There is peace in Linghu City.

However, in the past twelve years, Duan Lingtian has not left Linghu Shijia Mansion. No one knows whether the elder Kuang Tian of Longzong Neizong lurked outside or sent someone to lurk that day.

Of course, this possibility is not great.

Although the possibility is not great, Duan Lingtian has no intention to take risks, and for him, there is nothing in Linghu that can attract him.

Anything he wants, just say hello to Linghu Family Master Linghu Renjie, and the other party will send someone to send it immediately.

"I don't know when the bottleneck will be repaired."

Thinking of his current practice, Duan Lingtian sighed, sitting in the void, overlooking Linghu City, his eyes flashed a sense of loneliness.

"too difficult."

"It didn't take long for me from becoming a **** to breaking through to the next **** king ... Now, in the lower **** king's realm, I have stayed for more than ten years!"

It was also that Duan Lingtian's muttering to himself was not heard, otherwise, the other party would definitely be angered by him.

Staying in the realm of the next **** for more than ten years, is this a long time?

"None of the king-level goddess and emperor goddess that can be refined can help me break the bottleneck ... There are several kinds of king-class goddams. After being refined into extreme goddams, it can help me break the bottleneck, but Those kinds of elixir are incomplete, and with my current ability, I can't make extreme emperor-level elixir. "

"Stop ... for the next period, continue to study alchemy. Maybe an opportunity, I will break through."

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian no longer struggled with his own cultivation practice that had not been able to break through, and transferred the transfer power to alchemy.

...

Mist hermit.

Outside the station.

A figure of Bai Xueshengxue appeared as if out of thin air, standing behind the heavy fog outside the Wuyin Zong resident.

This is a tall young man with a handsome appearance, a star-shaped eyebrow, and a superb temperament. He stands there like a mountain, standing still.

Suddenly, he raised a brow, as if he noticed something.

Immediately after that, he suddenly stood with his right hand and pierced into the void.

next moment.

call!

After the emptiness next to it was white, a figure flew out. To be precise, it was bound by an invisible force and brought to the young man in white.

The arrested man was an elderly man. When he looked at the young man in white at this time, his eyes were filled with horror.

He, anyway, is also a superior **** king with good strength.

But in front of the other person, like a three-year-old child, there was no power to fight back. The other person's divine power fell on him, like a mountain, so that the divine power in his body could not move.

This kind of strength, even the lower emperor, is impossible?

"Even if any of the three elders of the Wuyin Clan did not have such strength ... who is he? Why did he appear outside Wuyinzong's residence?"

The old man's heart was full of hesitation and anxiety. He was good at the laws of the water system. When he was hiding his body, even the lower emperor, if he didn't scan the surroundings without divine knowledge, he would definitely not find him.

However, even if the glance of the lower **** emperor glances, he can detect a trace.

But the young man in white in front of him didn't know whether he could be found by divine knowledge. If he didn't use divine knowledge, the other party's terrible can be imagined.

If you have useful knowledge, the other person ’s body is at least above the median **** emperor!

"Median Emperor ..."

Thinking of this, the old man's heart trembled.

"Who are you? Why are you sneaking out of the misty hermit?"

After capturing the old man in front of him, the young man in white glanced at him lightly and asked indifferently.

The indifferent tone seemed to contain pressure, which made the old man's face greatly changed.

The old man's eyes flickered a few times, then he said with some guilty conscience: "Sir, I will pass by, just pass by."

Although, there should be no figure in front of Wu Yinzong.

However, who knows whether the person in front of him is the strong one of Wuyinzong in Tianlongzong, and the strongest in Wuyinzong is the next king, but Wuyinzong went to the strong one in Tianlongzong, but there are many. Existence above the median **** emperor.

"Give you another chance."

The young man in white stared at the old man, his tone of indifference suddenly heavy, "If you dare to bully me, cut you off immediately!"

The tone of the young man in white made the old man's pupils shrink and his face paled instantly.

He could hear that he didn't seem to be joking.

"grown ups."

The old man was panicked, even if he was the superior **** king, in front of such a strong man who was overwhelmed by breath like a mountain, he couldn't remain calm and didn't dare to tell lies, "I'm here to lurk In the dark, wait for the disciples of Wuyinzong to come out, follow him, and go to a distance to kill him. "

"why?"

The young man in white took a deep look and looked at the old man deeply, and asked, "You have resentment with Wu Yinzong? How dare you venture to lurk outside Wu Yinzong and take a shot against Wu Yinzong's disciples."

"Blood in the sea of ​​blood!"

