A deep review.

In an instant, the matter of chasing the forest inflammation was finalized.

Simple and casual.

The men of their temple were killed.

Nature cannot be so.

It was only they who had ever killed others, and when was it their turn to kill them?

Although Lin Yan took the cultivation of the peak of the sun, he killed them a saint.

This really surprised them a little.

But how about that?

The First Order.

In the temple, there is only the most basic existence.

This lint is already the limit even if it can kill the first-order saint.

compared to the Great Temple.

This forest is just an awe-iden ants.

So.

This time, it is necessary to suppress this forest inflammation with the wind and lightning!

Let him the temple winds!

Very soon.

This temple has issued a search order for forest inflammation on the host star of heaven!

Extremely overbearing announced the end of the forest inflammation, only a dead end!

This temple is obviously to bring Linyan to Liwei.

Very soon.

In the temple branch, a strong breath of the figure suddenly left.

...

Lin Yan was on the wall, watching the persecution order issued by the temple to him.

The face is unchanged.

The temple said it was to hunt him down.

But he didn’t even look at him.

It's ridiculous.

Shake your head.

After Lin Yan paid the cost of entering the city, he successfully came to this majestic city.

This is the most powerful city in the thousands of miles.

The city is compared to this city.

It’s a big difference, not a bad one.

The strongest man in the city is an old saint.

Lived for more than 3,000 years.

Strength is strong, and no one can be shaken.

The forest is darkly thought out.

The old saint lived that long.

At the very least, he is a saint of three heavens.

It seems.

This heavenly star is indeed enough to lie in the tiger and the dragon.

In this geek's mouth.

Lin Yan knew this area, in the whole celestial host star, is considered "remote", martial arts is not prosperous place.

If it is the heart of the mighty.

These big cities, among the great forces.

I'm afraid there will be some saints seven or eight old monsters sitting in town.

Even in the most central holy city.

A stone fell.

It is estimated that you can hit several powerful warriors, and even one or two and a half steps of the saint!

Think about it.

How powerful was the power in the Holy City that day?

Lin Yan walked into the city after.

The great people came.

This city is doing very well.

Trading activities in this place are also guaranteed.

After all.

There is a holy warrior sitting in the town, how can there be no guarantee?

After walking into a remote street.

Lin Yan followed what Yan Qi said to him and found a very remote shop.

This shop is very cold.

There is only one old man who is very thin at the door, and there is a fan of the wind.

It looks lazy.

Lin Yan stopped in front of this grandfather.

My eyes narrowed slightly.

I don’t seem to have found the wrong place.

This man is not an ordinary man, but a saint!

Although it is a saint, the grade of the law of perception is very weak.

It is much stronger than the saint named Lu who died a few days ago.

At least.

If you want to kill this old man, at least two tricks.

Lin Yan stepped forward.

Ask now:

"Grandpa, I'm going to make a deal."

The old man looked up at Lin Yan.

A small grin, a smile.

“Come with me.”

subsequently.

Under this old man’s lead.

Lin Yan turned left and right into a separate room in the room.

“Big pen.”

Lin Yan looked at the room in front of him, his eyebrows slightly picked.

This little room.

It is based on seven-level materials.

Hard and incomparable.

It's not easy.

It is a well-known intelligence agency in the six major star fields - the peak of the castle!

This organization also has a deep heritage.

It was famous a long time ago.

There are many saints in the organization.

powerfully powerful.

And the word of mouth is very good, will not disclose any news of the buyer.

After sitting.

Another middle-aged man came into the chamber and sat with the old man.

"Cough, sir, come to my peak, what kind of information do you want?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"Look for someone, and sell information."

Lin Yan directly explains the purpose of the transaction that came here.

“Looking for someone?”

"Yes, find a demon, the characteristics ... is tied with a dog, strength is the devil's four heavens."

"Oh, yes, that dog is a little black dog, very arrogant kind."

I heard the linguist.

The middle-aged man had been through a lot of storms.

I was also surprised by the lint.

The Devil?

The Four Heavens?

Most importantly, with the dog?

The middle-aged man couldn’t help but ask:

“Are you sure this is the one you’re looking for?”

Where there are saints-level warriors tied to dogs.

Lin Yan listened to this man's question.

Slightly nod my head.

“Do you take this business?”

The middle-aged man was determined.

Remember the information.

The middle-aged man asked again:

“Doesn’t he know what to sell?”

“This man’s information.”

Lin Yan took out a piece of paper and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The latter looked at it.

Surprised to ask:

“Do you have any news from this man?”

They have been looking for news of this man lately.

But they didn’t get any useful news.

It was as if the young man called Lin Yan appeared out of thin air.

“Yes.”

This lintted paper.

It was the temple that declared to the public that he was going to kill him.

This thing has already flown.

Not much has been seen recently.

The old saint who brought him in.

It’s also a small eye.

Clearly interested.

“The pay should offset the fact that I’m looking for someone, right?”

Lin Yan asked lightly.

“It depends on what information you give.”

The middle-aged man nodded, then spoke.

"Very accurate information, including the person's appearance, location."

"That would be enough to offset the fact that you were entrusted with finding someone."

"In that case, I'm this lint."

Lin Yan pointed his finger and said very seriously.

The middle-aged man listened, but his mouth was slightly convulsing.

It made him hard to believe.

A young man, walking up to the door, told him that he was a forest inflammation on the hunt?

And he remembered the so-called "deprecator" that Lin Yan was looking for.

I don’t believe much in my heart about Lin Yan.

Lin Yan looked at the faces of the two men in front of him.

There was some frustration in my heart.

"I can prove it."

Lin Yan added.

"Oh?"How to prove it?”

The old man was interested.

“This proves...”

Lin Yan looked at the old man.

The great law of killing in the body, and the strong magic, condensed into a wave.