Chapter 141: Refined Zombie (Asking for a Monthly Pass, Recommending a Ticket)
Qin Lin looked at it, but saw that it was just a little monk who had just entered the foundation building period, and sneered: "I really didn't expect that even a little foundation building monk would have a loud voice now." ”
“...... It's just looking for death!~"
Qin Lin's tone gradually turned cold, and as soon as his voice fell, all the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect felt that Qin Lin's figure disappeared as soon as they saw a flower in front of them.
With a sudden and terrible scream in the air.
"Ahh
Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and saw that Senior Brother Zhuji, who was still shouting before, had now turned into a headless corpse, blood sprayed, and blood splattered five steps.
And Qin Lin's figure returned to the position just now, as if he had never moved, but there was an extra thing in his hand, and then he threw it out, and a huge human head rolled out along the ground.
Everyone was horrified and took a step back.
Qin Lin was able to kill the senior brothers in the foundation building period so easily, which meant that Qin Lin could also kill them who were also in the foundation building stage, as well as the weaker Qi cultivation period.
In the face of death, these disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect who usually kill people without blinking an eye are also occupied by fear at this moment, although killing Qin Lin can be promoted to elder, and there will be brave men for heavy rewards, but they also have to enjoy their lives. Otherwise, it's like the disciple who shouted just now, and his head moves.
"Senior brothers, don't be afraid, he is just a little stiff, and the most powerful is only equivalent to a Jindan monk, there are so many of us, even one person can drown him with a mouthful of spit, not to mention that we still have magic weapons, refined zombies, everyone works together, we will definitely be able to defeat him!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd that was still a little commotion just now calmed down, because the person who spoke was no one else, but the senior brother of their corpse refining sect was a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.
"Yes, everyone listen to Senior Brother Wang Yuan, let's go together, no matter how powerful this zombie is, it is not our opponent. ”
After speaking, all the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect looked at Qin Lin in unison, running the True Yuan, it seemed that as long as Qin Lin moved, the Heavenly Spell would come to him.
Qin Lin's heart froze, just now he killed the shouting corpse refining sect disciple with a thunderous method, just to mess with the military spirit of this corpse refining sect so that he could leave. It is true that individual Qi training, foundation building, Jindan monks, and Qin Lin are not in their eyes, but there are hundreds, thousands of corpse refining sect disciples here, if they all play spells at him, Qin Lin will only have one way to run back to the cave.
But in that case, when Ying Wusu recovers his mental strength and rushes over, things will be even worse.
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"It seems that there is only a preemptive strike. ”
"Ahh
Qin Lin roared violently, and then turned on the corpse qi, "Taiyin Pole Dao, Ten Thousand Laws Flowing Corpses", his figure flashed, and he rushed into the crowd, sharpening his claws and fangs, and killing all directions.
Qin Lin knew that it was obviously irrational to compare spells and supernatural powers with so many corpse refining sect disciples, and he could only give full play to his advantages of zombie invulnerability and infinite strength.
Qin Lin, who rushed into the crowd, was like a meat grinder, his claws were flying, and the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect were either killed or injured when they touched it, and before the disciples could react, many disciples suddenly had Qin Lin's sharp claws and fangs in their bodies, and they screamed again and again, and the crowd was instantly defeated, and Qin Lin of the Corpse Refining Gate was killed and collapsed.
"Evil beasts are not going to commit murder!"
Seeing that Qin Lin was fighting with them with the fierce body of the zombie, several disciples at the peak of foundation building who knew that they were weak jumped aside and cast spells.
"Chain, sickness!"
Several foundation building disciples formed a magic seal in their hands, condensed a crimson iron chain, and threw it towards Qin Lin together.
The corpse chain is a magic weapon specially refined by the corpse refining door to deal with wild zombies, which has the effect of suppressing corpse qi and suppressing zombies.
"Bell!~"
Qin Lin, who was killing in all directions, didn't notice the attack of the corpse chain.
"Good!!~"
Seeing that Qin Lin was tied, several people were excited, as if Qin Lin was already a lamb to be slaughtered, and the position of elder was not far from them.
And Qin Lin looked at the iron chain that tied him, and was surprised to find that this iron chain could actually have an effect on his corpse qi, and the corpse refining door still had two brushes, but he still laughed.
"Haha!haha~"
"What are you laughing at, this is for you zombies!"
When a few people saw Qin Lin laughing, they were also puzzled.
Qin Lin just said coldly: "Carving insect skills!"
I saw that the corpse qi on Qin Lin's body was surging, the body protection corpse qi was rising, and the rich corpse qi was spreading towards the iron chain, as if this was eating away at it.