The old man heard the words, as if remembering something, his face was pained, and his eyes were stunned with hate. "My only son, and my two grandchildren, they went to Linghu City to work, and they just met the fog. Elder Zong Feng attacked and killed Duan Lingtian of Linghu Family. "

"The Elder Feng failed to assassinate. Facing the siege of the nine **** emperors, he chose to explode the internal small world, which nearly destroyed the entire Linghu city, with countless deaths and injuries!"

"My son, and two grandchildren, are among them."

The old man's tone was extremely cold.

"Elder Wind?"

"Self-exploding small world?"

"Destroy Linghu City?"

The white youth's calm and indifferent complexion finally changed a little, "Are you sure, what you said is true?"

"grown ups."

The old man said with a bitter smile: "What I said is true. Who doesn't know about it in Dongling House now?"

"Now, many people who come from distant places go to Linghu City, just to see for themselves the cities once destroyed by his misty wind elder."

"However, Linghu City has now been rebuilt by the Wuyin Sect ... it is said that it was a direct order from the Tianlong Sect."

The old man said here, and carefully looked at the young man in white in front of him, "Master, don't you know about this?"

"I just went out of the customs, and after coming out, I came directly to the Wuyin Clan."

The young man in white said lightly.

"Sir, aren't you the misty monk?"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief. From the current situation, the person in front of him is not like a misty sect, or else he would not know anything.

"My name is Xue Haichuan, what do you think?"

The young man in white took a deep look at the old man and asked instead.

Xue Haichuan!

Almost at the moment when the voice of the youth in white fell, the old man's calm face changed suddenly, and his eyes were filled with panic.

Xue Haichuan, he naturally knows who it is.

Wu Yinzong became a core disciple by virtue of the realm of the gods ten thousand years ago. Later, he went to Tianlongzong and rose rapidly all the way.

Years ago, it was said that Xue Haichuan had become the elder of Bailong in Tianlongzong.

Moreover, it is one of the three youngest white dragon elders in Tianlong Sect.

"So far, how many people have you killed Mist Hermit?"

A rare smile appeared on Xue Haichuan's face, and the old man who looked in front of him asked.

"No ... didn't kill ..."

The old man had just spoken, and wanted to deny that he had killed the Hidden Clan, but when he realized that Xue Haichuan's eyes were getting colder, he hurriedly said, "Not much! Really, not much!"

"Xue ... Master Xue Haichuan, you're going to kill me. I promise I won't take any shots from Wu Yinzong disciples in the future. I will help him even if he encounters Wu Yinzong disciples!"

The old man struggled to survive.

However, his survival soon became futile.

boom! !!

Xue Haichuan pushed it out with a palm of his hand, and the old man flew out. About a hundred meters later, he suddenly burst out and turned into a mist of blood. He couldn't die anymore.

"I have a debt and a debtor. I pity your children and grandchildren to die, but you shouldn't shoot at the innocent Wuyin sect."

Gently swept away the old man's direction of death, Xue Haichuan murmured, and then in the shape of a flash, he has entered the misty sect.

Xue Haichuan appeared in the Wuyinzong resident just now, and the elders led by Wuyinzong patrolled recognized him, and suddenly came forward excitedly, "Xue ... Elder Xue Haichuan!"

"It's Elder Xue Haichuan!"

"Oh my god, it's Elder Xue Haichuan!"

...

Behind Elder Wu Yinzong's patrol, a team of patrolling disciples learned the identity of the young man in white in front of them, their eyes brightened and they were extremely excited.

Xue Haichuan, in Wuyin Clan, can be said to be a 'legendary' general figure and an idol of young disciples in Wuyin Clan.

In the past, they all just heard the elder Xue Haichuan, and they yearned to see each other one day.

Now, finally, can they not be excited?

"I didn't expect to return to Zongmen for a long time, and someone knew me."

Xue Haichuan said with a smile.

At the same time that Xue Haichuan's words had just fallen, ghostly figures were quickly rushing out of the depths of the Wuyin Sect.

When he learned of Xue Haichuan's identity, the patrol elders and a group of patrol disciples all relayed the news as soon as possible.

The elders and disciples of Wuyinzong nearby heard the news.

In the past ten years, Wu Yinzong can be said to be shrouded in a dark cloud. The wind elders have exploded and destroyed Linghu City in the past. It can be said to have countless enemies against Wu Yinzong and killed many of his disciples.

Now, the return of Xue Haichuan, a legend, immediately made a group of misty elders and disciples see the dawn.

Perhaps the legend returned to help Wu Yinzong solve this problem?

"Haha ..."

A hearty laugh came, and then an old man in a purple robe, shaking his body, carrying a Pentium thunderbolt, passed the crowd, and came to Xue Haichuan. "Haitian, you can't bear to come back? I thought, you Forgot Zongmen. "

"Elder Thunder."

Seeing the elderly in purple robes, Xue Haichuan's eyes brightened, and then he slightly bowed to him to salute.