The Tianfu Secret Realm has shrunk sharply since the immortal realm was stripped away, from accommodating ancient immortals to only allowing monks below the foundation to enter - the four major sects initially searched to forcibly enter, but found that the spiritual power will exceed the Qi refining period. It made the secret realm collapse, and then stopped, and regarded it as a place of opportunity for entry-level disciples.
But now, the Tianfu Secret Realm, which has gradually regained its vitality, seems to be business as usual, except for one thing—the top of the cliff at the end of the Secret Realm has opened a black passage for people to travel through.
There is a hand, from the Demon Realm, who forcibly used the ancient magic weapon that concealed the fluctuation of the spiritual energy in the space, and tore open the secret realm without the knowledge of the elders of the four sects.
After the first batch of demon cultivators entered the secret realm of Tianfu, they all looked at the men in commoner clothes at the end of the team. The man stood between the passages, but did not come in, and told the cultivators: "Remember, the goal this time is to kill all the decent disciples first."
His appearance is obviously ordinary and unremarkable, but it makes those demon cultivators tremble without raising their heads.
The man headed by the demon cultivator had a scar on his face, but he was not too afraid of the man in commoner clothes. After the rest of the demon cultivators dispersed, he still stood there.
The clothed man behind his hands: "Linlu, what's the problem with you?"
Lin Lu asked respectfully, "Dare to ask your lord, why did the Demon Lord personally take action and let us come to the secret realm of the Qi refining period?"
The commoner man smiled: "To destroy a forest, the best way is to rot from the root."
"Look, these people are the future of the right path." He spread his hands in the air, as if he had seen the scene of the four sect disciples lying on the ground, his eyes flashed with malicious light, "Can kill them, think about it. It's really exciting to see the faces of those old guys in the right way."
"What the lord said is." Lin Lu looked solemn and bowed to the commoner man.
Afterwards, teams of demon cultivators entered the secret realm from that passage, such as locusts crossing the border, scavenging for resources, and slaughtering the disciples of the four major sects.
The icy flames left by that hand were still burning beside the passage, and those magic cultivators were like parasites, causing the spirits to suffer unbearably.
This world spirit is the spirit of a new born, and it is just a baby, with only vague emotions of the four flavors, and not even a child's thinking ability. Under such torture, it seems that he has lost his mind - so the luck in the secret realm is already ready to move under the intense emotional mobilization of the world spirit.
In other words, the more demon cultivators who kill now, the more prosperous they can have luck.
-Lin Zhizhi killed the demon cultivator before, and fired the first shot of killing insects in the secret realm.
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The footsteps were very light, and under the cover of the "tick" of rain, they slowly approached Lin Zhizhi.
The black-haired boy was like a tight bow, his fingers clasped on the Qiankun ring, ready to respond to the attack of the master of the footsteps at any time.
The footsteps seem to be behind, but if you listen carefully, it seems to be coming from all directions, making it difficult to find the exact direction.
The damn rain!
Raindrops fell from among the leaves, drenching Lin Zhizhi. Although he was a little irritated by the rain that obstructed his vision, he never wiped it away.
Because the sound of footsteps was getting closer, it disappeared when Lin Zhizhi's ears moved slightly.
Lin Zhizhi took out the Asking Immortal Sword, closed his eyes simply, and sensed it with his divine sense.
The loss of vision resulted in sharper hearing, but the sound of rain was so annoying that it perfectly covered other sounds.
Just when he was at a loss, Wen Xianjian seemed to be aware of the thunder on it, and spontaneously shot a pinch of thunder light towards the dense branch above the boy's head.
Excalibur warning.
Lin Zhizhi dodged and waved his hand. Rolling thunder light immediately smashed the branch and smashed a deep hole into the ground. At the same time, there were other movements. A demon cultivator in black tights appeared in shock and anger. The figure left the branch.
After he found his companion's body in the grass, he followed the traces and followed Lin Zhizhi, relying on the restraint he had cultivated since he was a child. See him hiding from the rain under the tree, ready to take this opportunity to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.
Unexpectedly, he was broken by Shenlei before he even started, and he lost the initiative.
Jianxiu was already fierce and domineering, and with the help of the gods and thunder, he also took precautions. After Lin Zhizhi stopped this demonic cultivator, he stabbed the tip of his sword horizontally, and took away his sword with the first form of the well-known basic swordsmanship. life.
The raindrops fell on Wen Xianjian, washing away the blood of this magic cultivator.
"Good swordsmanship, look at your dress... A disciple of Luoxian Sword Sect."
Before Lin Zhizhi could breathe a sigh of relief, a young demon cultivator appeared from behind the tree in front of him, dressed in dark clothes and gloomy. He was able to save the talented man, but he had no intention of doing so. He even glanced at the corpse at his feet contemptuously, kicked him away, and said to the black-haired boy with outstanding temperament in front of him: "You are very good, I I don't want to kill you."
"You may not have killed me."
He stared at the other party's black eyes for a moment: "Hand over your sword and ring, you will abandon your martial arts, I can still save you a life, after all—"
The young Demon Xiu licked his upper teeth, as if to deliberately provoke the opponent's anger: "I still lack a furnace."
Lin Zhizhi was indifferent to his words, raised his hand to ask the immortal sword, and stabbed at the opponent.
