Chapter 997 Twelve Cloud States, a Suspicious Opponent

Chapter 997 Twelve Cloud States, a Suspicious Opponent

After Master Tong Yu left Haoshi City, he flew thousands of miles in one breath, and then his speed slowed down, and then his whole body crackled and burst, and a wisp of black air appeared on his face.

His stature suddenly became several inches shorter, the black energy dissipated, and his facial features became quite different, from an elder with a childlike face and white hair to a strong man in his forties.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even if those old monsters in the city found something wrong, it was too late now. This time, the scapegoat can not only frame Tong Yu, but also may become an opportunity for the development of our sect...

As soon as he thought of this, a certain spirit beast bag at his waist made a strange humming sound, the old monster's face darkened, and his figure suddenly became a little stiff.

He slowly turned his head and stared at an empty place: "Which guy dares to follow this old man sneakily?"

"That's right, that's right. A mere cultivator in the early stage can actually find Lin's whereabouts. What kind of spirit beast is on your waist really makes me a little interested."

The sound of a chuckle entered the ears, and then the air shook like ripples, and a figure gradually became clear about a hundred feet away.

Supporting his jaw with his hands, his face is full of confidence.

"It's you?" The mysterious old monster couldn't help shrinking his pupils.

"Oh, Your Excellency actually recognizes me?" There was a vague smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.

"That's right. I met fellow Taoist once in the shop in Nafang City. I didn't expect you to be a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage." The old monster's face was full of fear: "You hide your cultivation and follow me , what exactly do you want to do?"

He faintly felt that something was wrong. The framing this time was flawless, and it was a conspiracy to kill birds with one stone. It was not just to frame the Lingyaoshan family. After all, with his identity, Master Tong Yu was just a small character. , but it happened to be a suitable identity, so he was used as a scapegoat.

Everything went well, and for this reason, he also discarded a chess piece that was buried in Huangshi City ten years ago. Although Zhou Jian made great achievements in this operation, in order to avoid being caught by the clues, he has urged to bury it here. The restriction in the human body caused him to explode and die.

The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooking. Although doing so is a bit immoral, compared with the benefits that the sect may obtain, sacrificing a small monk at the alchemy stage is nothing more than a worthless thing.

He has carefully considered all the links, and logically nothing would go wrong. However, as the saying goes, it is up to man to plan and God to make things happen. But at this juncture, such a mysterious guy came out.

"Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. As long as you don't interfere, the old man can give you some benefits." The big man rolled his eyes, and the ferocity on his face subsided, but turned into a temptation.

"Benefits, hehe...it's not rare for me."

"Your Excellency must stand up for Lingyao Mountain. Could it be that you know that old man Tong Yu?" The big man was furious, and his hand was already on the storage bag at his waist.

Lin Xuan smiled and said nothing. Although in his eyes, defeating a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul was not difficult at all, his cautious character still would not reveal his identity at all.

The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and the hidden secret technique I just had was seen through by an unknown spirit beast from the other party. God knows if the other party has any special magical powers. Impossible.

Although Lin Xuan didn't know what conspiracy this guy had, he was obviously not a lonesome cultivator.

All in all, Lin Xuan is really impeccable in doing things.

That guy suddenly felt a headache. The person in front of him seemed to be in his early twenties, but since he was a cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanying, he obviously didn't know he had lived for hundreds of years, and his scheming was much deeper than he imagined. Not revealing anything.

It's a bit strange to say this matter, although the world of cultivating immortals in Yunzhou is extremely prosperous, but the old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage is already a top existence in the human world after all.

Moreover, after the Nascent Soul was condensed, it became more and more difficult to cultivate. Nine out of ten old monsters were trapped in the initial stage.

A rare master in the mid-term, even in Yunzhou, he can be regarded as a hegemony figure, and he shouldn't be unknown at all.

Could it be that the other party was sent from another state.

But it's not right!

If it was a monk from another state, who would come to this muddy water full of food? If he said he wanted to blackmail him, he had already revealed it just now, but he dismissed it.

Since they are nosy, they must have a lot of friendship with Lingyao Mountain, but Lingyao Mountain has only moved here for more than 20 years, and I have inquired about it myself, but I have never heard of any old monster in the middle stage of Nascent Soul that they have good friends with.

Unless it's from the old days of Youzhou, but in the wild land of Youzhou, apart from an unlucky guy named Extreme Demon Venerable, how can there be any immortal cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul?

Headache, this guy's identity is like a cloud of fog, there is no clue.

Thinking quickly in his heart, the big man's expression was completely gloomy: "Your Excellency is really going to fight against the old man, I advise you not to go into this muddy water, it is not easy to condense the Nascent Soul, don't put your own life in it. "

Lin Xuan felt a little surprised. The old monster in front of him, but in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, had a scary tone. Could it be that he has something to rely on.

