In the battle between monks, whether it is a competition for spells or magic weapons, cultivation is the most crucial part.

The spell is powerful, but the speed of activation is slow, and the amount of True Qi consumed is very large. The magic weapon is fast, flexible, and consumes less true qi.

Most of the monks are not only competing in cultivation, but also fighting in magic weapons.

Lin Han directly refined the Yaksha Sword, he didn't like to use the thunderbolt, the thunderbolt is the magic weapon of the purple sky thunder, it is powerful, and it is engraved with a thunder spell, which can be released as long as the true qi is poured in.

But the movement was too big, if it weren't for Zi Tianlei using the thunderbolt to fight with the juvenile Jiaowang Snake at the beginning, the movement caused by it could be seen by people miles away, I'm afraid Lin Han wouldn't have found him, then now it might be a different result.

The Zimu Yasha Sword, although there is no engraved formation, the power is smaller than that of the lightning shuttle, but the material is very precious, the speed is extremely fast, and it can be divided into two, it is the best magic weapon in assassination.

However, Lin Han's cultivation is not enough for the minimum required eighth layer of Qi cultivation, and he can only use it for a moment, not for a long time, otherwise he will inevitably be counterattacked and will be easily seriously injured.

"Bang!"

The Zimu Yasha sword turned into a green mang and flew towards Zhang Wenlong's big umbrella.

Zhang Wenlong took advantage of this moment at this moment to look up to the sky and shout: "Someone...... coming"

But in the next moment, Lin Han's Zi Mu Yasha sword had already flown over, and with a sound, his colorful umbrella was instantly pierced with a big hole, and in an instant, Zhang Wenlong's body moved, his face instantly turned red, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was already injured internally.

Once the artifact has established a connection with the user, the user will also be damaged to a certain extent if it is damaged.

Without waiting for Zhang Wenlong to react next, the Zimu Yasha Sword stabbed him in the left shoulder with a swish, with great force, stabbing at the bone in his left shoulder, and crashing into a big tree with his body.

Zheng!

The Yaksha sword stabbed Zhang Wenlong's bones, penetrated, and nailed it to the old tree.

The figure flickered, Lin Han had already flown over, and with a move of his hand, the black long knife that he had abandoned before had already reached his hand, and when he came to Zhang Wenlong, he slapped the blade on his head and stunned him directly.

Withdrawing the Zimuyasha sword, he grabbed Zhang Wenlong's body with one hand, and quickly left the forest, he already felt the sound of breaking the air, and other monks were nearby.

Just when Lin Han disappeared and Lin Hai was only a third of the time when he was tea, three figures appeared in the place where he had just fought with Zhang Wenlong.

"Senior brother, this is Zhang Wenlong's thousand-mile transmission note!" a young disciple said respectfully to Sun Jian.

"Senior Brother Sun, there are traces of a fight here, Zhang Wenlong and Zhang Quan are a group, one is a sixth-level Qi cultivator, and the other is a fifth-level Qi cultivator, they have been together since the beginning, and they are proficient in combining combined attacks, even if they are seventh-level Qi cultivators, they may not be able to please the two of them, but now they don't even have the opportunity to send a thousand miles of transmission!" another disciple said in surprise.

Sun Jian was a cultivator of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation, his face was grim, his eyes were full of essence, he stared at the direction of Lin Han's escape, and said coldly: "Immediately transmit the sound to the disciples of the Zhenxing Palace within a radius of fifty miles, just say what I said, the mysterious monk who attacked and killed the Purple Sky Thunder is within this range, forming an encirclement and trapping him for me." ”

There are more than 10,000 disciples in Zhenxing Palace, and Sun Jian is a monk of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation, and he is also a relative of one of the thirty-six law enforcement elders in the Punishment Hall of Zhenxing Palace, but his status in Zhenxing Palace is not very high.

Li Qingfeng Chiguoguo exploited him, and he dared to be angry in the past few days.

Holding a sigh of relief in his heart, if he could take a step ahead of Li Qingfeng and capture the mysterious monk, then his credit this time would be the greatest.

Ziyun Zhenren let out the words, whoever catches the person who killed Zi Tianlei will become his righteous son, and he will be vigorously cultivated by him in the future, and he will even become one of the top ten elders of the next generation of Zhenxing Palace, and at the same time serve as the master of the Punishment Hall.

"No matter how high your cultivation is, once the five hundred monks of my Zhenxing Palace rush over, they will have to trap you, even if they can't catch you with their own hands, but the first credit found in this is not to run, Master and his old man will definitely be impressed by me, when the time comes, Li Qingfeng, if you cheat me, I will take it back!" Sun Jian muttered to himself in his heart, on the surface, he waved coldly at the two monks who followed him, and shouted: "Chase!"

The dark space was filled with humid air, and the air was filled with an earthy smell.

This is a cave that Lin Han had dug a few days ago.

He ordered the dantian that banned Zhang Wenlong and blocked his true qi.

In this way, Zhang Wenlong will not have the slightest true qi leaking out of his body, and he will not be perceived by the outside world.

Lin Han constricted the breath of his whole body, and between one exhalation and one inhalation, it was like a turtle's breath, this was the divine turtle's breath, which was actually a kind of exercise for converging and cultivating.

After all, Lin Han lived for hundreds of years in his previous life, and he became one of the few in the immortal cultivation world who was the best, but he was definitely a comprehensive type.

The Divine Turtle's breath is exerted, at least it can avoid the detection of the monks in the later stage of foundation building.

It's a pity that Lin Han's cultivation is not strong enough, if he can be promoted to the tenth level of Qi cultivation, it will be difficult for even the cultivators of the Yudan stage to discover him.

