―― With the words of the black-robed monk, the void pointed by the black-robed monk's finger began to ripple like the surface of the water, and became more and more violent, as if the surface of the boiling water, after reaching the extreme, there was an instant solidification, and the temperature of the deep space around him unconsciously decreased several times, close to freezing.

Gazing closely at the wrinkled void that was condensed, the next moment, Lin slowly shrank his gaze, and a pair of huge purple arms suddenly stretched out from the void, as if they were from another world, comparable to Lin's slowly thighs The arms parted to the sides, pressing on the void, as if substantial, and made a muffled sound.

Immediately after that, a piercing and hideous scream came into Lin Slowly's ears, and the purple arms with tangled muscles were frantically forced, as if they wanted to pull themselves out of another world, and in the blink of an eye, his face was hideous, his face was scarred vertically and horizontally, and the head of Shura, who had demonic sharp horns on his head, was forced out of the void, and it only took a few breaths to take a few breaths before this purple Shura fully appeared.

Feeling the tyrannical aura in the crazy eyes of the purple Shura, and the terrifying power in the tangled arms, Lin slowly tightened his heart. With a flash of his gaze, his figure moved instantly, and under the illusion of the Dao Dao behind him, he rushed directly towards the black-robed monk who was standing behind half of his body.

This technique of summoning barbarian ghosts, Lin has heard of it for a long time, it is almost a forbidden technique in the barbarian ghost sect, even if it can be successfully cultivated in the barbarian ghost sect, it is only a palm, I didn't expect the other party to have this kind of talent, and although this technique has not been fully developed, but the power contained in the purple demon Shura made Lin slowly frightened.

You can only be the first to strike. Strive to kill the black-robed monk before he has fully performed this technique. Otherwise, once this technique is successfully performed, in the face of the two-sided attack of the Purple Sha Shura and the black-robed monk, Lin slowly realizes that his chances of victory will be very small.

Seeing Lin slowly coming quickly, there was disdain in the eyes of the black-robed monk. Reach out and wave down. The Purple Sha Shura, who was still struggling to pull out his body, reached out and clenched his fists. A fist the size of a wine vat swung towards Lin Slowly Void.

A strong sonic boom sounded, and even without direct contact, Lin slowly felt an extremely powerful force surging towards him. The destructive power contained in it is so strong that even with his own physical body cultivation, Lin slowly did not dare to make a hard connection, and with a turn of his body, Lin slowly turned sideways to avoid the qi wave from the opponent, and swung his sword directly towards the huge arm of the purple assura that was comparable to his own thickness.

But the blood splash that Lin slowly imagined did not happen, but under the sound of gold and iron, Lin slowly shook his hands numb by the force of the shock, and when he looked closely, there were only finger-thick scars on the arms of the Purple Shura, which were really small compared to his huge upper arms.

With a shrunken gaze, Lin slowly had a shock in his eyes, he didn't expect that this purple Shura's body was so strong, in the face of his own dusty flying sword, but he was just able to cut through the other party's skin, this is still the case that this purple Shura has not completely detached, if he waits until this purple Shura freely descends into this small world of ghosts, I am afraid that he will already need to pay all his energy to face the Zisha Shura alone, not to mention that there are black-robed monks on the side.

With a ruthless heart, the sea of blood in Lin Slowly's right eye suddenly became huge, and after the flesh foundation building spirit pattern was slowly urged by Lin to the extreme, Lin Slowly's figure was a little faster, and he directly crossed the inactive Purple Sha Shura from above, and rushed directly towards the black-robed monk standing behind.

At this point, this Purple Sha Shura had already struggled out of the void with two-thirds of his body.

Facing the menacing Lin slowly, the black-robed monk retreated violently in desperation, avoiding Lin Slowly's sword light, but the magic in his hand was helplessly interrupted by Lin slowly, and the purple Shura who had originally struggled out and crawled out screamed loudly, and his body did not retreat, as if an unknown force was pulling the Zisha Shura to death, dragging it back little by little. No matter how frantically the purple Shasha Shura struggled, it didn't help.

The sea of blood in his right eye was surging, and Lin slowly every sword light contained an incomparably sharp sword intent, so that the black-robed monk retreated again and again, not daring to face Lin slowly head-on, and after a few breaths, he looked a little embarrassed, and the black robe was cut one after another by Lin's slowly scattered sword qi.

With an ugly face, he stretched out his hand and took out his ghost fork, the black-robed monk blocked the dusty flying sword that Lin slowly slashed towards his neck, and under the confrontation between the two spiritual wits, the dusty flying sword in Lin's hand did not change in the slightest, but the ghost fork in the black-robed monk's hand let out a trace of sorrow, and when the black-robed monk took it back, there was obviously a gap the size of a grain of rice in the place where the dusty flying sword slashed.

The advantages of the spirit weapon level are undoubtedly evident at this moment.

The corners of his eyes jumped, and under the strong attack under Lin's slow burst with all his strength, the black-robed monk didn't have time to release the spells he had cultivated, although all the spells were memorized and released for a moment, but Lin's slow sword light firmly enveloped the black-robed monk in it, making the black-robed monk tired of coping, where was there any chance to take time to cast the spell.

Seeing that he was being forced by Lin to become more and more embarrassed, and in the face of Lin slowly, who was holding an extremely sharp dusty flying sword, the black-robed monk couldn't grasp the slightest opportunity to fight back, and he didn't dare to collide with the dusty flying sword, so he could only dodge helplessly.

Finally, in the case of opening a gap again in the ghost fork in his hand, the retreating black-robed monk suddenly snorted coldly, his brows furrowed slightly, and just when Lin slowly had some doubts, several sounds of breaking the air were densely connected, and instantly appeared behind Lin Slowly.

