[Quick Travel] Poor little girl wants to be the big villain

As soon as the words fell, a circle of heaven and earth oaths that no one else could see rose on the soles of the two of them.

This is one of the means in the world of comprehension. Two people who trade make a contract. Once one party violates it, it will be backlashed by demons.

Once the vow was completed, Lin Changxuan took out a small bag from Qiankun in his sleeve and threw it to Lingwu.

Seeing Ling Wu's dazed eyes, Lin Changxuan smiled and said, "Here's 100 million, I'll give it to you first."

He knew that the Son of Destiny in front of him was not a money-greedy person, but because his cultivation method needed a lot of spirit stones in the early stage.

Moreover, Lin Changxuan did not win over Ling Wu for no reason.

Lingwu is the son of destiny in this world, and will trigger many opportunities in this secret realm.

And Immortal Ancestor Zhaoying also has some relationship with Lingwu.

Rather than finding a bodyguard for Shen Chengxue, it's better to say that he put a lucky koi by his baby's side.

Ling Wu is also a straightforward person, after taking the money, he left a word of reassurance, and his figure disappeared from the crowd.

Although Lin Changxuan talked with him, his eyes never left Shen Chengxue.

At this moment, something seemed to happen over there.

The dense group of people were all backing away, as if they had encountered something terrible.

Lin Changxuan seemed to have thought of something, teleported a few times, and disappeared in place.

When Li Yunlin stepped back a few times, he realized that Lin Changxuan beside him was gone.

The expressions of the rest of the Qilin Sect disciples changed, "Elder brother, should we go to Lin Changxuan?"

Li Yunlin narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said: "No need."

The Qilin Sect disciple was taken aback for a moment, "If the sect master blames...?"

Li Yunlin stroked his sleeves and snorted coldly, "Lin Changxuan wants to go to Shen Chengxue's side by himself. When the treasure is seized, all kinds of dangers are unexpected. The disciples are seriously injured, so it is inevitable that they will not take good care of them."

The Qilin Sect disciple was stunned when he heard the words, and then he suddenly realized, "What the big brother said is very true!"

A dark light flashed in Li Yunlin's eyes.

He let out an imperceptible snort, he had long thought that Lin Changxuan was not pleasing to the eye, and he didn't intend to bring this oil bottle with him when he came to treasure hunt this time.

But in order to train Lin Changxuan, the suzerain forced him to several people.

It's all over now, before he makes a move, this trash is asking for trouble.

Thinking of this, Li Yunlin just felt comfortable all over, as if he had let go of some burden.

However, the next moment, after discovering the abnormality on the soles of his feet, the smile on his face became serious again.

All the monks found that the yellow sand on the soles of their feet seemed to be given life.

They began to wriggle and flow slowly.

The monks seemed to be stepping on countless entangled snakes. This happened so quickly that many monks began to shake.

On the other hand, Shen Chengxue's great power in the past few periods of distraction, he stood firmly in place.

But between their brows, there was also a faint solemnity.

All the monks have discovered that their feet cannot be separated from the yellow sand.

A disciple wanted to fly with the sword, but found that his body was suddenly unreasonably heavy, like a mortal, without the lightness of a monk.

Shen Chengxue naturally also felt this strangeness.

But that wasn't what shocked them the most.

The feet started to sink.

Shen Chengxue exchanged glances with several distracted Da Neng around him.

Others couldn't see it, but the few of them who were in the distraction stage discovered that they were sinking faster than ordinary disciples.

The Tsing Yi disciple of Taihe Longyuan, who was going to teach Lin Changxuan a lesson, suddenly shouted, "Brother! How did you sink so fast!"

After his roar, all the disciples' eyes were focused on this place.

I saw the great abilities of those great immortal sects in the distraction stage, the yellow sand had already sunk into the calves and knees.

And many of them were barely able to sink into the soles of their feet.

Some can even walk in the yellow sand.

Shen Chengxue frowned lightly, "There are restrictions set up in this ruins, the higher the realm, the stronger the suppression."

Therefore, some people can walk on the yellow sand, while others are almost dragged into the yellow sand and buried alive.

While Shen Chengxue was speaking, the yellow sand on the soles of her feet moved faster again.

Hearing Shen Chengxue's words, a dark light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the surrounding monks.

If it is true as Shen Chengxue said, in the restriction of Immortal Zhaoying, the lower the realm, the lower the suppression, then wouldn't it be of great benefit to these low-cultivation monks who originally only wanted to fish in troubled waters.

Unexpectedly, Patriarch Zhaoying's personality is cloudy and uncertain, and even the restrictions he set are very strange.

But I have to say that all the monks present had other plans in their hearts.

Since it is a ban, there must be a way to break it.

The relics left by the ancestors are to give back to the Xuanxin Realm. If they really exist for the purpose of killing people, they will cut off the new generation of the Xuanxin Realm.

Then there will definitely be karmic backlash.

Photography can't do that.

Then there is only... the formation is resolved.

Shen Chengxue closed his eyes slightly. Others only knew that he was a genius in cultivation, and only the master of the sect knew that he was also proficient in the magic tricks such as solving formations and fortune-telling.

As soon as Shen Chengxue closed his eyes, the expressions of Taihe Longyuan's disciples beside him immediately turned serious, and they all raised their attention to prevent anyone around from taking the opportunity to sneak up on them.

Standing not far from Shen Chengxue, Lin Changxuan could tell at a glance that his baby was making a fuss.

