I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

Lin Xuan still held the copper jar in his left hand, and slashed towards Li Shentong with his right hand.

This palm looked simple and unpretentious.

Even the trajectory of the palm was extremely clear, without the feeling of the sky full of afterimages and the interweaving of reality and illusion that a master would produce.

But Li Shentong suddenly had an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

It was as if the void collapsed, and the surrounding world was compressed into a mustard seed, blocking all his retreat routes.

"You want to kill me with one palm? Do you think I, Li Shentong, am a nobody?"

Li Shentong did not dare to think too much, and with a stern shout, he had already urged his life's skills and greeted with both palms.

Under the crushing of the unparalleled Qi force, Li Shentong's face suddenly changed, and his left hand made a crisp sound of fracture.

Then, Li Shentong was lifted up by Lin Xuan's palm wind, and hit heavily on the wall of the passage, embedding it flatly.

"Brother Li, you can take my move, you are indeed a real talent."

"In that case, it's fine for Brother Li to take a look at the evil emperor's relic."

Lin Xuan opened the copper jar with his left index finger, and casually ejected a wisp of true energy, hitting the evil emperor's relic.

The evil emperor's relic trembled and shot towards Li Shentong.

"?"

Li Shentong was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his intact right hand to catch the evil emperor's relic.

The evil energy containing countless negative emotions that had been suppressed by Lin Xuan gushed out and instantly invaded Li Shentong's sea of ​​​​mind.

In an instant, Li Shentong, who was caught off guard, was wrapped in countless negative emotions.

A shrill wailing sounded from the depths of his soul, and a series of terrifying pictures emerged in his mind, as if he had instantly arrived in the Xuanming Hell.

"Ahhh! Don't come over!"

Li Shentong's eyes bulged out, and his whole body twitched violently as if he was electrocuted, like a skinned and electrocuted frog.

Cold sweat oozed from every pore of Li Shentong, and his gentle and elegant image was gone.

Feeling that Li Shentong's mind was broken, the evil emperor's relic flickered, and endless evil and death energy rolled in all directions like a tide.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!"

Yuwen Shang, the head of the Yuwen clan, was shocked and knocked out several less powerful clan masters, and quickly fled back.

"Dugu Divine Sword!"

"The sword comes out without me!"

Almost at the same time, the remaining elites of the Dugu clan had drawn their weapons and fought each other with real swords and guns.

But You Chuhong, Dugu Feng, and Dugu Feng had to deal with Yao Yue's palm method and the spiritual pollution brought by the evil emperor's relic.

The three dared not be distracted, and had no time to rescue.

Let's die.

At this time, it is definitely better to let my friend die than to let me die...

"Ah Ba Ah Ba..."

For a moment, Li Shentong's eyes showed a blank look, his head tilted to the right, drooling continuously from his mouth, looking like he was beaten to a pulp.

"Hmm? Was this man fooled by the evil emperor's relic?"

"That's normal. He was just injured by my palm, and his mind was already lost. It is very easy to be invaded by external evil and go astray."

"In this case, encountering the evil emperor's relic, the evil among the evils..."

Lin Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers.

Under the agitation of Qi, the evil emperor's relic in Li Shentong's hand shot back and fell back into the copper jar.

From this point of view, this thing is not bad for fighting, it is equivalent to half a magic weapon, but it is too troublesome to carry it at ordinary times.

Lin Xuan didn't have any intention of taking the initiative to target the Li family.

But since Li Shentong took the initiative to provoke, Lin Xuan would not show mercy.

Whether it was the "Saint Lord" or the "Demon Emperor" of the Demon Sect, his status and position did not allow for provocation from outsiders.

He could not insist on "conquering others with virtue".

"Good martial arts!"

At this moment, a somewhat frivolous male voice sounded.

While Lin Xuan was collecting the evil emperor's relics, an inconspicuous swordsman suddenly drew his sword from its sheath and slashed it down with one blow.

Under the stirring of internal force, the blade shone with cold light, flowing endlessly, like a living alien weapon.

The extremely desperate sword energy blew and rolled like a hurricane, covering Lin Xuan's body.

