After the Soul-Destroying Finger succeeded in striking, Chen Lin immediately shouted, "Why don't you do it? Are you waiting to die?"
He had already sensed that although Li Renchou's aura was weakening, it would not be fatal. It was only temporarily eroded by the energy of the Soul-Destroying Finger.
After all, the opponent is not Luo's clone, and the Soul-Destroying Finger is not that strong in restraining him.
The other cultivators reacted immediately and used all their methods. Lights of various colors immediately enveloped Li Renchou.
The shadow of the big bird behind Xin Shangxiu shone brightly, then flapped its wings and flew up. In a flash, it landed on Li Renchou's head and pecked him hard.
Madam Miaoyin also activated the armored immortal puppet, and a giant sword appeared, carrying an astonishing aura, and slashed down at Li Renchou!
Ye Hongdao's long hair also fluttered, and a blood-red sword light burst out.
The attack power of these three people overwhelmed everyone else, and their aura was so strong that it made people tremble with fear.
Especially Madam Miaoyin's immortal puppet, which had the power to create the world. Even the hall blessed by the formation was cut with a crack.
Chen Lin's eyes flickered and he quickly stepped aside.
He had originally planned to use the Thor's Sword, but in this situation, it seemed unnecessary.
It is better not to show treasures of the level of the Thunder God Sword in front of others as much as possible, so as to avoid being discovered and causing trouble.
Seeing his actions, Lu Xiaoyin and the other two also flew back and landed next to Chen Lin.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
One magic spell after another, one magical treasure after another, fell on Li Renchou's body.
The face hidden under the black robe became hideous and distorted, and the boy between his eyebrows emitted bursts of halo, and he struggled to resist.
If he was in normal state, he would not take such attack seriously at all. However, after being attacked by the three-color light, his essence was severely eroded and he could not use his strength.
No one knew what kind of energy this three-colored light was, but it actually suppressed his high-level magic power. It was simply unbelievable!
Suddenly, his mind was shaken, as if he had thought of something, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
During this moment of distraction, Xin Shangxiu's bloodline image appeared above his head and broke through his defense with one peck. He was then submerged by the giant sword of the immortal puppet and the blood-red knife light that followed.
The demon's body exploded instantly, turning into a ball of black mist.
Chen Lin, who retreated to the corner, saw this scene, but he was not happy, but looked surprised and suspicious.
He felt that as a being at the level of an immortal god, even if it was just a resurrected remnant, it should not be killed so easily.
Sure enough, the black fog did not dissipate, but condensed into countless wisps, shooting out in all directions.
"Hurry up and don't let him get away!"
Madam Miaoyin shouted loudly, then picked up the white jade flute, put it to her lips and started playing.
A rapid melody sounded, and the dispersing black mist suddenly became sluggish, as if it had sunk into a quagmire.
Xin Shangxiu seized the opportunity and controlled the giant bird's phantom to peck continuously, and in an instant several wisps of black mist were eliminated.
Ye Hongdao's sword light also turned into pieces of red light and shadow, defeating several wisps of black fog.
Seeing this, the other monks also took action again.
But what made them look unhappy was that they couldn't deal with even a wisp of black mist. No matter whether it was magic or magic treasure, they had no effect on the black mist.
Even Dao Yun masters like Ba Yeyu could only make the black fog roll slightly.
"Fifth brother, your finger techniques are very effective against monsters like this, why don't you take action?"
Seeing that Chen Lin was watching the fun, Lu Xiaoyin couldn't help but ask through voice transmission.
This was the chance for the five Tiancang friends to become famous, and they couldn't miss it.
Chen Lin shook his head slightly without explaining.
He can show a certain degree of strength, but he cannot be too high-profile, otherwise he will be the one to be picked every time against the resurgents, and he cannot afford it.
Moreover, if the news spreads, it will cause other restorers to be wary and join forces to destroy him, which will be a tragedy. After all, he has not yet reached the point of being rampant in this world. He only relies on the special effects of the Soul-Destroying Finger and the sharpness of the spiritual treasure. His own cultivation is at the bottom among the Void Refining cultivators.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaoyin did not ask any more questions, but instead joined in the attack to eliminate the black fog.
Not long after, all the exploding black fog was eliminated, and Madam Miaoyin's flute sound also stopped.
Although Chen Lin was still in doubt, the black fog that was blown up by Li Renchou did not escape at all, which made him relax a little.
A rebel was killed, but no one was happy when they saw the corpses all over the ground.
With just one strike, the devil killed more than a dozen Void-Refining Monks, and half of the people who came to the party died. Fortunately, Chen Lin used the Soul-Destroying Finger to interrupt the opponent's attack rhythm. Otherwise, not only would all these people be killed, but only a few super strong ones like Madam Miaoyin would have hope of escape.
The most important thing is that they came here to divide up the profits of Bamian Commercial Bank, but not only did they get nothing, they also almost lost their lives here. It was really depressing, and if this got out, they would probably be laughed at.
"Madam, do you think this monster has been completely destroyed?"
Everyone looked at each other for a while, and Xin Shangxiu suddenly looked at Madam Miaoyin and asked.
