"Since you know he is my disciple, you should not take action again."
The clouds and mist around Li Xuan rolled violently, and then a large amount of clouds and mist continued to condense, gradually forming a figure. This figure looked like a young man, with white hair scattered on his shoulders, and a touch of vicissitudes in his eyes, just so quiet
He stood there, as if the world was spinning around him.
"master."
The moment he saw the white-haired boy, Li Xuan's tense face immediately relaxed, and then he said respectfully. As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, Li Xuan turned around, looked at the somewhat dull Ling Lin not far away and said,
"See you soon, Master."
As soon as Li Xuan's words rang out, the eyes of Elder Mo, He Xudao and the white-haired boy suddenly focused on Ling Lin.
The corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and Elder Mo's heart was filled with waves. If it weren't for his strong Taoist heart, he would have screamed out in surprise. He looked at the white-haired boy in awe, but Elder Mo didn't expect that there was only Dongxu.
Ling Lin, who has a high level of cultivation, is actually his disciple.
Under several gazes, Ling Lin's expression changed slightly. The other four people present were all unpredictable people, especially the white-haired boy who suddenly appeared and He Xudao who temporarily occupied He Chuan's body.
The two of them were almost at the pinnacle of a cultivation star. Even if the true form did not arrive at this time, even if the pressure was not released specifically, when the gaze shifted to himself, Ling Lin's mind suddenly shook.
The powerful pressure that seemed to come from the soul could completely tear a monk's mind apart.
The surrounding atmosphere was slightly weird. There was no cloud or mist within a hundred miles around the five people. The depressing atmosphere was so sad that it could make people vomit blood.
"Little junior brother."
Feeling the difference in the atmosphere around him, Li Xuan suddenly reacted, glanced at the silent master, and then looked at Ling Lin with some worry. This kind of test is really not something that ordinary people can bear, but Ling Lin is absolutely
Not ordinary people.
Suddenly, Ling Lin, who had a tense face and his body was trembling slightly due to the strong pressure under everyone's gaze, showed a respectful look on his face. Then he bowed and said, "Master."
Although the bowing movement was as slow as slow motion, Ling Lin finally bent his body towards the white-haired boy. This was originally a very ordinary movement, but at this time it seemed that it was more important than anything else.
It was so difficult, every movement of his body felt like needle pricks all over his body. By the time Ling Lin bent down, his black robe was completely soaked.
"good."
Looking at Ling Lin, who was bending his body and looking respectful, the white-haired boy nodded slightly and said calmly. As these words rang out, the pressure on Ling Lin suddenly dissipated into nothingness.
"call……"
The strong pressure that could almost collapse a monk in the Cave Realm dissipated, and Ling Lin suddenly felt light all over his body. Taking a deep breath, Ling Lin's energy shook slightly, and all the sweat on his body evaporated immediately.
"I didn't expect you to accept a disciple." He Xudao looked at Ling Lin expressionlessly. Under his gaze, Ling Lin felt like a transparent bag, and all the secrets in his body would be lost.
It was secretive at all. However, at this moment, in the center of the swallowing vortex in the body, the gray-white flames that had calmed down once again trembled slightly.
As the gray-white flames trembled slightly, He Xudao's expression suddenly changed subtly, and Ling Lin's feeling of being looked at suddenly disappeared. "You have gained a good disciple." He Xudao's gaze
It was transferred from Ling Lin to the white-haired boy.
"Xue Qingyao will not marry into your Houtu Sect, especially a loser." Ignoring what He needed to say, the white-haired boy frowned slightly and said indifferently. Just as he frowned, people around him
The space seemed to suddenly solidify, a burst of extremely oppressive aura floated away, and the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly drop by dozens of degrees.
"Chuan'er's qualifications are indeed not high. If you are not satisfied, I can exchange Mu Shui for marrying Xue Qingyao." He looked at "He Chuan" and said these words, even though he knew that it was his father who dominated He Chuan's body at this time.
He didn't need to say it, but it still seemed a little weird in Ling Lin's eyes.
"Don't be delusional. I told you that Xue Qingyao will not marry anyone from your Houtu Sect." The white-haired boy said indifferently.
"Although Shenzong is no longer here, our Houtu Sect and your Qingmu Sect still have a friendship with each other. Do you think you just don't care about this friendship? Besides..." He Xudao was hit by an indifferent voice before he finished speaking.
Break:
"I know very well what your plans are. The kind of power Xue Qingyao possesses is destined to prevent her from marrying anyone from your Houtu Sect."
As soon as the white-haired boy finished speaking, the atmosphere around him changed slightly. He Xudao squinted his eyes and looked at the white-haired boy silently. Suddenly, he turned his eyes and suddenly looked at Ling Lin aside, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
There was a weird smile, "This little guy also has that kind of power, right?"
His indifferent face suddenly turned cold, and the white-haired boy suddenly took a step towards He Xudao. With this step, it seemed that even the world would be rolled back. "You are taking too much care." Cold words came from the mouth of the white-haired boy.
