Chapter 3234 Big Misunderstanding

That's all for Lu Ying'er, the other Hong Ling, Shi Xianzi and others are all well-informed immortal cultivators, but the scene in front of them has never been heard of, let alone seen before.

Where is the Supreme Elder going back to the chief helm of his own sect, but encountering such a thing.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is incredible.

Lin Xuan's expression was extremely gloomy, and he was also clouded. With his rich experience in cultivating immortals in the past, this was also the first time he had encountered such a thing.

What happened to Yun Yinzong? Are these guys enemies?

But even if it is an enemy, it would be too outrageous to attack indiscriminately.

Are they not afraid of making mistakes?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in Lin Xuan's mind, and Lin Xuan was shocked and angry, but he was still very measured in his actions.

He didn't act rashly.

At least figure out what happened first.

Lin Xuan didn't want to hurt the innocent by mistake. After all, this is the head of Yunyin Sect, so he must be careful in his actions.

So with a flick of Lin Xuan's sleeve robe, a cloud of green clouds flew out.

After flying out of the light curtain, Qingxia stopped in front of the spirit boat, turned around, and the emerald green light flowed, and a huge fishing net appeared in front of it.

Wrap the entire spirit boat in it.

"Puff puff puff", the impact sound reached the ears again.

An unbelievable scene happened, all magic weapons and spirit weapons, not only failed to break through the defense in front of them, but were wrapped by the fishing net instead.

A series of emerald green silk threads spewed out, entangled all these magic weapons.

The owners of these treasures were naturally frightened and angry, and they were desperately trying to make a trick, but it was useless, no matter how their treasures rushed left and right, they couldn't tear the silk thread, and naturally they couldn't get out of the trap.

As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew whether it was there or not. Hong Ling, Shi Xianzi and the others were delighted to see it, and admired Lin Xuan endlessly.

With a single blow, the danger can be saved, this is not something that anyone can do.

The Patriarch of the Transcendence Tribulation Period really had a well-deserved reputation.

All the treasures were trapped by Lin Xuan's spell, and those immortal cultivators who were hiding aside were helpless and could only look at each other in blank dismay.

The whole process is complicated, but in fact it only takes a moment. Seeing that the crisis has been resolved, Lin Xuan released his consciousness.

Suddenly a huge power of divine sense swept across the undulating mountains, not to mention the hidden cultivators, even the flying flowers and fallen leaves, and the crawling of ants could never be hidden from his eyes and ears.

However, the expression on Lin Xuan's face became a little weird.

There was even a bit of embarrassment.

Originally, he thought that something had happened to the Yunyin Sect, but although he didn't recognize the immortal cultivators hiding at the side, they were obviously disciples of this sect in their attire.

"this……"

Lin Xuan was astonished, but anger welled up in his heart. After all, no matter what the reason was, his dignified patriarch, Yun Yinzong Taishang Elder, would be at the helm of his sect and be attacked by his disciples. Once this matter gets out, it will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Although Lin Xuan is not someone who cares about fame, when he thinks of this possibility, his complexion is naturally not very good-looking.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated.

There was a flash of inspiration all over his body, and he had come to the front of the spirit boat, and after taking a deep breath, a palpitating huge spiritual pressure was released from him.

boom!

There was a loud cracking sound, and the entire void seemed to become a small lake wrinkled by the wind, with ripples rippling out in circles.

Reiatsu alone can reach such a level, it can be said to be shocking.

However, Lin Xuan's anger turned to anger, but his strikes were extremely measured. Although the power of this spiritual pressure was terrifying, it did not contain any attack effect.

However, the immortal cultivators shrouded by it, one or two, will not feel better.

At this time, the nearby mountains were surrounded by layers of restrictions, and behind the restrictions, there were more than a thousand immortal cultivators hidden.

These monks have different realms, but the lowest one is at the alchemy stage, and the two leading ones are high-level immortal cultivators of Dongxuan level.

One is an old man with a fairy demeanor, and the other is an ugly black-faced man.

The magic weapon was trapped by Lin Xuan's spell, and these two people were no exception, and they were muttering together in horror at this moment.

"Brother Yun, what is the origin of this person? As soon as he makes a move, he will collect the treasures of you, me, and thousands of disciples. Even if the two elders in the sect make a move, they will never have such power." The ugly-looking monk had a look of shock on his face, and he opened his mouth in disbelief.

"You ask me, how would I know?" The old man with a fairy air said angrily, and there was also a bit of fear in his eyes.

"Although the Nailong Realm has a vast area and a large number of sect families, the Jianhu Palace is a behemoth ranked in the top five, and there are so many masters. It is not surprising that there are old monsters we don't know in the sect." After a little thought, The old man spoke like this again.

"Brother Yun is right, but what should we do now?"

The black-faced man said in agreement, but Lin Xuan had already made a move before he finished speaking.

A spiritual pressure that was too huge to describe in words fell from the sky.

There was no sign in advance, and without warning, the two of them couldn't stand and fell on their backs. At the same time, the sound of thumping thumping was endless, and the situation of more than a thousand immortal cultivators was similar.

The two were shocked.

They are already the two of the highest realm among this group of monks, and they are so embarrassed, wouldn't the others be seriously injured!

However, when their eyes swept over, the two were both surprised and happy.

Although the others fell in a panic, no one was injured, let alone fell.

How is this possible?

Both of them had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Could it be that the other party's manipulation of the power of divine thoughts has reached the point where it can be sent and received freely? The monks with higher realms feel more pressure, while the disciples with lower realms feel less pressure. Regardless of their cultivation level, the final result will be different it's the same.

If this is the case, this person's divine sense is too terrifying.

The gap between myself and the other party is like ants. If the other party really intends to wipe out people like myself, I am afraid it will be nothing more than a little effort.

But why would he show mercy?

The two were puzzled.

Beside him, a black and thin man in his thirties frowned, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Nephew Liao, what are you thinking?"

The fairy-like old man noticed the strange expression of the black and thin man, and asked naturally.

"Nephew feels that this person seems to have a kind face, as if he has seen it somewhere before." The black and thin man raised his head and said slowly.

"What, have you seen this old monster?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around was shocked, and their eyes all fell on the black and thin man.

"By the way, I have seen the portrait of this person in the ancestral hall of the ancestors. Unfortunately, this senior is another Supreme Elder of this sect."