The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

The cultivator glanced at it, and said in his mouth: "The bone age is qualified, the cultivation base is Nascent Soul, and the vitality is high... Well, you can go down."

This is just to do a simple registration to prevent someone from getting in.

When there was no such ceremony, there were really some shameless Lao Yinbi who came in and made a big kill on the field.

If it wasn't for an old monk who practiced celestial vision in the Bodhi Temple at that time, I'm afraid he would have taken the first name.

The ruthless man nodded and went out with the crowd.

"A game..."

She muttered softly.

She doesn't like competition, and she's not good at it.

She, only delete desperately fighting! But..."I'm even less good at losing."

The ruthless man's eyes were full of determination.

She doesn't want to lose even if she is the least... good at something! Suddenly, she heard a bunch of messy voices.

Following the voice...it was Ziyan Ziyan with a dark face, while the cultivator in front of her who was examining him was scolding loudly.

The ruthless man's eyes flashed, and he directly pulled out the Emperor Sword.

Without saying a word, he strode through, and the Emperor Sword was directly placed on the cultivator's neck, causing his voice to stop abruptly.

Don't look at her bullying Zi Yan, but she is Zi Yan's senior sister! As a senior sister, you should protect the junior sister! "What's going on?"

The ruthless man spoke coldly, with murderous aura, as if he would slash directly in the next moment.

Just as the cultivator was about to speak, he was forced back by the icy sword that the ruthless man had slightly pierced his skin.

"Zi Yan, you say."

The ruthless man said coldly.

"He said I was Lao Yinbi, shameless."

Zi Yan's eye sockets are a little red.

The ruthless man's eyes suddenly squinted, and the sword energy was brewing, murderous.

The cultivator had no choice but to say, "Daoist friend, it's not my fault! She is over the age limit!"

"Exceeded"

"Yes, her bone age is not qualified at all, just like those who pretended to be disciples in the past...the same old yin ratio..."

The ruthless man's face froze, and she suddenly remembered something.

"Zi Yan."

"kindness"

"how old are you"

"A woman's age is a secret!"

"You are a girl!"

"Hmph, I'm much better than you!"

"Do you want me to kill you with a sword..."

"I don't even want to say it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, how much is it?"

Zi Yan was whistling, her eyes had already drifted elsewhere.

The corner of the ruthless man's mouth twitched, she should have thought of it long ago.

Monsters, born to raise, have a long lifespan.

Although there are shortcomings such as long development period, slow cultivation speed, etc., but... Zi Yan looks very small, she may be really small.

But that's according to the age of the immemorial virtual dragon! You tell a guy whose life span starts from ten thousand years even if he doesn't practice cultivation... The registration limit is fifty years old.

But fifty years old... Maybe in Zi Yan's eyes, it's about the same age as a human being five months old! The ruthless man withdrew his sword in embarrassment.

This is still...don't blame the staff!...

Chapter [-] What is Lin Xian? (Fourth more asking for subscription)

Chapter [-]::::What is Lin Xian's fourth update: The disputes over asking for a subscription are not too many, of course not too few.

However, the battles of the monks are often resolved quickly, and most of them are not the protagonists, and they follow one by one.

So when Liu Shen came back with a lot of juice, barbecue, and nuts, the battle was over, and the official martial arts began.

Liu Shen's footsteps stopped, and a small tree grew rapidly, and soon grew to the size of a table.

She put something on the tree, glanced around strangely, and said.

"Hey, what about Lin Xian?"

"Go to the toilet."