Ten Gods

"This... gone?!"

Seeing Lin Tian’s direct departure, heading towards the center of this holy mountain, all the monks could not help but move.

The Seven Treasures are here, there is absolutely no one in this place to compete with Lin Tian, ​​but Lin Tian is simply trying to take the Qibao Shenglu twice, and actually left at this moment, which makes everyone For the accident.

Liu Aoxian looked at the back of Lin Tian’s departure, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he finally did not say anything.

At the same time, the sound of the smashing sound rang, and some monks saw Lin Tian leave, and soon rushed to the holy shrine.

"Five-dimensional treasures!"

These monks were suddenly companions, no competition, and one of them came forward. This moment seems to have forgotten the picture that Lin Tian took the shrine and was shaken twice, even ignoring the enchantment outside the holy shrine. To the holy shrine.

There is no doubt that the monk at the beginning of this turn was immediately stunned by a distance of nearly a hundred feet.

Immediately, more monks came forward, unexpectedly at this time without any disputes, tried.

Then, stunned, muffled sounds, but all the monks who came forward were the first time to be shocked.

......

Before leaving the space, Lin Tian had already gone far away at this time.

After a certain distance, there are many ramps in this holy mountain, and each ramp is very spacious.

He raised his hand and waved a fist and landed on the ramp, causing no major damage to the surrounding walls.

“Is there a hidden sacred pattern that holds this holy mountain?”

He is talking to himself.

In the spot, he did not stop too much and continued to move forward.

After that, the ramp gradually became empty again, and there was another large space, and there were many stone chambers inside.

"boom!"

In this large space, there are already many monks. It is like walking from this other sacred road to this place. The hordes of monks are killing each other and vying for the treasures of some stone houses in this place. .

He looked around, at the northeast corner, a stone room filled with a lot of fairy medicine, there are ancient treasures and flowers and dragons and other treasures, for the strong turn of the road have a great use.

In the western corner, there is a medicine stove built in a stone room. There is still a blazing fire burning in it. Some wooden shelves in the room contain many Baodan jade bottles, some of which are even exposed, and the aroma is very strong. At first glance, it is not a product.

In the southern corner, there is a sacred pool in the stone room. There are many treasures around, some are finished products, the spirit is fierce, and others are defective, but they are still intertwined with extremely powerful power.

The stone rooms of other seats are also filled with all kinds of secret treasures.

Here, it is simply a treasure!

"I used to have the Qibao Zujun refining Dan here? Forging the soldiers?"

He is talking to himself.

Both the medicine stove and the Yanchi are here, and many of the medicinal herbs and weapons are obviously forged here.

After a pause, he didn't hesitate any more. He took a direct step and appeared in front of a stone room. He was attacked by several powerful runners who had attacked and killed dozens of treasures of Xuantian Peak. To the other stone room.

There are quite a few stone rooms in this space, and almost every stone room has good treasures.

"what!"

The screams sounded, and there were a lot of monks in this place. At this time, they were full of excitement, staring at the treasures in the stone chambers, madly going to fight for it, and the blood could not splash in this space.

This is the cruelty of the practice world. Once a treasure is discovered, competition and bloodshed are unusual.

"All rolling! Everything here is all less!"

Sen cold laughter echoed, a golden robe man was hands-on, holding a golden sword in his hand, it was a Vientiane-class **** soldier, a sword swayed, a group of monks in the vicinity fighting each other immediately suffered, directly turned into a blood fog dissipated.

In the distance, the monks in the early days of the dozens of turns looked at the sword in the hands of the men in the golden robe, and immediately horrified and quickly retired.

The golden robe man laughed and raised his hand as a sword, smashing toward the dozens of monks.

With a bang, the sword was very fast, and it fell to dozens of monks in the blink of an eye.

Awkward, dozens of blood mists exploded. Under the power of the Vientiane-class soldiers, these ordinary monks in the early days of the turn were simply unable to stop and died in the first place.

"It’s really slow to run."

The gold robe man taunts.

Immediately, the Vientiane-class Excalibur in his hand waved again, and it was a piece of monk blasting, which was difficult to resist.

Followed by a gray-shirted youth and nine middle-aged attendants, he followed behind him, and did not do it at this time.

"Hey!"

The sword is piercing, and it is a sword. The Vientiane-level killings are surging, and the dozens of monks are all smashed, and disappeared together with the soul.

"Get out all, otherwise, die!"

The golden robe man stands in this space, and all the monks in this space are like orders from the ancient kings.

In his hands, the Vientiane-level Excalibur slashed in a row, destroying the arrogance of the swordsman, and the sword was extremely embarrassing.

