Tempered Immortal

Chapter 536
Lin Xuan doesn't have a lot of friends, but even if he hasn't met some famous masters in the world of cultivating immortals in Youzhou, he still hears about them often.

This pink loose person is one of them.

However, everyone's name behind him was not so respectful, but with fear and disgust, they called him the pink old devil.

Except for those few Nascent Soul stage masters with deep fortune, Pink Old Devil can be said to be a top figure.

The fame is so great that even Taibai Sword Immortal is slightly inferior. Of course, it is not easy to say who is stronger and who is weaker between the two.

But one thing is for sure, this old devil is not only full of strange and unpredictable evil skills, but also ruthless and lustful. Since he became famous, he has ruined countless women's innocence.

Needless to say, ordinary female cultivators, even those female disciples of famous sects, if this person takes a fancy to them, they would also dare to snatch them back and use them as cauldrons to harvest supplements wantonly.

As a result, he naturally had countless enemies, and was even chased and killed by a Nascent Soul senior for a year. However, this old monster was not executed, relying on a few strange supernatural powers, he was able to escape narrowly and narrowly.

Afterwards, a frantic revenge was launched. He couldn't beat the masters of the Nascent Soul Stage, but he attacked like the low-level disciples of the opposing sect.

In less than half a year, thousands of low-level monks of that sect were lost.

As a result, even if Yixianxia is one of the Big Three, he can't handle it. The pink old devil is too cunning, and he can always escape the roundup of their high-ranking monks every time.

In the end, the two sides actually negotiated a peace in secret.

As a monk in the alchemy period, being able to push Yixianxia to such an extent is also considered to be a precedent in history.

There is no deep taboo about this matter, but it is still slowly spreading in the world of cultivating immortals, which further fuels the arrogance of the old devil, and acts more and more recklessly.

Fortunately, this person is not without a sense of propriety, he will not provoke female cultivators in the core congealing stage, and the most people who are snatched back to pick up men are the monks in the foundation stage. Some low-level disciples, the major sects can still afford to lose, so He just pinched his nose and admitted the matter.

Why did this old devil come to the enemy-occupied area? Those monks who recognized the origin of the red cloud were all surprised, and their faces turned blue.

Naturally, Lin Xuan would not be afraid of this person, but he secretly raised his vigilance, but on the surface, he had a harmless expression.

The red cloud surged for a while, and finally stopped, and gradually became smaller. A figure was looming, and finally flew out from inside.

This is the pink old devil?

Although the old monster in front of him is notorious, but there are really not many monks who have seen its true face.

He was tall and tall, with red face and bald head, triangular eyes, rosaceous nose, and his appearance was extremely ugly. After he appeared, his eyes swept across the audience like a wolf, and he grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

Everyone felt awe-inspiring, and even if they didn't know him, they didn't dare to make a mistake.

Lin Xuan didn't intend to be troublesome, but the old devil's eyes finally fell on the two girls beside him.

Lu Ying'er was fine, although her face was pale, she was barely calm, but Liu Xin was not so good, and she couldn't help showing a disgusted expression on her face.

Lin Xuan frowned, this old monster wouldn't...

As far as he knew, the pink old devil was as lustful as his life, and the female cultivators he spoiled were not necessarily for the sake of mending, sometimes he forcibly took away the women he liked.

Afraid, Lin Xuan is naturally not afraid, but now in the enemy-occupied area, he doesn't want to conflict with the other party!

Fortunately, the old monster also seemed to have some scruples. After turning his eyes around Lin Xuan, he didn't take any action, but found a place to sit down.

The monks near him were naturally ashen-colored, and they moved away scramblingly.

With such a demon present, everyone was obviously restrained a lot, and no one dared to speak or move around at will.

Time passed slowly in this weird silence.

Waiting for another half a day.

Even Lin Xuan was a little impatient, and a large number of monks felt dissatisfied. The only thing that made them happy was that the pink old devil had not provoked them during this time, except that he used his tricks to kill the black boy when he first arrived. .

"What's going on, why don't the people from Jubao Building come here? Could there be an accident?"

"I don't know, but there is no other way now, only to continue to wait."

……

Finally, two monks couldn't help but exchanged opinions secretly, but they all fell into Lin Xuan's ears. There are indeed many benefits to having a strong spiritual sense. Lin Xuan originally planned to listen attentively, but suddenly, in the distance But there was a big dark cloud floating in the sky.

The monks present couldn't help groaning inwardly, a pink old monster had already made everyone tremble, so there must be another old monster coming.

Of course, this idea can only be a slander in the heart, no one dares to show strange emotions, it is said that besides being lustful, the pink old devil is also notoriously moody!

The lessons learned by Hei Lao San are not far away, and no one wants to ask for trouble.

The dark cloud was extremely fast, and soon came to the top of the head, whizzing repeatedly, and five monks flew out of it.

The clothes of these people were the same, it was a very loose long robe, the only thing they didn't use was that the old man at the head had three crystals embroidered on his chest, while the four young men behind had only two.

This should represent the difference in identity, the old man is at the core congealing stage, while the four subordinates are only foundation building stage disciples.

Seeing their attire, all the monks present heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fellow daoists, the old man Sun Haixian is the deacon of Jubaolou, responsible for the business of the teleportation array."

"Old Sun, why are you here so late today?" A monk with an ordinary appearance said, this person is also a monk of Condensing Pills, and he should know the person in charge of the Jubao Building.

"So it's Daoist Feng from the Haisha sect." Sun Haixian turned his head, with a warm smile on his face, and said apologetically, "It's true that you have kept you fellow daoists waiting for a long time. We had no choice but to take a long detour without being discovered by them."

Once this reason is said, it is natural for everyone to blame it.

"Then don't delay, I don't want to stay in this occupied area any longer." Some monk muttered in the crowd.

"Hehe, that's natural. Mr. Sun came here to pick up fellow Taoists and leave. As long as he pays this building five thousand crystals, he can safely return to the place where there are no ghosts."

"What, why are five thousand spars so expensive?" The middle-aged woman in her forties exclaimed, and then her face showed anger: "Senior Sun, are you going too far, concubine? I have been teleported for two months, but that time there were only two thousand crystals, why is it more than doubled now?"

When the other monks heard this, they also showed resentment, and they started clamoring one after another.

(End of this chapter)