The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 52

Lin Zhiyan didn't make things difficult for them, but just nodded coldly, and returned to Lin's house safely all the way under the escort of the hidden guards.

But Lin Qingyang, who was still fighting with poisonous scorpions in the fairyland, met an unexpected person.

In the barren desert, countless densely packed red scorpions raised their poisonous tails gleaming in the sun, trying in vain to destroy the young man surrounded by them.

Lin Qingyang is not as soft-hearted as Lin Zhiyan. He has gone out to practice since he was a child. Although when he was young, the young master's cultivation base was slightly higher than him due to his talent, but as time went by, he did everything he could in times of crisis just to survive. After coming down, Lin Qingyang was much more ruthless than Lin Zhiyan.

Completely different from his sunny and handsome appearance, Lin Qingyang's tricks are venomous. Wherever he passed, the red scorpions died. However, there are too many ants to kill elephants. Although this scorpion is easy to deal with, it is too much to bear if there are too many.

Lin Qingyang's eyes sank. Ever since he experienced those illusions, he was teleported to this desert. He walked for three days and three nights and was exposed to the scorching sun every day. Had a bad effect on the mood.

Lin Qingyang, who was extremely irritable, took a sword casually. Originally, he just wanted to vent the depression in his heart, but he didn't expect to take away the lair of these red scorpions with a single sword, which caused him to be hunted down endlessly.

Thinking of this incident, Lin Qingyang's eyes became more gloomy. Looking at these relentless red scorpions, his heart suddenly became angry, his wrist clenched the hilt of the sword, white light emerged, the sword was unstoppable, and a large group of red scorpions were killed again.

But at this time, a gloating voice came from a distance, full of malice, "Heh—isn't this Lin Tiantian? How did you encounter such a bad luck?"

Lin Qingyang looked back, and there was a young man in white standing a hundred feet away, holding Yushu Linfeng, but there was a sarcastic smile on that handsome face, which completely destroyed the temperament of the whole body.

But it was Pivot Wu who was warned by him in the hall.

I don't know how long Shuji has been standing here, Lin Qingyang lowered his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Don't bother your Excellency."

But Shuji laughed arrogantly as if hearing something funny, "Haha, Lin Qingyang, you also have today?" Xie suddenly regained his spirits, regardless of the body of his dead companion, he frantically rushed towards Lin Qingyang.

"You—" Lin Qingyang's eyes were about to burst, he laughed back angrily, "I never imagined that the young master of Qianji Pavilion is such a despicable villain!"

Shuji's smile faded. He had a gloomy face. Although he was handsome, he looked inexplicably pervasive when he was not smiling. He said indifferently, "It's the law of the jungle. I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Lin to be so naive."

After a pause, he said again, "If Fellow Daoist Lin met me who was besieged by the red scorpion, he would surely not show mercy." His tone was full of strong irony.

Lin Qingyang had a bad premonition when he saw Shuji before. Shuji was right. If the scene changed, he would never let Shuji go back alive. Those seemingly plain words before were just to stabilize the situation. Just live with him.

Seeing that the goal was not achieved, Lin Qingyang simply tore off that layer of friendly face, and his eyes suddenly became dangerous, "It's good that you know, if I don't die today, you will definitely die tomorrow without a burial place."

Shuji didn't care, "It's hard to say whether Fellow Daoist Lin will survive today, enjoy these little things, maybe I will collect the corpse for Fellow Daoist Lin in the end."

Thinking of Lin Qingyang and that young man who grew up as childhood sweethearts, Shuji felt jealous, and said mercilessly, "I wonder if Xiaoyan will be sad for Fellow Daoist Lin."

However, Lin Qingyang seemed to be offended by something. The lightness on his face before disappeared all of a sudden. He flipped his palms, and a phantom containing a huge attack attacked Shujiu. His eyes were dangerous and his tone was stern. , "Xiao Yan is the one you can call?"

Shuji laughed lightly, looking at this distraught young man, he finally lost the feeling of superiority that no one cares about, he was proud of himself, and his tone was inexplicably seductive, "Why can't you shout? I not only shouted, but also kissed him." ..."

I remembered that I had a spring by the stream before.Yao is a weak and beautiful young man, although he regretted not being able to make it to the end, and that bald donkey Wuchen got in the way, but something is better than nothing, Shuji looked at Lin Qingyang with sympathy in his eyes, "I heard What about Lin Daoyou and Xiao Yan’s childhood sweethearts, don’t you think they haven’t eaten yet? Such a little beauty, tsk tsk.”

