Crisis is everywhere!

Could it be that I really want to die here?

The thoughts in his mind are like lightning, and Ling Xian will certainly not be able to wait for death. (Network

As soon as the sleeve robe was blowing, another magic weapon, Fire Phoenix Sword, flew out from the sleeve. Suddenly, a sharp sword energy seemed to tear the void, mixed with an indomitable aura, slashed hard towards the front.

Thorn...

The light curtain swayed endlessly, and the power of the Fire Phoenix Sword was astonishing, but for a moment, it could not break through, and Ling Xian's face became more and more gloomy.

what to do?

Even with Lingxian's cunning, he was eager to do nothing.

Time is too urgent, but the enemy's strength is not something you can resist. Ling Xian was so anxious that he seemed to be different from the ant on the hot pan. At this moment, an old voice came from behind to his ears:

"I'm a guest from afar, but this guy is too reckless. If I'm a little weak, wouldn't it be cut by you in two pieces? It's not helpful to be restless and impatient in practicing. The fellow Taoist is still good, but his mood still needs to be sharpened." The voice came abruptly, and Ling Xian couldn't help but look a little surprised.

Could it be that I made a mistake? Isn’t this guy a ten thousand-year-old corpse?

This thought turned around in his mind. He felt a little relieved, but he still did not relax his vigilance. He turned around and looked at the other person carefully.

At this time, his expression was stunned, and a kind-eyed old man came into his eyes. Although he was sitting in the coffin, his face was full of immortality, and his demeanor was faintly revealed.

As for cultivation, it is unclear, and the spiritual consciousness cannot be detected at all. Ling Xian has never encountered this situation before. There is only one possibility, and the opponent's strength is far greater than his own.

"I'm too reckless just now, please don't mind if you give me a gift."

Ling Xian hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed. Although the other party was not a zombie, it did not mean that he could be careless and careless. The world of immortal cultivation is full of dangers, and there are countless people with sweet mouths and swords. Although this person looked kind and kind, An Zhi was not pretending to be a pretentious person and wanted to deceive himself and relax his vigilance?

As the saying goes, be careful and there is no big mistake. Unless Ling Xian is 100% sure, he will never be stupid and relaxed.

Besides, the mysterious old man seemed to notice Ling Xian's hostility, and a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Little guy, don't be nervous. I have no malice. Otherwise, although I am exhausted now, it will still be easy to kill a young monk in the realm of Transformation of God.

This tone was ridiculously loud, but Ling Xian couldn't tell from his complexion that he could not tell any oil that was gone. He couldn't help but feel confused, and the expression on his face became more and more alert.

"Why, my friend doesn't believe what I said, so let you see what I do?" Before the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Ling Xian from the air.

Their movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Ling Xian saw it and couldn't help but change his face. He never expected that the other party would turn against him.

This guy is unmatched.

Ling Xian's figure suddenly lost its trace from the spot.

Teleport!

This technique is extremely mysterious. The old man's grabbing suddenly fell into the empty space, and a little surprised appeared on his face:

"The secret technique of space is impossible. How can you master it if you are just a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage?"

However, no matter how shocked the truth is, the facts are clearly in front of you.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth: "It seems that I underestimate you. Unfortunately, this is just a small stone room. Otherwise, if it were an empty place, it would have taken me a few efforts to get you down."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hands and spit out an obscure mantra from his mouth.

What does the other party want?

A hint of panic appeared on Ling Xian's face.

But he didn't dare to attack at will. Just now, the Qianjiao Sword had been imprisoned by the other party. Ling Xian didn't want another natal treasure, and the Fire Phoenix Sword followed in the footsteps.

But it is definitely not appropriate to sit and wait for death. All the thoughts in my mind turned around. Ling Xian robe whipped her sleeves, and golden flames swarmed out of her sleeves.

It swung slightly and turned into a golden phoenix that pounced down like the other party.

Tianfeng Divine Fire!

The old man showed a touch of emotion on his face for the first time, but then he burst into laughter: "No, no, your little guy's strength is comparable to that of the Tongxuan realm. Unfortunately, it's still... a mantis arm blocking the car!"

Before he finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and a blue cloud flew out, and in a flash, it wrapped the Tianfeng Divine Fire.

But the matter was not over here. Then he raised his left hand and grabbed Ling Xian with one claw from the air again.

Thorn...

Of course, Ling Xian would not tie his hands up and wanted to reuse the same trick and teleport. However, as soon as he used the technique, he felt that the air became extremely hard, as if he had hit a wall.

What's going on?

Ling Xian was shocked.

The thoughts in my mind were like lightning. Could it be that the other party also mastered the law of space? Is this really an unknown old monster in the tribulation period living in seclusion here?

Ling Xian doesn't know.

After the teleportation failed, he had no time to react.

As the saying goes, if you are not careful, you will lose everything. At this moment, he has been imprisoned by the other party and cannot move.

hateful!

Ling Xian's face became extremely gloomy. Of course, he was unwilling to sit and wait for death and struggled desperately, but there was no effect. The opponent's strength was too strong.

"Don't be dying, I have no malice, otherwise I can kill you in one move at this moment."

The old man's voice came to his ears, and then he whipped his sleeves and a flash of light. Ling Xian felt that the air became like a copper wall and iron wall was restored as before, and he could act at will again.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior."

Ling Xian gave a deep tribute. This time he relaxed his vigilance and believed that the other party had no malice. Otherwise, the other party had just restrained himself and wanted to kill him was just a slight effort. There was no need to do this.

I felt relieved, but there were more and more doubts. Where did this old monster come from and what is its purpose?

But Ling Xian did not ask, and he believed that the other party would solve his doubts.

Sure enough, the other party waved his hand and the Thousand Dragon Sword that was imprisoned by him turned into a ray of cold light and flew over.

Ling Xian was overjoyed and hurriedly reached out to catch him.

The happy expression on his face was not fake at all.

There is nothing else, and the importance of the natal magic weapon to oneself is self-evident. If it is really destroyed, the consequences will definitely be extreme.

Fortunately, the worry is unnecessary, and the other party really has no malice.

Ling Xian put the Qianjiao sword in his arms, then bowed deeply: "Thank you for returning me to the treasure, I will be grateful to you for your great virtue."

"Why be polite? It was originally just that my friend was too impatient, otherwise I wouldn't have to do anything extra. Now I'll ask you, would you like to be my teacher?" (To be continued.)8
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