Battling Records of the Chosen One

The old man of the Confucian robes must be white and full of enthusiasm. When he arrives, he will become the focus of the audience.

The public clearly recognized each other's identity, and all of them were shocked. There was a hint of surprise in the eyebrows.

I did not expect that such a living fossil-like antique would appear today.

"I have seen Mr. Miao Xuan."

What is even more surprising is that many saints are slightly honored to show their respect.

However, Lin Xun was frowning.

Before, when he was besieged, the old man did not appear. He saw that he had an advantage, but he was inserted in it. He wanted to resolve it. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

At this time, suddenly there was a voice that laughed at him in his ear: "The kid, this is Mr. Miao Xuan from the Shenji Pavilion of the Holy Land. A old antique that has lived for many years, the atmosphere is extremely scary. Even if I wait in front of them, I can only live as a younger generation."

God machine cabinet!

Lin Xun has also heard of this place of holy sacredness, which is regarded as one of the most mysterious holy places in the ancient wilderness, and rarely appears in the world.

The most good thing about Shenji Pavilion is to promote the world and the divination.

Like the struggle of the advent of the great world, the emergence of the extinct domain, and the end of the extinct domain, Shenjige has predicted in advance and released news to the outside world.

Similarly, the descendants of Shenjige are also regarded as "the knives and pens of the practice circle". They are in charge of the two high-spirited objects of Chunqiu and Qingshishu, recording the history of ancient and modern times, bearing in mind the changes of the ages.

But the characters who can be remembered by them are almost enough to be famous and famous in the history of the Qing Dynasty.

It is rumored that there is a "Stars Record" in Shenji Pavilion, which records a legendary figure from ancient times to the present.

Even if the ancient wilderness is extinct, this series of stars will remain in the years and will not be wiped out. As long as it is cashed back, it will be remembered again!

Right now, the old man, who is called "Mr. Miao Xuan", is actually from the Shenji Pavilion, and it is no wonder that the presence of the group will respect the three points.

Although I know this, Lin Xun’s attitude is not changed. “This predecessor, if you come to stop the killing, please forgive me. No matter who comes today, it will not work.”

The group is cold and cold, and the face is gloomy. This is really crazy!

Mr. Miao Xuan sighed and said: "Little friends, I know that your heart is not calm, but ... today there are four true holy deeds, for the entire ancient wilderness, it is a big loss. I hope you will give back one step and stop here."

Lin Xun’s look does not change: "They are dead, they are called the loss of the ancient wilderness. If I die today, what should I do? For the predecessors, you have a kind heart, I have the meaning of killing, you don't have to persuade."

This is extremely rude, so that the smiles in the distance are not stunned by them. In the ancient wilderness, there are not many people who dare to talk to Mr. Miao Xuan!

"Little friends, you have entered the domain of extinction, and you must know that in the ancient times, there were countless sages fighting against the enemy of the eight domains. Nowadays, although the ancient wilderness is in the midst of the great world, it is also accompanied by a pole. A big crisis is likely to repeat the war of the eight domains."

Mr. Miao Xuan is not angry at all, his voice is mild, and he sue.

"At that time, only those who can stand up for the support of the ancient wilderness, only the monks of my generation, and the saints as the peak of the world, can exert the power to change the overall situation."

"Each loss of one means that the ancient wilderness will be weakened by the power of foreign enemies in the future, and hope that Xiaoyou will think twice."

This discourse is not a threat. It is just a matter of feelings and sensibleness. It has never used identity to oppress Lin Xun.

However, this has made Lin find his brows more and more wrinkled, saying: "This group of selfish, self-satisfied old beasts, even a younger generation of me can not tolerate, but also expect them to be in the future for the world?"

In a word, put the blood of the dogs who are present in the Shangye, Xiahou blood, and the sages!

This made them angry, and their looks became more gloomy and not good.

"Kid, we are respecting Mr. Miao Xuan, I am too lazy to care about you with a junior. I really thought I was afraid that you would not be?"

Xiahou blood looks amazing.

"The longevity of seven robberies, the power you use will eventually dissipate, then I will see, who can save you!"

The ink words are smothered, and the words are like knives.

Others are also murderous, they have thoroughly peace of mind, because the arrival of Mr. Miao Xuan, let them see an opportunity.

As long as the time drags on, the faster the power that Lin Xun borrows can dissipate, the better it will be for them!

Similarly, since Mr. Miao Xuan has come, how can he watch Lin Xun and then wild?

When Lin looked at his eyes, he saw the thoughts of these saints. He suddenly sneered and calmly said: "Predecessors, you also saw, what kind of face is this old dog, if you stop me, it is against me! ”

The sound is humming, and the sound is loud!

As soon as the voice fell, Lin searched without hesitation, pulling the bow and pulling the string, aiming to lock the ink in the distance.

"you dare!"

In the field, the group is full of anger, in the face of Mr. Miao Xuan, this son actually dared to commit a crime, it is simply lawless.

And the night is nine, the smile does not belong to them can not help but face each other, Lin looking for timidity, but also completely beyond their imagination.

Lin looked cold and sly, and the sturdy and innocent spirited bow composed of white bones was drawn by him.