However, as my consciousness swept around, there should be no ambush, which is a bit strange.

"You threatened me?"

"I can't talk about threats, but as the saying goes, everyone sweeps the snow before his own door, and don't care about other people's roofs. I advise fellow Taoists not to meddle in their own business." The big man said viciously.

"Fellow Daoist is right." Lin Xuan didn't get angry, but nodded his head approvingly: "I think so too, but..."

"What?"

"This matter is nothing to Lin, so you can go...die!"

Before he finished speaking, a murderous aura surged out of Lin Xuan like a tidal wave. At the same time, with a flick of his sleeves, dozens of sword auras with a length of several feet appeared in front of his eyes. head.

The big man couldn't help being startled and angry. The other person's expression just now was obviously about to be persuaded by him, but he turned his face and killed him in the blink of an eye.

This cunning old monster put on airs in order to lower his vigilance.

Lin Xuan made a sudden move, although it was too late to use the treasure, but the power was no small matter. Immortal cultivators in the early Yuanying stage were caught off guard and were likely to be seriously injured.

However, there was no fear on the big man's face, nor did he have the slightest thought of retreating and dodging. At this moment, he also had no time to use the treasure, so he just raised his hands.

With a phantom-like wave, dozens of claws appeared.

"This is..." Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and a look of great surprise appeared on his face.

The sharp piercing sound came to the ears, followed by the explosion produced by the confrontation with the sword energy. The spiritual energy radiated, and the aftermath smashed the broken stones, and the whole sky seemed to be a little dark.

In this first wave of confrontation, the two were evenly divided.

Lin Xuan had stopped laughing, and his eyes became serious, staring at the opponent in front of him.

"I didn't expect Lin to miss it too. Fellow Daoist is not our human monk, but a high-level psychic corpse."

At this time, the sleeves of the big man fluttered with the wind, revealing two pitch-black arms.

The flesh and blood dried up quickly, the veins bulged, the nails stretched to an inch, the black light flickered, and it was very poisonous at first sight.

This is not a cultivator, it is clearly a demon corpse.

"Junior, don't eat fine wine for toasting. Since you want to meddle in other people's business, this old man will send you to the eighteenth floor of hell."

The big man's mouth cracked, his voice became hoarse, his eyes protruded, and his red light flickered. Accompanied by crackling noises, his coat was torn apart, his flesh and blood were also withered, and long fangs appeared. It's black, shocking and eye-catching...

Lin Xuan's face darkened.

He faintly felt something was wrong.

It stands to reason that although the strength of the psychic demon corpse is better than that of the monks of the same level, it is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and to me, it is just a drizzle.

But why, do you feel a little uneasy in your heart for no reason?

Moreover, the other party also looked confident and fearless, not at all afraid of his mid-term monk, which proved that this hunch was not aimless.

Lin Xuan was puzzled, but soon calmed down again. What are you afraid of? I have even fought with the ancient Jialuo demon and Wuwu. Even if the other party is weird, he will only humiliate himself.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, his left hand turned over, and a line of fire as thick as an arm flew out from his sleeve.

As fast as lightning, he came to the opponent in a blink of an eye.

And the right hand was not idle either, with a flick of the fingers, the Green Fire Sword viciously stabbed down like an opponent.

Such an attack, even the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul must be in a hurry, but the demon corpse in the early stage was not afraid, his eyes flashed sharply, he opened his mouth, and sprayed out a mass of pale corpse fire, which turned into a fireball the size of a head, Gulu Lu looked like Lin Xuan's magic flames to meet him.

boom!

When the two kinds of flames collided, although the Bihuan Youhuo had the upper hand, the corpse fire was not destroyed, but turned into a ferocious boa constrictor, struggling to resist like a tarsal maggot.

"Huh?"

Lin Xuan felt a little surprised, this demon corpse is really weird, otherwise, with its initial cultivation base, how could it be able to take over its own demon flames.

Lin Xuan didn't know that the demon corpse was even more shocked. The three corpse fires were well-known in Yunzhou, and the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage also changed their colors. Although in this situation, the corpse fire can only Unleash some power.

But the mid-stage cultivator of the opponent can actually have the upper hand. What kind of supernatural power does he cultivate?

As a result, both of them had some scruples, but the Qinghuo sword did not hesitate, and fiercely slashed towards the enemy's head like lightning.

There was a sharp look in the corpse demon's eyes, he raised his hand, and punched himself twice in the mouth. Lin Xuan was a little dazed, would he mutilate himself before using the supernatural power?

But saw the two ferocious fangs fall off from the mouth.