Super devil in the city

Chapter 47 What You Say Is Yours?

The reason why Yin Jian said so much to Cui Wei and Ye Xuan was that he was concerned about Cui Wei's strength and the forces that might exist behind him. After pretending to reprimand Miss Zheng, he restored the smile on his face and looked at Cui Wei and Ye Xuan.

And Ye Xuan had a playful smile on his face after hearing Yin Jian's words.

'Girl'?
This kind of thing is in the ascetics, no, how much is left in the cultivators?

It's not so much that the ascetics still have "love" in them, it's better to say that the "demon cultivators" have more ties between grievances and grievances.

Every time he thinks that the person he regarded as a confidant and friend stabbed a knife in the back, Ye Xuan can't help but feel a chill in his heart. For a mere baby fruit that may not necessarily make people produce a Nascent Soul, he would actually pain himself. Killer, but he didn't think about it, wouldn't he swallow the baby fruit all by himself?

"Two comrades, this is the place where I, Guiling Yin's family, raise spiritual things. Please, two comrades." Although Yin Jian spoke politely, he still expressed his willingness to invite the two of them to leave this place without hesitation.

Cui Wei remained silent like an old monk in meditation, and the smile on the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth grew wider and wider.

"You say what's yours is yours?"

"Why did this fellow say that?" Yin Jian frowned slightly, but turned his eyes to Cui Wei, but Cui Wei didn't say anything about it, as if he didn't hear Ye Xuan's 'nonsense' at all.

"Here belongs to me. If you are not convinced by Guiling Yin's family, you can come and find me. Remember, the deity Ye Wudao!" Ye Xuan's understated words contained a not weak spiritual attack. Yin Jian is just a mere beginner. It's just a Taoist cultivator of the Tongxuan realm, how can he compare with a cultivator of the Tongxuan realm like Ye Xuan.

Just this time, Yin Jian was wounded and vomited blood.

"Cultivator Daoist?!" Yin Jian was stunned. His eyes were full of disbelief. He thought that the relationship between Cui Wei and Ye Xuan should be the relationship between elders and juniors. Ye Xuan was just brought out by Cui Wei to gain knowledge, but he didn't Cheng thought, Cui Wei is already a master of martial arts, but Ye Xuan is actually a true Taoist?
Now his eyeballs were about to pop out, but what made him unbelievable the most was that this Daoist Daoist was still so young, although he had also heard that Daoist Daoist can rejuvenate after cultivating to a very high level However, he couldn't believe that it was such an old monster standing in front of him.

"Cultivator Daoist? Maybe." Ye Xuan smiled slightly. In terms of means, facing the real Daoist Daoist Ye Xuan was also true.

Seeing Ye Xuan 'acknowledging' his cultivation, Yin Jian couldn't help feeling cold. How could a combination of a martial arts master and a Taoist cultivator appear here?

Longtan Canyon has always been the territory of his Gui Lingyin family. Although Gui Lingyin's family has not set up defenses to prevent outsiders from entering and leaving, Black Horn's strength has not been weaker than a martial arts master decades ago. However, Guiling Yin's family has always been unable to completely subdue it, but they couldn't bear to kill it, so they 'raised' it in Longtan Canyon.

It may also be due to lack of experience, the cognition of monsters has not reached the level, and after allowing the monsters in the pool to grow wantonly for decades, the result is beyond what they can imagine.

"Gudu...Gudu..." The deep pool that was originally a pool of stagnant water suddenly seemed to be boiling. Not only Zheng Qian and others, but also Ye Xuan's eyes were attracted.

Although only a corner was exposed, Ye Xuan was overjoyed that this monster was stronger than he imagined!

Correspondingly, however, his value is even higher. He saw three circles of spiral horn patterns on the single horn exposed by the monster in the pool, which shows that the age of this monster is at least three hundred years old!

It takes 500 years for the boa constrictor to transform into a jiao, another 500 years for a jiaolong, and another 500 years for a true dragon.

This snake, which Yin Jian called Black Horn, obviously has not entered the day of transformation.

"Hiss..." But when Black Horn protruded out of the pool, Zheng Qian couldn't help but gasped. The thick body like a water tank, with a figure no less than 20 meters, gave Zheng Qian the utmost excitement. Big shock.

The eyes of cold-blooded animals flicked across Ye Xuan and the others. Snakes have poor vision, even for snakes that have cultivated for hundreds of years and have a certain degree of spirituality.

The serpent finally poked its head out after feeling the strong fluctuations of spiritual power from above the pool. The earth has already entered the end of the Dharma era, and the orthodoxy has been lost. The ascetics will only become immortals after receiving one-twelfth of the inheritance from the cultivators. Enlightenment is regarded as one's own ultimate goal, but is what they call immortality really 'immortal'?

This is ridiculous and ignorant to Ye Xuan.

Flood Snake's icy eyes swept over everyone, and soon he looked at Yin Jianjian who was closest to him. The spiritual power of Yin Jianjian fluctuated greatly. The true energy in the body was stirred up, ready to be shot by Black Horn or run away anytime and anywhere.

Faced with a monster that has entered the realm of a master decades ago, Yin Jian has no choice but to attack him as soon as the black horn comes out of the water. With his cultivation base, if he does not prepare in advance, he may Death is instant.

But at this time, he also felt uncomfortable, just as he thought, Black Horn was indeed after him, and the tyrannical evil spirit erupted in an instant.

Heijiao opened his bloody mouth and jumped towards Yin Jian. No matter how much Zheng Qian wanted to break his head, he couldn't understand how such a huge body of Heijiao was able to move so quickly without being affected by the burden of his body.

"Hey!" Yin Jian didn't care about Cui Wei and Ye Xuan anymore, and fought with Black Horn with a low shout.

At this time, Yin Jian showed his magic weapon for "subduing the demon" this time, a black mahogany sword, the blade of this mahogany sword is black and red, Ye Xuan saw through it at a glance The root of the mahogany sword is that it is made from the heart of a thousand-year-old mahogany tree, and after being sacrificed by human blood, the mahogany sword is dyed through after countless slaughters, making it appear a bloody color.

That's right, this mahogany sword is the family heirloom of the Yin family. It was handed down from the first ancestor of the Yin family in Guiling. After seven generations of patriarchs, Yin Jian specially borrowed it from the family for this trip to Longtan.

"Naughty animal! Don't go crazy!" The mahogany sword in Mr. Yin's hand, who was hit by the black horn and fled in embarrassment, was infused with true energy, and the originally dark sword suddenly turned red.

Yin Jian turned around and slashed at Heijiao, who was passing by his side, but it didn't bleed as he expected. String of sparks.

Heijiao became more manic after suffering the pain, his huge body flicked his tail suddenly: "Pfft!" Yin Jian vomited blood again and was swept away.

(End of this chapter)