It was as if the surrounding scene had changed, and he was in a dry desert without any vitality, with only death and despair left.

"Hmm?"

Lin Xuan's eyes condensed, and he felt that a giant blade transformed from wild sand had already slashed to his eyebrows.

The giant blade was unpredictable, sometimes like a violent desert whirlwind, sometimes like a changing rolling quicksand, continuous and endless.

That person's martial arts skills were not as good as You Chuhong's, but the power of this knife was much stronger than You Chuhong's.

This was a powerful blow that had been brewing and accumulating the sword intent and bursting out with all his strength.

"Not bad."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, turned his palm into a finger, and tapped the opponent's blade.

Amid the clear sound of metal collision, the swordsman's body flashed and retreated several meters away.

"Kedazhi?"

Lin Xuan took a look at the other party's obvious alien appearance and asked.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Brother Lin had heard of my name."

Kedazhi laughed and flicked the Kuangsha knife in his hand: "My brother has been brewing the sword-drawing technique for a long time, and Brother Lin took it easily. It seems that Brother Lin may not be able to unify the Holy Gate in the future and be famous all over the world."

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Xuan was too lazy to respond to this question and asked directly.

To some extent, the other party is also a genius.

He didn't use the opportunity to cheat along the way, just holding a knife and killing while understanding.

His final level of cultivation was actually second only to the two main characters with cheats, and was enough to compete with small cheat players like Ba Fenghan.

At this point in time, among the young talents of the Demon Sect, only Huanwan should be able to beat him.

However, Lin Xuan's impression of him was mainly because of the rather unpopular surname "Ke Ke".

Well, it is quite rare among Turks.

Apart from Kak Zhi, Lin Xuan only knew of one duck with this surname.

"Brother Lin's martial arts are unfathomable, and his state of mind is perfect, unmoved by visions."

Ke Kezhi's eyes flashed: "This Evil Emperor's relic must be of little use to Brother Lin."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"Haha, I'll tell you the truth. In addition to helping Jiancheng Crown Prince, I'm here to find out the whereabouts of this thing on the orders of Venerable Bixuan."

Ke Kezhi laughed and said: "Since the Evil Emperor's relics are of no use to Brother Lin, I would like to ask Brother Lin to give this thing to my younger brother as a favor. After my younger brother forwards it to Venerable Bixuan, the Venerable will definitely get a generous reward in the future."

"Turkic Martial Lord Bixuan? Did he send you here to find out the whereabouts of this thing?"

Lin Xuan looked at the small copper jar in his hand with a playful expression.

"Exactly!"

Ke Kezhi said proudly: "The venerable martial arts are like gods and demons, and the status is better than the two khans. He is the absolute king of the prairie. No matter what Brother Lin's request is, the venerable can satisfy it."

"Is it so famous? Very good."

Lin Xuan nodded and raised his left hand: "You helped him do something, but I killed him. He should come to the Central Plains to avenge you, right?"

"Huh? You!"

The dull dragon roar echoed endlessly in the passage, and dragon-shaped energy burst out of the air, surrounding Kakashi and crushing him down suddenly.

The sword flashed and the yellow sand spread thousands of miles.

Lin Xuan pointed his fingers like a knife and waved it lightly.

The sound of the long knife breaking sounded, and the illusion of yellow sand in the sky disappeared.

The next moment, Kodazhi stumbled back a few steps and fell back.

The moment he landed, blood flowed out of Kakashi's seven orifices at the same time, and his pupils expanded rapidly.

The moment the two of them fought, Kodazhi was hit by at least five palms.

All the internal organs in the body have exploded, and he cannot die anymore.

"Who else?"

Lin Xuan looked up at the giant cave thoughtfully and asked calmly.

"Hahaha! Lin Xuan, those losers are afraid of you, but I, Yuwen Wudi, don't take you seriously."

At this moment, a powerful young man took a step forward and said, "Today is a God-given opportunity for our Yuwen Clan to rise."

Following the man's actions, Senhan's incomparable energy filled the void like a spider web.

