Before the ending, Bai Yueguang is back [Quick Transmigration]

This group of cultivators seemed to have underestimated the boy, and they did not attack him in groups, but wanted to step forward one by one to subdue this demon cultivator.

It's just that the cultivation level is not enough. What about the Zhaxing Teng Snake Monster Scroll? It exists in the Yanggui Secret Realm, and there is Jingque who wants to practice and compete. It must be a good skill in the magic way.

The sword cultivator in white in his arms was already unconscious, his eyelashes drooped slightly like crow feathers, and there was no trace of fear in his amber eyes.

The young monk who rushed up was controlled by a cloud of black mist. Lin Shang didn't kill anyone, but the monk was timid and passed out.

The few remaining people were about to rush forward, but when they saw this, they felt timid again, looked at each other, and hesitated whether to go forward.

Obviously the demon cultivator didn't make any movements, but the black mist appeared and disappeared out of thin air, enveloping the whole person and making it impossible to see the movements clearly. In just an instant, the cultivator lost consciousness.

"What are you waiting for! Don't give it to me!" the elder roared angrily.

The disciple of the sect clenched the sword in his hand and stabbed at the young man. Yu Jiuzhong's fingertips trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

It shouldn't be like this... That demon cultivator boy didn't do anything wrong, and he didn't do anything despicable even when he met a conspicuous orthodox monk like him on the street that day.

But now, to treat the boy like this, Yu Jiuzhong couldn't convince himself to join it.

Moxiu... is it really the most evil?

He had seen Jingque just now, and he had also seen Dongfangsu, but the young man was different from them. Even though he was wearing a black robe and wrapped around his wrist with a black snake, he hadn't done anything harmful to nature.

Why can't he spare his life?

The group of monks surrounded the young man in black, the blade of the sword gleamed with cold light, and Lin Shang frowned at that awe-inspiring appearance.

The so-called Tao...why?

Lin Shang put Shen Weichen down carefully, and then faced the group of monks with different expressions but equally hostile eyes.

If it goes against their way, it is evil, and if it goes against the will of God, it is evil.

That's - just ridiculous.

The young man in black had a cold expression, and a devouring cold air flowed from those clean and penetrating amber eyes. There was no killing intent in his eyes, but a strange devilish aura suddenly rose around him.

Zhai Xingteng snake demon scroll, since being selected by the demon scroll, Lin Shang just took the black snake to fight.

But now, it can't anymore.

The demon cultivator's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his slender white fingertips were gently pinched.

He hasn't used it yet, so every stroke is extremely slow, but between the fingertips, there are strands of black mist, which looks like he is casting some weird spell.

With a serious expression on his face, the black snake crawled from his wrist all the way to the boy's shoulders, with his upper limbs propped up to attack, as if someone interrupted the boy's execution, and that person would be killed.

How could those elders just watch Lin Shang succeed in pinching the decision? When the young man started to make those cumbersome gestures with his fingertips, the small black mist seemed to sense something and appeared in front of everyone. Compared with the original appearance , it became bigger and bigger, the black mist seemed to tear something apart, the mist protruded out and then silently retracted.

Repeated several times, it is really weird.

"All disciples listen to the order!" The elder shouted.

"Yes!" Many monks responded immediately.

"Place up!"

Swiping two fingers across the sword body, a cold light flashed across the cold sword body, until the tip of the sword seemed to carry powerful spiritual power to destroy everything.

The group of sword cultivators stood one by one, as if they were some kind of formation.

The galloping flying clouds pressed down on the swaying treetops, rolling in the current.The wind howled.Withered grass and fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, dust was everywhere, and Lin Shang's robe was swept up in a wanton arc by the wind.

The sky and the earth suddenly turned gray and white, only the black figure stood there with indestructible power.

The dark clouds that were about to be suppressed swept across the sky like a storm, and the purple lightning flashed in the sky like dark strings in the turbulent clouds.

The young man seemed to be immersed in his own world, and nothing in the outside world could distract him.

The movements of the fingertips, which were as delicate as green onions, became smoother and smoother, and the thunder and lightning in the air struck down from the air towards Xuanyi Moxiu with a deafening roar.

In the strong wind, Lin Shang's fingertips froze, and his thin red lips drew an evil arc.

Even though the magic cultivator is afraid of the lightning-guiding formation, it is... a step behind him.

