Upon hearing that Lu Bei was from Xuanyinsi, Lin Fengxian's face looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly. He put away his previous admiration and praise and pretended that nothing had happened.
The Wu Zhou Dynasty had its own national conditions.
As a member of the Huangji Sect and a high-ranking steward, it is reasonable and common sense that he hates the Xuanyinsi.
"Did the Xuanyin Division also receive news that the old devil was coming to Ningzhou?"
"The chief steward is wise."
"Stop pretending. I think someone is telling you something."
Lin Fengxian snorted coldly. He had always suspected that his group of managers were hiding undercover agents from the Xuanyin Division. Today, his suspicion was finally confirmed. But then again, this could also be a plot by the Xuanyin Division to sow discord. The specific situation still needed to be considered.
"Hahaha, it turns out that he is the Qingwei of Xuanyin Division. No wonder he is so scheming."
The old monster Longquan laughed sinisterly and said to Lin Fengxian, "This kid stole my master's treasure and intended to frame me. The chief steward is very observant, so don't fall into his evil plan. I have a good heart and will give the chief steward an idea to kill someone with a borrowed knife. You and I will kill him together, and then you can say that he died at my hands. Isn't that wonderful?"
"It would be easy for Lin to kill him. Does that mean he needs to join forces with you?"
Lin Fengxian sneered three times: "Old devil, there is a place for you in Ningzhou Death Row. I have ordered people to prepare thirty-eight bone-rotting nails. If you don't mind, come with me!"
After saying that, he formed his five fingers into claws, stirring up a torrent of air. The cold and gust of wind was as straight as a spear, smashing heavily into the chest and abdomen of the old monster Longquan.
"How dare you show off your mere tricks!"
The old monster Longquan took a deep breath, and a cold air flow filled his chest, and then boiling blood spurted out like mist. Four blood-filled steel knives appeared in the air, three of which were chopped towards Lin Fengxian, and one was awarded to Lu Bei.
According to the estimation of the old monster Longquan, Lu Bei's previous strong outburst must have been due to the use of some secret method. His momentary bravery was nothing to worry about, as his biggest enemy was still Lin Fengxian.
The steel knife attacked, and the shaking wind lifted the curtain of the battle, blowing Lu Bei's robes. He pulled out the straight knife with his backhand, shouted angrily, and fought hard, fighting and retreating with the bloody steel knife to a 50-50 draw.
In this battle, Lin Fengxian and the old monster Longquan are the protagonists, and he plays a supporting role and just needs to pick up some heads at the end.
As a weak person with a congenital constitution, it's not embarrassing to fight back and forth with a quarter of a move from a master in the Spirit Transformation Realm, right
Lu Bei's acting skills burst forth as he retreated to the edge of the battlefield while fighting. He was shouting and grunting as hard as he could, dealing with the bloody long sword in front of him, while keeping his peripheral vision fixed on the center of the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to burst out and pick up heads.
boom!!!
Lin Fengxian broke the three bloody knives with three palms. He put his hands together in front of his chest, clasped his eight fingers together, put his two middle fingers together, and made a strange hand gesture pointing directly at the old monster Longquan.
"Emperor's Heart Seal!"
In an instant, the air flow surged.
The old monster Longquan's face changed. The invisible attack oppressed his mind. The magic power condensed in his body could not be withdrawn, and his perception was interrupted, as if his spirit and soul were removed from his body at this moment.
As a huge force hit him, his whole face turned red and bleeding, almost distorted.
"ah!"
The torso and limbs of the old monster Longquan exploded one after another, and air rushed in all directions, carrying with it boiling hot blood, including a large amount of internal organ fragments.
Lu Bei saw it clearly. The moment the Huangji Shexin Seal was activated, the space around the old monster Longquan stagnated. It was difficult for him to even defend himself, let alone counterattack.
As expected of the chief steward of Huangji Sect, he didn't play by the rules at all. He just raised his hand and made a powerful move, skipping the process of testing and making harsh remarks.
This is not good. If he kills the old monster Longquan in one go, how can he get the heads and experience
boom!!
In the blood mist, a terrifying skeleton hit the mountain wall, with some tendons and flesh hanging from its body, its gums crimson, its scalp and hair stained with blood, and its two eyeballs still moving, which was extremely creepy.
The style of painting changed drastically. After browsing the classical fairy tale area, the horror plasma film began to play.
If any other cultivator had sustained such an injury, he would not have died on the spot, but would have also lost the ability to move.
The Longquan old monster is an extreme exception. He can move safely with only a skeleton left, with rich blood flowing around him and a layer of red draped over his bony body.
He took a step forward, and eight figures appeared in a chain, surrounding Lin Fengxian's position.
"How can I let you have your wish?"
Before coming, Lin Fengxian had read the intelligence information about the Longquan old monster and knew several of the old devil's special skills, among which was the technique of using clones to form an array and attack together.
He stepped forward and slapped out his palm, powerful magic power burst out, his palm was red like a branding iron, instantly emptying out the omnipresent airflow, burning the rock walls at the edge of the vacuum into a red turbid substance.
When the palm is pushed halfway, the joints make crackling sounds and then it is clenched into a fist.
"Emperor's Self-Sacrifice Seal!"
The punch was like a thunder across the sky, shaking the mind of the old monster Longquan and blurring his vision. In the darkness, a huge figure was seen looking down at the sky, and a fist print that covered the sky and the sun was chopped down from a high place.
boom-
Bones were broken and blood was flying. Red and white things were scattered all over the sky. A black and white eyeball dragged a nerve vein and flew out of the dark eye socket. After landing, it rolled twice and stopped moving.
it's over?!
Lu Bei's eyes widened, and he felt incredible.