It was as if I had arrived in an ice cave in an instant.

"Rise up your breasts...huh? Rise up your mother!"

Before Lin Xuan could speak, an old man appeared behind Yuwen Wudi like a ghost and slapped him on the back of the head.

The cold current surged, and ice crystals fell, like snow flying all over the sky.

With one palm strike, a white hat immediately appeared on Yuwen Wudi's head.

"Oh! How dare you sneak attack... huh? Dad, why are you hitting me?"

Yuwen Wudi roared angrily, pushed his Bing Xuan Jin to its peak, and turned his head.

Then, Yuwen Wudi showed a constipated expression on his face and grinned.

"I hit you for your own good! You should wake up!"

Yuwen was so angry that he slapped Yuwen Wudi on the face again: "You are a pig-brained person, and you still have the nerve to lead your own clan to rise? It would be nice if you don't kill me."

This palm was merciless and used all its strength to stimulate Xuan Bing's true energy.

A palm force like an ice storm struck Yuwen Wudi's face, blowing him several meters away.

After falling to the ground, the bluestone bricks on the ground cracked, and the ice ring spread extremely quickly, turning several meters around Yuwen Wudi into frozen soil.

"..."

Yuwen Wudi glanced at his father blankly, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"The little old man is Yu Wenshang, the leader of the Yuwen Clan. He has met Lin Shengjun."

Not caring about his distress for his son, Yu Wenshang bowed to Lin Xuan with a sincere expression.

"...Clan Leader Yuwen's Ice Mysterious Power is really powerful."

When something like this happened, Lin Xuan was a little speechless. He shook his head and said, "I am not a Saint King at the moment. The Lord is too polite."

"No matter what, with Mr. Lin's peerless magical power, it won't take long to unify the Holy Sect."

"Chengdu specifically informed the young man a while ago that Lin Shengjun is a distinguished guest of our clan and should not be neglected under any circumstances."

Yu Wenshang pointed at Yu Wen Wudi who was lying on the ground: "This traitor is stupid and stupid. What he does doesn't make any sense. I beg Lin Shengjun to show mercy. I will definitely teach you a lesson when I go back."

"Yuwen Chengdu is quite considerate in what he does..."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Since the Yuwen Clan Master said so, today's matter has nothing to do with you, the Yuwen Clan."

The fighting is almost done for now, there will be a big one later.

Since the Yuwen Clan was respectful, there was no need to kill them all.

Don't hit the smiling person with your hand.

"Today, it is the bastard who offended the Holy Lord. Although the Holy Lord is magnanimous, we still know some etiquette."

Yuwen Shang rolled his eyes and said, "I also have a house in the inner city. It occupies a vast area and is equipped with pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and boats. If the sage does not give up, he will stay here when he comes to Chang'an in the future." It’s a humble thought.”

"...Thank you so much, Lord Valve."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and looked at Yao Yue: "Yue'er, don't practice with the old lady, we should go out."

Today's matter has become a big deal. If Zhu Yuyan and others get wind of it, they will probably come to their door.

If I were to meet other demon sect leaders in the Buddhist temple, it would be a bit abstract...

It would be more normal to change to a house.

Since Yuwen Shang wants to improve so much, it is not impossible to give him some benefits in the future.

Lin Xuan only targets the Buddhist sect and has no intention of abolishing the clan.

"Oh, okay..."

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Yao Yue felt a little embarrassed and slapped the jade staff with all her strength.

The already scarred jade staff exploded and disintegrated in the air, turning into a pile of broken jade residue.

The aftermath of the palm force exploded, and Dugu Feng and Dugu Feng snorted at the same time, their faces slightly pale.

"Let's go!"

You Chuhong was shocked and hurriedly reached out to grab the two and rushed to the cave entrance.

The Dugu clan rose because of Yang Jian's wife, Dugu Jialuo, the Empress Dowager Wenxian of the Sui Dynasty, and was ranked among the four major clans.

Dugu Jialuo's fourth sister is the mother of Li Yuan, the head of the Li clan, which led to the Dugu clan now having both sides...

Other clans may still have some ideas of favoring boys over girls.

