The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 522

"No, this kid wants to kill us."

"He is not only in the middle stage of Xiantian, but also able to kill Elder You in the late stage of Xiantian. Then those of us who are inferior to Xiantian must not be opponents. If we don't escape, we will die here today."

"If you don't run away, I will run away."

……

Seeing Lin Yang turn his head and look, all the disciples of Qianxingzong in black felt terrified, feeling the suffocating life and death crisis, they asked each other in low voices in anxiety.

Suddenly, a young man in black roared, turned his body, turned into a black light, and swept away towards the distance of the mountain forest.

The young man's actions were like a chain reaction. More than 50 black-clothed disciples all took action, turned into more than 50 torrents in all directions, and swept away.

With so many people fleeing, if other people were to flee, they would probably be helpless. Even if they could chase and kill them, it would only be a part of them. Under the soul imprint.

Therefore, these black-clothed disciples wanted to escape, but it was just wishful thinking.

The shrill howling sound, in the dark mountain forest, came and went, continuously for a long time.

Finally, after an hour, Lin Yang stepped out of the Hengduan Valley. Although his face was pale and bloodless, his body was full of energy and blood, exuding strong energy fluctuations.

After devouring You Bing and Qian Lengquan's cultivation, and refining more than 50 black-clothed disciples, the blood in his body was already overflowing.

"Find a place, refine it, and then set off."

Looking at the surrounding environment, Lin Yang took a deep breath, looked for a direction, slammed his body, and left quickly.

ten days later.

Refining all the energy in his body, he continued to head northwest, darting through the mountains and forests at an extremely fast speed, thousands of miles a day.

Along the way, after three months, he encountered several waves of interceptions, but these waves of interceptions were not dispatched by the guardians and elders of Zhenxing Pavilion, but by small sects along the way, and even some A medium-sized sect.

However, these sects, without exception, all became the fertilizer for the growth of Lin Yang's cultivation base, making Lin Yang's cultivation base reach the mid-innate peak after arriving in the northwest and appearing in the range of Huyun Mountain.

At the foot of Huyun Mountain, Huxian Town.

At the foot of the mountain, in a small tavern on the mountain, Lin Yang ordered a few dishes of snacks and a jug of old wine. He leaned against the window, ate and drank, and raised his head from time to time to look at Huyun Mountain, thinking.

"My current cultivation has reached the peak of the mid-innate stage. I am only one step away from breaking through the mid-innate stage and reaching the late innate stage. Once I reach the late stage in the innate stage, I can fully exert the power of the third step. The innate peak can also be beheaded.

Moreover, Huyun Mountain is located in the northwest of the spiritual world. According to that sentence, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. It has been several years in arrears with the Zhenxing Pavilion's offering. Killed, so, Huyun Mountain, can't climb up in such a hurry. "

Taking a sip of the old wine, Lin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about countermeasures.

"Come along the way, kill Yang Xiaotian, You Bing, and some small sects, and plunder what they have hidden. Now I have enough medicinal materials and enough refining materials in my storage bag, and even some of them belong to the Treasures, then, look for a place at the foot of Huyun Mountain, break through the mid-innate stage, and then refine the Dragon Scale Sword, get ready, and then go up to Huyun Mountain."

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Lin Yang made a decision.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head and stared at the door of the tavern.

Impressively, he saw that two young men dressed as monks walked into the tavern, looked around with eagle eyes, looked around, and suddenly their eyes fell on Lin Yang, and the two of them came straight to Lin Yang.

Such a scene attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern.

Immediately, everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make a sound, as if they were deeply afraid of these two young monks.

"Outsider?"

One of the bearded young men asked Lin Yang with a superior attitude.

"That's right, what's your business?"

Without raising his eyelids, Lin Yang reached out to grab the jug, tilted it slightly, poured a full glass into the wine glass, and said lightly when he picked it up.

"Are you a monk?"

Seeing Lin Yang's demeanor, another young man without a beard frowned, with sullen eyes showing in his eyes.

This guy in front of him is too condescending, he dares to be so rude to them, don't he know what they represent?

"So what if you're a monk, so what if you're not a monk?"

Lin Yang drank the wine in the glass, put it heavily on the table in front of him, and snorted coldly.

These two people asked him two questions in a row, but they ignored his rhetorical question at all, how insane!
"It's a monk, come with us!"

The bearded man shouted angrily.

He couldn't bear Lin Yang's attitude at all. If Lin Yang dared to talk nonsense again, he might explode.

"roll."

Lin Yang squinted his eyes and snorted coldly.

The word "scroll" was transmitted to the ears of two young monks, directly causing them both to have gloomy complexions and murderous intent in their eyes.

Immediately, the bearded young man let out a sinister grin, raised his palm and put it directly on Lin Yang's shoulder, bent his five fingers violently, and clasped it hard on Lin Yang's shoulder, with great force, as if to penetrate Lin Yang's skin.

"Let me go."

Thinking that he had captured Lin Yang, the bearded young man grinned even worse. With a loud shout, he exerted all his strength, intending to lift Lin Yang from the chair and slip him out.

However, after a while, his face was stunned, his eyes revealed a look of shock, and he discovered that the huge force he exerted was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it didn't exert the slightest effect at all.

Lin Yang was still sitting on the chair. Suddenly, with a shake of his shoulders, a huge force came out.

Immediately, the complexion of the bearded young man changed drastically. He felt that what he was grasping in his palm was not Lin Yang's shoulder, but a tornado mast. In an instant, he felt like he couldn't grasp it.

Then, the body flew out.

boom!
He hit the ground heavily, and the severe pain came from his back. Only then did the bearded young man realize that he was thrown by Lin Yang.

"Boy, you are courting death."

With a roar, he stood up from the ground and was about to rush towards Lin Yang again.

But at this moment, the waiter from the hotel ran over screaming in horror.

"Master, you two masters, calm down, calm down, this is a foreigner, he doesn't know the rules, and he doesn't know the background of the two of you, let me tell him, let him know, you two are not easy to mess with, otherwise, you If the two of you beat him, it would be in vain."

The shop waiter nodded and bowed to the bearded young men, and the words he spoke were like spring breeze.

(End of this chapter)