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Chapter 1684: Pleasant Enmity
Lin Xuan was a little surprised. The cultivation level of these four people was slightly higher than what he originally expected. But it didn't matter. What about the monks in the late stage of clutching? Lin Xuan still looked indifferent, with his hands behind his back and posing.
Mingming didn't take the other party seriously.
Now that the matter has been done, what else is there to say? It doesn't matter how arrogant it is. Anyway, the hatred between myself and the Poison Dragon Ancestor has long been unending.
Lin Xuan's attitude really calmed the four of them. As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, you won't do porcelain work. How can ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of clutching and union dare to be so arrogant in front of the four of them?
If the other party dares to do this, he must be relying on him.
Originally, when they received the Ten Thousand Miles Talisman from their disciples, several people were shocked and angry. The Poison Dragon Ancestor's fame spread far and wide. For tens of thousands of years, no one dared to stroke a tiger's beard, even if he only clutched a clutch, he dared to block a car with his arms and run to Tai Sui.
If you are trying to stir up trouble, what else is it if you are not tired of living?
He left the table in the middle and hurriedly left from Xiaoyuan Island. The four of them hurried back. The ancestor went on a long trip. There were only a few immortal cultivators of Yuan Ying and below at home. Although they were protected by formations, they could not stop them.
It’s really hard to say whether a monk can live in the separation and union period.
If something goes wrong, with Patriarch Poison Dragon's temper, none of the four of them will get any good results.
Originally, their hearts were full of resentment, and they wanted to catch the ungrateful guy and extract his soul. However, the other party's arrogant attitude made them worry.
I muttered to myself in private, but no matter what, I can't just let it go, things must come to an end.
The thoughts in their minds turned, and the four of them exchanged glances, and then the old man-looking immortal cultivator emerged from the crowd. Although he looked kind and kind-hearted, he spoke with hatred and anger: "Who are you?
Are you the one who came to our Poison Dragon Island to provoke us?"
"provocative?"
There was a trace of ridicule at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. Without saying a word, his whole body glowed with green light, and he suddenly turned around and flew back towards the way he came.
The other party had an arrogant attitude just now, but now he suddenly turned around and ran away without saying a word.
The four people couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that the other party's attitude just now was pretending to be calm and bluffing?
Of course, this is just a guess, but at this moment, there is no time to slowly confirm it. If he is allowed to escape like this, where will the four people's faces be, the ancestor will not be able to explain it when he comes back.
So the four of them didn't think much about it at all. Their bodies were full of energy, and they each showed their magical powers and chased after him.
Soon, Poison Dragon Island came into view.
How could Lin Xuan be afraid of just four monks in the Separation and Reunion Stage? The reason why he brought them here was just to humiliate them more in order to repay the evil spirit of the Poison Dragon Ancestor back then.
It is not a gentleman to refuse to retaliate against a grudge. A true man must stand upright!
Sure enough, when I saw that the island was devastated and all kinds of debris were scattered all over the place, the former spiritual island had now turned into a place full of corpses and ghosts.
The four of them could hardly believe their eyes, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
They couldn't imagine how furious their ancestor would be if he knew all this.
"All of this... was done by you?"
Compared with just now, the old man's voice was extremely cold, like a wounded beast licking its wounds.
"Yes, I did it, so what can you do, just because you are such an incompetent guy." Lin Xuan's face was full of disdain, and he had to be domineering in revenge, so that he would be happy in his heart.
Lin Xuan's principle is to keep a low profile, but he is also unambiguous when it is time to be arrogant.
Cultivation of immortality is not only to obtain eternal life, but also has another purpose, which is to get rid of the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth. If you have to look forward and backward in everything, then you are not a cultivator. Being an honest mortal is the best choice.
Ancestor Poison Dragon, last time you chased this young master to the sky with no way out, this time we have to settle the score slowly, take away your old nest, and then wipe out your disciples and grandchildren. Let’s see how you can dominate even though you are alone in your family.
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With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan's behavior was very different from usual, and he was particularly domineering. Of course, the reason why he dared to do this was because he had the backing of absolute strength.
If you change to a cultivator in the middle stage of clutching, let alone one against four, even if you face a cultivator in the late clutching stage, there is no chance of winning. The gap in realm cannot be made up so easily.
Of course, Lin Xuan possesses a variety of great magical powers and secret arts, as well as many rare treasures, so naturally it cannot be inferred using common sense.
"Okay." The old man was so angry that his hair stood on end, and not only his eyes, but also his whole neck turned red: "You bastard who doesn't care about life and death, since you are impatient with life, I will send you to the underworld."
Before he finished speaking, a thumping sound reached his ears, and then he clasped his hands, and his originally hunched back suddenly straightened up. Not only that, his body size more than doubled, from a dying old man to a
He was a giant man about ten feet tall. His whole body was wrapped in surging demonic energy, and there was a faint fishy smell. He didn't know what evil skills and secrets he was practicing. In short, the power was definitely extraordinary.
Lin Xuan turned a blind eye, not to mention sacrificing the treasure, and even had no intention of releasing the shield. When the old man saw it, he became more and more angry in his heart, and the voice of a cruel laugh came out: "Okay, a mere mid-term monk, he is so big.
I want to see what you are capable of."
Before he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist flew out at an extremely fast speed, but Lin Xuan could still see it clearly.
With a flick of his sleeves, a ball of green light met the black mist and enveloped it.
The green light turned into a ball of light, and in the ball of light, there was a ferocious ghost claw crisscrossing and closing. The nails of the ghost claw were sharp and sharp, and there were streaks of black smoke rising from it. Obviously, this was not an ordinary spell, but a certain kind of magic.
A special magical power of great power.
"It's just a trivial trick, but you still want to trap my ghost claws in the netherworld, and you don't know whether to live or die!"
The old man had already been angered by Lin Xuan. He made a hand gesture with his hands and pointed forward.
Crackling...
The sound of explosions reached the ears, and the surface of the ghost's claws erupted with electric light. Then with a stabbing sound, the light curtain was torn apart like brocade, and it was fiercely grabbed at Lin Xuan.
The target was his head. Once hit, Lin Xuan's head would be like tofu and easily crushed by him.
"Netherworld Ghost Claw, I didn't expect that the eldest disciple of Poison Dragon Demon Ancestor is actually a ghost monk."
Lin Xuan's face showed a strange look: "Okay, I'll try to see how your ghost power is."
Before he finished speaking, a black light flashed across his body, and his whole aura suddenly became erratic.
Lin Xuan is an all-rounder, capable of practicing both good and evil spirits. According to the monk system, although the ghost path is its own branch, it has always been regarded as a branch of the demon sect.
As for the mysterious magic method, Lin Xuan has also dabbled in the secret arts of ghost ways.