Battling Records of the Chosen One

Xiaoran’s words made everyone silent.

They don't have an idiot. They are naturally clear. In the current situation, it is not easy to kill each other. Otherwise, it will not only make other ethnic groups look at jokes, but may even miss the opportunity to miss the opportunity.

The mountains and the sea are transpiration, like a purple flame burning, vast and vast, with an awesome sacred atmosphere.

Lin Xun, Zhao Jingwei and Laojiao gathered together and came to the side of the platform.

As for Xiao Ran, Yun Che, and Gong Yang Yu, they also gathered together and whispered to each other.

"The guy who is in the fire is really not something."

The old man was very dissatisfied, and his mouth was constantly stunned. He was not afraid to be heard by Su Xingfeng.

“The performance of Su Xingfeng is somewhat abnormal.”

Lin Xun suddenly said, "When I last chased the enemy in the mountain range, I have seen him and Wen Xiang. At that time, he was not as rash and arrogant as he was."

"Do you suspect that he is intentional?"

Zhao Jingwei is clear and condensed.

"It should be like this. When he shot, he obviously murdered the machine, and there was no reservation at all. I suspect that he is testing my strength. It seems that he deliberately wants Xiao Ran and Gong Yang to see them."

Lin looked for a swearing sentence, and he recalled the attack he had just encountered. He obviously felt that something was wrong.

Su Xingfeng is stupid again, and it should be clear that at that time, he has to deal with many enemies, even if he hates himself again, he can also make the overall situation a serious one.

Obviously, Su Xingfeng is not stupid. On the contrary, like his talented Tianjiao generation, his wisdom and the city are absolutely extraordinary.

It may be that he did it at the time, which is a bit unusual.

The so-called abnormalities must have demon, Lin searched vaguely guessed, perhaps, Su Xingfeng did this, in order to let Xiao Ran see their own strength!

"If you really speculate, that is, Su Xingfeng wants to draw Xiaoran, or Gong Yangyu to deal with you?"

The old man was shocked.

"No, it should be that they have already secretly reached an agreement. The reason why they try to explore the strength of Lin Xun is to make some preparations in advance, so that when they find opportunities, they will destroy Lin Xun!"

Zhao Jingzhen is a clear-eyed, full of wisdom-like luster. She was born into a family of emperors, and she is naturally familiar with the conspiracy of conspiracy. This is an innate gift.

Therefore, when Lin searched for his own speculation, she immediately captured some of the conspiracy and made her own judgment.

"No matter what, they are going to deal with Lin, after all, right?"

The old man said with indignation, "What do we still stay here to do to help them seize the opportunity, and then they will be unloaded and killed?"

Immediately, he took a sip and quickly explained: "This king is not a jealousy, don't misunderstand, this is just a metaphor."

Lin Xun turned a blind eye, this time, the old man is still dragging his scorpion, looks so beautiful and beautiful, the nerves are really thick enough.

"We don't go."

Zhao Jingxi took a deep breath, and the clean and beautiful face was full of self-confidence. "In order to seize the opportunity, they will certainly not start this time, and even cooperate with us to use our strength to win the greatest benefit."

After a pause, she continued: "However, they want to use us, why can't we use them? After we get the chance, we can take the lead, and they can bridge the river and we can naturally unload and kill!"

The old man suddenly grinned and gave a thumbs up: "Zhao girl's speech is level, right, to kill, but also to kill them. This is a stupid fool! Oh, this king is very looking forward to killing these guys. ""

Zhao Jingxi couldn't help but turn a blind eye. What a serious thing, when I got to the old mouth, there was a feeling of nonsense, which made people have a headache.

Lin Xun directly ignored the old man, looking at Zhao Jingxi, said: "You... really intend to break with them?"

This question is very important!

After all, no matter what, Zhao Jingxuan is also a descendant of Lingbao Holy Land, tearing his face with his own door and confronting each other, the consequences are a bit serious.

Zhao Jingxuan asked: "They have all sharpened their swords. Can we still extend our neck and take the initiative to die?"

Looking at her clear and beautiful white face, looking at her calm and calm eyes, Lin Xun finally confirmed that Zhao Jingyi has made a choice.

"Alright, then take a look at who is the first to cross the river to remove the bridge, who is the first to unload and kill!"

Lin Xun smiled slightly, and his smile was warm and radiant.

"It’s ugly to laugh." The old lady commented.

Lin Xun resisted the urge to kill, and looked at the ancient altar not far away. He said: "Do you say that the forty-nine altars on this mountain have other meanings? Or their existence, and soon There may be some connection between the chances of being born?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and explored at close range.

Sure enough, Zhao Jingxi and the old man were also attracted and scraped together.