Chen Lin and other cultivators also looked over there.
If this demon is not dead, it will be a real trouble. They can't stay together all the time. Once they leave, they will be defeated one by one, and no one can stop them.
Madam Miaoyin shook her head and said, "Killing him is impossible. He was able to survive the ancient catastrophe and live until now. It's impossible for us to destroy him."
Seeing everyone's grim expressions, she immediately added: "But even if they don't die, their origin will be damaged. I don't know how long it will take to recover, so you don't have to worry too much."
Everyone was speechless.
How could they not be worried? They would be no match for such a terrifying demon, even if he had recovered a little. If he came to find them with a grudge, they would only have death, and their families might even be implicated.
But this had nothing to do with Madam Miaoyin. She had solved a major problem and was in a good mood.
With a flick of his sleeves, the storage bags and treasures on the monk's body on the ground were all rolled over. Then he glanced at Chen Lin and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen is really a man of hidden talents. If it weren't for your great power, we would have been stuck here. I'll give you half of these storage bags!"
After saying that, he wrapped the eight storage bags with magic power and sent them to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin's eyes flashed, and he grabbed it in his hand without any hesitation.
This move is somewhat eye-catching, but one cannot be modest. Eight storage bags at the Nascent Soul level, one of which belongs to a Taoist monk, is a huge fortune. The failure to divide up the Eight-sided Commercial Bank can only be compensated from these storage bags.
When the other monks saw this, their faces suddenly changed slightly.
Some of them opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they didn't.
According to previous rules, the inheritance of a monk who died in a battle like this would be passed on to the deceased's descendants.
But now the situation has changed, and naturally there is no need to abide by the rules. They are worried that if they raise objections at this time, Madam Miaoyin and others who have not gained any benefits from the Bamian Trading Company will kill them as well and seize the treasure.
Even if you don't kill people for treasure, you might have to seek protection from the other party in the future, so you dare not offend them.
As soon as Chen Lin saw the expressions of the crowd, he knew what they were thinking, but he ignored them and put all the storage bags into the package with an expressionless face.
Then, Madam Miaoyin divided the remaining nine storage bags into three parts. She, Xin Shangxiu, and Ye Hongdao each took three. Some spiritual treasures were also distributed. Chen Lin got two spiritual-level items, a blue flying sword, and a silver axe.
The cultivators who came here basically used spiritual treasures of the Spiritual Transformation Level, but several of them were destroyed by Li Renchou's black arrow, so only two were left.
There were only four of them who participated in the distribution of all the items. Even Ba Yeyu and Duanmu Jue did not get any, and their faces looked very unhappy.
But there is nothing to say.
If it weren’t for Chen Lin and the other three, they would have lost their lives.
But not everyone is not jealous.
Madam Miaoyin and the other two were originally the strongest people in the Western Continent, so it was no problem for them to take the treasures. However, Chen Lin's cultivation was only at the initial stage of the Refining Void Realm, but he got the lion's share, which made it difficult for others to accept.
Although they knew that Chen Lin played a key role in killing the demon, they believed that Chen Lin just happened to have the means to restrain the monster. If they were not there to attract firepower, Chen Lin would have no chance to perform that finger technique.
Finally, an old man in the late stage of the Refining Void Realm couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Three lords, we admit that we are not as strong as you, but it is not that we have not made any contribution. If we hadn't used our lives to attract the attention of the demon, I don't believe that the demon could be killed so easily!"
Madam Miaoyin raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at the old man who was speaking, and said calmly, "So it's Sect Leader Xiao, what do you mean?"
The old man looked around, clasped his fists towards those who had not been allocated treasures, and said, "It's not that Xiao is greedy for money. If you still follow the previous rules and return the belongings of these deceased Taoist friends to their families, then I have no objection. After all, they are all partners who fought side by side. Not only should the relics be returned, even some compensation should be given."
"but!"
He straightened his tone and said, "Since the three adults have chosen to distribute the treasures, I think we should take out everything in the storage bag, let everyone see what is there, and then discuss a reasonable distribution plan together, so that it will be convincing."
Then, he glanced at Chen Lin and said in a cold voice: "I think the best way is to distribute them according to their cultivation level. What do you think, fellow Taoists?"
The other monks nodded.
This is good for them, so they naturally agreed. Although the bulk of the distribution will definitely be taken away by Madam Miaoyin and other Daoyun monks, Chen Lin's storage bags will definitely be spit out, so they can still get some.
"What do you think?"
Madam Miaoyin looked at Ba Yeyu, Duanmu Jue, and the other two Daoyun monks.
Ba Yeyu immediately waved his hand and said, "You guys divide yours, I won't get involved!"
After saying that, he stepped aside.
Seeing this, Duanmu Jue shook his head to indicate that he would not participate and walked to Xin Shangxiu's side.
The eyes of the other two Dao Yun monks flickered twice, but they said nothing.
Money is a tempting thing, and it would be good for them to get a little bit of the wealth of the Lianxu cultivators. Since someone is offering to help, there is no need for them to refuse.