The sound came out and turned into rumbling sound waves, crushing towards He Xudao like thunder from the sky.
With a cold look in his eyes, He Xudao took a step forward, and the golden dragon robe on his body suddenly let out a shocking dragon roar. The golden dragon that was originally just one claw suddenly turned into a five-clawed golden dragon when He Xudao's aura spread out. Five-clawed golden dragon
As he wandered around, the brilliant golden light shone brightly, and at the same time, the aura on He Xudao's body became stronger. But if you look carefully, He Xudao's body, bathed in the golden light, was trembling slightly.
"Five-clawed golden dragon." Looking at the real-looking five-clawed golden dragon walking upstream of He Xudao's robe, Ling Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. Before, even the one-clawed golden dragon made him somewhat unable to resist. Now it appeared.
Just how powerful the five-clawed golden dragon is is definitely beyond Ling Lin's judgment. What's more, what makes Ling Lin's heart tremble is that the next scene...
"This body... is still not strong enough..." He Xudao lowered his head slightly, looked at the golden body, and said quietly. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly looked at the five-clawed golden dragon swimming on the Taoist robe.
There was a cold look in his eyes, and He Xudao suddenly reached out and grabbed the five-clawed golden dragon in the Taoist robe!
"hold head high!"
The five-clawed golden dragon swam in the Taoist robe, making a roar that shook the earth. Bright golden light filled the surroundings, but in the next moment, the golden light dispersed around like countless tiny raindrops.
If the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe is compared to a lake, then the five-clawed golden dragon in the Taoist robe is the fish in the lake, and He Xudao's hand suddenly reached into the Golden Dragon Taoist Robe as if it were into the lake, and he grabbed it in an instant
Fish in the lake.
He grabbed the golden dragon out of the Taoist robe and looked at the five-clawed golden dragon that was struggling in his hand. He Xudao had a look of indifference on his face. Then he shook his Yuanli slightly, and the five-clawed golden dragon suddenly shattered into pieces.
, and then turned into a drop of golden-red blood as big as a fingernail. The next moment, the golden-red blood burst suddenly and turned into a golden-red rain. Bathed in the golden-red rain, this body belonged to He Chuan
Suddenly became stronger.
"I didn't expect this rumor to be true!" Elder Mo on the side looked at this scene blankly and shouted in his heart. Apart from some descendants of He Xudao, only a few powerful people from Houtu Sect can possess the Golden Dragon Taoist robe.
Therefore, there are only a few Golden Dragon Taoist robes in the entire Houtu Sect. And each Golden Dragon Taoist robe is refined by He Xudao himself, so this Golden Dragon Taoist robe is covered with a layer of mystery.
In fact, there were rumors in the early years that there was an extremely powerful golden dragon in the Houtu Sect, and the so-called golden dragon robe was actually made from a drop of the blood essence of this golden dragon. Elder Mo originally snorted at this rumor.
Seeing this scene, I was instantly convinced that this seemingly absurd rumor was true! The Houtu Sect really had such a powerful beast!
"I didn't expect that you would actually get the guardian beast. No wonder I haven't seen news of this golden dragon appearing after so many years." Looking at He Xudao bathing in the golden red liquid, the white-haired boy's expression moved slightly, and then he looked again.
He returned to a state of indifference. He didn't see any movement. He just watched quietly, as if waiting for something.
"call……"
He took a gentle breath, and the golden-red liquid outside his body was immediately swept into the body by He Xudao. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and He Xudao said softly: "The limit has been reached." As soon as the words fell, the space around He Xudao
Suddenly the pieces shattered, and an extremely domineering consciousness came across countless spaces and was injected into He Chuan's body.
With his eyes closed tightly, He Xudao stood quietly like this. The aura on his body became stronger and stronger. In the end, even though He Xudao did not deliberately release his aura, he still made Ling Lin and Li Xuan not far away.
Elder Mo's expression changed slightly, and his body began to tremble greatly. He looked at his senior brother Li Xuan, and an inexplicable look appeared in both of their eyes.
However, unlike Ling Lin, Li Xuan still had a hint of surprise in his eyes. Facing this huge pressure, even Li Xuan, who was in the Broken Realm, was extremely solemn, and Elder Mo, who was half a step away from the Broken Realm, was even more solemn.
His robes were soaked, and his body was rickety. His body was trembling and trembling. It was obvious that he could no longer bear the pressure. However, the strange thing was that only Ling Lin, who was in the late stage of Dongxu Realm, was Elder Bimo.
His performance was much better. Although his face was a little pale, both the trembling amplitude of his body and other performances showed that Ling Lin's condition was much better than that of Elder Mo at this time.
"are you ready?"
At this moment, the indifferent voice of the white-haired boy suddenly floated out. As the voice sounded, the pressure on Ling Lin and Li Xuan suddenly dissipated.