Just as Lin Chuan passed the test of the first floor of the Jingjing Pavilion, another place exactly the same, Ling Hong frowned slightly at the man in black.

The moment he came here, the strange sense of familiarity filled his mind, and the scenes quickly turned in front of his eyes, as if he had encountered the same before infinity. The scene, he even felt that he was the man in black standing there.

"Familiar feeling ..." Ling Hong murmured softly, his amber eyes fixedly looking at the figure not far away.

"Catch me three strokes without failing, you can pass the test of the first floor of the Tibetan scripture Pavilion!" The figure said indifferently, without the slightest emotion, and without any emotional ups and downs, as if it has been so indifferent since ancient times. But listening to Ling Hong's ears was so incredible, because he knew that it was his own voice.

"Why ..." Ling Hong's pupils were a bit dilated, and his consciousness was instantly pulled into a vague memory, but no matter how hard he tried his best, it was difficult to get a glimpse into it.

After half a ring, Ling Hong's pupils reunited, looking at the figure not far away, said softly, "Come, no matter who you are, make a conclusion today!"

As soon as the voice fell, the white light shot like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Ling Hong's body and fell straight to his fragile throat.

At this moment, the dark red light flashed slightly, and a dilapidated and decaying coffin board appeared in Ling Hong's hand, straight up with his right hand, and smashed toward the white light, as if he had fully expected the blow, no matter the angle It's still powerful, and it's not bad.

In the roar, the white light shattered and a dazzling light dissipated beside Ling Hong, while holding the broken coffin board in his hand, he stood silently in place.

The distant figure had disappeared at the moment of the white light burst, but Ling Hong still stood there indifferently, as if the secret crisis did not exist at all.

The next moment, a huge white light fingerprint imprinted, and Ling Hong's brows didn't raise his eyebrows. The white light path engraved spread out from under his skin instantly, and the spiritual power of the light attribute spread all over the old coffin board.

"It's over!"

Ling Hong Qingdao said, his right hand was raised high, and a coffin board was directly patted on the fingerprint, and the landing point was the weakest part of the spell.

The light seal was broken, and the black figure in it was directly shot dead by Ling Hong with the coffin board. The whole process was flowing without any delay. He seemed to have anticipated everything, but was quiet, but it erupted in an instant that made everyone Amazing horror power.

The entire first floor of the Scripture Pavilion began to emerge, and the stairs leading to the second floor also appeared at this moment. Ling Hong didn't even look at the ordinary cheats. He went straight up the stairs and walked towards the second floor. Light traffic is familiar!

Another assessment place.

Meng Jingxian faced a man in black with a great foundation, but he was nervous and unaware of the strangeness of the man whose face was hidden in the shadows.

For him, **** this monk in the simplest case is the most important thing.

At the beginning of the battle, the dark spiritual power of Meng Jingxian erupted instantly, and disappeared directly above the hall.

However, the next moment, something that Meng Jingxian didn't expect happened. The black monk who was standing quietly in the center of the hall suddenly burst out with a violent light, and the spiritual power of the bright attributes burst out, sweeping the hall instantly.

Meng Jingxian, who was hidden in the shadows, had nowhere to hide, and his body was directly exposed to the light.

"Oh !!!! Forget that this is the Fairy House of the Light God Sect!" Meng Jingxian cursed, his body flashed, turned into a black streamer, and went straight to the black monk not far away.

He chose to take the initiative to attack because he knew that in a place full of light attributes, his dark attributes would be greatly restrained. These two attributes are not like the Five Elements attribute, and they have the principle of mutual complementation.

The restraint between them is more like black and white, whoever is strong is restrained, and Meng Jingxian himself builds a great strength in the base period. He wants to use the dark attribute to hide his body, and then attack and kill a light attribute. Monk, that's almost impossible.

Therefore, he can only abandon his best assassination and head to head-to-head confrontation. This is a last resort, but it does not mean that Meng Jingxian has no hope.

The black streamer is extremely fast. While the monk in black was still working on his tactics, Meng Jingxian had come to him. The cold front of his right hand flickered in black and quickly swept toward the black monk's throat. .

boom!

The light burst out and instantly reached Meng Jingxian's blade.

Although the strength of the black monk was only complete in the foundation period, his strength was not weaker than that of the Jindan period, and the reaction speed was much faster than ordinary people. Even in this crisis, he could make the most correct judgment. .

"Huh! Find death!" Meng Jingxian's mouth showed a sneer sneer ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ If the monk with other attributes is basically helpless in the face of such defense, but his Meng Jingxian is different, Because he used the dark attribute which restrains the light attribute most.

The next moment, Heimang broke out and instantly penetrated the hastily arranged defense of the black monk, and the blade edged directly across his neck.

"Dark Touch!"

Rich black energy erupted along the cold front dagger when it touched the opponent's body.

Meng Jingxian's body walked at the touch of a touch, without any lingering. This is his habit as an assassin. Even if the mission fails, he must leave a trail for himself.

The black markings spread quickly under the monk's skin, and the white light kept flashing, but it couldn't stop the invasion of darkness. After just ten breaths, the monk in black burst out and disappeared into the hall. in.

"Even if it is a bright attribute, it will fall under My Lord's sword!" Meng Jingxian blew the blade of the cold front dagger and said lightly.

The next moment, facing various secrets presented in front of his eyes, Meng Jingxian directly opened his mouth in surprise.

"So many cheats ... this ... Treasure Pavilion I saw in Tao Bozong had only one shelf, but there are thousands of bookshelves here. It is indeed the first gate of the Nanming continent ..." Meng Jing Xian kept saliva and rushed to these cheats.

Looking at these ordinary cheats, Meng Jingxian even found dark spells in it, which immediately surprised Meng Jingxian who did not have much hope.

"There are ordinary people here, then there will be some people above the ground, even the heavenly ones ... hahaha ... mine ... are mine ..." Wiping off the saliva from the corner of the mouth, Meng Jingxian turned and ran to the stairs leading to the second floor.

(End of this chapter)

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