolved, I will work hard next month, today is Monday, fellow Taoists recommend tickets to support!