I saw a group of people coming from far away, shrinking into a ruler. In a few breaths, they arrived in front of them. The person in charge was covered with a layer of gray aura, making it impossible for people to see his appearance. However, from the loud and wild laughter, it was obvious that this person was indeed a man, and not an old man.
The medals of the few people around this person are all sun patterns.
"God gives the Pavilion."
Guo Lin and Su Mengdie said in unison.
This mysterious person had a very strange aura. Jin Xianglu was covered with a veil, but her forehead tightened slightly. She said, "I guess the Zunjia is the mysterious master of the Shenci Pavilion. Why cover it up? Don't show it to others with your true face?"
Guo Lin was slightly stunned. He knew that Jin Xianglu had the power to refine the saint. However, even she could not see through this mysterious person. Who is the master of Shenci Pavilion?
The "mystery" said: "You don't need to know who I am. What you need to know is that you can't protect him today."
Yan Xinhun smiled sinisterly, he flew to the side of the mystery and stood side by side with him, like a long-time friend. He stretched out his old and dry hand and said, "Guo Lin, hand over the Demon Refining Heart Sutra and the Demon Encapsulation Ring. Otherwise, you will regret it if you harm the Lord of Penglai Pavilion."
Even if the Lord of the God-Giving Pavilion who came is as strong as Yan Xinhun, he has the strength of the holy level. If the two join forces to deal with Jin Xianglu, the latter will probably be extremely difficult to deal with. What's more, Jin Xianglu vaguely feels that he is stronger. He is the strength of the initial level of the Saint Refining, so this mystery has at least the strength of the intermediate level of the Saint Refining.
Jin Xianglu smiled: "The two respected pavilions, who are so respectable, actually oppressed a young man in twenty years. I really blush for you. He is here. If you two want to capture him, step over my body."
As he said, "Crystal" sounded, Jin Xianglu summoned a female dragon guard wearing a dragon-shaped armor. This female dragon guard looked very beautiful, with a goose face, delicate facial features, and a look that was bewitching the country. The Long Guard's appearance was similar to the original, and it was easy to see that under Jin Xianglu's veil, she also looked like a fish falling from the geese.
Yan Xinhun was slightly stunned and said, "Jin Xianglu, are you going to fight for this kid?"
"Decades ago, you hurt me, Brother Feng, and I was not present, so I couldn't stop the same thing. I wouldn't tell him to happen again. He is Brother Feng's disciple and my disciple. What's wrong with my life to protect him? The two pavilions, let the horses come over."
These righteous words moved Guo Lin. The dignified Lord of Penglai Pavilion actually wanted to fight for himself.
But Yan Xinghun and the mystery were hesitant. A Saint-level powerful man had to fight to the death. Even if they could kill her, they would have to pay a considerable price.
At this moment, a burst of laughter rang out between the world again. "Hahaha... what day is today? So many old friends. Today is bored, Lao Long, I'll join in the fun."
As soon as these words were said, everyone was stunned. Because these people had already heard the identity of a person from the words, but they just didn't know his position.
"Long Zun, what are you doing?"
The Hongmao stopped the visitor. He was a lazy old man, dressed more like a young man, with a long hair and a young face, perhaps it was more suitable for an old naughty boy.
He laughed, flashed directly by the Hongniang and came to Jin Xianglu. He said loudly: "Behind the Lord of Penglai Pavilion, Guo Lin."
Guo Lin said, "Yes, it's the boy." He didn't know the people coming, but judging from the reactions on the faces of these pavilions, his status is not low.
"Hahaha……"
The old naughty boy Long Zun laughed and said, "So, you saved our Long Zhi. Guo Lin, you are the benefactor of my Long family." After hearing this, Yang Xinhun's face changed completely.
They called him Long Zun and mentioned the Long Zhi of Qianlong Pavilion. Could it be that it is a big deal? Guo Lin smiled and said, "Senior is serious. Brother Long is a student of Penglai Pavilion. In a critical moment, how can he not save him? It's just a matter of raising his hands."
Jin Xianglu didn't know when Guo Lin had relied on such a powerful helper. She smiled slightly and said politely: "Master Long Pavilion, don't be fine."
"Hey, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm so angry. Xiao Xiang'er, brother tells you, what's your experience in Penglai Pavilion that time? My grandson almost died. Our Long family's three generations of single generations, Long Zhi's father died long ago. If he leaves again, wouldn't he kill me?"
Xiao Xianger?
After hearing this title, Guo Lin's mouth twitched violently. From behind, he also saw Jin Xianglu's eyes moving slightly. Obviously, he was very uncomfortable with this title.
The Hongniang's face was as deep as water. Obviously, she had never thought that Long Zun would suddenly appear, and she stood there without hesitation. She said, "Old Long, today's affairs have nothing to do with your Qianlong Pavilion. You'd better not interfere. It was just an accident that he saved your grandson. He was lucky and was closer to him. If the disciples of other sects were present, they would definitely rescue him."