He bent the corners of his lips, and an invisible aura escaped from his fingertips, and fell silently in front of Shen Chengxue's eyes.

The cultivators who had held their breath and waited for Shen Chengxue to open his eyes suddenly saw the brows of the clear and cold Banished Immortal relax.

Joy flashed in his eyes, is it done? !

Shen Chengxue was caught off guard and opened a pair of snowy pupils, made a tactic with her fingertips, and sent out a sword aura towards the southwest.

That sword energy is not like the snow-white cold light of the Ningshuang sword that is used in daily life, but a fiery red flame wrapped around his body.

There was a wave of heat in the air, and some monks with low cultivation levels couldn't resist the sword energy unintentionally emitted by the sword, and a fishy sweetness rose in their throats.

There was a bright phoenix cry in a trance.

In a place where no one was paying attention, a wave suddenly appeared in a seemingly ordinary place.

A man in black suddenly fell out, and when his feet were about to touch the ground, he frantically summoned a sword and placed it under his feet, but at least there was no yellow sand on it.This person was Ling Wu, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, "That is... the contracted spirit beast of the great devil, the super-grade holy beast Suzaku."

Suzaku comes out to avoid evil.

His kung fu is both good and evil, and it is inevitable that it will be affected. Those crooked ways of practicing evil kung fu are calm on the surface, but in fact their internal organs have been displaced by the shock.

Ling Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes, a little playful: "Obviously I am the biggest devil, why can I contract Suzaku as a mount?"

But these are not under his control, after all, Shen Chengxue is his benefactor now.

On the surface of the fiery red sword aura that bears everyone's expectations, there is a rudimentary phoenix bird looming on the surface, making people who see it suspicious.

Not long after, there were bursts of distant and long-lasting sounds in everyone's ears.

It was as if the old bell of the monastery was being rung.

The yellow sand under their feet listened, and many monks laughed happily, "It's time to come out!"

The corners of Shen Chengxue's lips hooked slightly, and he put the returned sword energy into his sleeve with his backhand, blocking the prying eyes.

Just as the monks were immersed in the joy of the crisis being resolved, they didn't notice the slight hook of Lin Changxuan's lips in the dark.

I saw that the yellow sand, which was still calm just now, suddenly moved.

Everyone was sucked into the vortex formed by the yellow sand at an accelerated speed.

However, the aura has no effect at all, it is sucked into the vortex as if the meridians were sealed.

Shen Chengxue was caught off guard and his eyes went dark, and his body fell endlessly under the squeeze of the yellow sand.

Soon, he couldn't breathe from his mouth, and Shen Chengxue only had time to hold his breath.

During the endless falling, Shen Chengxue's waist was suddenly wrapped by a hand.

The corners of Lin Changxuan's lips curled up slightly. In the situation where no one could open his eyes and use the body-protecting aura, he was able to use the body-protecting aura to separate the yellow sand. He stretched out his fingertips and stroked Shen Chengxue's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Shen Chengxue seemed to be aware of it, her brows were slightly frowned, she wanted to open her eyes, but she cared about the yellow sand outside.

Xianzu's handwriting is really extraordinary. Compared with Feisheng, distraction is like floating and shaking a big tree.

I can't remember how long it took to fall, but fortunately, the monk has already been reborn as a mortal, and after the Nascent Soul, he can hold his breath without holding his breath.

Even being unable to breathe did not cause any harm to Shen Chengxue.

It's just that he seems to feel that someone is watching him.

When that hand touched his eyes and gently pressed the eyeballs, Shen Chengxue's heart sank. There was really someone in front of him.

While thinking, a piece of soft lips suddenly parted the yellow sand, and gently stuck to himself.

Although Shen Chengxue doesn't understand love, she also knows what it is.

"Hey, let go!"

A smile flashed across Lin Changxuan's eyes. Hearing Shen Chengxue's resistance, not only did he not leave, but he took advantage of the beauty's inability to fight back and bullied her wantonly.

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding yellow sand completely faded away, but in Shen Chengxue's eyes, he was still limited by the yellow sand, and on his lips... I don't know who it was.

Lin Changxuan kissed Shen Chengxue's eyebrows with nostalgia in his eyes, and followed his white earlobe all the way down. When he met the high collar, he just tore it open without hesitation, leaned over his collarbone with a pointed Gritted his teeth.

Shen Chengxue seemed to have noticed in the dark that someone had untied her collar, her ears turned red with anger, but she couldn't make any sound, and she couldn't move her body either.

It can only be played by the strangers on it.

Lin Changxuan's eyes flashed a hint of evil, but he didn't exert any force, he just held it in his mouth and rubbed it together.

After seeing with satisfaction that he had left a red mark, he reluctantly got away.

After tidying up the skirts of his baby, Lin Changxuan stepped on the ground with the limp beauty in his arms.In Shen Chengxue's eyes, it was another matter.

He felt that the apprentice who had played with him disappeared, his body swayed, and he stood where he was.

Shen Chengxue opened his eyes very quickly, a pair of beautiful silver pupils were full of bone-piercing coldness.

But there was no one in front of him.

Only monks in twos and threes fell to the ground with an ouch.

Shen Chengxue's brows were heavy, and she swept over one by one, but she didn't find the aura of the disciple.

Thinking of Deng Tuzi, Shen Chengxue touched between the collarbone and gritted his teeth.