The blue arrow that stirs the wind and thunder is already on it.

Between heaven and earth, the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a murderous and horrific killing.

Everything shows that Lin Xun does not intend to stop Ge, rejecting the proposal of Mr. Miao Xuan!

"Little friends, I only ask one sentence, the battle of the nine domains is coming. This world is full of enthusiasm, and it is very likely that you will be immersed in charcoal. What choices will you make?"

Meng Meng, Mr. Miao Xuan asked, the sound is like Hong Zhong, reaching the hearts of the people.

"Under the nest, I have finished my eggs. At that time, I will learn from myself and kill them for nine days.

Lin Xun did not hesitate.

At that time, he witnessed the deeds of the sages such as "Xuanxuanjian Emperor", "Xuankong Ghost King", "Innocent War Emperor" and "Xingjia Shengfo", and he was deeply touched and set a great wish.

If there is a big disaster, he will not stand by!

"It’s ridiculous, just rely on a small ants who have been robbed for a long time, and dare to say such a big word?"

The group is sneering, too ridiculous. If the enemy outside the eight domains commits crimes, there will be many enemies of the saints level coming.

This son's own strength is not good, but it is called to kill the enemy for nine days, and it is too uncomfortable for the enemy to commit crimes.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Miao Xuan nodded: "Well, Xiaoyou also remember your words today, I believe in you."

After all, his robes are floating, his figure has left the battlefield, sitting in the distance far away, unloading the book basket behind him, taking a book from it, sitting aside, no more words.

not good!

In the heart of the group, a scream, how can you not understand, Mr. Miao Xuan decided to not mix the matter because of Lin’s words, and he planned to stand by!

Is it in his heart that Lin’s weight in finding this son is heavier than the presence of them?

“Thank you for your success!”

Lin searched for this moment, I really believe that Mr. Miao Xuan is truly a world-loving generation, not a partiality to those saints!

Only such a predecessor is worthy of the respect of the world!

This style also makes Lin Xun believe that in today's world, there are no shortage of characters like the sages of the ancient times!

collapse!

Without any hesitation, Lin Xun’s arrow full of power has suddenly erupted.

The battle that was suspended was continued at this moment.

In the field, the heavens and the earth are faint, the sun and the moon are dim, and the murderousness is like the nine days of the Milky Way.

"kill!"

Those saints may sit still and do not hesitate to attack.

It is a pity that they did not wait for Lin to seek power and decline, or that they had underestimated the power borrowed by Lin Xun from the moment of fighting.

Even the smiles in the distance are not theirs, they have guessed all this wrong, thinking that Lin Xun borrowed the power of the saint king category.

Killing a living as a floating heart, why bother to return to the ancient dust!

The power of this murderous heart, but the one who has the power of the great emperor in Taikoo, is that the power, is it unusual?

The sage king, standing up to the sanctuary.

And the emperor, the first of all!

The emperor is a mountain that the ancient and the sacred kings are eager to climb. They are noble and embarrassing, almost legendary.

If even some true saints can't kill, then it is also called the power of the emperor?

Only the previous law is guessing out, from the attack of the Buddha in the palm of the hand, to see through the power used by Lin Xun, but when he wants to remind, he has already been in vain.

puff!

In the battlefield, only a moment, the ink scorpion was shot, the arrow was sealed, the body was broken, and the gods were destroyed. Before dying, they screamed with anger.

In the distance, Mr. Miao Xuan, sitting cross-legged in the void, sighed in his heart and did not lift his head. He held the Spring and Autumn Pen and wrote it on the Qingshishu:

"The tenth year of the Great World, from the eight thousand miles of the snow sang city, the group of holy travel, want to look for the forest, trigger enough to shake the **** battle between ancient and modern."

"In the battle, there are Jinwu Yimai Wu Xiutong, Tongtian Jianzong Kuya Cliff, Dizang Temple Fazheng, Black Pelican Tengu Nationality Zhen Zhenshan and other true holy fallen, died in Lin Xun's under the power of the emperor, causing the sky Mourning vision."

"I want to resolve the problem, and I hope that Lin will find this child to kill. It is irreversible. I can only make a choice."

"We hope that this child will rob itself in the future, reproduce the style of the sages of the ancient times and seek the future for the ancient wilderness."

Written here, Mr. Miao Xuan whispered and continued to write: "After that, there are thousands of beasts and mountains and inks..."

When he looked at the field, he saw Lin looking for a wordless pagoda. He bravely came to the world and descended from the sky. He lived in the Xiahou blood of the moon and gave birth to the explosion. The body exploded and the picture was bloody.

He bowed his head, his face was not sad or disappointing, his waist was straight, and his stroke was sprinting. He wrote in the Qingshishu: "When the moon teaches Xiahou blood, it will fall."

In the distance, the war continued, and the world was chaotic.

Here, a history book, a spring and autumn pen, is recording all this.

Mr. Miao Xuan suddenly thought of it. If the future generations learned about this battle in the history of Qing Dynasty, what evaluation would they make?

——

PS: Plus send it! No nonsense, just want to thank my friends for their support, thank you guys who have been supporting Tianjiao!