"When I came together with Xiaoran brothers last time, I had already talked about it. This altar is obviously a building of the ancient times. There are no clues on the altar except for some traces and some mysterious ancient words."

Zhao Jingyu explained one sentence.

The altar is nine feet high, and it is covered with gray ash. There are still some moss on the top, giving the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the face.

Seemingly ordinary, but when you carefully look at it, you will find that an ordinary altar, but surrounded by a trace of magical traces of fluctuations, looks sacred and incomparable, makes people feel heart.

"This altar is indeed the most common altar, but when it is dyed with a saint's breath, it becomes completely different."

The old man’s eyes glowed, his eyes widened, and he stared wildly at every inch of the altar, just like a hungry wolf saw a fat prey.

"If the king speculates well, this altar is built by a real saint, and only this level of existence can be turned into a magic, even the most common items, as long as they fall into their hands, Bring the breath of the Holy Path!"

Lin sought to move his heart. He also noticed the unusualness of the altar, but he could not describe it in detail. After listening to the explanation of the old man, he had a feeling of sudden realization.

"Now I am finally convinced that you are indeed a descendant of the three-legged gold."

Zhao Jingxi can't help but be amazed. He agrees with Laojiao's views.

"Oh, what is this? The things that the king knows are all-encompassing. I don't know where to go."

The old man suddenly got up and looked proud.

Lin Xun was the most unsatisfied with this guy's stinky, and he said: "It's a pity, you know more, but you forgot your previous memories. It's pathetic."

The old man was in a stiff state, suddenly mad, and clamoring to fight with Lin.

In the end, it was Lin’s step back, which allowed him to balance a little.

"What kind of text do you think this is?"

Zhao Jingxuan pointed to the center of the altar, which was originally covered with moss, and I was not sure who had erased a large piece, revealing a mysterious text with a twisted and weird line.

The shape of the text is like a big dragon, entrenched in the head, and there is an unspeakable majestic atmosphere.

"In my brothers and sisters, Xiaoran is the most proficient in classical Chinese, but even he can't recognize this line of words. He can only judge by intuition. This line of words must be written by the saints and represents a certain meaning."

Zhao Jingyu explained.

However, she was stunned to find that the old man was like a deaf ear, and the whole person got together in front of the altar. The golden eyes were filled with blazing light, and they were firmly attracted by the mysterious text of the line.

At this moment, he is like a konjac, and it looks very abnormal.

Lin Xun and Zhao Jingyi looked at each other with a glimpse of their hearts. They felt vaguely, and the old man seemed to see what was there.

When they talked, Xiao Ran and Su Xingfeng also noticed the movement here. When they saw the abnormal behavior of the old man, they all looked a little differently and looked different.

These days, not only are they, even in other altar areas of the mountains, the strong people of all ethnic groups are also enlightening and cracking this weird text.

Because this text is left on every altar, it is very unusual and has to be valued and explored.

It is a pity that until now, neither they nor other ethnic groups have been confused, saying that they have never seen such ancient writings.

This result also makes this Zixia Shenshan more mysterious. Forty-nine mountain roads correspond to forty-nine ancient altars.

The altar has been extended since ancient times, with traces of avenues, and mysterious ancient writings written by saints.

What does all this mean?

Is it related to the peerless opportunity they have been waiting for?

No one knows!

It is precisely because of this that the position of this Zixia Shenshan in all people's hearts becomes more and more mysterious.

Nowadays, when I see the old man watching these words, his expression seems to be abnormal. How can you not let Xiaoran be surprised?

"Who is that friend? Why haven’t you heard it before?"

Xiao Ran asked in aloud.

Everyone else shook their heads, including Su Xingfeng and Wen Xiang, and they have never seen the old man, let alone know his origins.

"I remember that when we entered the demon sacred world, Lin Xun was a person? If so, would the green robe boy around him be the ‘indigenous people’ of this demon sage?”

Xiao Ran sinks and carries out the deduction.

This made everyone else's heart startled, and this finally began to pay attention to the stranger.

"Impossible, the sacred sacred sacred creatures have the horrible power of the king of life and death, and some other beasts are strong, but they can never be so psychic."

Su Xingfeng shook his head.

"No matter what, if he can crack the secret, it can help us a lot."

Xiao Ran thoughtfully.

At this time, the old man in the distance is like a idiotic nightmare, muttering in his lips, forgetting to pass the sound, the sound leaked out, and suddenly attracted Xiaoran's attention.

"Fang inch...mountain...scam?"

In a word, intermittent, but the whole audience is a shock, the old man actually recognized this mysterious text!

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PS: There will be a more after the morning, we don't have to wait, wake up tomorrow and see again~