Xu Xian Is Not A Sword Immortal

The half-monsters can’t find their parents if they want to cry...

But Zhen Yougan was born in the chaotic era of dynasty change...

If he hadn't been taken in by the Master, he would already die without a burial site now.

He thought about it.

Things have come to an end.

But just when everyone is going back.

Yuankun also saw the scene of the Demon Division being kind to the half demon. He couldn't help but opened the mouth and said:

"There is something... Lao Na doesn't know if it should or shouldn't Say."

Zhen Yougan glanced at him and said frankly:

"If you want to be honest, your crime is not too big. You will be locked up for dozens of hundreds of years. Contribute to the Imperial Court, maybe it can be released in advance."

"If the intelligence is really useful, I will give you a guilt... it's not impossible to join the Demon Division."

"Then I said..." Yuan Kun didn't intend to speak, but seeing that the same kind was treated kindly, he finally made up his mind and said bluntly:

"As early as last month, Qingshan Temple There was a group of Monster Race who wanted to bring me into the group, saying that they would do a major event industry."

"But you also know... Lao Na is more Buddhist, so I didn’t dare to agree...

In addition, I am in Qingshan Temple, and I am as strong as Grade 2 Peak. They are also quite jealous of me, and they just leave with a few ruthless words."

"But that guy You should have heard the name of Monster Race."

"What name?" Zhen Yougan complexion slightly changed, for fear of a major event...

"Wan Yao Ge."

Suddenly,

Zhen Yugan...relaxed, but still wondering: "How many people have they come, and what realm?"

Yuan Kun didn't dare to conceal something, "The realm of the two Monster Races are both Grade 3,

In addition, Lao Na is born with spiritual eyes, and he sees through one of them, and belongs to the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf family."

"Silver Wolf......" Zhen Youqian looked thoughtful, as if thinking of something.

Xu Xian raised his eyebrows, mainly because he didn’t understand anything...

When Haikong saw that he didn’t know much about Wan Yao Pavilion, he took the initiative to explain:

"Among the many Monster Race forces, the Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion is one of the top six."

"It's just that these monsters have no fixed homes, and the membership is not close enough, usually. Hidden among the mountains, forests and rivers of the human dynasty, things happen from time to time."

"However, it is not intentional to do things. What they do best is mainly to dig tombs..."

Haikong squinted his eyes and continued:

"Heaven and Earth is big, there are Ancient Monster Race, Celestial Grotto left by Immortal God, tombs, ruins, etc. everywhere in the dynasty."

"If there is no accident, the Innate Divine Ability of Silver Wolf has played a role. It is roughly a clue that has been discovered. Now it is gathering people.

After all, whether it is to break into Celestial Grotto Still digging the grave, it will be somewhat dangerous, and some ghosts are always needed."

"oh?" Xu Xian touched his chin.

And Haikong said again:

"Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion actually has another title, that is...the Demon League of Tomb Raiders."

Xu Xian pondered. After two seconds... After a long time, the major event industry in Yuankun’s mouth is to go to the tomb?

Gan.

I almost burnt up just now...

At the same time.

Toot toot.

The refining hosta in Xu Xian's hand suddenly... sends out a message.

Chapter 55 Old Man Li Chungang

The Qingshan Temple incident has come to an end.

Xu Xian noticed that the host made a beep and beep, so he just found an excuse to leave, but he never noticed it.

But just to be on the safe side.

After he got into the grove... he decided to use the earth escape technique, and he got more than ten meters deep to stabilize his figure.

Yes, he is professional, he is more than a hundred times stronger than the group of bad guys on the ten Sects of the demonic path...

After all, Martial Dao Dual Cultivation.

Xu Xian can use many methods, but he rarely uses divine ability and Taoism other than Sword Art without revealing his hole cards.

According to his words, I am only a swordsman, and I will not except for the sword technique.

And the purpose of doing so... will more or less reduce the enemy's alertness, so that oneself will be lethal to it.

Toot toot.

I haven’t played anymore, it’s called the soul...

Xu Xian raised his eyebrows, and in the small underground space, he used spiritual power to restore the hosta to its original shape. .

Huh.

A white light flashed by.

The body of this hosta is actually an ink painting.

