Chapter 1861: Practicing hands with pseudo-holy

Without any delay, Lexus stepped directly towards the main entrance of the Yin House.
The main entrance was rotten and heavy. As the imprisonment disappeared, the whole house seemed to collapse at any time.
Ling Zhi just touched his hand and pressed it, and the front door of the Yin House made a squeaky sound and fell out.
A yin wind blew onward suddenly.
A few people couldn't help reaching out their hands and pulling their sleeves. This is the most subconscious behavior, human instinct.
Under their gaze, Ling Zhi stepped out of the courtyard gate. Under the faint light, Ling Zhi's figure appeared a little deep and long, and disappeared in their eyes.
Li Bai squinted slightly, "He doesn't want us to follow."
Shui Wuxun nodded, "After all, it is him who has been on board for thirty-three days, and the protagonist of this trial is also him."
"Go back." Li Bai no longer looked out the door, "Senior Qi Ling once mentioned that he felt that the training was over and he entered the painting again. He had other arrangements."
"But Ling him..." Yin Meng and Li Baishui Wuxun were already familiar, so she couldn't help but interrupted them.
"Don't worry, he will be fine." Shui Wuxun smiled heartily, making Yin Meng relieved.
Yin Meng subconsciously cast her gaze on Shu Feiyao. It was only then that she realized that Shu Feiyao's gaze had already been taken back from the door, holding Gulu in her arms, and was whispering something to Gulu.
"I like Ling too, and I am full of confidence in him. I believe that he can do things that many people can't do. Even if it is a miracle, it is common in front of Ling." Yin Meng whispered secretly in her heart, and she again I couldn't help but look at Shu Feiyao more.
"But, even if you believe, even if you trust, how can you be so firm, so firm that you can hardly worry about nervousness, do you just believe that he can definitely return safely? That is the remnant of the strong ancestral holy realm."
Yin dreams are unclear, so she can't understand Shu Feiyao, because she can't understand, so she becomes more and more white, how high the position of Ling Zhi in Shu Feiyao's heart is.
Different from their direction, Ling Zhi stepped on the streets of Diaocheng again at this moment, but he had a different feeling.
The first time I stepped into this place a few days ago, I was quite cautious and at a loss. When I saw Chu Da and Yun fleeing easily one after another, I became nervous and worried to the extreme.
But now, he is not only not afraid, but in his heart, he has a faint expectation.
A very bold idea appeared in his [3Q Chinese www.xbshu.cn] at the moment when Xuanhuang's immortal body became complete.
It's just that he didn't say that if they knew about it, they would doubt if Lexus was crazy.
Crossing the streets, Lexus walked around the city like a tourist.
Sometimes you will hear the weird noises from the yin house, and those who are more daring will secretly open the side door and rush out, wanting to hunt him down as food.
Such a scene only disappeared after killing more than ten living dead in his fingertips.
After walking for half a day, Ling Zhi suddenly became darker in front of him. He looked up in surprise, and then he saw a city wall.
This city wall is only a few feet high and kilometers long.
"Inner wall?" Ling Zhi frowned, wondering.
In ancient times, there were many city walls, and there were only inner and outer walls.
But this inner wall is a bit too small, a kilometer long, not even a big yin house.
Under this inner wall, there is a smaller gate, only one meter high.
Appearing on the side of the city wall, it looks like a dog hole in the courtyard wall.
Ling Zhi's footsteps slowed down and stopped. He looked at the city gate, stretched out his hand boredly and shook his head and said, "It's troublesome, I want to go in, but I don't want to bend over this city gate."
With that, he raised his head and looked at the top of the city wall.
The sky was dim, and it was not real when it was far away. He raised his head at the moment, and he discovered that there was a big red coffin hanging on the edge of the city wall.
"No, it's not big red." Ling Zhi suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed. He saw some wood texture on the side of the coffin.
His first reaction was that the red lacquer had fallen off, but in the next moment, he reacted, it was not red lacquer, but red blood.
The reason why it looks like painted paint is only because of the thickness of the blood stains on the outside.
This shows that more than once, blood was free and easy on the coffin, and it was dry and firmly stuck to it.
Looking at the coffin in the sky above and the calm at the city gate below, even the fool understood what it meant.
Either bow down and drill the gate of the city, or pass from above, but it is very likely that the coffin will be stained with blood and die.
"Big man, I would rather bend than bend."
Ling Zhi spoke loudly, clearly that there was no one around him, but he seemed to be talking to someone else. After saying this, he began to raise his foot.
Settle down.
Then his body flew up and raised.
boom!
The powerful unimaginable gravity suddenly descended on Ling Zhi's body.
However, Ling Zhi seemed to have expected it. He only dropped three inches slightly, and continued to leap upwards without being alone.
It was just a matter of time before he could breathe, he saw the scene on the city wall, with mottled blood stains and some broken blades.
He stretched out his hand, wanted to pat the edge of the city wall, and jumped onto the city wall in one fell swoop.
At this moment, a cloud of black mist emerged from within this city wall.
The black mist condensed into a mass of substance and shot towards Lexus.
Looking at the direction he was shooting, as long as Lexus couldn't support it, it would inevitably burst on the spot, and most of the blood would drip on the coffin.
"Have you finally appeared." Ling Zhi's eyes changed slightly, and he stepped on Qixing without fear, his body creaked, and he patted the front with a palm.
Click.
His wrist paused, and the bulging part of the wrist bone suddenly broke through the outer skin and muscles and exposed.
But in his eyes, there was a flash of joy.
Just because, at this moment, not only did he not be shot down by the opponent, but he forced to go one step further, standing on the battlements of this city wall, with his feet on the ground.
The black mist condensed in front of Ling Zhi, sluggish for a moment, a blood-red eye, exuding a strange red light, was reflected from the black mist.
A sense of crisis surfaced in Ling Zhi's heart, and he didn't allow him to react. There was a furry palm, carrying a sharp and narrow claw, thrusting into his chest.
"Sure enough, it's not the power of the ordinary Saint King's third-level realm." Ling Zhi yelled, feeling the strength between the palm of the opponent, and the muscles above his arm showed obvious tension.
The power of the Xuanhuang Immortal Body rolled out and was brought to the extreme by him.
There was a look of expectation in his eyes.
Ling Zhi, he actually planned to use the pseudo-saint-level existence in front of him to practice his hands and sharpen himself.