"Bah, save me? You save me." Long Zun cursed directly, "My little dragon said. There were many people watching that day who were not saved. Among them, there were many You Mei Pavilion, Zhaixing Pavilion, and Shenxi Pavilion. You are the one who is grateful to you. If you want to kill my benefactor, you will kill me. Whoever you want to do will fight, I will fight with you."
As he spoke, Long Zun had already stood behind Jin Xianglu, summoned Long Guard, ready to fight side by side with her. Tang Kang and Wu Lan were stunned when they watched all this from a distance.
The pavilion masters who are rare to see on weekdays actually appeared one by one. Five pavilion masters all appeared in the Eight Pavilions of Zhongzhou. Including the existence that looked like the God of Death, three to three, a total of six holy-level existences. If this fight begins, the Qingge Pass will probably be razed to the ground in an instant, and may even affect the nearby Lianyun Baifeng.
The Hongniang said angrily: "Long Zun, don't be ungrateful. Do you really want to break up with the three pavilions?"
Long Zun looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He dug his nostrils while saying, "It will be torn, Lao Long, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it? Xiao Hong'er, you have grown all your hair, so threaten me?"
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The Hongniang was furious and wanted to fight to the Dragon Lord. However, the bone dragon like a continuous mountain range was eyeing her.
The scene suddenly fell into a deadlock.
Jin Xianglu said: "Lin'er, you will change for a long time. Take your friends away from Zhongzhou. When you go to the Demon Realm, the sky is high and the birds fly. There, no one can catch you."
This is indeed the best result. Guo Lin remembered the few people today in his heart and was about to leave. Suddenly, an old voice fell from the sky.
"Long Wei, who has ruined my son, wants to leave Zhongzhou alive. There is no such cheap thing."
Then the howling of ferocious beasts shook the entire plain.
In the field of vision, a ferocious beast with a tiger's hair and a dog's hair, two feet long, a human face, tiger's feet, a pig's mouth, and a tail of one or eight feet long, stepped on the clouds. On the top of the ferocious beast, an old man in red robe sat.
"The ferocious beast is a shaman!"
Guo Lin inhale. Because he needs the essence and blood of the four ancient ferocious beasts, Guo Lin has studied it for a while. The four prefectures in Zhongzhou each raised an ancient ferocious beast. The convenient place where the monkey is located is Wangyue Mansion.
In Wangyue Mansion, who can control an ancient ferocious beast with a strength comparable to the saint-level strength? The old man's identity shouted out. Guo Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Old Man Fengchen, Old God Wei!"
"Yes, it's me. I still have some vision. Hum? Respecting?"
A look of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old man Hongchen. Obviously, he did not expect that in a few months, Guo Lin's strength would soar to this level.
"I still want to ask my son to kill you to take revenge in person, it seems hopeless. At a young age, I have reached the level of honor. Guo Lin, you are really surprised. The old madman actually has a monster disciple like you. Unfortunately, you don't hide and practice well, but you are going to Zhongzhou for a try. Since you are here, don't go back."
After the ferocious beast, a group of people came to the air. A total of more than a dozen people, most of them were elders of Wangyue Mansion. Wei Shaotian, with Kunpeng wings spreading his Kunpeng, followed behind the elders. Seeing Guo Lin stepping on the void, Wei Shaotian looked shocked. However, he sneered. Today, his father took action himself, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would die here.
At this time, He Zuoan was lying on his back, and his wounds had recovered with the help of the healing pill. He stared blankly at the sky where the strong men had all out, and his head was full of Guo Lin's words, "You can't beat me even if you do your best."
Seeing Guo Lin confronting the main masters of Zhongzhou, the main masters of the palace, he suddenly felt how humble and insignificant he was. However, "I am not willing to give up!" He Zuoan roared in his heart. The color of his eyes was changing, and a strange blue light gradually appeared on the shiny black. This was a sign of being possessed by the devil...
Jin Xianglu's eyes flashed with hostility and said, "Why, the dignified Wangyue Mansion is going to break the Zhongzhou Agreement and take action against the younger generation?"
"Jin Xianglu, why do you want to break the agreement with me? All the disciples of my Wangyue Mansion have withdrawn from Penglai Pavilion. Your threat is useless to me. Don't block me. The slaughter I sat down is ruthless and does not recognize others. Lao Long, you also get out of the way. I am determined to win the Demon Heart Sutra, and you can't stop me."
After saying that, the ferocious beast, opened its blood and squirted its mouth, making a roar. Suddenly, the already shaky Qingge Pass collapsed. Rocks rolled down, and large pieces of them smashed into the plain.
The roar of the ferocious beast Shita seemed to be a sound wave combat skill. Guo Lin only felt the qi and blood rolling, as if his internal organs were about to explode.
Three to four, including the holy beast 文. The strength of the holy level strongman is now three to five, and the number of the refining masters is also very different. Guo Lin's side shows a huge disadvantage. The situation is at the most urgent moment.
Hong Niangzi, Yan Xinhun, Feng Chen, and the seven people who betrayed the master back then had three of them. Seeing the three of them showing their ugly appearance, Guo Lin's heart burst into uncontrollably with a strong hatred.