Chapter 1953 No Future Troubles

As he spoke, he wiped his cold sweat secretly, and took a sneak peek at Lin Xuan's face. After all, the opponent's strength was unfathomable, and most likely he could wipe himself out with a wave of his hand.

Facing this kind of high-level immortal cultivator, he dared not be careless and prayed endlessly in his heart. After all, everyone has only one life. In a sense, immortal cultivators are more afraid of death than ordinary people.

"Farewell? When did Lin say that you can leave?"

When Lin Xuan's cold voice came, the golden-clothed monks couldn't help but turn pale and took a deep breath, finally suppressing the thought of running away desperately.

"Senior and junior, I didn't offend you. As the saying goes, God has the virtue of being good at life. Please raise your hand and let us go."

There was a plop in his ears. At this point in the matter, the leader of the golden-clothed monk no longer cared about face, turned around, and paid respects to Lin Xuan.

"That's right, senior, we and the others just met you by chance. No matter what you say or do, you have never offended me..."

The other person also said with a sad face that when things got to this point, even the dwarf who spoke indiscriminately just now was full of fear. trembling.

"God has the virtue of being good at life, but if I let you go, God knows if you will bite me back after you are out of danger."

Lin Xuan said coldly that he is not a bloodthirsty person, but Mr. Dong Guo would never do it. As the saying goes, a man does not hurt a tiger's will, but a tiger hurts one's heart. Lin Xuan has been in the bloody storm for so long. there is.

Although with his strength, there is a high probability that he will not be afraid of the leader of the Laoshizi who is behind them, but it is easy to hide from the open spear, but difficult to guard against the hidden arrow, not to mention that he can kill the danger in the cradle, so why should he leave future troubles? So what, anyway, these few people in front of them are obviously not good things, and destroying them by themselves is just doing justice for the heavens.

Seeing Lin Xuan's silence, the expressions of those people were even more frightened, but they didn't dare to make any changes.

Just a few breaths of effort seems to be much longer than a hundred years of meditation. This waiting is always the most difficult.

Especially in the current situation, where their own life and death are completely in the hands of others, they want to run, but they dare not move, that feeling is hard to describe in words.

The expressions of the five people were full of sincerity and fear, like sinners who had violated the rules of heaven and were waiting for the verdict from the Immortal Emperor.

Lin Xuan's expression did not change at all, and finally, a slow voice came to his ears: "Yes, God has the virtue of good life, but you guys are probably also people full of evil, the so-called punishment of evil is Yang Shan, let Lin deliver you to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

Before the words fell, the expressions of those monks changed suddenly, and there was no trace of blood on their faces, and the last hope in their hearts was also shattered.

Begging for mercy hard, but in the end, the result is still the same. The grief and indignation in their hearts can be imagined.

The eyes are full of hatred, but it is useless if the strength is too weak, but naturally no one wants to sit and wait for death. A few people stretched out their hands, only to see magic formulas flashing in succession, or sacrifice treasures, or stick magic charms that can increase escape speed on their bodies , As for the leading immortal cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, he shouted loudly, with crystal light gushing out from his body, the aura was dazzling, and a Nascent Soul cultivator about an inch tall appeared above his head.

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help showing a bit of surprise in his eyes. This guy is quite a decisive person. He knows the ordinary escapism, but he is just playing with an ax in front of him. up.

But it is naive to think that the name can be escaped in this way!

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and with a flick of his sleeve, several cyan sword lights shot out from his fingertips, mixing with the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, as if in a hurry, he slashed at the opponent.

When several monks saw this scene, they were naturally frightened out of their wits, their hair stood on end, and they sacrificed all kinds of defensive charms and treasures without capital.

In the face of such a high-level cultivator, if you hide your clumsiness, you will be looking for your own death.

Colorful shields and various types of fog appeared in sight one by one.

In all fairness, these monks are not weak at the same level, and they have enough defensive means.

Pity it was in vain!

If the gap is large enough, all the efforts will be in vain.

One power drop ten times, no matter what defensive treasures you have, they all turned into nothingness in front of that terrifying sword light, and were torn apart like paper.

Blood spattered, and the heads of the four were removed without any suspense.

However, the matter did not end here.

In just a few breaths of effort, Nascent Soul has already escaped several miles away. Compared with the ordinary escape light, the teleportation is indeed extremely fast.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked back. However, through his spiritual sense, he already knew that several companions had fallen. The fear in his heart was conceivable. At the same time, he was very grateful. If you give up, whether you can escape safely or not is really another matter.

It's a pity that he was too happy too soon.

The Nascent Soul's teleportation is indeed miraculous, but for Lin Xuan... it is also a pointless struggle.

He didn't even take out the long dagger with space magic power, because there was no need for it at all.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Xuan disappeared from the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the opponent across a distance of thousands of feet.

Nascent Soul teleported back and forth countless times, while Lin Xuan's nine-day micro-step only happened once, the difference between the two cannot be counted.

Yuanying was surprised, his face was ashen-colored, and he exclaimed Yiyi: "Senior, please be merciful, please spare my life."

He begged for mercy, but in his hand, he quickly crushed a spirit bead, green energy flashed, and a small vortex appeared, which seemed to swallow Yuanying.

There was a hint of surprise in Lin Xuan's eyes.

He has also been cultivating the immortal world for nearly a thousand years, and he has never seen such a defensive spell.

It seems that the world is so big that there are no surprises. The ancients said that the methods of cultivating immortals are vast, and anyone is just a drop in the ocean. These words really did not deceive me.

He muttered in his heart, but Lin Xuan's expression was not moved at all. No matter how mysterious the kung fu is, without the support of the realm, it is just a rootless duckweed.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, he didn't see any unnecessary movements, the space fluctuated together, and a big green hand appeared out of thin air, and it regarded the whirlpool as nothing, and grabbed the Nascent Soul.

"Senior, please forgive me."

The other party still wanted to beg for mercy, but the voice stopped abruptly in the middle of the yelling, and a foot-long pure yang real fire emerged from the blue light hand, wrapping it, and the Nascent Soul was reduced to ashes.

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