The Demon Cloud Mountains, the periphery of the Blood Wolf Tribe.
Zuo Yun and his party did not expect that two masters who appeared to be loose cultivators walked out from the depths of the forest.
Not only does he have the terrifying cultivation of the fifth-layer Xuanwu, but the evil spirit on his body is even more amazing.
If there are no thousands of lives under his command, it is absolutely impossible to accumulate such a terrifying evil spirit.
Just a glance, it makes people feel terrified.
The evil spirit is different from the murderous aura. When more people are killed, it will be converted into the evil spirit. Originally, it only existed on the monsters. The monsters are brutal.
Later, evil cultivators used the method of monsters to allow human warriors to cultivate evil spirits.
But once this evil spirit is cultivated, it is a road of no return, and neither sect disciples nor righteous warriors will condense murderous aura.
The middle-aged man with a long bow on his back, grinning, squinting at the crowd.
The middle-aged man in black, like a poisonous snake, stood in the shadows, as if he had no intention of attacking.
Zuo Yun's brows were furrowed. Ordinary loose cultivators would not dare to provoke the disciples of the four great transcendental sects.
But the two of them had no fear, no fear at all, as if they had done this a lot on weekdays.
At the fifth level of Xuanwu, once a battle occurs, no one except him will be able to escape.
Even Lin Yun was equally fierce.
This time, something really went wrong...
The middle-aged man said with a sinister smile: "Recently, the evil spirit has just regressed a bit. You sect disciples are full of vitality and powerful. I'm afraid that after the killing, my evil spirit will improve a lot."
"Senior brother... what should I do?"
Zhang Ping and others were shivering with fright. This middle-aged man was already two levels higher than them, and he added this suffocating aura.
Even more terrifying, I have never seen such a group of Hunyuanmen disciples, their faces are pale, and they feel powerless.
With a cultivation base, under the attack of the other party's evil spirit, he could not be mobilized.
Zuo Yun snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said solemnly: "If your Excellency is just asking for money, I will wait for some spiritual jade. But if you come hard, the Primordial Sect is not easy to mess with!"
boom!
The voice fell, the ancient power of the dragon and elephant permeated Zuo Yun, and a momentum surged wildly on him.
In a short while, he actually gave in to the suffocating aura of the middle-aged man.
Zhang Ping and others felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
The middle-aged man raised his brows, a strange color flashed in his eyes, his smile narrowed, and his face became a little dignified.
Zuo Yun saw that the other party seemed to be a little afraid, and he had a bottom in his heart, and said lightly: "If your Excellency really wants to do it, I will ask myself the strength to get out of this Demon Cloud Mountain Range. As long as I don't die, after the Primordial Sect knows about this, the ends of the earth will be greatly reduced. , I won't let you go!"
"You threaten me!"
The middle-aged man was suddenly furious, and his body couldn't help but become more suffocating.
"It's not a threat, it's a deal. I'll give each of you a thousand spiritual jades. If you let us go, we will pretend that nothing happened."
Seeing that the middle-aged man was angry, Zuo Yun regained his confidence for a moment, and said a rather tempting opinion.
The middle-aged man pondered, as if hesitating, and looked back at the middle-aged man in black.
In the shadows, the middle-aged man in black nodded inadvertently.
The big man with the longbow on his back turned his head and said, "Okay, I promise you. But this Lingyu has to be added to 2,000. Don't give me any conditions!"
"Two thousand?"
Zuo Yun's face darkened, the number was a bit large, but it was worth it to save Zhang Ping's life.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Deal!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Then let's start with you."
Zuo Yun patted the storage bag, and was about to take out the Lingyu... But he relaxed a little, and suddenly sensed a dangerous aura.
Pfft!
A shadow in the shadows came quietly, waiting for him to react.
The shadow landed on his neck and bit down heavily, but it was a terrifying poisonous snake.
Zuo Yun felt on the spot, his body was weak, his limbs were paralyzed, and he couldn't raise his energy at all.
"Hahaha, sect disciples are still as naive as ever."
Bang!
The middle-aged man laughed wildly, and his aura increased wildly again, more than doubled compared to before.
Zuo Yun, who was poisoned in his body, was hit by a punch that contained terrifying true essence, and flew out on the spot.
"Brother!"
The scene between the lightning and flint made Zhang Ping and others panic.
"A bunch of trash, all kneel down for Lao Tzu and die obediently!"
boom!
The violent suffocating qi, accompanied by astonishing coercion, Zhang Pingping of the third level of Xuanwu. With a plop, he was shaken and felt uncomfortable, blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, and collapsed on the spot.
The evil spirit was invisible and invisible, but it was like a mountain, pressing down on them.
Let them be all cultivated, unable to perform, lying on the ground, unable to move.
A look of contempt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he cursed: "Trash! The resources of the sect are on you, what a waste."
