What a lifelike map of mountains and rivers!

Qin Xianyu only saw the image of the mountain and river viewing immortals, and then his head touched the image of the mountain and river viewing immortals.

Then, the world turned around and the world turned around.

His eyes went dark.

There is no moonlight, no cliff.

In a vague way, Liu Quan shouted loudly: "Who are you?"

The loud shout was full of unwillingness, and I felt sad and sad.

Just as Qin Xianyu's head was empty and he was about to faint, a quiet voice was heard as he heard the echo of this shrill voice, and said lightly: "Lin Jingtang."

The voice was calm and indifferent, almost imperceptible under the lingering sound of Liu Quan's roaring shouting, but it was so loud.

"It turns out that this sword immortal is named Lin Jingtang."

Just thinking about this, Qin Xianyu no longer knew the human affairs and fainted.

Above the cliff, the night wind is cool.

Lin Jingtang's white clothes fluttered, his expression was dull.

The two perfect figures on the opposite side were already hysterical and almost crazy. Liu Quan smiled grimly and said, "The young man has entered the mountain and river viewing of the immortal map. This immortal map will not be used again within ten years!"

Lin Jingtang ignored it, his eyes fell under the cliff, watching the immortal map flying between the cliffs and gradually falling towards the bottom of the cliff.

Liu Quan and Baimu took advantage of his eyes falling under the cliff and looked at each other, "Take it!"

Both of them used all their means, fierce and violent, with a mighty qi, and they dared not refuse at all.

Faced with that amazing method, Lin Jingtang was still calm and ignored it, just pointing it together.

The mountain wind is cool at night, and a trace of sword intent is dyed, mixed with it, turning into sword wind.

The sword wind blows lightly.
Chapter completed!