Museum of Deadly Beasts

It's another fairy talking.

She speaks fast but clearly.

Lin Jin nodded and said thanks. Then he took a look at Xiangyun, a female fairy with a low head beside her. After thinking about it, he turned his hand over and took out a Dan Fang and handed it to the other party.

"Since the fairy is a master of Dan, he should not bury his talent. I have a Dan prescription here. I can't understand some refining techniques. Please help me to have a look."

With that, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he handed over Dan Fang, and then walked forward.

It's really great that masked God King can expect himself to come back, but Lin Jin won't do that if he wants to let Lin Jin wait honestly.

At this time, Lin needs to show a strong and domineering attitude of the kind of character who has a trump card.

Walking forward, through the pavilions in the cave, rockery fish pond, along the road, there are Xiannu want to stop, but they are all scolded by Lin Jin.

Lin JINGDING was determined to cover up the God. The king had told these fairy slaves that they were not allowed to offend and be impolite. So he was confident now.

It's like breaking through all the way.

But in front of a big hall, Lin Jin was stopped by two immortal slaves with extremely high cultivation. Although the other side didn't use force, it was really difficult for Lin Jin to stop Lin Jin with all kinds of techniques.

But Lin Jing made up his mind to make a big scene, in order to test the attitude of masquerade, so he drew his sword.

The sword is full of vigor.

Lin Jin doesn't know how to use his swordsmanship, and he doesn't spend much time practicing it, but it's not a problem. Qingfeng demon sword can exert its great power.

The two immortals in front of him were also dignified. Lin was all mortals, but the sword in his hand was a serious immortal sword, and the sharpness of the sword was enough to hurt them.

Because he wanted to do something on purpose, Lin Jin cut it directly.

The sword Qi was like a white light. When it swept by, the two immortals immediately dodged. Although they didn't kill anyone, they chopped up a lot of stone lions on the opposite side, which was a huge momentum.

However, Lin Jin's sword spirit didn't dissipate. Instead, he continued to move forward, as if he wanted to cut the hall open.

Just at this moment, a man leaped out in front of him and reached out. In an instant, a stream of black Qi condensed into a huge ghost hand, blocking the sword Qi.

Lin Jing fixed his eyes on the man, but he felt very familiar.

Soon, Lin remembered.

"Taoist Heishui, is he here?" Lin Quan was really shocked. When he was in Liangzhou, he wiped out the whole water god religion, but this black water Taoist disappeared.

Lin Jing thought a lot about each other's whereabouts, but he didn't expect the other party to come to other places, and he was also mixed up with masyamuni. In addition, the black water Taoist obviously got a lot of chances. He said that the black iron claw in his hand was a powerful magic weapon.

It was easy to block the sword Qi just now. You know, the two fairy slaves just couldn't do it.

He looked at the black Taoist priest with a hostile face. However, he seemed to think of something. The Taoist priest of Heishui suppressed the hostility and said, "are you Lin Jin? My master has told me that if you come back, please wait outside for a moment, and he will come out to meet you immediately after finishing his important work. "

It's not made up by Taoist Heishui. It's really explained by masyamuni. Therefore, Taoist Heishui doesn't dare to talk nonsense. Besides, he is very guilty now.

The reason is that the curator who destroyed his water god sect is a free immortal.

The existence of Xiaoyao immortal, and how the Taoist of Heishui didn't know, even if his master masked the immortal, it couldn't be more than someone else's hand.

After knowing this, the Taoist priest in Heishui was, of course, surprised and afraid, and a little bit lucky.

Fortunately, when he was in Liangzhou, he was clever enough to escape early. Otherwise, the grass on the head of the tomb would have grown out now, but the Taoist of Heishui was also a little confused. If he were a free immortal, he would not have escaped.

Heishui Taoist didn't understand this matter, but what masyamuni said should not be wrong. For his new teacher, Heishui Taoist was in awe and didn't dare to resist at all. Moreover, he believed what masyamuni said.

Although the Lord of masquerade didn't say it clearly, the Taoist of Heishui is nothing. If Lin Jing is really a disciple of a free immortal, let alone himself, even the Lord of masquerade can't be provoked.

There are many things I didn't understand. For example, since Lin Jing has gone, why do you want to come back?

What's more, why does the master masquerade think that the other side will come back?

There must be something in it. The Taoist of Heishui couldn't understand it, but he didn't dare to ask. He was a man who didn't like to talk too much.

What should be told to you will say, what should not be told to you, you are not right to ask.

Anyway, the Taoist of Heishui is very clear that he can't get revenge for the destruction of the water god cult, even if the curator is just an immortal, or even a real immortal. But the Taoist of Heishui can't get revenge at all. It's estimated that the God hiding king will be the first to kill him.Heishui Taoist can only temporarily press down the idea of revenge.

"It's going to be a long time!"

This is a consolation from Taoist Heishui.

So at this moment, the Taoist priest of Heishui didn't say a word after he told the master. Lin can hear clearly. Now he naturally won't talk to Taoist Heishui. Taoist Heishui is just a little man, a dog kept by the emperor.

What Lin has to consider is a choice, whether to wait here quietly or to rush in directly.

"How can a man with a happy fairy sitting behind him wait here honestly? In particular, there are signs of tearing the face Lin Jin quickly analyzed the situation and the mentality of both sides.

If he really waits here honestly, something may happen instead.

From this point of view, it's better to gamble on a big one.

A plan gradually took shape in Lin Jin's mind, including his thoughts and thoughts. Lin Jin also guessed some, right? I don't know, but at least there are signs and possibilities.

Think clearly, make up one's mind, make up one's mind well, Lin takes a deep breath, walk directly to the main hall.

Wait?

Don't even think about it.

"What do you do? Stop Seeing that Lin Jin came forward, the Taoist of Heishui was stunned and immediately began to scold.

But Lin ignored him and kept on going.

"Back off." The Taoist priest in Heishui was very angry. His ghost hands sent out the ghost spirit again, rising up, and the sound of crying and Howling could be heard clearly in his ears.

At this time, Lin Jin also held the handle of Qingfeng demon sword.

To tell the truth, he and the Taoist of Heishui are a little similar. They are not immortal cultivation in themselves, but magic weapons in their hands.

From this point of view, the two of them should be equal in weight. If they want to win or lose, they actually depend on whose magic weapon is stronger.

The ghost hand seemed not weak, but Lin Jing believed in the power of the wind demon sword.