With a gentle tilt, a red light suddenly shot out from the talisman.

Bo...

A light sound.

However, it shot into an inconspicuous place in the void. In an instant, the space fluctuated suddenly, and the void seemed to have been dissolved, and the channel about a meter in diameter appeared in sight.

Lin Xuan flew out without saying a word.

"Ye, why did Ye appear here? Zhong... what about Mr. Zhong?"

Unfortunately, as soon as he appeared, before he could even stand firm, he heard a scream in his ear. The sound seemed a little familiar. Lin Xuan was a little surprised and raised his head.

Just in front of me, more than a hundred immortal cultivators were standing densely.

All of them are above the Cave Xuan, and there are even seven or eight old monsters at the level of dispersed gods scattered. The person in charge is an old man with silver hair, full of surprise, as if he was about the same as seeing a ghost.

The expressions of the others around him seemed to be different.

They all stared wide and their mouths were so open that they could even swallow duck eggs.

"Why are you still alive? You're not already scattered?"

The old man with silver hair had bitterness on his face and said dryly that he had already had some confusion in his heart, but no matter what, he was unwilling to believe his guess. Uncle Zhong was an immortal cultivator in the Little Tribulation Period. He had crossed a great realm than Lin Xuan and had also understood the laws of heaven and earth. How could such an existence could be defeated by Lin Xuan?

However, when he said that, Lin Xuan's terror flowed through his mind again and again. During the battle of the Tianyan Mountains, weren't they full of confidence, but what was the result?

This little boy Lin is not an ordinary cultivator, no... he is simply a person who is as easy as eating. With such an existence, if one-on-one, is it really impossible to defeat Uncle Zhong?

Although he was unwilling to believe this in his heart, deep down, there was a voice reminding him over and over again. He told him not to deceive himself. The cultivator in the Little Tribulation Period may not be better than this Lin boy.

"The souls are gone, hehe, do you guys think that just a monster Zhong can deal with Lin?"

Lin Xuan's sneering voice came into his ears. When things came to this point, how could he not know what the other party was relying on?

"I have really met Uncle Zhong. What about his family?"

Next to him, the old man in a soap robe looked scared. When things came to this point, he finally couldn't hold back.

All the other monks held their breath. They would wait here, and they originally planned to flatter him after Monster Zhong came out. Unexpectedly, what they were waiting for was such a result. Everyone was mentally prepared, and their expressions were naturally hard to see.

No, it’s not enough to describe it, but to be honest, it’s horror.

The originally foolproof pillar suddenly collapsed and suddenly lost its backbone. It felt like the difference between hell from heaven and fell into heaven.

"Myster Zhong?"

A strange look appeared on Lin Xuan's face, and this was the result he wanted. Therefore, naturally he would not keep anything behind his back.

"Are you talking about this guy?"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xuan brushed his sleeves and a blue light shot out from his sleeves.

Then the light subsided, and an ice sculpture about an inch wide appeared.

No...there is no ice sculpture, it is simply a Yuanying, sealed inside by great magical powers. It appears vividly.

"Uncle Zhong!"

The old man with silver hair shrank slightly, and then rubbed his eyes hard with his hands, for fear that he would misread it. However, his facial features, eyebrows and eyes. Who else is it if it wasn't Mr. Zhong?

The immortal cultivator who was still arrogant a moment ago, the most genius figure in this sect for thousands of years. The powerful immortal cultivator who advanced to the small tribulation period, at this moment, his body has been erased, and the remaining lonely Nascent Soul has also been frozen.

Such a result is not much more than the scattered soul.

Miserable, very helpless!

This is the head of the Linggui Sect. There are no less than 100,000 cultivators in this sect. Even the high-level cultivators in front of you have nearly a hundred.

Lin Xuan was in the den of a dragon and tiger, and there was only one person.

It is logical that who is stronger and who is weak is clear at a glance.

However, Lin Xuan, who should be the weak, looked arrogant at this moment, while those cultivators from the Linggui Sect had no fighting spirit.

Some faces are like earth, some have their eyes circling, their eyes wandering, all of which are dodging, and they don’t know what they are thinking about in their hearts.

Someone even said that a "giggle" sound came to his ears. Lin Xuan's eyes swept over, but saw the other party shivering, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Although there are many people, they are a group of mobs.

Well, it is somewhat unsuitable to say this. The correct thing is that when facing Lin Xuan, the cultivators of Linggui Sect have no fighting spirit. They don’t have to fight this battle, and they know that they will definitely lose.

But is this what everyone is like?

But not necessarily!

The Linggui Sect has been inherited from ancient times and is the largest sect family in Baifan County.

How could such a force lack loyal figures?

For example, the old man with silver hair.

Although he also knew that Lin Xuan was terrible, even Mr. Zhong, who had high hopes, was defeated by him. However, he could not do anything to let him give up the Linggui Sect and escape.

Vow to live and die with the sect!

"Dear brothers, don't be afraid. This is the head of our sect. There are countless traps and restrictions. The power of the Little Guard Sect formation is far from comparable to the Spirit Ghost Five Elements Array that was temporarily laid out. The number of people that this sect can mobilize is as many as 100,000. It can also consume him to death. As long as we work together, we can definitely defeat Xiaozidi Lin... Junior Brother Ma, what are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into shock and anger.

Lin Xuan was also dumbfounded. He was listening to the old man with silver hair, like a cultivator in his fellow disciples, and Lin Xuan looked alert. How could he not know the reason why ants bite the elephant to death? What's more, the head of the Linggui Sect is not an exaggeration to say that the dragon pond and tiger den is a dragon. If the other party is really united, let alone he is alone, even with Senior Brother Long and the elite disciples brought by our sect, it is far from enough.

Unexpectedly, the old monster Zhong fell, and the other party still had such a loyal immortal cultivator. Lin Xuan admired it, but from an opposite perspective, the silver-haired old man had to kill him.

Otherwise, if the other party really gathers enough morale, his original plan will become something like a mirror and a moon.

This is something Lin Xuan would never tolerate.

With his personality, he is naturally not a drag-on character. He is trying to use his great powers to eliminate the silver-haired old man, but unexpectedly someone will do it first than him.
Chapter completed!