The God Transformation Realm fought against the God Transformation Realm. The old monster Longquan was killed by Lin Fengxian in two moves. Was it that the old monster Longquan was too weak, or was the secret method of the Huangji Sect too powerful
Where is the old devil who has been famous for many years
Just when Lu Bei was astonished, Lin Fengxian, who had smashed the Longquan monster with a single punch, turned around and ran. He took a step forward and his figure flashed dozens of meters away. After several flashes, he disappeared instantly.
Apparently, it's not over yet.
Boom—
At the spot where the old monster Longquan died with his bones shattered, a red blood bead with gusts of cold wind floated up. As it turned, it sucked in the strong wind and spit out blood waves.
Countless streams of blood spread out in all directions, rushing wildly along the interconnected Demon Cave. Waves of vanguard blood transformed into demonic shadows like snakes and dragons, refining the strange beasts and poisonous insects that blocked the way along the way and integrating them into their bodies to strengthen themselves.
The physical body is an illusion. This blood bead is the real body of the old monster Longquan. He refined his soul into it in his early years. As long as the blood bead is not broken, he will not die.
All I can say is that this is worthy of being the devilish technique that everyone in the immortal world despises and practices secretly. Although he is also in the Spirit Transformation Realm, Lu Lianwu does not have so many tricks.
At this time, Lu Bei had already caught up with Lin Fengxian.
"Master, the old monster Huang Quan is extremely powerful. If you need me to do anything, just tell me. I am willing to do my best to help."
"People from Xuanyin Division, get out of here and don't delay Huangji Sect's work."
Lin Fengxian gave the order in a bad mood. He was only surprised at Lu Bei's powerful physical speed. It was not surprising that he could be entrusted with such an important task by the Xuanyin Division and could even confront the old monster Longquan for a while.
Lin Fengxian held the compass in his hand and took a shortcut to leave the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. Lu Bei followed closely behind. Not long after they saw the light of day again, a torrent of extremely smelly blood burst out.
One by one, bloody heads were raised, and the dragon held its head high, a total of nine heads.
Thick blood mist was rising, and countless dry bones were rolling and dancing in the air. As more and more blood flowed, the size of the dragon suddenly increased to an extremely terrifying scale.
"Emperor Jishe Divine Seal!"
Lin Fengxian once again made a strange fighting gesture and aimed at the huge dragon from a distance. The powerful force field crushed it, accompanied by the tearing sounds like tiger roars and dragon roars, and created layers of ripples in the air.
The nine-headed demon dragon's body paused, and most of it shattered into a tide of blood. While countless mud, sand, and rocks were blown high up, the remaining half of its body fell far into the rocky ground.
"Formation,"
"rise!"
Outside the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, in the brown rocky area, the innate realm managers including Huang He had been waiting for a long time. They all pinched their fingers to make a spell, and a golden light array shot up into the sky. Strands of golden threads dragged and suppressed, and chains wrapped around the demon's head, suppressing it with its extremely yang and hard attributes, making it unable to move.
"How dare you, a young man—"
The nine dragon heads roared loudly, and the sound was so loud that it caused the golden formation to tremble several times. Several managers in the innate realm with weaker cultivation turned pale and almost failed to maintain the formation.
At this point, the old monster Longquan also realized that the Huangji Sect had been planning this for a long time, and had always grasped the key points to restrain him. It was clear that they came prepared.
First he was plotted against by Lu Bei and was put under the blame, then he was plotted against by Lin Fengxian and was trapped in the formation, unable to escape. Since this old demon entered Ningzhou, he has suffered many setbacks. It is so miserable.
Oh, I also lost my goddaughter and my apprentice’s wife. When you add it up, it’s even worse.
"Hold the formation steady, don't let the old devil get away."
Lin Fengxian stepped forward to the front of the formation. With his personal action, the pressure on the innate realm managers was greatly reduced. They pinched their fingers to form spells and condensed hundreds or thousands of golden threads to suppress the magic dragon.
"Master, I came to Ningzhou only to seek treasures. We have nothing to do with each other, so why are you so aggressive?"
The old monster Longquan used his last trick: "I know that Huangji Sect has a quota for recruiting guest officials. If the chief steward is willing to settle the matter peacefully and give me a quota, I will repay you a hundredfold or a thousandfold."
"Hehe, maybe someone else can be a guest official, but you, old devil..."
Lin Fengxian glanced at Lu Bei, who looked like a passerby, and smiled coldly: "I am not afraid to tell you that today we are not here to arrest you, but to refine you. Your orb has been favored by a noble person, and I am just following orders."
"What?!"
The old monster Longquan was horrified: "The blood bead contains my soul, you want me to die!"
"Yes, it's your life that's wanted."
Lin Fengxian stared at the blood bead embedded in the dragon's reverse scale, waved his hands, and scattered eight golden flames, which not only stabilized the formation but also accelerated the refining of the smelly poisonous dragon.
Looking at the lively scene, Lu Bei shook his head secretly.
The noble person who can make the chief steward of Huangji Sect obey his orders is most likely an elder of Huangji Sect. If he is bolder, he might be Lin Fengxian's adoptive father.
There is no way to get the head.
Lin Fengxian was not a foolish man. If he took any action, such as forcibly killing the old monster Longquan, it would definitely arouse the other party's suspicion. It was not easy for him to throw the blame on the old monster Longquan, and he could not let the other party sacrifice in vain.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei flashed into the air and sped away.
Seeing this scene, Lin Fengxian ordered the managers to make a quick decision to prevent any trouble, such as the Xuanyinsi causing trouble, and the magic dragon must be refined within half an hour.
However, deep in the earth, there is another black round bead escaping far away...