There is a towering mountain on the canvas...

A small river slowly descends from the top of the mountain, and its peak rises into the clouds.

Vaguely, there seems to be a thatched house hidden in the clouds on the top of the mountain?

But Xu Xian really needs to take a closer look.

In an instant.

This lofty mountain is constantly getting smaller...

Or,

His sight is constantly getting bigger, wider and higher .

As a result, the towering mountain has gradually turned into a small dot...

And all around topography is constantly appearing... Rivers, lakes, seas, city villages, Just like watching the world on a satellite map, it is completely Divine Immortal.

In addition, the longer Xu Xian stares at, the more content in the painting, which seems to encompass the entire Heaven and Earth......

But the problem is not without it. As his viewing angle got higher and higher, more and more information came into view. After some time, he finally got a headache.

Just to be cautious.

Xu Xian decisively cut off the unfathomable mystery connection and chose to look at the painting with a normal eye.

Soon.

He saw the name of the painting.

Shanhai Painting (Wu)

"What do you mean?" Xu Xian scratched his head. What the hell is this Martial?

But soon.

Toot toot.

The sound pops up again.

A line of words also appeared on the canvas.

Demon: "Stupid Takeshi, if you didn't watch the'Shanhai Painting' and saw death... Now sink into a trace of consciousness and let Lao Tzu see how stupid you are."

Magic?

What the hell is this again?

And this person's tone doesn't seem to be very good, maybe it's a Great Demon... Xu Xian is a little nervous and doesn't dare to act rashly. He still doesn't know the weirdness of this painting.

Toot toot.

A line of words appeared on the canvas again.

Xian: "Don’t be afraid, little friend, you can sink a trace of consciousness into the painting of mountains and seas, even if he is so high, he can’t hurt you the slightest."

' Immortal', could it really be Divine Immortal failure... Xu Xian couldn't figure it out, and still didn't want to sink into his consciousness. He just wanted to look at him quietly, wondering who else was inside.

Toot toot...

Magic: "Heh,'Immortal', if you have some ability, you can give a name and let's make an appointment."

Fairy: "hehe."

Demon: "Hehe with me and your mother, come and make an appointment."

Fairy: "hehe."

said: "You are all here, are there any kind people who will help me collect the "little fairies", I need urgently...not bad money."

Collecting little fairies, not bad money, this It reminds me of a friend... Xu Xian touched his chin, but did not dare to speak.

Demon: "Take the fuck, no, go away."

said: "Twelve paintings of mountains and seas, how come you have such an unqualified'devil' head?"

Demon: "Stop talking nonsense with Laozi, if you can't hit me along the mountain and sea paintings, just find a place to make an appointment."

said: "I don't bother to talk to you..."

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Demon: "Garbage, you group of so-called righteous people are all rubbish. Once you get to the real chapter, you will be coward."

Dududu.

Chess: "Don't be arguing, everyone is a person of identity. Now that we meet together, why bother to make it so stiff?"

"By the way, I will help me My friend, do you have a formula for curing baldness?"

Magic: "No, go."

Chess: "Draft it, have the ability to come to Chang'an City for an appointment?"

Click."

Mo: "Why don't you come to Southern Border? How about we two consciously devote ourselves to the painting of mountains and seas and fight now..."

Finished.

There are two ink silhouettes on the Shanhai painting, each with a character on the top of his head.

Magic and chess.

And they just appeared, they fought together very decisively, they seem to be very proficient...

But with the battle method of his punch and my kick, one after another'ink and blood' 'Also keep popping out of the two, but it doesn't seem to hurt...

And the most interesting thing is that they seem to be able to substitute items from the outside world into them.

Following the'devil', he took out a forty-meter knife and chased people on the top of the mountain to slash it.

'Chess' also not to be outdone and took out a box of chess pieces. Black and white chess pieces kept tossing around. It seemed that they wanted to use remote consumption and kite flying to defeat the'magic'.

In general.

What Xu Xian saw was a joy, like a drama that had been chased for a longer period of time, even he couldn't help writing a few words with his consciousness...

Wu: "Good life, watch and appreciate."

After finishing speaking,

He took out two or two pieces of silver from his arms and threw it tentatively into the ink painting...

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