This mysterious man and woman are both a legendary couple.
In an instant, the black-robed monk was dripping with cold sweat and his face became extremely pale.
But it feels ridiculous. Looking at the twelve states of Tianyun, there are only a few cultivators in the separation and union period. Youzhou is just a barbaric land. How can an old monster of that level come to such a place?
Not to mention two at once.
Could it be that I made a mistake?
With this thought in his mind, he once again used his spiritual consciousness to scan the master and servant.
Still unfathomable!
Even if it is not a clutch, it is definitely not something I can match.
The black-robed immortal cultivator was so frightened that he started to tremble all over.
Some families were happy and some were sad. Unlike his fearful face, the immortal cultivators headed by Xu Yin all looked overjoyed.
Even if you haven't seen Lin Xuan's master and servant with your own eyes, you can still tell that they are either enemies or friends.
What's more, after Xu Yin made sure that her beloved daughter was fine, she filled the sky with a blessing and bowed respectfully and excitedly: "Fairy Moon, Master Uncle."
Master uncle?
When the other monks heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that the immortal cultivator in front of them is the Supreme Elder of our sect?
With this thought in mind, I looked at Lin Xuan's face again, and found that he looked familiar, exactly like a certain portrait in the ancestor's ancestral hall.
"See the Supreme Elder."
The remaining four immortal cultivators in the elixir condensation stage stepped forward one after another to pay homage.
It is said that more than a hundred years ago, Elder Lin was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Now that the enemy is so scared, could it be that he has advanced to become a late-stage great monk.
You must know that compared with Yunzhou, the cultivation conditions in Youzhou are extremely difficult. The former Ji Demon Lord made the group of cultivators look at him with his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he was known as the best person in Youzhou.
The Great Immortal Cultivator is just a legend in this place, and everyone's eyes are burning.
Although the black-robed immortal cultivator was extremely worried, he was naturally unwilling to just sit back and wait for death. His natal magic weapon had been destroyed. However, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how poor he was, he could not only have one treasure.
He gritted his teeth and slapped it on his waist, and he sacrificed a short black fork.
It is no longer than a foot long, but there are runes all over the surface, and there is a strong yin energy emanating from it. At first glance, it is no ordinary treasure.
A fierce look flashed in the black-robed monk's eyes, and he stretched out his hand like a drum, beating his own chest as hard as he could.
Then he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Needless to say, it is mixed with his true essence.
After the essence and blood were absorbed, the short fork's sharp light became louder, and a shrill ghost cry could be heard faintly inside, turning into a flying rainbow and shooting toward Lin Xuan and Yue'er.
Of course, the black-robed monk is not an idiot. His purpose in doing this is not to defeat the enemy, but to buy himself time to escape.
After using the short fork, he turned around without thinking, and countless black energy swarmed out, protecting his body inside, and then turned into a dark cloud and shot towards the horizon.
"You want to leave, don't you think it's too late?"
Lin Xuan turned his head, with no surprise or joy on his face. He just calmly raised his right hand and grabbed it into the void with seemingly slow but urgent urgency.
Suddenly, an incredible scene appeared in front of the cultivators' eyes.
The originally empty sky suddenly looked like a small lake where a stone had been dropped, ripples appeared, and then a large bright net appeared.
"this……"
The Nascent Soul cultivator was stunned at first, and then he was so frightened that his heart broke. This kind of magical power was unheard of, and the Nascent Soul cultivator would definitely not be able to use it.
The other party is really clutch!
Before this thought could be turned around, the big net had already been lowered like a hood for him. As for the ghost fork he offered, Lin Xuan and Yue'er simply turned a blind eye. A mere Yuan Ying early stage monk wanted to pose a threat to them, but
It's just a fool's dream.
The ghost fork had only flown halfway when it stopped on its own, as if it was trapped by some strange supernatural power.
There was no suspense at all. The clouds parted and the black-robed monk was trapped in the big net.
His face was full of deathly gray, begging for mercy would definitely be of no use. Instead of suffering in the hands of the other party, it would be better to end it on his own.
With a death wish in his heart, he no longer hesitated. However, Lin Xuan was so experienced in fighting that he could see at a glance the opponent's intention of wanting the Nascent Soul to self-destruct.
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and without thinking, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and a ray of light flew out and disappeared from the opponent's chest.
The black-robed monk felt that the world was spinning and his magic power was gone. Not to mention that he couldn't self-destruct his Nascent Soul, even moving a finger became a luxury at this moment.
"You...what do you want?"
"Humph, needless to say, Your Majesty's background is mysterious, so of course Lin has no choice but to use his soul-searching magical power." Lin Xuan's eyes flickered and he spoke calmly.
"Searching for souls, fellow Taoist, don't worry about it. My disciples have all been subjected to secret techniques. You can't get anything. Why don't we make a deal?" A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the black-robed monk, but his eyes rolled.
He suddenly spoke.
"Deal, huh, your Excellency is really whimsical. You are just Lin's prisoner now. Are you still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"
"Fellow Taoist, maybe there is something wrong with your ears. I told you that searching for souls is useless. If you are willing to swear an oath to let me go, I will tell you everything you want to know." An ant can still live in vain, let alone a cultivator of immortals.
Even though he knew the chance was slim, the guy in front of him still refused to let go of the glimmer of hope.
"Oh, really?" Lin Xuan was unmoved.
"Fellow Taoist, do you think I'm lying? If you don't believe it, you can ask the people in front of you. It's true that our disciples have fallen into the hands of your sect, but is the soul-searching technique effective?" the black-robed monk said in a panic.
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"Xin, how could Lin not believe you?" Lin Xuan's smile seemed incomprehensible: "But firstly, I learned from you, how do I know if you lied to me? Secondly, the truth is higher than the devil.
Gao Yizhang, do you think that the secret technique that blocks the soul-searching magical power will be equally useful in front of Lin?"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan directly put his hand on the other person's head without waiting for him to speak again.
After a cup of tea, the fire in Han Li's hand flashed, and the black-robed monk's body was reduced to ashes. Only an inch-high Nascent Soul was left on the spot, but he was still unable to move, and his eyes were filled with pain.
and a look of confusion.
Lin Xuan raised his hand, a small flag appeared in his palm, and put Nascent Soul into it.
There is nothing to be polite to the enemy. For the demonic treasure, the Beast Soul Banner, the Monk Nascent Soul is a great complement.
"Uncle Master, do you know where the other party came from?"
Xu Yin spoke expectantly. As the other party said, their soul-searching technique had no effect, but Lin Xuan was different after all. Xu Yin was full of confidence in this uncle's magical power, and he might be able to solve the mystery of the other party's origin.