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Four hundred and twentieth IX competition two

The sky above Mount Fanjing is scorched.

A white flying boat slowly emerged from the void. On the boat stood three monks in white clothes, all with extraordinary temperament, carrying sword blades and whisks on their backs.

"Is this Mount Fanjing?"

The leading young man whispered.

"It should be here, it can't be wrong." The other woman nodded in confirmation.

"Could it be that a volcano erupted? To such an extent, it doesn't look like it was caused by manpower, right?" The third person was a young boy with a bit of arrogance in his eyes, and he obviously belonged to the category of young genius.

"It's better to go down and investigate carefully first, and record the images for the teacher and the others." The leading young man looked a little uneasy. If such a terrifying scorched earth covering dozens of miles was caused by one person, then he would not dare to threaten him at all.

Imagine.

The other two people were of course meaningless, so they drove the white jade flying boat down to land.

The boat landed gently, and the three people jumped down from it. With a slight move towards the boat, the airship that was originally more than ten meters long shrank rapidly. In less than three breaths, it shrank into a small boat the size of a palm. The woman was

Put it in your pocket.

"Let's go."

The three of them looked at each other and quickly took out the warning talismans, magic weapons, and talisman swords from their bodies.

There was a trace of white rune aura surrounding his body, and then he walked cautiously and slowly towards the direction of Mount Fanjing.

They did not dare to fall directly to the top of Mount Fanjing. There was still an extremely large space distortion there, which was previously pulled and torn apart by two huge manipulation forces, resulting in unstable space fluctuations.

So we can only approach slowly from a little further away.

Passing through the same deep pits of scorched earth.

"It was such a powerful destructive force that everything on the ground was scorched and condensed into a crystal-like thing."

The only woman squatted down, grabbed a handful of black soil, and spoke softly, her tone full of wonder.

"Is this a battle between ancestors of Yuanjing?" The young man at the head said with shock in his eyes, "Is such a scene really humanly possible?"

The three of them collected samples while walking and recorded the photograms at the same time.

After climbing over deep pits and hills, we soon reached the foot of Mount Fanjing.

Large swaths of charred black trees stood in front of them, forming a small surviving charred forest.

The three of them walked into the charred forest cautiously. They slowly looked left and right, fearing that some troublesome ghost or the like might appear.

With so many creatures dying in one breath, they wouldn't be surprised if some extremely vicious resentful spirits really spawned.

After entering the charred forest, a small grave mound appeared faintly in front of me.

There is also a simple metal monument standing in front of the tomb.

"This is?!"

With a trace of doubt on their faces, the three of them approached the grave bag.

"Are you from Tianyun Dao?"

Suddenly a voice came from the side of the three of them, startling them.

"who!!"

The young man at the head reacted the fastest and immediately grasped the hilt of the sword behind his back. He stared at the figure slowly appearing from behind a tree.

Lin Xin was playing with the Golden Phoenix Dou in his hand and stood in front of the grave with a calm expression. His position was actually always in front of the grave, but it was blocked by the charred trees, so no one noticed it for a moment.

The three of them were all tense and staring at him with some fear. In other words, they were staring at the golden phoenix in his hand.

They can feel an extremely terrifying and powerful threat from this magic weapon.

"Hasn't Jin Fengdou been robbed? It's actually in your hands, so you are?" The young man at the head suddenly remembered something, his pupils narrowed, and he stared at the figure in front of him.

Sweat broke out on his forehead.

The other two people also thought of this, and their faces turned pale.

No one spoke for a while, the three of them didn't dare, and Lin Xin didn't want to.

The breeze blew, bringing with it the smell of something burning.

There was silence for a while.

"This grave belongs to Kun Ji." Lin Xin turned his eyes slightly and looked at the three people walking next to him.

"Originally, I had no enmity with him. It was you, Tianyundao, who killed him."

"How is it possible!" Kun Ji is actually dead?!

The three of them were shocked. That was the ancestor of Yuan Jing. He was the top expert in the entire Zhongfu, not to mention that he had a friend nearby who was also Yuan Jing.

Before coming, they might have thought that the Lord of Mount Fanjing might be defeated, but he would definitely not die.

After all, as long as a Yuan Jing wants to leave, even the masters at the same level will find it difficult to stop him.

But what they didn't expect was that Kunji and Wuying died because of their carelessness. Their spiritual energy was exhausted due to their carelessness.

They didn't expect Lin Xin to have such keen means of space escape, nor did they expect that he could actually use so many methods, all at the fifth-grade Yuanjing level, which caught them off guard.

From the very beginning, he showed weakness and deceived them into entering a duel. By the time they wanted to leave, it was already too late.

Because Lin Xin uses different methods to fight against Yuanjing. Normally, he releases Yuanjing first to fight against his understanding of the rules.

After that, he slowly suppressed the opponent and gained the upper hand. How could he be like Lin Xin, who directly crushed him arbitrarily and unreasonably.

One miscalculation will lead to mistakes every step of the way.

