Chapter 604: Meeting and sharing the same evil

Style: Historical Author: little fishWords: 2034Update Time: 24/02/20 20:38:13
Facts have proved that Yang Lin's act of transforming into a fire crow is very deceptive. The seventy-two transformations are worthy of being one of the most powerful transformation techniques in the world of Journey to the West that can hide from three disasters and nine disasters.

If you are a very advanced person, you may feel something in your heart when you see the fire crow he has transformed into. If you do some calculations, you may be able to find some clues. However, these fire crows, who are beginning to gain intelligence and are as ignorant as children, cannot Obviously he doesn't have this ability.

Among the fire crows, Yang Lin spotted a particularly naughty little crow, and his consciousness was locked on it, sometimes flying high, sometimes diving, sometimes turning left and right, and he remembered the flight path in the air. , I have some confidence in my heart.

He discovered that this mountain-protecting formation was not actually the center of the formation, but had some kind of huge mana source radiating extremely powerful firepower, laying down a dense invisible fire net covering the entire island, with three layers inside and three outside. Layer, covered with water.

People who don't know the path will be alerted once they sneak in, and then they will be attacked wildly by thousands of fire crows. As long as they are not a master with extraordinary abilities and have entered the realm of Daluo, or have a restrained magic weapon, once they are caught in the fire, they will basically be attacked. It can be said that the game is over.

Now it's his turn to take action. Although there is a paper man outside the island, Yang Lin is still cautious, for fear of alarming Luo Xuan, the Immortal in Flame on the island.

That person was more famous than Ma Yuan, and he was considered a powerful master among the outer disciples of Jie Jiao. On the original development line, he caused great trouble for Xiqi's soldiers and horses. He once stopped Xiqi's army with one person's power.

This kind of person is at least the cultivation level of the late Golden Immortal. Not only does he have strong cultivation, but he also has deep roots and has received the inheritance of a saint. Moreover, he has many powerful magic weapons and is a rich man.

To be honest, even if Yang Lin now considers himself to be a very strong master among true immortals, with a semi-finished innate five-element cave and the mental power of the middle-level Golden Immortal, he dare not say that he can beat this flame. Zhongxian.

There are too many leaps forward, the cultivation level is not comparable, the inheritance of skills does not have much advantage, and the protective magic weapon is even less than flattering. As a result, it is very dangerous to face it in real life.

However, he is not here to destroy the mountain and exterminate the family, but to get information. When the real thing cannot be done, he is still sure to escape.

With the ground-vertical golden light method, which is the somersault cloud that returns to its origin, there are not many spells and magical powers that can stop him from escaping, especially when the opponent is completely defenseless.

After passing through the Fire Crow Formation, Yang Lin followed the wind and transformed into a clear fly. He flew silently and quietly towards the exquisite hall ahead.

Don't look at the dangerous surroundings of Fire Dragon Island. The heat wave is like burning the sky and boiling the sea. After passing the formation, the situation inside the island was completely unexpected.

There is no trace of fire at all, but it is refreshing and pleasant.

Flowers are blooming in front of you, the mountains and waters are beautiful everywhere, spiritual energy forms clouds, and there are boys picking spiritual fruits and cultivating fairy tea.

There are also fairies, birds and spiritual beasts playing to their heart's content, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

"Sure enough, a truly famous immortal will never wrong himself, occupy a dojo, and always run a business. These creatures at the top of the food chain can live a life like an emperor by any means. If not If the killings start again, they may not be too lazy to go out and compete for the slightest benefit."

Yang Lin paused for a moment, then the transformed Qingfly flew towards the direction where the human voice came from.

During the flight, he did not use any magic power. He treated himself as a mortal object and did not disturb any spiritual energy.

Nearby, it fell in a side hall filled with the fragrance of tea, and on a hibiscus tree outside the window. It was as motionless as a dead branch and a leaf. Its ears were already standing up, and a pair of compound eyes reflected two figures. .

There was a man with a yellow face and a beard who looked a bit rough. He was wearing a red Taoist robe and was doing the elegant thing of making tea and entertaining guests, but he still couldn't see the slightest bit of elegance.

The man rolled his eyes strangely and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ma, why are you in such an awkward situation? Last time I saw you, I swore that I would help Junior Wen take down Dongyi and kill everyone... The words are still ringing in my ears, look. Go up, it seems like you are not doing well?"

Not only is it not very good.

Even the innate one-qi grappler, which took hundreds of years of practice, was abolished.

The third hand, which has infinite magical functions, only has a few roots left. I don’t know how long it will take to grow it again.

Although the red-robed Taoist Liu Huan was not one of the first outer disciples to join the sect, but was pushed by his senior brother Luo Xuan to join the Jiejiao sect, and was even a marginal disciple who had not heard the sermons of Master Tongtian, he could still be regarded as a golden disciple after all. Early stage of immortality.

Naturally, his combat power is far inferior to Ma Yuanlai's, but his vision is still good.

The tens of thousands of "immortals" in Jiejiao like to gather together to discuss Taoism, eat, drink and have fun. There are no secrets on weekdays.

Seeing Ma Yuan's state at this time, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and a sense of superiority arose spontaneously.

Although I started at a later age than you and am less capable than you, I am not as miserable as you.

No, please come to your door.

Ma Yuan sat down on the Jindun, picked up the fairy tea and drank it in a big gulp, not caring about losing face.

The big defeat just now had destroyed a lot of his spirit, and his ambitions were all gone. At this time, he was full of thoughts of revenge. He didn't have the patience to chat with Liu Huan. He just asked: "Senior Brother Luo Xuan Well, but on the island, I have to ask him to help me this time, and I will be grateful afterwards."

"Senior brother, he has been in seclusion these days. Master has summoned him. He cannot go out to cause trouble unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise disaster will be imminent... You know senior brother's temperament. He will never dare to disobey the summons without reason."

"Maybe wake him up?"

Ma Yuan's face was full of disappointment.

If Luo Xuan doesn't come out of the mountain, wouldn't he have no hope of revenge? Hate it.

It would be difficult to relieve the anger in my heart without peeling off the boy's tendons and burning him alive.

Liu Huan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corner of his mouth: "You know what senior brother is like. Since he is in seclusion, the magic weapon that seals the quiet room is naturally the 'Thousand Miles of Clouds and Smoke'. Not to mention that you can't get close, even if you want to alarm him, It’s extremely difficult, so Brother Ma, don’t think too much about it. However, whose hands did you fall into this time, but the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao? I didn’t hear that they went to the Dongyi battlefield. Could it be that? Is there any other master who dares to offend my disciples?"

"It's not the Twelve Golden Immortals. That man's swordsmanship seems to be a direct descendant of Taoism. I don't know which disciple he is. His skin is fine and his flesh is rough, but he seems to be of the Jade Cauldron lineage."

A fierce light flashed in Ma Yuan's eyes, and he suddenly smiled and said: "It's a pity that Junior Brother Liu Huan doesn't have a powerful magic weapon in his hand. Otherwise, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with that person."