Seeing that Lin Zhizhi was so ignorant, the young demon cultivator was a little annoyed, his bones were crackling, and he instantly turned into an inhuman appearance with three heads and six arms, and quickly avoided the attack of Wen Xianjian: "Your most powerful means seems to be This god thunder, but it can't hit me at all. I'll give you one more chance, give up now, and I can give you a chance to fight with me in bed. "
Lin Zhizhi was still not angry, but the sword spirit was already screaming: "I must kill him! Master, don't stop me!"
Wen Xianjian's speed suddenly skyrocketed under the wrath of the sword spirit. The young master of the Lin family was connected with Wen Xianjian's heart, and with a few moves, he caught up with the speed of the young demon cultivator, seized a gap, and slashed his sword from the top of his head!
Mo Xiu had no choice but to use two of his arms to clamp the Wenxian Sword in the center of his palm!
Seeing this, Lin Zhizhi was not disappointed, and decisively let go of the Wen Xianjian. When he stepped back, his mind moved, detonating the thunder light on the sword.
The demon cultivator immediately bit the tip of his tongue and provoked the forbidden technique, his face was hideous, his skin swelled up countless large bags, and instantly the whole person swelled into a black monster. The figure of the post-juvenile Mo Xiu disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind Lin Zhizhi the next second, with black qi lingering around his six arms, and stabbed him in the back at the same time!
Wen Xianjian let out a long cry, and the sword spirit protected him, blocking the fatal blow for Lin Zhizhi. He was also pushed a hundred meters away by this huge force, and slammed into the root of the tree. The golden light flashed on the boy's body, and the protective spiritual tool in the Qiankun Ring took the damage for him.
The young demon cultivator laughed wildly: "It caused me to use my blood essence to stimulate a forbidden technique. You are very good. You are at least a core disciple. I took your head and went back to receive a reward. I must be able to make up for it, hahahaha."
Lin Zhizhi took out a therapeutic pill and stuffed it into his mouth, driving Wen Xianjian to try to cut off the young man's legs from the bottom up. Soul Melting Needle - Under the foundation building, no one can stop it, and it will kill you in a flash.
This demon cultivator looked arrogant and arrogant, but he still attached great importance to Wen Xianjian, with covetousness hidden in his eyes, he didn't dare to take it hard, and used his strange movement to avoid it.
However, at this time, the soul-melting needle had locked his back. Almost when his figure reappeared not far away, the soul-melting needle had come to his back, and the needle pierced his shirt—
Just when Lin Zhizhi thought he was about to succeed, a yin and yang voice interjected: "I can't believe that my well-known true devil disciple in the devil's way will be folded into the hands of the righteous way."
Before he finished speaking, something hit the soul melting needle, making a "ding" sound and bouncing it away. At the same time, several thorny vines shot out from all directions, trying to wrap around the black-haired boy's limbs.
Seeing that the tentacle AVI was about to be staged, Lin Zhizhi's mind moved slightly and asked the immortal sword to cut off all the vines. However, the vines seemed to be endless, and more popped up in a blink of an eye, showing their teeth and claws at him like life.
The situation at the scene was weighed in the heart of the young master of the Lin family. He gritted his teeth and swept the sword light behind him, blocking the vines coming from behind him. He allowed one of the vines on the left to pierce his left shoulder, and Yu Feng Jue came to the young demon. Next to Xiu, he stepped in the soil and picked up the Soul Melting Needle, and he stabbed it into the back of the young demon Xiu even with a serious injury.
- He didn't know how many reinforcements the opponent had and whether he could escape. It's better to die and then live, kill one first.
"How dare you—" the man who controlled the vine called out, and the vine that kept expanding gave a small pause.
The young demon cultivator was full of yin energy and froze in place, desperately trying to force out the soul-melting needle.
Lin Zhizhi seized this opportunity and slapped the young Mo Xiu on the shoulders of Yun Gong and slapped him flying, while he used his strength to jump on the tree branch, using the appearance of the forest to hide his traces, and escaped all the way. But there are too many cultivators.
If it's a one-on-one fight, Lin knows that it's true to anyone, but a group fight - Nima's two fists are hard to beat with four hands! He can only create opportunities to escape.
Along the way, the young master of the Lin family was in a hurry to choose the road. It can be said that he ran wherever he saw it was difficult to walk. Even so, he was about to be overtaken by these demon cultivators.
During the qi refining period, the aura was not abundant, and Lin Zhizhi was fighting with the demon cultivator almost continuously.
However, the chasing soldiers behind him were full of spiritual energy, and the distance between the two sides was shortened again and again. Lin Zhizhi had to pay attention to avoiding the enemy's long-range attacks.
"Do you know who you just killed?" The yin and yang voice said angrily behind him, "I want to catch you and make a stone corpse!"
Lin Zhizhi ignored it and focused on saving the spiritual energy in his body. However, during the refining period, there is a lack of means to quickly return the gas. When he was about to run out of oil, he could no longer run the Wind Control Jue after a rocky landslide all the way. He lightened up, tripped over the slippery mud, and fell into the hill.
The corners of the magic cultivators right after him twitched, thinking that this disciple of Luo Xian Jianzong had already captured them. But who knew that when they were about to start to catch them, they found that the figure of the other party was not under the hill, but disappeared.
... You must have fallen right here
A magic cultivator who can't find anyone at all:? ? ? (Black question mark.JPG)
When Lin Zhizhi opened his eyes again, he found that he had entered an inheritance cave.
—As the person who has killed the most demon cultivators in the secret realm today, the previous male protagonists of the novel are possessed by the soul at this moment, and he is not alone in the fall!