Lin Qingyang looked at Shuji as if he was pondering something, and thought of Lin Zhiyan's vague information before, his dark eyes were as deep as an abyss, which made people feel inexplicably dangerous, but at this time those red scorpions He was still clinging to him, and was finally irritated. Lin Qingyang's fingertips flashed, and the white light became brighter. Immediately, not a single red scorpion in a radius of a hundred miles was left, and all of them died on the yellow sand, and the desert was covered with corpses. , which looks quite spectacular.

Shu Jiji's eyes flashed, and his tone was surprised, "I never thought Patriarch Lin would really value you, and would even give you such a treasure."

Lin Qingyang took back the magic weapon, slowly pulled out the natal sword, and with a crisp sound, the shining tip of the sword pointed directly at Shuji. He said calmly, "either you die today, or I live."

Stared at by those dark eyes implying great anger, Shujiu turned his back and felt a little regret in his heart, but soon, he suppressed these emotions.

As the young master of the Qianji Pavilion, Shuji has a cunning and cruel personality, and he does not know how much blood has been stained on his hands. Facing such provocations, Shuji naturally refuses to fall under others, but...he said calmly, "Friend Daoist Lin Don't you think it's a little too impulsive, if you want to compete, how about going out of the secret realm?"

He waved his finger around, "Who knows what will appear after that?"

Lin Qingyang sneered, "You think so."

After all, without giving Shujiu a chance to argue, the sword light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Qingyang was in front of Shujiu.

Keng——

The blades intersected, Shuji was caught off guard, but soon, he took out his weapon, it was a white folding fan, it looked fragile, but it was the number one hidden weapon in Tianyuan Continent.

Qianji Pavilion is very good at mechanism arithmetic, and it is not too strange to be able to make the world's number one hidden weapon. Shuji said gloomily, "Lin Qingyang, are you really going to fight me here?"

Lin Qingyang looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead person, "I said before, either you die or I live."

From this point of view, it is not unreasonable why Lin Zhiyan called Lin Qingyang a lunatic. Lin Qingyang usually looks bright and sunny, but he has a very small mind. Once he is provoked, he will never stop dying.

At this time, Shuji could no longer suppress the regret in his heart. If he had known that Lin Qingyang was such a lunatic, he would not have come to tease him. The atmosphere among people became more and more tense.

Speaking of which, Lin Qingyang and Shujiji's cultivation bases are similar. Shujiji shouldn't be so afraid of Lin Qingyang. However, although the two have similar cultivation bases, their talents are far behind. Lin Qingyang is a mutation that is rare in a century. Jin Lingen, and Shuji is just a water and wood dual spirit root, and Jin Ling is extremely powerful at all. In comparison, if Shuji had not held countless hidden weapons in his hands, he would not have dared to confront Lin Qingyang, a combat madman.

Qianji Pavilion is proficient in organ techniques, and doesn't care much about cultivation. If not for this, it would not be his turn to be the young master with the two spiritual roots of water and wood.

Seeing that this battle was inevitable, Shuji suppressed the regret in his heart, and his eyes became sharper, "Lin Qingyang, in terms of cultivation, we are almost the same, but you also know what our Qianji Pavilion is for, even if your attack He is more capable than me, but until the end, it is not certain who will win and who will lose. If you die in a secret place instead of under my fan, don't regret it."

Lin Qingyang clicked his tongue, "There's so much nonsense."

Shuji couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and his face was distorted. With a flick of his fingertips, countless silver needles with venom were pierced through the air, attacking Lin Qingyang, "Lin Qingyang, don't bully others too much!"

The venom on the silver needle glowed brightly in the sunlight. It was the venom of the deep-sea poisonous dragon. Here it is.

Lin Qingyang's gaze was steady. Even though he knew that Shujiji had endless tricks in his hands, he didn't panic. He dodged those silver needles without haste. At this moment, the aura of a swordsman was undoubtedly revealed. Lin Qingyang only needed a sword. It will be able to present a situation of fighting against courtesy with the cardinal.

Shu Wu knew in his heart that if this continues, he must be the loser, so his eyes became serious, and he really paid attention to this competition. Once this competition starts, the winner will be determined.

Fierce fighting, blowing up gusts of wind and sand, breaking all tricks with one force, in the face of absolute power, all small tricks are worthless, the sharp sword aura hits, Shuji doesn't check for a while, and is swept away by the sword aura Suddenly, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The balance of the situation was broken at this moment, the nerve of the brain was unstable, and the eyes staring at Lin Qingyang were as vicious as poison.

The sharp blade was about to hit his neck, Shujiu finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and shouted, "If you kill me, Qianji Pavilion will definitely not let Lin Zhiyan go!"