Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

After a while, Fang Lin stopped.

Beside her, Jiang Ying also stopped, with a hint of inquiry in her beautiful eyes.

Fang Lin said, "We'll stay here tonight, and we'll try again tomorrow."

Jiang Ying chuckled and said softly, "Okay."

As well-behaved as a little daughter-in-law.

In fact, Jiang Ying was snickering in her heart. It seemed that this guy was not afraid of death. She could see the caution in Fang Lin's eyes.

Obviously, even Fang Lin felt a lot of pressure in this place.

Fang Lin glanced around and whispered, "Find a place to stay first, and then go to the pub again in the evening."

As he spoke, Fang Lin's aura disappeared.

Fang Lin started walking towards the mountain, Jiang Ying still followed silently.

But after walking a few steps, Fang Lin and Jiang Ying suddenly stopped.

In front, on top of the treetops, stood a figure.

Fang Lin was sure that this guy had been standing here for a long time, as if he was waiting for them on a special trip.

Fang Lin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. Isn't this man the old beggar just now?

The old beggar still had a bit of a scoundrel-like feeling about him. Seeing Fang and Lin stop, he smiled in a low voice, "You two newcomers, old beggar, I am short of drink money. What do you think should be done?" Woolen cloth?"

Fang Lin had no expression on his face, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Does this guy get his drinking money from robbery?

Fang Lin's eyes were a little cold, "It's nothing without money for drinks, but don't die because of this money!"

The old beggar's eyes visibly froze, and then he suddenly laughed loudly.

"Interesting! The last time I talked to this new guy, the grass on his grave was already growing!"

Fang Lin looked at the old man laughing, and at this moment he also raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a strange expression that was half a smile but not a smile, "Old beggar, I have already warned you!"

The old beggar's eyes immediately froze when he heard this, and the smile on his face gradually faded away, replaced by a completely different and harsh meaning.

With this expression, he seemed to be a completely different person than the ruffian old man in the tavern!

"You little bastard, I don't care what kind of thing you are outside, but when you get to the Thunder God Valley, you have to stay on your back if it's a dragon, and you have to stay on your back if it's a tiger!"

The moment the words finally fell, the old beggar's voice suddenly turned into a roar, and a terrifying momentum suddenly burst out. A wild murderous aura suddenly arose like a storm and rushed towards them, causing Fang Lin and Jiang Ying to tremble all over. The clothes and robes began to flutter violently!

The old man waved his sleeve, and with this wave, there was a clear sound of breaking wind, and under the old man's right hand, a dark red light group had condensed.

Within the light group, there was a blurry and lifelike light and shadow of an alien beast. The moment this light and shadow appeared, the fierce power of the old beggar immediately climbed to a new level again.

It was as if the giant beast had completely opened its eyes!

What really made Fang Lin's heart move slightly was that within the dark red light group, there was an extremely exaggerated wave. This had definitely reached the level of the later stage of the soul. Without this level, the wave would never have reached the level. Such a point.

This old man actually came up and used his full strength!

However, at this time, Fang Lin's expression showed no change, and it was so calm that people couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

When the old man saw this, he felt like

He was secretly vigilant, but only for a moment.

He had noticed Fang Lin's cultivation a long time ago. He was only in the middle stage of the Divine Palace. No matter how abnormal he was, how far could he go!

The old beggar's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the next second he suddenly disappeared.

So fast!

Fang Lin's expression remained unchanged, but he was still shaken in his heart. This was indeed a gathering place for the fugitives. The old man's speed was almost as fast as Fang Lin's!

Seeing the old man holding a ball of blood-red light approaching Fang Lin in an instant, Jiang Ying, who had always been calm and calm, finally changed her face slightly.

However, in the next second, a shock wave suddenly spread. Jiang Ying subconsciously waved her hand, and she broke through the shock wave that distorted the air. Then she saw the old man who suddenly stopped in place.

Above the blood-red light in his hand, a sword appeared at some point, a sword with faint golden light patterns.

It's the Emperor Flame Holy Sword!

The old beggar's face was obviously a little stunned, and he looked at the sword in front of him in astonishment.

His offensive, the offensive in the late stage of Shenpo, was just withstood?

The next second, the old man's eyes suddenly shook violently!

Fang Lin in front of him had no expression on his face, and his eyes were as indifferent as a god.

What really shocked him was that behind Fang Lin, there were two pairs of lifelike wings, stretching out bit by bit. Such an action seemed to be full of elegance, but within the elegance, it was also With an overwhelming sense of oppression.

If these things shocked the old beggar, what happened next was enough to scare the old beggar.

On Fang Lin's body, the aura suddenly

There was an explosive growth, and with it, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly came.

This feeling is like a realm!

The old beggar's eyes widened for a moment.

How can it be!

This is the field!

This domain, such an extremely sharp aura, and such heavy and exaggerated pressure, Fang Lin can't compare to the Divine Palace, how could he have such an exaggerated domain!

The realm of swordsmanship has arrived. The sword in Fang Lin's right hand is still holding against the dark red light of the old beggar, but with his left hand, he extends his index finger and points at the old beggar.

For a moment, a golden light spot quickly formed on Fang Lin's fingertips, enlarging extremely slowly.

Although the magnification speed was extremely slow, the surge of aura in it made the old beggar's eyes widen again, and even a look of surprise appeared in his eyes!

That small golden light spot contained an extremely terrifying wave!

In this fluctuation, in addition to the surprising sacred aura, there is also an extremely rich thunder attribute fluctuation.

It turns out that Fang Lin can also be regarded as Lei Xiu? No wonder you come here!

Thoughts came to the old beggar's mind, and the next second he suddenly discovered that layers of pale golden golden halo appeared above Fang Lin's head, superimposing a long series in the blink of an eye.

Looking at it this way, I'm afraid it's at least a dozen levels, and it's the Emperor Flame Divine Seal!

Then the halo of light suddenly descended on Fang Lin's body. The old beggar couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this, and a somewhat unpleasant feeling suddenly emerged in his heart.

The next second, the fluctuation of the golden light spot in Fang Lin's hand suddenly increased several times again!

"I'm in a trough..."

The old man's eyes widened with shock!