Chapter 1,409 Deep love between mother and daughter

Lin Xuan's escape light is not eye-catching, and his flying speed is not very fast.

Yue'er only stayed outside for about two hours before returning to Tianji Mansion. Not to mention, this girl has been practicing very hard recently.

Seeing the scorching sun in the sky and the time approaching noon, Lin Xuan was flying over a small lake when the light suddenly slowed down and he turned his head as if sensing something.

A faint look of surprise flashed across his face. About seven or eight hundred miles away to his left, the evil energy was soaring into the sky, and the spiritual energy was quite chaotic. Needless to say, there was a conflict between immortal cultivators there.

Could it be related to Baixuan Pavilion?

The thought in Lin Xuan's mind turned around, and after a slight hesitation, it turned into a startling rainbow and flew away.

With his current escape technique, he can travel thousands of miles in an instant without any exaggeration. Seven or eight hundred miles is just a matter of breath.

I saw a dazzling spiritual light in front of me, crackling sounds as dense as raindrops constantly reaching my ears, magic weapons flying in the sky, and the fighting was so intense that it was far beyond imagination.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel a little shocked, and quickly stared at it. However, before he could see clearly, he heard a scream of "Ah" reaching his ears.

The blood in front of him was dazzling, and it turned out that one of the monks had his head removed by the other party.

Something looks familiar.

But for a moment I couldn't remember it.

Lin Xuan's eyes turned and rested on one of the women.

We meet each other everywhere in life. I wanted to go to Biyun Mountain to understand the whole story, but I didn't expect to meet her again halfway.

Lin Xuan touched his nose and couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came into my ears: "Ignorant fellows, if you just keep your hands tied, you will suffer less, and if you are willing to surrender, I will never spare your lives, but I have to use my arms as a chariot.

Do a few immortal cultivators at the elixir condensation stage think they can fight against me?"

The speaker was a cultivator in black robes, about forty years old, with a sinister face. Even though he was one against five, he still had the upper hand.

This is no wonder, after all, he is an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and the five people who besieged him are only in the Dan Condensation stage.

Although the realm has not yet begun and cannot be compensated by the number of people, the five Dan Ning monks want to fight against the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, but it is just a dream.

The other party didn't even offer a magic weapon. It was just a strange and unpredictable five-element spell that the five people could not resist.

And his girlfriend Lin Xuan looked more and more familiar.

It seems that he has fought against similar enemies, and of course that enemy is much stronger than the Nascent Soul monk in front of him.

"Senior sister, please go quickly. We will block the old guy in front of you." The speaker was a tall and thin immortal cultivator, who was driving a flying sword-shaped treasure. His whole body was wrapped in a spiritual light that was about a foot long.

"Yes, senior sister, we still need you to return and take charge of the overall situation." Another one-armed immortal cultivator also stepped up his offensive.

"Humph, I want to leave and daydream. Fairy Xu, just stay here for me."

The Nascent Soul Stage monk turned his head and showed a ferocious smile to the only woman present.

This woman looks to be about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a plump figure, but a delicate and cute baby face. Although she is not a stunning beauty, her whole body exudes a different kind of aura.

She is the wife of Tianxuan Sect Master and Zheng Xuan’s mother.

Before the black-robed monk finished speaking, a terrifying murderous aura suddenly emerged from his body. He opened his mouth and spit out a strange-shaped treasure.

It was actually quite similar to the scimitar commonly used by the nomads on the grasslands. It was piercing with light and struck Xu Yin's head fiercely.

His attacks are extremely ruthless, and he doesn't know how to show mercy at all.

But there is nothing surprising, the enemy is the enemy, there is no distinction between men and women.

Xu Yin's beautiful face turned pale. Of course she didn't dare to hold on to the Nascent Soul cultivator. She hurriedly backed away and tried to hide, but found that the surrounding air suddenly became solid and her delicate body could not move.

"What secret technique is this?"

Xu Yin was horrified, but she could only watch helplessly as the sharp light slashed towards her head.

Several fellow disciples were frightened and angry, but they were helpless. They were also involved in the opponent's attack. The Clay Bodhisattva crossed the river and could not protect himself.

Right now.

"mother."

A tender cry reached the ears, and then, more than ten feet away, a flash of inspiration occurred, and a beautiful girl appeared out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.

Needless to say, it is naturally Zheng Xuan.

Who said cultivators are selfish, family ties are also very important.

Seeing her mother in danger, the girl came out of the Tianji Mansion without saying a word. At this time, it was too late to use the magic weapon. Zheng Xuan flew over with all her strength, opened her hands, and protected her mother. She used her delicate body to

Block the sword for your mother.

"Xuan'er."

Xu Yin was shocked. Mother and daughter had been apart for a hundred years. She never dreamed that her beloved daughter would appear at this time.

Originally, we should be happy to see each other again, but now we are faced with the crisis of blood splattering five steps away.

Even animals protect their calves, let alone cultivators of immortality?

In times of crisis, people can often display their potential far beyond normal times. Xu Yin was worried about her beloved daughter, so her spiritual energy surged, and she suddenly broke free from the shackles of the opponent's secret technique. With a swing of her waist, she blocked her beloved daughter's body.

forward.

"Huh?"

The black-robed monk was shocked, but then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know where the girl came from, and he couldn't figure out why Xu Yin could untie herself, but the struggle was useless.

If there is no way to hide, you will become the ghost under your own sword.

Just as the two women were about to die, the scimitar was no more than a few feet away from them, and an incredible scene appeared before their eyes.

Without any warning, the scimitar shattered into pieces.

It turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"puff……"

The damage to the natal magic weapon naturally affected his mind. The black-robed monk's face was as white as paper and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes. As a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, he didn't know how the treasure was destroyed.

Could it be that……

"Who, whoever is pretending to be a ghost and offending me, is not afraid of suffering the pain of having his soul sucked out?" This guy said with a stern expression.

"Hmph, the pain of soul-draining, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator really doesn't know how to live or die."

A crisp sound reached the ears, and then the light flashed, and a man and a woman appeared in mid-air.

Yue'er's face was full of pride. Needless to say, it was the little girl who took action just now.

After all, Zheng Xuan is her beloved disciple, so how could she not save her from death?

Seeing the two uninvited guests, the black-robed monk was surprised and suspicious, and hurriedly swept away the two figures with his consciousness.

At this moment, there is no point in hiding the slightest bit of cultivation. Incomparably powerful spiritual power is flowing in the bodies of the master and the servant.

"this……"
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