But the Dugu clan is the opposite...

In You Chuhong's eyes, Dugu Feng, the most outstanding girl in the family, is much more important than Dugu Feng.

"You want to leave after offending me?"

Yao Yue sneered, and her body rose up like a light smoke and flew out of the cave.

You Chuhong's martial arts are indeed good, and her hundred-year profound skills are far better than Yao Yue's.

But at this moment, she has been seriously injured, and coupled with her old age and frailty, her recovery speed is far slower than Yao Yue's.

Yao Yue has absolute confidence that she can outlast this old lady in dozens of moves.

"Little girl, stay."

The night wind blew, and an elegant and old man's voice sounded behind Yao Yue.

"Hmm?"

Yao Yue was slightly startled and turned around.

At some point, an old man with an elegant and simple face, five long beards, wearing a thick brocade robe, a tall hat and a wide belt sat next to the cave.

The old man held the fishing rod, staring at the fishing line intently, as if he was concentrating on fishing, exuding a hermit-like atmosphere.

"Who are you?"

Yao Yue frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared in her eyes.

Under the moonlight, the old man in front of her was clearly close at hand, but he seemed to be in a mysterious world.

All the appearances in front of her were just mirages and illusions.

Impeccable, unpredictable!

"Sanren Ning Daoqi?"

Yao Yue had a thought in her mind and hummed.

"The fish is hooked."

The old man smiled and looked happy, shouting like a child who got a treasure.

The fishing rod was lifted up, and the fishing line slowly left the hole. It was actually an empty line without a hook.

The next moment, the whole fishing rod couldn't bear the pulling force and bent, as if an invisible big fish was hooked on an invisible hook.

"The fish is off the hook."

At this moment, a clear male voice sounded, and Lin Xuan appeared silently beside Yao Yue and opened the copper jar.

"Hmm?"

Under the collision of invisible qi, Ning Daoqi's smile froze, and the hand holding the fishing rod trembled slightly.

The next moment, a wisp of evil spirit shot out from the copper jar and crossed the fishing line hanging from the fishing rod.

The fishing line broke and fell into the hole.

"Master Lin's words are true, and the old Taoist is indeed off the hook."

Ning Daoqi was silent for a moment, put down the fishing rod in his hand, and smiled indifferently: "A person like Master Lin is indeed expected to integrate the Demon Sect and become a saint."

Although his self-created "Sanshou Bapu" is ever-changing and has no fixed rules, the essence is nothing more than the word "empty".

Empty can generate vitality, so this emptiness is infinite, and purity leads to emptiness, then this emptiness is real. Between emptiness and reality, although there are hundreds of different states, it is nothing but the way of nature, mysterious and mysterious, without big or small.

This fishing seems to be for self-entertainment, but in fact, it has already used the artistic conception of "Sanshou Bapu", which continuously affects the other party's mind.

This made Yao Yue feel like she was facing a formidable enemy, and she had to do her best to resolve his mental pressure.

But now that Lin Xuanfang appeared, he used evil energy to cut off the vertical line in Ning Daoqi's hand, causing his energy to be slightly frustrated, and he withdrew from his original state of wandering in the world and being invulnerable.

In this case, continuing to perform is no different from performing a skit.

Ning Daoqi came all the way here, obviously not to perform a skit as a clown...

"Yue'er, you should have locked the energy of You Chuhong and others, so go now, don't delay."

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Sanren has come from afar, so I will personally entertain him."

He held the evil emperor's relic in his left hand, and the evil energy dissipated, blowing his long hair and robes constantly.

At first glance, he did have the style of a peerless demon king.

To be honest, Lin Xuan actually thought it was quite handsome.

"Oh, OK!"

Yao Yue hesitated: "This old Taoist has extraordinary cultivation, you have to be more careful."

"It's okay."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Why don't we compete to see who is faster this time?"

"Let's compete!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Yao Yue's eyes, and her body turned into a residual shadow and chased far away.

"I am a little surprised to see you today."