Time, the blood blasted more, so that a group of monks in this space could not help but all came down, all of them were full of horror, but also some horrified look at the Jinpao man, the other side actually wants They all got out, it’s too overbearing!

However, even so, these people are afraid to speak out because they know that the identity of the man in the golden robe is the son of the sect of the sorcerer, and the sect of the sorcerer, the rumor will soon break through to the five dimensions. And, there is a very strange mystery, even if it is five top-level sects, and in unnecessary situations, it is not willing to work with the sorcerer.

"Not rolling yet?"

The golden robe man is cold, and the Vientiane-level sword in his hand creaks, and the fierce sword seems to suppress everything.

Behind him, the gray man was silent, and the other nine middle-aged attendants were indifferent.

In this space, a group of monks looked at the men in the golden robe. Many people couldn't help but bite their teeth. There was anger in their eyes. However, after all, they did not dare to attack. Some people began to retreat, and their faces retreated unwillingly.

They are just very ordinary monks, without strong support from the support of the forces, repairing to the strongest is only the turn of the peak, this is not the opponent of the golden robe man holding the Vientiane-level Excalibur, can not stop. Even if it can block, the monks are extremely afraid of the forces behind the Jinpao men, and they simply do not dare to offend.

So, what can I do now?

"Hey!"

The sword screams, the golden robe man smiles, looks at the monks who have retired from the outside, and raises his hand and throws it out.

The Vientiane-class treasures are breathtaking, under the sword, and the strongest of the dozens of revolutions blasted out.

"Get a little faster, slower, and give you a lesson."

The golden robe man carries the Vientiane-level Excalibur and glances at the monks, just like the invincible sword **** at the top of the heavens and the earth.

A group of monks are even more angry, they are already going out, and the golden robe man is still ruthlessly killing!

How hot? !

Some of them can't help but want to do it, but in the end they are forced to endure and go back faster.

Because, really can not afford to rob the Jinpao man.

The Jinpao man was very satisfied, but at the next moment, the donkey was cold again and looked at the northeast corner.

There, Lin Tianzheng benefits in a stone room, collecting some Baodan.

"Find something to die! Didn't hear the lesser words?!"

Looking coldly at Lin Tian, ​​the golden robe man raised his hand and went to Lin Tianyi with a sword.

The fierce sword is shocking.

Lin Tian took a bottle filled with jade dew in the stone room, and moved sideways to avoid the sword.

With a bang, this stone room bears this sword on the front, but it is not damaged. Even the swords have not been left behind. It is a hidden sacred pattern.

He stood in the stone room and looked at the man in the golden robe. The nephew seemed a little indifferent: "Don't find yourself uncomfortable."

This golden robe man, he naturally knows, before Yuyao Yu and he told me that the son of Mu Guanqing, the sorcerer of the sorcerer, was adored by the sorcerer.

"It's him!"

In this place, some monks have already withdrawn from the scene. At this time, I saw this scene. Looking at Lin Tian, ​​I quickly recognized Lin Tian. Many people could not help but move.

Before, in the sea outside the ancestral sea, Lin Tian will kill the three young masters of the family, and then even the family's son of the child will be forced to escape, many people know.

Moreover, Lin Tian is from Siweitian and has something to do with Yuyao. These people also know.

After Mu Guanqing, nine middle-aged attendants collected a lot of information before this, and they all knew Lin Tian. One of them looked at Lin Tian, ​​and then went up a few steps. He whispered a few words with Mu Guanqing. The information about Lin Tian was quickly submitted to Mu Guanqing, including the origin of Lin Tian, ​​including the things that Lin Tian and Yu Yaozhen knew, including Lin Tian’s killing of the project and the death of Jiang Yanyan.

"Dare to kill the project, your dog is not too small! Can force the Yan Yanfeng escape, the strength is not bad! However, then what, still only from the four-dimensional days of the low-lying indigenous! Only low-lying indigenous, dare In this tone and the lesser speech?" Mu Guanqing eyes cold, raising his hand is a sword, once again to Lin Tian: "What is the relationship with Yuyao Yao? Can you let Yujia protect you? Yujia those old antiques For the low-level indigenous people from your four-dimensional area, you have a bad joke with my father!"

With a bang, Ling Li Jian Mang turbulent, intertwined with Vientiane-level Shengwei, straight to Lin Tian’s neck.

"Take your dog's head and give it to the family. The family will be very happy. The relationship with my magical witch gods will be close to me. It is an absolute good thing for my magical witch gods! Father must I will sneer at me!" He sneered: "At that time, based on my father's ability, plus a family on the side, even if you and Yuyao 兮 relationship to the limit, Yujia is still helpless! Because, this is in the For the family's three young masters revenge and hate! If he is dissatisfied with the feathers, ask the family to answer!"