Campus belle's cultivation master

Xiong 45 moved his body on the seat, narrowed his eyes and asked, "does Ji Mingyang really die in your hands?"

Lin Yu nodded carelessly: "not bad."

Bear four five "hissed" a, palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of palm of? How can you kill the demigod, master Huajing? I can't understand that. "

"Believe it or not, it's your question." Lin Yu had no expression on his face

His tone is gentle and indifferent, without any threat, but it makes people feel cold.

The Bear looked left and right, and his eyes rolled.

Although he looks silly, he has lived for a long time, but he is not short of heart. Lin Zixuan's conflict with tianlanzong is that he can take the risk to help so many practitioners to clear the mine?

"Hey, hey, look at you help me cut Ji Mingyang's share, the first place is for you." He dropped his voice, patted the armrest and moved to the next seat with a smile.

All the practitioners are speechless. At least they are also half step masters and respected elders. Can they have some backbone

With a smile on his face, Lin Yu walked over and sat down at the top of the banquet.

The angle of view here is very good, looking up at the whole star picking platform, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains and valleys.

Looking at the proud and cold young man sitting in a noble position, many martial arts strongmen have their eyelids leaping and their hearts are ready to move again.

If you cut it with internal force, you can enter the realm of transformation; If you cut it, you can be born.

Who doesn't want to be famous in Kyushu? Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven, is so attractive.

However, after a long time of turmoil, no strong man dared to take the lead in drawing his sword and be the first dog to attack.

Hu Gong's old face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd, a burst of green, a burst of white, and suddenly turned purple black

I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble and kill Lin Zixuan, but I didn't expect that he made the boy show his face. It became more and more obvious that the strong martial arts on the scene were a group of people who were afraid of death.

On the high platform, many elders were enraged, and their white beards trembled

"What a shame! It's just a piece of rubbish. It's so full that no one dares to come out! "

"What a shame! All the bones of the people in the world have been softened by this boy! "

"Elder, why don't you send me down and chop his head in person to carry forward the prestige of Tianlan immortal clan..."

The eldest husband Sun Zhong shook his head slightly and waved his hand slightly: "no, it's a good play. What's your hurry? Let's leave Lin Zixuan's head on his neck to Zhuang Shu's dragon sword. The canonization ceremony is just around the corner. We must not lose our sense of propriety. "

He squinted at the sundial, a slightly hoarse voice resounded in all directions: "the auspicious time has come, the grand ceremony of the clan begins, welcome the Lord!"

All the elders and deacons of Tianlan sect gathered their mind, dusted their clothes and bowed down

"Welcome to the Lord!"

Thousands of rays pass through the surging clouds and pour on the top of the mountains. The autumn wind carries the fallen leaves and rushes to the high altitude. The atmosphere is solemn and solemn.

In a quiet, the sky came to break the wind sharp sound, immediately more than a dozen Road figure from the air, in the field of vision more and more big.

The old man was wearing a luxurious purple robe. His hair was waving and his jade face was breezy. He was like an immortal in exile. His whole body was full of the unique charm of Taoism.

Yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, is a great master and a half god!

According to the world's legend, he is nearly 200 years old, worthy of the name of the old monster, so he has the name of "yuan old monster".

Once this person appeared, it was a sensation!

It's hard to practice. It's not easy to transform into a natural state. It's even more rare in the world!

For many practitioners present, yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, is a super big man who only exists in the legendary Chinese side.

Even those who had just sat down at the banquet were excited and excited. They all stood up to greet each other.

There are still some people who have the courage to sit on the chair. In addition to Xiong Jiaxiong, who has a high position in Western Sichuan, Lin Yu is the only one left.

"Yuan Luochen..." Lin Yu twisted his eyebrows slightly, recalled the tianbang he had seen in his previous life, and his eyes could not help flashing a little fear.

Yuan Luochen, the leader of Tianlan sect, is a great master of natural environment, ranking 33rd in tianbang!

Since his reincarnation, Lin Yu has never seen the top secret tianbang listed by the RAND Corporation of M country again, but it seems that this ranking is not much different from the previous life.

After the patriarch yuan laichen, he followed a couple of men and women closely.

The man is very handsome. He is about 40 years old. He is dressed in plain coarse linen and has a sword hanging around his waist. It's Zhuangshu, the great disciple of tianlanzong and the one with strong spirit!

And that woman is just young, green silk high pull, skin white as jade, crescent color robe tightly wrapped with exquisite graceful body, outlines the soul stirring graceful arc. It's a beautiful and beautiful fairy.

Zhang Biyao's eyes swept the audience, and finally stopped in front of the guests' table, smiling at the young man with a slight frown.

Zhuang Shu clenched his fists and gave a gloomy reminder: "younger martial sister, please respect yourself."

"That's my man." Zhang Biyao yelled with a bit of flaunting, and then stepped up and gave Lin Yu a wink.

Zhuang Shu gritted his teeth and roared from the bottom of his heart

Damn Lin Zixuan! I must kill you! Let the younger martial sister have a clear look, who is the real pride of heaven!

The patriarch yuan Luochen shook his body, his face was black, and he reminded: "cough... Baguio, the ceremony is important, no nonsense."

I'm a good apprentice. I have excellent character, proud talent and impeccable personality. But I can't forget the little boy named Lin. it really breaks his heart to be a master.

"Yes, master." Zhang Biyao answered and blinked her beautiful big eyes at the guests' table. Only in this way could she restrain her charming smile and restore her usual high coldness.

Looking back at the beautiful life with a smile, it attracted tens of thousands of practitioners to be fascinated and breathed quickly. Then, the fierce sight, like a knife, focused on Lin Yu again, murderous.

The story of Lin Zixuan, the proud son of heaven, staying overnight in baguiju has long been spread. The fire of jealousy is burning in the hearts of many young and powerful people. They want to tear the arrogant and arrogant guy who sits high in the guests' table into pieces to relieve their hatred.

Baguio fairy is the holy goddess in everyone's mind. How can we get rid of this waste with cracks in the avenue?

With Lin Yu's calmness, Rao could not help raising his hand to touch his nose. How could he know that he was lying on the knees of a beautiful woman with a smile last night, but he caused countless young and powerful people in Tianlan sect to lose sleep all night