The joyful smiles that hadn't yet bloomed on the faces of the elders suddenly froze.

At the place where the wind stopped, leaves fell all over the ground, and was struck by the thunder, the Xuanyi Demon Cultivator smiled wantonly, and the one resisting the thunder was actually...a fog snake?

The black atomized snake has only its shape.

The black mist seemed to be biting the thunder tightly, and the black mist and the purple thunder and lightning kept fighting.

One side vowed to kill the demon cultivator, and the other was the young man who had become a demon cultivator and wanted to live.

There are many monks in Jinglei who can make up for the exhausted spiritual power, but Lin Shang controls Mist Snake alone. Although it is effortless now, it will be disadvantageous in the end.

The other hand was raised, and the fingertips drew strange shapes in the air.

The black snake jumped off him quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the black snake disappeared.

Amber eyes slowly glanced at the array positions where several monks were standing.

After breaking your formation, let's see how you can still use the lightning-guiding formation.

The elder saw Lin Shang's movements, but he hadn't realized what the demon cultivator was going to do.There was a hissing sound in the ears, and the screams of several monks.

"There are snakes!"

Dense swarms of snakes meandered and crawled over from various places in Liuning Mountain. Pairs of small and dangerous vertical pupils stared at many monks closely with a cold and bloodthirsty light. Mouth spit out.

They don't seem to be attacking blindly, but moving towards a place purposefully.

There, a number of monks were concentrating on running their spiritual energy to support the formation.

The elder's face was ugly, and only then did he know what Lin Shang paid attention to.

The rest of the monks stopped them one after another, but after all, there were so many snakes densely packed, it would take a while even to use a large-scale spell.

Suddenly, the world shook.The whole Liuning Mountain seemed to shake.

Jing Que only felt that there seemed to be something swimming under his feet, passing through the mountain peaks.

A huge black snake appeared from the bottom and broke through the blue formation. The formation was suddenly broken, and those monks had no time to restrain their spiritual power, so they spat out a mouthful of blood.

The turbulent dark clouds in the sky also dissipated immediately, and the purple thunder that split the sky and the earth also disappeared.

The Mist Snake turned back into a cloud of black mist.Those elders and monks all looked terrified.

The thunder did not hurt the other party at all, Xuanyi Moxiu had a fair complexion, and there was an inexplicable tinge of color in his exquisite facial features.

Seeing the group of monks fighting with the snakes, the young man in Xuanyi turned around and helped Shen Weichen who had passed out from a coma.

He put Shen Weichen's hand on his shoulder, and wrapped his arms around the other's waist tightly.

The Qingshuang sword seemed to be psychic, and the blade fell at Lin Shang's feet.

Seeing this, Lin Shang chuckled lightly: "It's much more sensible than this group of orthodox monks."

Even when he was about to leave, Lin Shang did not forget to sarcastically say a few words.

The group of monks immediately looked ugly. Hearing the words, they were about to rush up, but they were swept away by the giant snake's tail and onto the tree trunk. They spat out another mouthful of blood, and the sword in their hands fell to the ground with a clang.

The lightning-guiding formation has been broken, and the Black Snake has transformed into a mountain at this time, without the intervention of the formation, it is even more wanton.

Those inorganic cold snake pupils narrowed, staring at the tiny human beings, with a bloodthirsty and cold breath.

Lin Shang helped Shen Weichen step on Qingshuang Jianjian, and the Lingjian buzzed all over, and it was suspended in the air.

The figures of the two left Liuning Mountain like a stream of light. Lin Shang raised his hand and drew patterns with his fingertips. The giant snake that was fighting with the group of monks just now disappeared suddenly.

Lin Shang turned his head, and the black mist gradually filled Liuning Mountain, and gradually he couldn't see the whole mountain clearly. Those monks and Flying Star Cultists all ran away in a hurry.

On Lin Shang's slender wrist, the black snake was summoned back out of thin air, and licked the boy's fingertips flatteringly.

"Stop playing with them," Lin Shang said.

Shen Weichen has already spent too much spiritual power to deal with Dongfang Su, the most important thing now is to let the man have a good rest.

Baizhang Peak can't go back now, and it's impossible for Lin Shang to bring Shen Weichen into the trap.They found an uninhabited cave, although there was only a stone bed in it, it seemed that someone had hidden there before, although it was full of dust, it gave them a place to stay.

