Inverse Sword God

Seeing Lin Xuan, Zhou Yong's entire face was distorted. ·

But thinking of his status as an inscription master of Erpin, he sighed.

Now Lin Xuan, he can't afford to mess with him unless his master comes forward.

"Brother Zhou, you must be a second-class inscription master, please help me to teach them lessons!" Xing Tong still yelled there.

However, when they saw a golden pattern on Zhou Yong's chest, they immediately froze.

"Brother Zhou, are you ..." the bald man wondered.

"Sorry everyone, I can't control this." Zhou Yong sighed.

"Master Lin, this matter has nothing to do with me." He said to Lin Xuan with his fists.

"Lin, Master Lin?" The soldiers around him froze, looking at Lin Xuan in doubt.

What makes Zhou Yong an adult is by no means a simple character.

Is this Lin Xuan an extraordinary origin?

There was suddenly a bad feeling in the mind of the bald man, and he was trying to ask, but found that Zhou Yong had already left.

Lin Xuan drew a silver robe on his palm, and the two golden patterns on his chest were as dazzling as sword swords.

"Second Inscription Master!" The warrior's face in the Xing family changed greatly, and the bald man almost jumped up.

They couldn't think of it, Lin Xuan turned out to be a second grade inscription master!

No wonder Lin Xuan is not afraid of them, no wonder Zhou Yong called Master Lin Xuan, now everything is clear.

"Misunderstanding, Master Lin, this is a misunderstanding!" The bald-headed man immediately piled up a smiley face, but the inscription master of the second grade couldn't stand it.

"Not yet dispersed, blocking the way of Master Lin, see I will not kill you."

"Master Lin, walk slowly, and we will leave." The bald man nodded his head, preparing to escape.

"Slow!" Lin Xuan said, "You want to leave now?"

Everybody froze and stopped reluctantly.

As the bald man gritted his teeth, he lifted Xing Tong out and threw it in front of Lin Xuan, and then punched and kicked.

"You waste, dare to mess with Master Lin, you are really looking for death!"

Xing Tong twitched and screamed.

He now has a dead heart, Erpin Inscription Master, killing him is just a blink of an eye.

"Master Lin, I was wrong. I have no eyes. I **** it!" Xing Tong began to slap himself.

"Master Lin, let me be a fart, let me go!"

"Alright." Lin Xuan said lightly. "It's not impossible to let you go, it depends on your sincerity."

"Mr. Lin, despite your orders, our Xing family will be able to do it for you."

The bald man hurriedly said that Xing Tong looked at Lin Xuan with hope.

Lin Xuan pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down a long list of spirits.

"Give you three days, find everything on it, and take it to the volcano training room."

The bald man finished the paper, glanced at it, and saw that it was full of precious spirit grass, and now there was a distress.

However, nothing could be shown on his face.

"If I can't see anything after three days, I can only go to Xingfu and take a trip. At that time, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Lin Xuan said lightly.

"Master Lin rest assured that we will be delivered!" The bald man said quickly, and then left with a group of people.

Lin Xuan looked at the crowd with a smile, and walked towards Zhao Volcano with Zhao Xue.

He came to the training room again, this time he was going to remove the mark of the Purple Palace.

His soul power glanced continuously, exploring the situation inside his body, and with the guidance of the wine master, finally found the mark.

It was a purple light spot the size of a needle, hidden deep in his body.

Lin Xuan couldn't find it before, but now his soul strength has improved and he can easily find it.

The soul power turned into an invisible sword, suddenly pierced, chopping the purple light spot.

A golden lightning surge surged, forming a ball to wrap it, and sent it out of the body.

After removing the purple light spots, Lin Xuan felt much more comfortable, and even the spiritual power flow was much smoother.

After closing his eyes for a while, he adjusted his condition to the peak, and then took out a huge ice cube.

The cold was surging, and the whole room seemed to be frozen.

In the blue ice, the blue-haired man was motionless.

However, Lin Xuan obviously felt that the blue hair was still fluctuating.

"It's been so long, but it hasn't been frozen to death?" Lin Xuan was surprised.

"Your current strength should be able to show slavery." The wine master slowly said, "Do as I say."

Lin Xuan nodded, and the soul force poured out and penetrated into the ice cube.

When contacting the blue-haired man, the latter's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a green flame was beating in the eye socket.

"End print!"

Lin Xuan's soul power poured into Qingfa's mind, forming a peculiar mark constantly.

Click! Click!

In the eyes of the blue-haired man, the green fire was beating, a horrible breath was spreading, and cracks appeared on the ice.

"Sword of soul!"

In Lin Xuan's left eye, the translucent sword air flowed out and stood directly in Qingfa's soul through the ice.

Huh!

Suddenly, the green flame in Qingfa's eyes weakened a lot.

And Lin Xuan's slave seal was successfully printed in his mind.

"It's done." Lin Xuan was relieved.

Yunzhou, underwater world.

Among the huge cracks is a palace.

Inside the temple, the bronze coffin suddenly trembled, and the horror breath spread all around.

Underwater waves rolled, forming a huge vortex, as if to tear everything.

"Slave!" A low voice came from the coffin.

In the training room, Lin Xuan released the Qingfa man and stared at him cautiously.

"Master." Qingfa's gaze was inscribed.

"Um." Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that the slave seal really worked.

Suddenly, the blue-haired man stiffened, and the green flame in his eyes burned again.

"This is his body calling, and quickly cut off this connection with the sword." The wine master reminded.

Lin Xuan's eyes fixed, his sword surged in his body, and his sharp sword was cut out into the void.

The invisible contact was cut off, and the Qingfa man restored peace again.

"Well, no accidents will happen this time."

Yunzhou, undersea.

The low voice sounded again: "Big Dragon Sword ..."

Cultivation room.

Lin Xuan breathed out and asked Shen, "Who are you?"

"I am your servant ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Qingfaren said.

"I ask who you were before? Or who is your identity?"

"Qing Yan left," said Qing Faren.

"What do you have to do with Nether Hall?" Lin Xuan continued to ask.

"Hidden Hall is one of the eight hall entrances of this religion," Qingfa said slowly.

"One of the eight hall entrances!" Lin Xuan's pupils shrunk, and as far as he knows, the Nether Hall once controlled several countries and was extremely powerful.

And now, it turned out to be just a mouth.

"What you teach, tell what you know!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Hidden Hall belongs to the Black Dragon Sect, but it is one of the weak gates. The main hall is a ghost old man, whose strength has reached the state of respect."

"The lord of the religion, the Black Dragon, has boundless magical powers, just like the true god. He sat down with two envoys, four guardians, and eight hall masters.