The sound was so sudden that Fang Lin was startled.
"Who? Who's talking?" Fang Lin turned around and looked around, but couldn't see anything. He was surrounded by Zixia Sect members who looked panicked.
"You locked me in that alchemy furnace, have you forgotten who I am?" The voice sounded again, with a bit of indifference.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lin immediately understood that this was the voice of the old mummy demon saint!
Thinking of this, Fang Lin broke out in cold sweat. This old mummy actually woke up? And even regained consciousness? It's ridiculous that I still don't know anything about it.
If this old mummy had any plans for him, he might not even know how he died now.
"Boy, I only have a short period of time to regain consciousness. If you promise me a condition, I will take action to resolve the situation here." The old mummy demon saint said.
Fang Lin thought in his mind: "What are the conditions?"
"Refine a furnace of Nirvana Pill for me." The old mummy said.
Hearing this, Fang Lin showed a surprised look. The Nirvana Pill is a sixth-grade elixir. A fifth-grade upper-grade elixir is close to the sixth grade. It requires a lot of medicinal materials, and the refining steps are cumbersome and difficult. Basically, it only has six tripods. Only an alchemist can refine it. A Wuding alchemist can refine it a hundred times, but it is rare to succeed even once.
Fang Lin can naturally refine the Nirvana Pill, but with his current state, there is no way to refine it. At least he has to wait until Fang Lin's strength reaches the realm of spiritual veins.
Alchemy often requires a certain amount of martial arts strength as a foundation, which is why those well-known alchemists must not be weak in martial arts strength.
The situation was very critical. The big withered hand was already slowly falling here. Fang Lin didn't have time to think too much and agreed immediately.
"I hope you won't break your promise." The old mummy said deeply.
Han Luoyun watched the big withered hand getting closer and closer, and when he was about to grit his teeth and make a decision, he suddenly felt that the pressure around him was greatly reduced.
"Huh?" The big withered hand above also stopped and made a confused sound, as if he had noticed something, but he was not very sure.
In an instant, the gray birds that were still overwhelming fell to the ground with screams and turned into nothing.
This scene left everyone confused. What was going on? Did this mysterious being change his mind and not plan to take action against them
The next moment, an old man appeared above out of thin air, holding a bloody sword in his hand.
The old man's face was thin and he looked extremely old, as if he would die at any time. His body was also shriveled, but under this shriveled body, there was a terrifying aura that made the world change color.
The old man held the long sword without any movement, but the originally oppressive rolling dark clouds melted quickly like ice and snow encountering fire.
"No! Who are you?" The clouds dissipated, revealing a figure inside.
This is an extremely weird person. Half of his body looks like a normal person, but the other half of his body is extremely withered, leaving only a layer of old skin wrapped around the bones. He looks extremely terrifying.
At this moment, the Xutian Cult Master looked at the old man in shock, his expression full of disbelief.
The old man was naturally a demon saint. Faced with the question from the leader of Xutian, he did not react at all. He seemed to be too lazy to answer, and seemed to be disdainful to answer.
Everyone below was stunned. What is going on? Why did such a weird old man suddenly appear
On the Qianguo side, many people looked at the long sword in the old man's hand and thought it looked familiar.
The Demon Saint looked at the Xutian Cult Master indifferently, and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"Look carefully, this sword is not for you." Demon Saint said, this sentence was obviously said to Fang Lin.
"Who are you?" Leader Xutian roared, feeling extremely uneasy. As an old monster who survived in ancient times, he asked himself that no one in this era could threaten him, but the old man opposite him made him panic. , even before the other party made a move, it already gave him the urge to turn around and run away.
The Demon Saint still didn't answer, and swung his sword towards the Xutian Cult Leader.
Boom! ! !
This sword was like the reappearance of the ancient gods, and even the distant sky seemed to be split by a sword.
This sword made everyone temporarily blind, unable to see anything, and even their consciousness seemed to be frozen.
This sword caused huge waves to surge into the vast sea tens of thousands of miles away, and countless sea beasts screamed and roared.
This sword made some awe-inspiring beings on this land open their eyes.
The leader of Xutian Cult looked horrified. The moment the opponent drew his sword, he knew that he was dead.
There is no way to survive, no chance, it is not on the same level at all. The power of this sword, not to mention a Xutian Cult Leader, even a hundred will be wiped out.
If the leader of Xutian is a god to the people below, then the Demon Saint is an even more terrifying god-king to the leader of Xutian.
"No!!!!" Leader Xutian screamed, the sword energy drowned him, his skin and flesh dissipated, his bones dissipated, and everything turned into dust.
The leader of Xutian, who was so powerful before that everyone could not resist him, in the blink of an eye, became the dust between heaven and earth, with not a single trace left.
After beheading Xutian Cult Leader, the Demon Saint disappeared all of a sudden, and even the man and the sword returned to Fang Lin's Jiugong Pouch.
As for the scene where the Demon Saint beheaded Xutian Cult Leader, only Fang Lin witnessed it. The others seemed to be petrified. They could hear nothing, see nothing, and even their consciousness was completely lost at that moment. solidification.
When the demon saint disappeared, everyone returned to normal. Many people had blank expressions on their faces, and more people were suspicious. They looked at the sky, but there was nothing.
A crisis that could destroy everyone present just disappeared.
"Why do I feel like I've lost a memory?"
"I can't remember what happened just now."
"Where is the leader of Xutian? Why is he gone?"
"I don't know, I can't remember it at all."
Everyone spoke one after another, and more and more people found that a memory in their minds was completely missing, and they could not remember how the Xutian leader disappeared.
Even a few big shots frowned, and their memories disappeared. It was clear that someone had tampered with this and deliberately erased their memories.
This feeling was very bad. Something obviously happened, but they didn't remember it at all.
But more people feel a sense of joy and luck in surviving the disaster. In any case, they survived.
Fang Lin quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the old mummy had erased everyone's memories, otherwise he might have been in trouble.
"Uh, why are you staring at me?" Fang Lin suddenly found that Han Xiaoxing on the side was looking at him with suspicion.