The black-robed monk finally couldn't bear it anymore and summoned the remaining ten or so Barbarian Ghost Sect monks over to help him.

Feeling the large number of magic powers behind him, he coaxed behind him without money. Lin slowly had unwillingness in his eyes, he had forced the other party into such a situation, as long as he held on for some time, he could completely win and cut the other party under the sword. But as a last resort, he could only withdraw the sword light he had stabbed at the black-robed monk and dodge to the side.

So that the black-robed monk finally got a chance to have a respite.

Looking down at the black robe that had become tattered, the old voice said dissatisfiedly.

"I originally wanted to take you down with my own hands, but now I have to change the old man's plan, although such a bad control may destroy your perfect sacrifice, but the old man has to do this."

said. The black-robed monk reached out and took off the cloak from his head. A very old face leaked out, the face made up by the ravines was covered with brown age spots, and a pair of dull and lifeless eyes made people feel cold even if they looked at it.

With a sneer, Lin slowly held the dusty flying sword in his hand. Hansheng said mockingly.

"If you can't beat it, find a helper. It looks like you've lived to be a dog. There is no dignity of the strong at all. ”

"Dignity?"

Hearing Lin's slow words, the old man's face was stunned, as if he had heard some funny joke. He said with a laugh.

"Not to mention the cultivation of the true realm, the weak eat the strong, when fighting the law, there is only life and death, not fairness, how can there be any dignity at all, those who take care of their dignity have long since died and can't even see their bones, not to mention that you really think that the old man can't kill you A yellow-haired girl whose soul is only thirty-six years old? If it weren't for the limitations of cultivation in this small world, the old man's deity couldn't come in person, do you really think that your ridiculous cultivation could run rampant in front of the old man? ”

With his eyes moving, Lin slowly stepped forward and said with some eagerness.

"What do you say? You say the age of my soul is thirty-six? Are you kidding? ”

"The old man doesn't have that mind about dying people."

The cultivation realm has a very clear set of methods to be able to do anything, such as the art of avoiding dust, as well as the technique of probing the cultivation of others and checking the age of the monk. Although Lin Slowly hadn't cultivated, he also knew it.

However, from the time when he was sober, his body was clearly no more than a teenager and a young man, no matter how he calculated, it was impossible for him to survive in this world for thirty-six years, even if his judgment was wrong, but at most it was only about five years, so how did he spend the remaining ten years?

Taking a deep breath, Lin slowly and deeply suppressed the doubts in his heart, and regarded these as the other party's nonsense that disturbed his mind, and soon threw it to the back of his mind, the sea of blood rolled in his right eye, and after watching the other party look at him with gray eyes, under the sneer on the corner of his mouth, the remaining thirteen barbarian ghost sect disciples not only did not rush over as indiscriminately as before, but echoed each other's cultivation, and combined into a formation under continuous strengthening, And the array eye is the old man standing among the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, who seems to have half his foot in the coffin.

Seeing that the other party continued to climb under the fusion of each other's momentum, Lin slowly stood in place but did not dare to make the slightest movement, not knowing the effect of the opponent's formation, he rushed in indiscriminately, it was no different from sending him to death, the formation of the world, no less than the sword cultivation and alchemy refining techniques, what he had seen in his life was just the tip of the iceberg, and the effect was also strange, and it was really the next policy to rush in.

After finally reaching the peak in the momentum of merging with each other, the many monks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect suddenly dispersed, slowly surrounding Lin in it, and the momentum of the fourteen late stage of foundation building crushed down, making Lin slowly his legs subconsciously soft, and his movements had a trace of stagnation and unsmooth feeling.

With a flash of his eyes, the moment he was surrounded by the monks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, Lin slowly took a step to the right without hesitation, and at the moment when Lin slowly left the place, a ghost claw with a drop of blood suddenly appeared in Lin Slowly's original location, and with a fierce grasp, the powerful force made the surrounding space fluctuate a little.

If Lin didn't leave there slowly, the location where the ghost claw grabbed was exactly where Lin slowly felt in his heart.

With a tightening of his wrist, Lin slowly raised the dust flying sword in his hand and was about to counterattack one of the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, but he saw the figure of the other party retreating rapidly, not only this disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, but all the other monks were quickly retreating, trying to leave in the opposite direction to Lin as much as possible, and only stopped after reaching a distance of several miles.

Stretching out his hand to pinch the trick, his eyes were closed tightly, and at the same time, a thick bloody breath came into the tip of Lin Slowly's nose, and Lin's slowly deep air became red in the blink of an eye, and the strong bloody breath made people sick, Lin slowly looked around, and the space that could be seen was no more than half a meter deep in Zhou.

And the divine consciousness is suppressed here to a terrifying level, and after only being released to a range of three meters around him, he cannot be saved, and he cannot see any scene around him.

His eyes flickered slightly, Lin slowly lowered his head and looked at the back of his hand exposed in this red air, although there was no change in the slightest, but Lin slowly and keenly felt that there was a not weak devouring force in the air around him at this time, and the vitality on the surface of his skin was constantly swallowed by the surrounding air, although the number was not large, but if he was trapped here for a long time and could not find a way out, the damage he suffered was still very terrifying.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly and without hesitation, he moved his body and chose a direction and flew quickly, the location of the dozen or so Barbarian Ghost Sect monks just now was slowly remembered by Lin in his mind, and the distance of several miles was only an instant for Lin to be reached.

But as time passed, a few breaths passed, Lin slowly his face gradually became solemn, and finally after a full half a pillar of incense, he was still trapped in this fog, Lin slowly put up his ugly face, and understood that if he couldn't understand the reason for trapping himself in this formation, I am afraid it would be difficult to get out of this formation. “――

(To be continued.) )