It is tolerant, but who is tolerant?

Lin Xuan just doesn't want to cause trouble, which doesn't mean he is timid and afraid of things.

Although the magic power of the three people in front of me was the same as that of themselves, and they were all in the middle stage of foundation building, they were not unsure of destroying them with their treasures and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Art they had practiced.

"What do you want?"

The murderous intent on Lin Xuan's face flashed, but the warm-hearted look made the yellow monk frightened. Subconsciously, he felt fear. He seemed to have done something stupid, and the boy in front of him could not be provoked.

However, this person is typically a fool.

He shook his head and threw this feeling behind his head. He was alone in the square, let alone a small casual cultivator. Do he dare to provoke his disciples from Biyun Mountain?

And there are three people here, and when you start fighting, it doesn’t matter what, it doesn’t matter that you will be at a disadvantage.

Thinking of this, he became bolder and thrust his chest and took a talisman from his arms.

"Ask the Heart Talisman?" Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, boy, I didn't expect you to know each other." The monk in yellow looked arrogant: "This is just right, so I won't give you more explanations. You put this talisman on your body and answer our questions. If you don't lie, you will let you go."

I have seen a fool, but I have never seen anyone who can be so stupid. Lin Xuan was already angry and laughed. Who is this fool who he thinks he is, the head of Biyun Mountain, or a master of the Dan Condensation Stage?

He actually spoke to himself in such a arrogant attitude.

The other two Biyun Mountain monks also frowned. Junior Brother Zhang did this too much. After all, the other party was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so how could he be so merciless?

The middle-aged man in the head had quietly locked the storage bag. He was afraid that Lin Xuan would take the risk in anger. However, he breathed a sigh of relief next time, because Lin Xuan was indeed very angry when he first heard this sentence, but after struggling and hesitating, he chose to surrender and stretched out his hand in depression: "Give me the questioning tale."

"It seems that I am too careless. How dare ordinary casual cultivators fight against Biyun Mountain?"

The steady monk had just turned this thought into his mind, and a sudden change occurred. Lin Xuan took advantage of the moment of going to take the questioning tale and opened his mouth and a ray of sword light was sprayed out by him.

At this time, he was only a few feet away from the yellow-shirt monk. At such a close distance, not to mention dodging, I was afraid that I would not even have time to react. Junior Brother Zhang still had an arrogant smile on his face, but a blood hole appeared in his throat.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man in the lead was shocked. His first reaction was to retreat and turn on the spiritual shield at the same time. When a layer of light green light appeared around his body, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put his hand into the storage bag to get the spiritual weapon. A light flashed in front of him, but a dagger shot towards him.

The middle-aged man took a breath and injected all his magic power into the shield. He practiced the "Qingjiao" in the ground and was famous for his defense. Although the other party used spiritual weapons, he was confident that there was no problem with taking this attack.

Although Junior Brother Zhang took it upon himself, he was a descendant of his master in the secular world. He had to take this young man and hand it over to his master for his retribution, otherwise his two men would be very guilty.

When the middle-aged man was thinking this way, the dagger had already arrived in front of him as lightning. With a sneer, the light green light was blocked for only one second, and then it made a painful whine, shattering like a bubble.

"How is it possible? His spiritual shield is enough to withstand the attack of the top-grade spiritual weapon. Is he using the top-grade spiritual weapon... No, no, the top-grade spiritual weapon does not have such power."

With endless doubts and unwillingness, the middle-aged man passed away.

Seeing the two fellow disciples fall, the last monk in Biyun Mountain was so scared that he was terrified and held the spiritual weapon in his hand tightly.

...

After a moment, Lin Xuan escaped and left here.

He held three storage bags in his hand and killed the disciples of the three giants, so Lin Xuan naturally wanted to leave this place of failure as soon as possible.

In order not to encounter trouble, he deliberately did not return from the same route, but chose a route that was rarely visited after studying the map in the jade tube.

Although it will take several more days to walk along this road, Lin Xuan thinks it is still quite worth it compared to encountering danger and trouble.

After rushing for several hours, the sky gradually became dark, and Lin Xuan chose a place to land.

It’s not that he was tired of flying, but that it was clearly stated in the Jade Twin Shop that the nights in the Kuiyin Mountains are much more dangerous than during the day, and because of the detour, he has already arrived in the depths of the Kuiyin Mountains.

Lin Xuan didn't want to meet any powerful monster for no reason. If it was a level 2, it would be okay, but if it was a level 3 monster, it would be a big deal.

After rushing for a day, although he was a cultivator, Lin Xuan felt a little tired. He sat cross-legged and prepared to meditate and recover his strength, but suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure.

Lin Xuan was shocked and quickly restrained his breath.

A moment later, a dazzling light roared from the sky.

Master of the Dan Condensation Stage!

Lin Xuan showed a look of horror on his face. Fortunately, the other party seemed to be on the way and did not pay attention to the scene below, otherwise he would definitely find himself.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Lin Xuan stopped hesitating and immediately took out a hidden spirit pill from his arms and took it. In conjunction with the secret technique of restraining breath in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Technique, it should be safer now.

One night passed.

Lin Xuan looked up at the horizon and said nothing.

Throughout the night, Lin Xuan sensed at least dozens of lights passing by here. Among them, not only were there cultivators from the righteous path, but there were no fewer strange demon cultivators, but what was even more terrifying was that there were actually many masters in the alchemy stage.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but want to smile bitterly. He originally planned to choose a relatively remote route, but unexpectedly, he caught up with the gathering of monks.

But what happened when so many monks from the righteous and demonic paths flew in one direction at the same time?
Chapter completed!