Now Lin Han could only pray that there were no strong people in the group of disciples in the Zhenxing Palace.

"It's troublesome, I've been found traces, they will definitely block the range of dozens of miles, and then look for me in a carpet way, even if I don't find out how to gather my breath, but this cave will be found by them sooner or later, and then there will really be no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the ground, and I have to think of a way." Lin Han thought calmly in his heart.

He was now in a cave on a cliff.

He had carved it out, and the outside of the cave had been blocked by him with rocks.

Generally speaking, this place will not be detected easily, but if the other party searches carefully, it is only a matter of time before it is discovered.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Wenlong, who was unconscious, woke up.

It was dark all around, but for the monks, it was completely possible to see at night.

"You ......" Zhang Wenlong was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Han.

"If I were you, I wouldn't speak first, it's easy to provoke the ferocity of others and kill you, what do I ask you now, what do you answer me, otherwise, I don't mind having another life in my hand. Lin Han's voice was indifferent, full of murderous intent, and the temperature around the cave dropped a lot.

Zhang Wenlong opened his mouth, feeling his current situation, and finally said in a low voice: "I told you what you want to know, then will you let me go?"

"Look at your performance!" Lin Han said coldly: "I don't want to kill!"

"Okay, you ask!" Zhang Wenlong's eyes flickered, he couldn't talk about the conditions now, everyone who can cultivate immortals is not a shrewd person?

"How many disciples did Zhenxing Palace send to Wutong Mountain this time?" Lin Han asked directly.

"300 in the early stage, and then 200 were transferred later!" Zhang Wenlong still doesn't believe in Lin Han's cultivation until now, a monk who only has a fifth level of qi cultivation can kill Zitian Lei, Fang Bai, and Tienan, the three powerful monks who practice qi at the tenth level and have magic weapons?

"As for it!" Lin Han chuckled, "Isn't it just the death of three disciples of the tenth level of Qi cultivation!

"Don't tell me you don't know that the person you killed is the only son of Ziyun Zhenren, the master of our Zhenxing Palace Punishment Hall and the head of the Ten Elders!" Zhang Wenlong took a breath of cold air, shook his head and said: "You have caused a big disaster, it is impossible to escape, the monks in this Wutong Mountain have basically been cleaned up by our Zhenxing Palace, and the origin of each monk, we are all registered, although I don't know you, but you want to leave from here, unless you can beat the Great Elder Ziyun." ”

"You don't have to worry about this, I ask you something, you just need to answer something, talk more, be careful that I kill you now!" Lin Han stared at Zhang Wenlong and asked, "Do the disciples of your Zhenxing Palace know each other?"

"Most of them don't know each other!" Zhang Wenlong replied honestly.

"It's the same sect, why aren't you familiar with it?" Lin Han asked.

"There are tens of thousands of disciples in Zhenxing Palace, among them, the Qi training period accounts for ninety percent, and the disciples who participated in this mission, the highest is only Senior Brother Li Qingfeng, who is a Qi Cultivation Great Perfection monk, and the lowest is the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi training, you must know that Zhenxing Palace will accept disciples once every three years, more than ninety percent of the monks are monks cultivated by small sects or monks cultivated by small families, and many of them don't know each other before this, since the last time Zhenxing Palace accepted disciples, but it has only been half a year, and those who come here to perform tasks this time are basically new disciples, and everyone is busy with cultivation in the past half a year, and it is impossible to be familiar with them！”

Zhang Wenlong glanced at Chen Mo, hesitated for a moment, and said: "If you want to pretend to be a disciple of Zhenxing Palace, blend in with it, and slip away, it is basically impossible, each of us has been tested by the immortal stone, and all the exits of Wutong Mountain are guarded, if you want to leave, you must verify your identity, but you have not been tested by the immortal stone at all, and you will undoubtedly be caught in the net at that time." ”

The Immortal Stone is a magic weapon tool in the world of cultivating immortals, which can record a person's cultivation and information.

Lin Han frowned, in fact, he will have a lot of easy bone change techniques, but it is easy to change his face, and it is difficult to verify his identity, as Zhang Wenlong said, all the exits of this Wutong Mountain have been guarded, if you want to leave, you must pass the verification of the identity of the immortal stone, then he will definitely be exposed, once he is besieged, no matter how low the cultivation of these people is, with his cultivation, he will not be able to escape at all.

"I have a way to help you leave, but you have to swear blood to heaven and promise not to kill me!" Zhang Wenlong said hesitantly.

"You say it first!" Lin Han said coldly.

"No, you have to swear blood, once I help you leave, you must let me go, otherwise you will be burned to death by the flames of heavenly fire!" Zhang Wenlong is not a fool, he knows that those missing disciples of Zhenxing Palace have been killed by Lin Han, this is a ruthless person, whether he can live or not depends on the other party's thoughts, he doesn't want to die just like this, he still carries the hope of the family.

"Then I'll kill you now!" Lin Han took out the long black knife and put it on Zhang Wenlong's neck.

Zhang Wenlong, who was stimulated by the cold breath on the weapon, was nervous, and the hairs on his neck stood up, at this moment, as long as Lin Han made a move, he would be killed immediately.

"You can't kill me!" Zhang Wenlong shouted: "You will regret killing me!"

"Really?" Lin Han sneered, and with a slight effort, immediately, a blood mark appeared on Zhang Wenlong's neck.

The slightly cool blood flowed down his neck, Zhang Wenlong's whole person suddenly lost his inch, he knew that the other party really dared to start, and shouted tremblingly at the moment: "Identity beads, identity beads, I have identity beads!"