179 Seeing that Lin Shang frowned, he struggled to support Shen Weichen, and did not put Bai Yijian Xiu on the stone bed for a long time.It understood immediately, and hurriedly told Lin Shang the formula of cleaning technique.

After a while, the dull dust disappeared, and the stone bed became clean.

Lin Shang put Shen Weichen on the stone bed, and fell into a dilemma the next second.

He is a demon cultivator, unable to heal Shen Weichen's breath.

[Qingshuang Sword can. 】

The Qingshuang Sword is a man's natal sword. It is psychic and nourishes spiritual power. Just passing a little bit to a man is enough for the other party to adjust his breathing.

As if he knew his role, the Qingshuang sword that was put aside suddenly hung in the air, the whole body of the sword was buzzing, emitting a faint light, and the spiritual power was continuously transmitted from the body of the sword to Shen Weichen's body.

That Qingshuang sword is loyal to its master after all, and the spiritual power contained in the sword body has not been reserved at all, but Shen Weichen doesn't need this. He opened his dark and cold pupils, and raised his hand to take the Qingshuang sword in his hand.

Putting Qingshuang sword back, Bai Yi Jianxiu's eyes fell on Lin Shang.

The exquisite and beautiful Moxiu was wearing a black robe, and his figure was slender but inexplicably a little glamorous and cold.Just looking at Shen Weichen's eyes, there is a gentle smile like water flowing in his amber eyes.

"I snatched you here."

What is evil, no one can snatch a man away from him.

Shen Weichen gently closed his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes.

he knows.

He got up and meditated, and used his thoughts to induce the powerful spiritual power in Dantian to flow on the eight extraordinary meridians to heal his injuries.

Just after finishing all this, there seemed to be a few noisy voices outside.

Lin Shang looked over from the entrance of the cave, and the black snake immediately spat out the letter vigilantly.

"They are here!"

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I'm not feeling well, I was planning to ask for leave...

Hey...however, the eight-pack abs were so full of vigor that he picked off another little red flower!

This world will probably end tomorrow, Chumi!

The next new book is rolling for collection, collection will not get lost ~

"When the slag breaks through into the white lotus [Transmigration Book]"

Lu Xingwan, the scumbag who has always been a beautiful woman, and who is full of nonsense, has crossed over.

Looking at the slender beauty in the mirror, Lu Xingwan wiped his nosebleed.

The cannon fodder brother of the vicious female supporting role in Mr. Bazong's novel?

Lu Xingwan said that this will not affect his return to his old career and create greater glories.

But then he gave up, as long as he was OOC, he would be attacked by the cold like falling into an ice cave, Lu Xingwan was a pig and didn't give up.

So I could only watch the plot develop aggrievedly, until one night I was forcefully pulled into an alley.

Lu Xingwan: This kind of trick that I have played so badly...

But after seeing who it was, Lu Xingwan was heartbroken even though he didn't have OOC.

The man who had always been aloof and abstinent had a playful and frivolous smile on his face, and his hoarse and sexy voice slid past his ears.

"Seduce me? Huh?"

Lu Xingwan was dumbfounded.

【small theater】

Lu Xingwan went on a blind date with the beautiful daughter along the plot.

In a high-end western restaurant, even if the other party is a girl, Lu Xingwan is very considerate to draw a chair for the other party, cut a steak, and order hot drinks.

Qian Jin was very moved and planned to make an appointment for the next meeting.

It's just that before the meal was finished, a handsome man walked in and pulled Lu Xingwan away with a fierce expression.

The next day, Qian Jin saw the news in the newspaper that President Shen kissed a certain young man forcefully.

The young man who was pressed against the wall and couldn't see clearly was wearing the same suit as Lu Xingwan.

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I heard that the president of Shen's Group is ruthless and arrogant. He is cold and aloof.

The eyes of the young man who was ruthlessly loved and possessed were shining. If he hadn't been weak all over, he would definitely jump up and wring the head of the person who said this.

On his body, the restrained and handsome man gasped in a low voice, and leaned close to his ear.

"Your voice is really nice."

The fake white lotus is really made in heaven, and in the waves, the little white dragon is attacked by a strong man with a lot of sex and money, a lot of power, and a strong possessiveness.

.感谢在2020-03-1016:24:16~2020-03-1123:47:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: meaning 10 bottles;