"Click!~"
With a clear sound, the bundle of corpse chains broke directly.
Qin Lin then struggled to expand, and then broke free of the corpse chain.
"What! this ...... How is this possible?!"
Several of the Corpse Refining Sect disciples who had built the foundation were dumbfounded, their eyes full of disbelief, and then quickly turned to fear.
"He's not a zombie, he's a demon!~"
Seeing the awe-inspiring murderous intent in Qin Lin's eyes, these Corpse Refining Sect disciples shouted in horror and hurriedly fled around.
But how can they outperform zombies that walk like the wind and jump like flying?
"Poof!~"
Qin Lin pierced the man's chest with one claw, and his hands, body, and face were covered with blood.
"Ahh
Qin Lin howled and tore it apart, only to see that the man began to crack from his chest, and was torn in half before he even had time to scream.
Seeing that Qin Lin couldn't even be subdued by a corpse chain, and then seeing that the senior brother who was already a veteran foundation building cultivator died so miserably, all the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect fled in all directions.
The formation was chaotic, and Qin Lin was already like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, harvesting people's heads very easily.
Blood flowed far down the hillside, and from time to time stumps and severed arms flew all over the sky, scattered all over the mountain, and the scene was extremely tragic.
"Bang!~"
Just when Qin Lin was killing very vigorously, one after another spells slammed into his back, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate, Qin Lin wondered, now that the corpse refining gate had collapsed, it was too late to escape, and who would dare to take the initiative to attack him, and looked slowly: "It turned out to be you." ”
"Brothers, don't mess around, let's attack him with spells!"
This person is none other than Wang Yuan, the great disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect who stabilized the military heart from the beginning.
Seeing that the spell was effective, the other disciples all ran the true yuan and went to Qin Lin.
Qin Lin raised his eyebrows, and seeing that the spell of the disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect was coming quickly, he hurriedly cast the "Taiyin Pole Dao", raising the body protection corpse qi, and in an instant, the gloomy and fierce Dao method in the sky, with a terrifying killing intention, instantly submerged Qin Lin.
It took a while for the afterglow of the Dao Fa to dissipate.
Wang Yuan sneered and said: "Even if it is a Jindan peak cultivator, he doesn't dare to resist the Dao Law of so many of us, just rely on your little stiffness, if you don't die, I will ......"
Before the last sentence was finished, Wang Yuan froze.
I saw that among the dust, Qin Lin's body had no other wounds at all, except for the damage of some clothes, but his momentum increased greatly, and evil qi gushed out.
"Impossible!"
Wang Yuan looked at Qin Lin in disbelief and roared angrily. No matter how powerful Qin Lin is, he still understands the truth that ants bite and kill elephants.
At this time, Qin Lin was not so relaxed on the surface, just now the Heavenly Dao Law attacked, he resisted with his body protection corpse qi, and then used the devouring decision to devour the violent Dao energy, and then he was lucky enough to block it, but if he fired again, Qin Lin really couldn't stand it, just in an instant, his corpse qi and true yuan were directly lost by half.
"Fellow disciples, don't be afraid, this zombie is at the end of its power. ”
Wang Yuan used his true qi again, and the ruthless Dao method hit Qin Lin on the ground again with a piercing sound of breaking the sky.
Qin Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, and he shouted: "Look for death!"
Immediately, compared to the sword point, he went straight to Wang Yuan, Qin Lin had already seen that this person was the core of the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, as long as he was killed, the Corpse Refining Gate would naturally be a plate of loose sand, and it would not be a climate.
"Sword Breaker!"
The sword-breaking style is aimed at speed, and the world's martial arts are respected by speed!
Qin Lin's figure was like lightning, and as soon as the sword light flashed, Wang Yuan's chest turned red, and then his body stiffened and fell to the ground, and he muttered in his mouth: "What a fast sword ......"
"Ah, he killed Senior Brother Wang Yuan, run away!"
Seeing that his senior brothers were all killed, all the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect had already become scattered sand.
Qin Lin looked at the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect who had already fled in all directions, and they were not killing, this was not the time to settle accounts with the Corpse Refining Sect, the coming day was long, and when they arrived without a request, it would be troublesome.
Just as Qin Lin was speeding towards Broken Sword Mountain, a dark shadow stopped him.
The black shadow was covered in turquoise, dressed in a dark and shiny iron armor, with bare hands, inch-long nails extremely sharp, and a mouth full of scorched fangs.
Qin Lin's eyes froze, and he exclaimed, "Refined zombies?!"