"Yes?"
But at this moment, there was a sneer, which was extremely harsh.
The middle-aged man was taken aback and looked up.
What he saw was a fist, from far to near, like an incomparably sharp sword, expanding in his field of vision.
When he woke up, that fist with the sharp sword intent of life and death, no one else could dodge it.
The fist is like a sword, the sword is like a fist, there are many people taking pictures, seven punches in one step!
In the loud noise, the sound of dragons and tigers roared violently, and seven afterimages overlapped. In one breath, the superimposed fists slammed into the chest of the middle-aged man.
Pfft!
The middle-aged man flew on the spot, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.
When he wanted to get up, the sound of broken ribs kept ringing in his chest, and the pain made him fall abruptly.
The sword strength superimposed by the seven fists raged wildly in his body, and for a while, he was unable to get up.
In his eyes, a look of extreme horror suddenly appeared: "How is this possible... One punch, one punch almost half-crippled me?"
The young man in front of him, who had cultivated at the second level of Xuanwu, had been thinking that he was just making up the numbers.
I don't care at all...
call out!
In the dim space, a black shadow shot silently towards Lin Yun's neck.
Lin Yun didn't even look at it, he remained expressionless and walked towards the middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.
In the shadows, the middle-aged man in black evoked a sneer at the corners of his mouth. After all, he was still a piece of junk, and he would make your life worse in a moment!
boom!
An astonishing evil spirit burst out from the blood dragon horse, and its limbs flicked violently.
Like lightning, it stopped in the middle of Lin Yun and swallowed the cruel poisonous snake directly into the air.
Crack clap!
The blood dragon horse grinned at the middle-aged man in black, revealing two rows of front teeth. In front of his face, he ate the poisonous snake, chewing and chewing continuously.
"My black ring snake!"
The black-clothed middle-aged man's eyes were about to fall. He had raised the black ring snake for nearly ten years, not because of how many people he killed.
Today, in front of his eyes, he was actually eaten alive by this horse... Eat... Eat...
Thunder Dragon is born, lightning dash!
The sharp and hard ancient single horn flashing with cold light suddenly burst out with dazzling lightning, illuminating this side of the world even more dazzlingly than the daytime.
From the blood-colored flesh, a wisp of dragon power was born, and it flashed by like a mad dragon.
In this world, a dazzling lightning flashed out abruptly.
The picture in front of the middle-aged man in black was directly hit before he could react from the two rows of incisors of the blood dragon horse.
Bang!
The chest was horned on the spot, and a blood hole the size of the mouth of a bowl was pushed out, and the blood arrows were like rainbows.
The lightning dash that the blood dragon horse performed today was far stronger than when it was dealing with Lin Yun.
Once deployed, it is almost out of force.
While knocking the black-clothed man into the air, he kicked his anger deeply and was also unable to chase after him.
The middle-aged man in black who flew out, after landing, got up and ran, daring to stop again.
The embarrassed appearance, where is the arrogance of the previous arrogance.
"Can you run away?"
Lin Yun, who had finished beheading the middle-aged man, was expressionless and snorted coldly.
He stretched out his hand, opened the ancient sword box, and while the roses danced wildly in the sky, he grabbed the funeral foil sword.
The moment his right hand held the hilt of the sword, endless domineering surged out of Lin Yun's body.
A sword sweep **! One sword swings the eight wastes! One sword reaches nine days! Slash the clouds with one sword!
Eight wastes**, floating clouds and nine heavens!
The roses danced wildly in the sky, and Lin Yun drew his sword in anger and rose with the wind. Wherever he passed, there were ancient trees supporting the sky in all directions, not waiting for the sword to come out, under this domineering and ferocious sword force, they burst and fell in pieces.
The man in black who escaped, his heart sank suddenly, and he sensed a threat.
He looked back quickly, but he didn't see anything, the moment he turned around.
That sweeping **, floating clouds nine days, a sword that rises with the wind, will swept the world with domineering, cut him in half.
Click!
In the majestic rain of blood, Lin Yun put his sword back in its sheath, the wind shook slightly, and no blood was on the blue shirt.
Lying on the ground, the Hunyuanmen disciples who got up one by one were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
His eyes were full of shock, his eyes were dumbfounded, and his mind was confused.
Zhang Ping, in particular, has a big mouth, and when he opens his mouth, he can almost stuff an egg into it.
He had never imagined that Lin Yun, who had been despised by him before, laughing at him who would only pick up cheap money, had such terrifying strength.
Thinking of myself, I provoke each other several times, just to exchange two feet.
He couldn't help but be afraid, his eyes were full of horror, if Lin Yun had a bad temper, his nine lives would not be enough for the opponent to kill!
As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel cold all over, and shivered: "Damn it, who the hell did I offend..."