Black-Robed Sword Immortal

"It is reasonable, I was not going to kill you." Lin Yun nodded said.

Lin Yun really does not want to provoke the Spirit King. Tang Ping and Wu Zixuan are both Golden Core Early-Stage, because they are the monks of Smaller Thousand Worlds, they are much weaker than the Golden Core Early-Stage monks of Spirit Void World, and Lin Yun can easily defeat them.

But the emperor of the Qianling Spirit King dynasty, the Qianling Great Emperor, is the late Golden Core monk. Even if the strength is better than the monks of Spirit Void World, it is at least equal to the Golden Core middle-term monk. And Qianling Great Emperor, as the king of Qianling Spirit World, must have a lot of hole cards in his hand.

If Lin Yun encounters the Great Emperor, Lin Yun is not sure of winning. If the Qianling Great Emperor had other Golden Core monks to help, then Lin Yun would definitely not be able to beat it.

So if it is not necessary, Lin Yun will not provoke the Spirit King and the Great Emperor.

"That's right, killing me will not do you any good." Tang Ping sighed in relief and asked, "I wonder if you are here late at night, why?"

" I'm here to save this Spirit Race." Lin Yun looked towards the Spirit Race woman who was tied to the wall and said.

Spirit Race and Human Race are not much different in appearance, but the ears are pointed at the top, a bit like the elves in western fantasy stories.

"Do you know this Spirit Race?" Tang Ping asked.

"I don't know."

"Then why do you want to save him?"

"There is a saying in my hometown that the villain died of talking too much." Lin Yun said, "Do you want me to demonstrate the meaning of this sentence?"

Tang Ping shook his head, closed his mouth, and said nothing.

Lin Yun walked to the Spirit Race woman, waved and shot a few sword qi to cut off the chains that bound her.

"Thank you." The Spirit Race woman thanked her while covering her white skin. However, her clothes had been torn by Tang Ping, and many places were torn by the whip, which could not be covered.

Lin Yun saw this scene in his eyes and said to Tang Ping: "Take off your clothes."

"Huh?" Tang Ping looked at Lin Yun in shock. Does this person have a long-yang addiction and want to treat me...

"Quickly get off!" Lin Yun urged.

"Skills can be killed, not humiliated! How can Tang Ping say that I am also a Golden Core monk, how can I allow you to be humiliated like this?" Tang Ping clenching one's teeth and said.

"Take off your clothes or die, you can only choose one." Lin Yun became a little impatient, a big man, how could he get pester and chirp after taking off his clothes?

Tang Ping fought a fierce ideological struggle, and in the end, the desire to survive took the upper hand, slowly unbuttoning his coat.

"I will follow you this time, but you must not spread this matter!" Tang Ping said while unbuttoning.

He took off the robe outside and threw it on the ground, tears of humiliation in his eyes, and began to take off the pants inside.

"Stop, you don't have to take off your pants!" Lin Yun picked up the robe on the ground, looked at Tang Ping who was about to take off his pants unfathomable mystery, and thought that this person is sick, right?

Lin Yun put a robe on the Spirit Race woman, covered her body, and said, "Follow me."

"en." The Spirit Race woman responded. Follow Lin Yun and leave the dungeon.

Tang Ping realized that he had misunderstood the meaning of this mysterious person, and couldn't help being relieved. The evening festival was finally saved.

Lin Yun took the Spirit Race woman out of the secret cell, and the right hand gently embraced her in his arms, and rose from the sky to leave Taishui City. The Spirit Race woman nestled in Lin Yun's arms, her cheeks flushed.

Out of the city, Lin Yun landed on a wilderness outside the city, gently lowering the Spirit Race woman in his arms.

"many thanks, life-saving grace." The Spirit Race woman lowered her head, looked at Lin Yun secretly, and said shyly.

"I don't know how the girl is called?"

"Ling Qing'er."

" Qing'er girl, you are Spirit Race, can you understand Spirit Race Formation? "Lin Yun asked.

