The giant was all blood-colored, and was wearing a huge blood-colored robe. Looking at it as a whole, it seemed to be carved from blood-colored amber. Seeing this thing, Lin Jin shrank his eyes and knew in his heart that this thing should belong to the blood-robed ancestor. Ontology.
The blood color was muddy, but it was transparent, and one could see a figure sitting cross-legged inside the blood giant's chest.
This figure seems to be wearing a Taoist robe, with eyes closed and motionless, it should be a dead person, but faintly, there is a trace of immortality seeping out.
Seeing this, Lin Jin knew that some of the things the blood-robed ancestor said before were indeed true.
For example, if someone beats it into the body of an immortal, if it is not suppressed and hidden, it will definitely reveal the aura of an immortal, and at that time, it will definitely provoke the ninth-order swallowing immortal beast.
No wonder the blood-robed patriarch hid and dared not come out.
At this time, the blood-robed patriarch's divine sense floated up, wanting to return to his body, but Lin Jin forcibly pulled it back with the refining needle.
"Curator, what are you doing?" The blood-robed patriarch was a little anxious. His spiritual sense is also very precious, so naturally he can keep it.
What's more, he has already arrived at the territory of his blood-robed ancestor, so the confidence of this divine sense is much stronger than before.
"Don't worry, I still like you like this. If your divine sense returns to the body, I'm not used to a different look." Lin Jin smiled, not caring.
After finishing speaking, he stepped forward, flicked his finger, and a refining needle flew out, piercing into the blood giant in front.
In an instant, the condition of the blood-robed ancestor's body was included in the Beast Museum.
This is different from the avatar, it is the real ontology information.
Seeing this, Lin Jin thought to himself what a good guy.
As expected, this blood-robed patriarch was a seventh-order monster.
Before that, Lin Jin had already speculated about the strength of the blood-robed patriarch. After all, he was able to disrupt the world back then, and his own strength should not be underestimated.
Now it seems that it is so.
Dangerous.
Lin Jin glanced at the corpse of the immortal that seemed to be embedded in the body of the blood-robed patriarch, secretly thinking that thanks to this thing suppressing it, otherwise, if the blood-robed patriarch appeared in the present world, there would be a bloody storm.
Even in the world, almost no one can match it.
Thousands of years ago, there were immortal corpses for use, what about now
Lin Jin thought about it, but he had already made up his mind that the dead body of the immortal who suppressed the blood-robed ancestor's body should never be moved out no matter what.
In fact, looking at the ratings of the blood-robed patriarch in the museum, Lin Jin felt a great sense of crisis.
Encountering the ninth-order swallowing beast before, it was only a surprise after all, and I knew that as long as I didn't become a fairy, I wouldn't lure the swallowing beast out.
But the blood-robed patriarch was different.
Now this seventh-level monster is alive in front of him. Looking at Lin's best efforts, the two beast pets are only fifth-level, which is obviously not enough.
"No, Xiao Huo and Ghost Blood Beast must continue to advance, at least reaching the sixth level." Lin Jin gritted his teeth, but right now, he doesn't have the time.
It is also thanks to Lin Jin wearing a curator mask, so that others cannot see his current expression. This is the advantage of wearing a mask. From the perspective of outsiders, he is extremely calm and unfathomable.
"Curator, this is my real body. You also saw the immortal corpse. There is a restraint on his body, which is hard for me to break. I hope the curator can help me." The blood-robed patriarch said at this time.
The colleague who was talking also opened the huge blood giant's palm over there, and saw golden lights shining out. It was obvious that there was an amazing magic weapon hidden in the palm of the blood-robed ancestor.
"If the curator helps you with this, this magic weapon will be given to the curator." The blood-robed patriarch threw out a lure, and Lin Jin took a closer look, holding a gold seal in the palm of the blood-robed patriarch's body.
The whole body of the gold seal is golden yellow, like a gold casting, with a Qilin beast on the top and a square seal on the bottom.
Not to mention anything else, just the brilliance above it, you know it's not a mortal thing.
"This is the Qilin Zhenshan Seal, which was passed down by the ancient immortals. It is very powerful. The curator can take this treasure at that time, as a thank you gift." The blood-robed patriarch had a heartbroken look on his face, as if this magic weapon was so important .
Just as Lin Jin glanced at it, the palms of the blood-robed patriarch's body were already closed, which meant that he was not easy to show his treasure.
It has to be said that the fairy magic weapon is indeed attractive.
But Lin is by no means a person who has never seen the world. He has two magic weapons in his hand, or already has three.
One is the Immortal Binding Rope, the other is the Four Seas Free Gourd, and the other is the Qingfeng Yaojian.
Therefore, Lin Jin is really not particularly interested in the mountain seal of Qilin Town.
Besides, Lin Jin was almost certain that even if he helped the blood-robed patriarch remove the immortal corpse, the other party would not be able to give him the things as he said.
Not to mention, Lin Jin had no intention of letting the blood-robed patriarch escape from the very beginning.
What about the seventh-order monsters
If the other party had the ability to come out, he would have turned the world upside down long ago, so if he doesn't attack at this time, when will he attack
Lin Jin palmed his palm at this time, and there were already several silver needles of different sizes in his palm.
One of them is the Thunder Fire Needle tempered by Lin Jin himself.
As far as Lin Jin is concerned, many of the magic tools and treasures in his body were obtained from outside by chance. He didn't condense many of them himself, and the Thunder Fire Needle was one of them.
It can be regarded as the most powerful magic weapon that Lin Jin has condensed.
Tempered with Heavenly Thunder Divine Fire, the power is amazing.
Now that Lin Jin has achieved success in cultivating the body refining needle, using the thunder needle is even more powerful. In the current situation, since the immortal corpse in the blood giant's body is the key, it is necessary to investigate first. Lin Jin intends to use the thunder needle Stab into it and investigate the situation.
With a flick of the finger, several silver needles, including the Thunder Fire Needle, flew out, pierced into the blood giant's body, and began to approach the immortal corpse.
The blood-robed patriarch was also watching nervously at this time, but there was another inexplicable chill in his eyes.
Finally, when the silver needle touched the immortal corpse, Lin Jin's expression changed.
"How are you, curator?" The blood-robed patriarch asked hastily beside him.
Lin Jin was silent in thought.
After a while, Lin Jin sighed, shook his head and said, "To tell you the truth, there is an incomparably strong restriction on this fairy's body, even I can hardly break it."
When the blood-robed patriarch heard this, he was obviously disappointed.
"Is there really nothing you can do?" The blood-robed patriarch asked again, and Lin Jin shook his head: "There is no way, this law of restraint is boundless, if you want to move the corpse, it is impossible to do it with our strength arrive."
This time, what Lin Jin said was categorical, and this time, the blood-robed patriarch fell silent.
Obviously, for it, this is definitely not good news.
After a while, the blood-robed patriarch sighed: "This is fate, okay, I admit it."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the 'curator', but this time, the blood-robed ancestor's eyes no longer had the politeness and kindness before, and now they are full of ferocity.
"Since I can't help you, then I won't keep you!"
As soon as the voice fell, a sudden change occurred.
A sharp energy descended from the sky and pierced towards Lin Jin's head. In addition, several dry and stiff arms suddenly stretched out from the ground under Lin Jin's feet, grabbing Lin Jin's feet.
In an instant, life and death are in danger.