Kun Ji and the two of them just went step by step and finally reached the destined result.

Lin Xin played with the Golden Feng Dou, which was a treasure found in Fanjing Mountain. As for the two Yuan Jings, he did not move and directly beat them into mincemeat with all his strength. Everything was smashed and mixed together.

It's not that he didn't want to move, but that he suffered a loss when he was chased by Kunji Wanli and almost lost his life. Each of these Yuanjing old monsters has a lot of trump cards. If they get involved in something, it will be troublesome.

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If it weren't for his quick movements and precise planning, it would be easy to defeat the two of them this time, but it would be difficult to kill them.

And once a Yuanjing ancestor cannot be killed, it will definitely bring endless trouble.

"What do you want to do?"

The leading young man was trembling a little, staring at Lin Xin without daring to move.

The other two people quietly took out the escape boats and talismans behind their backs.

"Nothing." Lin Xin stepped lightly and disappeared suddenly.

When he reappeared, he was less than half a meter behind the three of them.

One hand gently pinched the wrist of the woman who was about to launch the flying boat.

"It's just a pity that Tianyundao only sent so little cannon fodder."

Lin Xin felt that the other party's body was stiff, and he immediately did not dare to move.

"Senior," the woman whispered in a trembling voice.

"Don't be afraid. Tell me, what's your name?" Lin Xin showed a rather gentle smile. He took off the flying boat from the opponent's hand, put away the golden phoenix bucket, replaced it with the flying boat and played with it slowly.

"My name is Lin Xiaoyu"

The woman did not dare to resist, her voice was trembling, and her face was as white as paper. Looking at her eyes, she obviously recognized Lin Xin's identity.

"So, do you know who I am?"

Lin Xin originally planned to kill these people, but now he has changed his mind.

"Senior Red Flower Sword Demon Lin has killed over ten thousand people, wiped out several sects in a row, and is wanted as the world's worst murderer! An announcement has been made."

The leading young man tried his best to suppress his emotions and forced himself to be calm.

"The most evil murderer in the world?" Lin Xin had a strange expression on his face. He did not deny that he had killed many people. But compared to those real trolls and demon cultivators, he was already very kind. However, he could not reach the level of the most evil murderer in the world.

extent.

"Wanted by Tianyundao?"

"Yes," the young man replied in a low voice, but his eyes were always fixed on Lin Xiaoyu's wrist held by Lin Xin. "Senior, can you let go of Xiaoyu? We are here with no ill intentions."

He was still calm, but the other young genius was sweating profusely, and he couldn't stand the pressure. He couldn't even look Lin Xin in the face, let alone talk.

"Okay." Lin Xin smiled slightly, let go of the girl, and then took two steps back.

"Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you." He raised his hand to indicate that he meant no harm.

But the horrific legend of killing more than 10,000 people and annihilating a sect still makes the three immature young monks who have just left home feel trembling.

"Do you know?" Lin Xin looked at the three people who were a little calmer because they had distanced themselves, and said softly. "You sent the three of you here even though you knew that I might still stay here. How could you?

Isn’t there any psychological speculation?”

The young man's expression suddenly changed. He obviously thought of something extremely bad.

"Next, I need someone who is very familiar with Tianyun Dao. Please introduce yourself, the three people who have been excluded."

Lin Xin's expression was calm and peaceful, as if he were meeting an honored guest for the first time.

"I am Ximen Rou, my junior sister Lin Xiaoyu, and my junior brother Duan Xinhun." The young man led by Ah quickly introduced their names.

"I still hope that seniors will show their noble hands."

Suddenly, they saw Lin Xin put his finger up to his mouth, signaling them to be silent.

At this time, the three of them also faintly heard the sound of breaking through the sky in the distance.

"That's that!?" Duan Xinhun reacted the fastest and immediately saw the black dots flying rapidly in the sky.

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"You can't escape!"

A cold and murderous man's voice shook from mid-air.

Zhao Ke was holding the Sijue witch Ye Qingchang and running away quickly below.

After a series of adventures in Sunatoki Shrine, he originally thought that this guy must have been trapped in a trap by him. Unexpectedly, when he finally opened the teleportation formation, this guy actually appeared again.

He was so frightened that the direction of the formation he had originally set suddenly changed, and he was directly teleported into such a dark and empty pit.

"Zhou Huaishe! You old bitch, did I rape your wife or explode your anus? Are you pursuing me so hard?!"

Zhao Ke also became angry when he thought of this.

"Junior, you are a piece of rubbish like a bug! How dare you snatch this king's secret treasure of opportunity! It's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart without killing you!!"

Zhou Huaishe was flying rapidly in mid-air, and his black armor, which was originally neatly and gorgeously dressed, was full of cracks and traces of fire, and some places seemed to have been deformed by huge force.

After all, he is also the Red Flag King, one of the majestic deputy sect leaders of the Red Ridge Sect! If his strength were not restricted by the rules of the shrine, would this ant-like garbage have his turn to frame him?! (To be continued.)


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