Chapter 21: Evil Cultivating

With a rustling sound, dozens of black-clothed people crawled out of the ground around them, slapping the sand and dust on their bodies, while looking coldly at the mighty dart board. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Black bear, hand over the things, and we will leave immediately, otherwise there will be no one left here. An old man who was as thin as wood slowly walked out of the man in black.

The black bear's face sank like water, and he shouted in a low voice: "Who is my Dao? It turned out to be you Song Zhong." ”

The old man smiled and said gloomily: "Don't tell lies in front of real people. This time, your mighty dart bureau openly sent red goods, and secretly brought back a century-old snow ginseng. If you hand over this thing, you can keep it safe, and don't bury everyone here for the sake of something outside your body. ”

The black bear frowned, looked at the people around him, and said secretly in his heart: "How does this Song Zhong know that I am hiding snow ginseng? It seems that the people who are traveling with me must have spies." Thinking of this, he suddenly swept his gaze, glanced at Lin Xuan, and his heart moved.

At this moment, Song Zhong laughed and said loudly: "Today, a master personally took action, and you are dead." After speaking, he took a few steps back and shouted, "Welcome seniors." As he spoke, he immediately fell to the ground with an extremely respectful expression.

Looking at the black-clothed people around them, all of them looked fanatical, prostrate on the ground, and followed Song Xing to read loudly: "Welcome seniors." ”

A cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Hand over the ginseng, otherwise, die!" As soon as the words fell, a fist-sized fireball suddenly appeared from the shadows, with a strong high temperature, and instantly hit a dart guard, the guard didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of black charcoal along with the weapon in his hand.

At this moment, everyone in the dart game was stunned, and some didn't even grab the weapons in their hands, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Dong Sen's eyes showed a look of horror, and he lost his voice: "This ...... What kind of secret weapon is this?"

The heat wave couldn't stop emanating from the pile of black charcoal, and the surrounding guards bent their hairs one by one, revealing their roasted faces.

The black bear also looked shocked, subconsciously took a few steps back, looked at the pile of black charcoal on the ground in a daze, and was speechless for a long time.

The black-faced man's eyes showed a look of fear, and he said tremblingly, "Immortal...... Immortal Spell?" Speaking of this black-faced man, he had also been tested by the Immortal Cultivation Sect when he was a child, and only then did he set foot on the rivers and lakes after being eliminated, and his childhood memories stimulated him deeply, and now when he saw the fireball technique, he immediately thought of it.

Song Zhong looked proud, and said loudly: "That's right, this senior is an immortal, why don't you send the snow ginseng quickly?"

All the people in the dart game looked at the black bear, their eyes showed a pleading color, if they were mortals, they still had the courage to fight, but the other party was an immortal, these men lost their fighting spirit at this moment.

The black bear had a bitter face and was about to speak, when suddenly three more fireballs appeared silently, floating in the air, and rushed towards the guards, who died as tragically as the one before.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and his interest rose, judging from the power of this fireball technique, the person who cast the spell definitely did not exceed the sixth layer of the condensation period, he touched his chin, and with a sweep of his divine sense, the Dao mirror automatically fed back to the surroundings, and the scene of Fang Yuan suddenly appeared, and on a big tree not far away, he noticed the person who cast the spell.

As Lin Xuan's cultivation progressed, the Dao Mirror also continued to evolve and discover its special functions.

"Huh?" Lin Xuan was stunned, the person who cast the spell had cultivated to the peak of the seventh layer of the Qi Condensation Period, and he could break through to the eighth layer at any time.

This middle-aged man has a gloomy complexion, and there are several deep scars on his face, at first glance

Quite hideous.

There was a rustling sound from not far away in the jungle.

Suddenly, a dark cloud appeared in the sky, and as soon as this dark cloud appeared, a strange wind immediately rolled up, blowing the ground and retreating one after another.

As soon as the dark clouds moved, they fell rapidly, the strange wind became more and more violent, and a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared from the dark clouds, stepping on the strange wind, falling from the sky.

As soon as he appeared, one of the guards of the dart bureau snorted miserably, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist, and at the same time, several guards in succession all exploded their bodies and turned into blood mist.

These blood mist wriggled strangely in mid-air, quickly condensing together, forming a blood bead that shimmered with golden light.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and sucked it, and the blood beads were immediately swallowed by him, his face was slightly ruddy, he touched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed strangely.

The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, looked at Lin Xuan carefully, and suddenly smiled cruelly: "This fellow Daoist, please retreat." “

Looking at the other party, refining blood for his own cultivation, Lin Xuan knew that something was wrong, such an evil cultivation would definitely not leave a living mouth.

Lin Xuan was calm and unhurried, and said indifferently: "How about retreating, what if you don't retreat?"

A cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he said gloomily: "It makes no difference, you are the sixth layer of the Qi Condensation Period, if I drink your blood and cooperate with the snow ginseng, I should be able to advance to the ninth layer of Qi Condensation." ”

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, with his powerful divine sense, the gravitational technique moved at will, turning into a big hand and grabbing at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's expression moved slightly, he snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a green light, this green light flashed, turned into a small sword, and slashed at the big hand.

Lin Xuan's gravitational technique had already been refined to the point of perfection, and the Dao Mirror made his gravitational technique become like a spell. Immediately divided into two, one of them turned around and grabbed the middle-aged evil cultivator, and the other grabbed the flying sword.

The little green sword immediately trembled, and the flickering light flickered on and off. The middle-aged man's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly took out a black gourd from the storage bag, and threw it out immediately without saying a word, and his hands changed and made a few red lights.

As soon as the gourd came out, the small green sword that the gravitational technique grabbed immediately shook, and it disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it was already out of the control of the gravitational technique.

Lin Xuan's face was as usual, but his heart was greatly shaken.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag, several black wooden strips flew out, and as soon as these wooden strips appeared, they immediately connected to each other to form a whip snake, which flew out as fast as lightning.

I saw that the gourd immediately made a buzzing sound, as if it was sucking something, spit out red light, and landed on the flying sword, and suddenly the color of the flying sword immediately changed from green to red, and it flew out violently, and a sword slashed on the whip snake that was rushing forward.

This whip snake was something that Lin Xuan got from a dwarf, and he studied it and sacrificed it into his own thing.

Lin Xuan manipulated the whip snake to turn, jumped over the flying sword attack, and went straight to the middle-aged evil cultivator.

The middle-aged evil cultivator sneered, and didn't care about the whipping snake, he pointed at the flying sword with one hand, muttering words in his mouth, the flying sword trembled, disappeared strangely again, and appeared in front of the middle-aged evil cultivator like a teleportation, and a sword was slashed.

The middle-aged evil cultivator laughed fiercely, opened his mouth and spit out a golden blood bead, as soon as this bead appeared, it immediately turned into a silk of gold thread and burrowed into the flying sword.

Lin Xuan frowned secretly, and was about to retract the whip snake, when suddenly a red flying sword phantom emerged from above the small sword, and with a speed beyond the body, it was instantly slashed.

With a "clang" sound, the whip was extremely hard, flashing with brilliance, and did not break.