"Formation, I don't understand." Ling Qing'er said, "But snow..."

She stopped immediately after uttering a word of snow, and held her hands tightly. Covered his little cherry mouth.

"Qing'er girl, I have important things to help someone who knows Spirit Race Formation." Lin Yun said earnestly, "If you know, please take me to see him."

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Ling Qing'er struggled for a long time and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know Spirit Race who understands Formation."

Such a clumsy lie can't deceive Lin Yun, Lin Yun frowned, and start Consider whether to use more cruel means than Tang Ping to extract a confession and force her to speak out.

"Young Master is looking for a Spirit Race who understands Formation. I don't know what it is." A clear and ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Yun looked up, only to see a woman wearing a snow-white gauze skirt descending from the sky. The woman's face is elegant and vulgar, and her clothes are graceful, just like Fairy is coming.

The beauty of the woman's face made Lin Yun couldn't help thinking of the senior who taught him "Divine Sword Controlling True Thunder Art".

What makes Lin Yun vigilant is that watching the breath of a woman, she is a Golden Core monk!

"Snow elder sister!" Seeing the woman, Ling Qinger rushed forward like Fei.

The white clothed woman gently hugged Ling Qing'er in her arms, touched her head, and raised her eyes to Lin Yun.

"The girl is also a Spirit Race?" Lin Yun asked.

"Yes." The white clothed woman replied, "Young Master hasn't answered yet, why did you find the Spirit Race of Formation that you understand."

Lin Yun thought about it and decided To tell the truth, he told his story and what happened in Spirit Void World.

The white clothed woman and Ling Qing'er both looked surprised after hearing this. They didn't expect the monk in front of them to come from Intermediate Thousand Worlds.

"Can the Young Master take off the mask?" the white clothed woman said, "If we don't show our true colors, how can we believe what Young Master said?"

Lin Yun hearing this He took off the mask. He wore the mask just to avoid unnecessary trouble. Now that Spirit Race has been found, it doesn't make much sense to wear a mask or not.

Seeing Lin Yun's real face, the white clothed woman couldn't help but eyes shined and ripples appeared.

Lin Yun saw this scene in his eyes, and he was secretly proud. It seemed that the white clothed woman was so handsome by her handsome face that she could talk later.

"Girl, I also took off the mask. Can you tell me where there is a Spirit Race that understands Formation?" Lin Yun asked.

"Let Young Master disappointed, Spirit Race Formation has long been lost, and no Spirit Race in the Spirit World understands Formation." said the white clothed woman.

Lin Yun was willing to believe there, and said with a cold look: "If you refuse to say, you will not want to leave today."

"Really?" The white clothed woman smiled. , She stretched out her hand, and a spiritual ring exuding a faint rays of light appeared in the palm of her hand.

"Goodbye Young Master."

The spirit ring bloomed with dazzling rays of light. Under the reflection of rays of light, the white clothed woman and Ling Qing'er disappeared out of thin air.

Lin Yun stood there in shock, looking at the empty front, only to realize that he underestimated Spirit Race.

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Thousands of Spirit King Dynasty, the royal capital.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Tang Ping, the lord of Thai Water Mansion, reported that the Spirit Race woman captured by Thai Water Mansion was rescued." Inside the palace, an old man reported to Qianling Great Emperor. .

"Oh? Can you rescue people from Tang Ping, is it Ling Xianxue?"

"No, it's a masked sword cultivator. There is no such person in the Imperial Court. The information."

"Since it is not a Spirit Race, then ignore it for the time being." Qianling Great Emperor said, "The most important thing now is to capture the spirit Muye, as long as you capture him, you can He took the bait for Ling Xianxue for the bait."

"Your Majesty, don’t worry, we have already set up an inescapable net and we will be able to capture the spirit Muye."

"That's good." Qianling The Great Emperor was satisfied with said with a smile, "Spirit Race only has two Golden Core monks, Lingxianxue and Lingmuye. As long as they are both swept away, Spirit Race will not be a problem."