Lin Xuan stared at the evil emperor's relic in his hand and smiled: "I opened Yang Gong's treasure house just on a whim. Did you have any feeling beforehand?"

"Everyone knows that Yang Gong's treasure house is located in Chang'an City, and the evil emperor's relic is stored in the treasure house."

"Fan Qinghui speculated that the evil king Shi Zhixuan has already come to Chang'an City and is planning this thing day and night. Therefore, the four great monks and Master Zhenyan took turns to guard this place to prevent accidents."

Ning Daoqi smiled bitterly and said: "Now that the masters have important matters to attend to, the old masters volunteered to help, but they don't want to encounter such a thing."

“So that’s the case, it’s reasonable.”

Lin Xuan nodded: "Now that the Evil Emperor's relics are in my hands, I don't know what my brother's plans are?"

"The old Taoist indeed came here for the Evil Emperor's relics. He was afraid that if the Evil Emperor obtained this treasure and his state of mind was impeccable, his life would be ruined when he returned to the world."

"But I don't expect that Sect Master Lin is uninhibited in his conversation and has no taboos in his actions. He is even worse than King Shi Xie in the past."

Ning Daoqi sighed and said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, but fate plays tricks on people. I am a poor man and I have no choice but to learn from it."

"A good leader in the Taoist sect, but he talks like those monks and nuns."

Lin Xuan laughed and said: "That's fine, then I will try to learn Brother Tao's peerless magical power."

"Hahaha! The old Taoist is really flattered that Sect Leader Lin is so polite."

Ning Daoqi looked at the Evil Emperor's relic in Lin Xuan's hand and smiled: "Does Sect Master Lin plan to suppress the Evil Emperor's relic with one hand and the old Taoist with the other?"

"Brother Dao is joking."

Lin Xuan flicked his fingers, and the Evil Emperor's relics flew straight into the sky like arrows: "Before this Evil Emperor's relics hit the ground, you and I should have decided the outcome of life and death. It might as well be used as a lucky draw."

Ning Daoqi is the leader of the three great masters in the world, so his martial arts is naturally very strong, and he is considered to be in the first rank in the original work.

Lin Xuan estimated that Shi Zhixuan, who is now schizophrenic, would have no choice but to run away when encountering this old man.

Fighting against this kind of opponent is not considered "fighting for the human race", and the golden sword does not have much bonus.

You still have to be more serious and don't let one hand go first...

"The old Taoist has nothing to offer, so he has no choice but to shamelessly take advantage."

Ning Daoqi showed a child-like smile, spread out his arms, like a bird flapping its wings, and jumped towards Lin Xuan with joy: "Ning Daoqi, a Sanren, please give me some advice from the Demon Sect Lin Shengjun."

He didn't raise his voice, but every word was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, vibrating back and forth in Chang'an City.

The simple and vast aura emanated from Ning Daoqi's body and gathered in the sky, like an invisible giant bird.

The giant bird spread its wings, and the vast pressure covered the entire Chang'an City.

Sanshou Bapu!

"What's going on? What just happened? Did I dream or did I meet a god?"

More than 100,000 people woke up from their dreams and walked out of their houses in a panic, whispering to each other.

"Ning Sanren?"

"Who is Lin Shengjun? When did the Demon Sect have a Saint Lord?"

The martial arts warriors throughout Chang'an City also changed their expressions, either using Qinggong or running with all their strength, to watch this shocking battle.

"This old man really doesn't owe any favors. He actually helped me gain momentum like this..."

"Understood, he had the intention of fighting to the death, and he also wanted to use this to suppress the entire Demon Sect to its knees."

"Are you going to test my ability to withstand stress?"

Lin Xuan looked at Ning Daoqi, who was approaching rapidly, and slowly formed a mysterious hand seal with his hands, his face still as calm as water.

If Ning Daoqi can be killed, such momentum will indeed be of great use.

After all, there are not many such great masters in the world...

If Shi Fei Xuan could play again, it would be impossible to sacrifice a great master to build momentum.

But if he fails to defeat this veteran, he and even the entire Demon Sect will become a complete joke...

Well, either you win and you win twice, or you lose and you lose all.