Among the dense trees, Lin slowly leaned on the thick trees that were hugged by three people, and the light blue spirit weapon in Wang Zhan's hand in front of him stabbed at the center of Lin's forehead with a fierce stab at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

The light blue spirit sword was surging with water waves, and under the urging of Wang Zhan's strong cultivation, Lin slowly even felt a moist breath rushing towards his face, but what it brought was not moisture, but death.

As soon as the weak body tightened, the hairs on Lin's forehead slowly contracted, and he felt a little coldness that belonged to metal.

Just as the spirit sword in Wang Zhan's hand touched the skin of Lin Slowly's forehead, it was about to penetrate Lin Slowly's forehead in the next moment, so that the skin on Lin's surface was stimulated by the sword qi and had a wound, leaving a moment of blood.

The advancing spirit sword suddenly stopped.

Urging the cultivation in his body hard, a trace of shock flashed in Wang Zhan's eyes, and his right hand was forced, but he strangely found that the spirit sword in his hand seemed to be firmly fixed in mid-air, unable to move the slightest.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and Lin slowly and gradually opened his eyes, with a charm in his eyes. With a coquettish smile, his index finger and middle finger were intertwined, and he flicked lightly on the light blue spirit sword that Wang Zhan couldn't move in the slightest, and whispered in his mouth.

"Little guy, haven't you cultivated to the current realm and remembered that other people's magic weapons should not be used indiscriminately, especially ...... Has it been recognized by others? ”

His eyes widened suddenly, Wang Zhan's heart trembled, and he only felt that the other party's simple flick was transmitted to his hand with the vibration of the spirit sword, and a great crisis instantly enveloped him.

Without hesitation, he stepped back, his eyes looked at Lin slowly, who seemed to have suddenly changed, and the other party's simple every move was full of temptation.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, 'Lin Slowly' index finger turned slightly, and the spirit sword in mid-air in front of him immediately turned around with the movement of 'Lin Slowly', and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wang Zhan.

His body was tight, his breathing was slow and rapid, Wang Zhan didn't expect that Lin Slowly, who should have been at his fingertips, would become so powerful in the blink of an eye, with Wang Zhan's eyesight, of course, it could be seen that it was no longer Lin Slow himself who was manipulating the body in front of him at this moment.

Feeling that the other party was not easy to provoke, Wang Zhan hurriedly clenched his fists and said.

"I don't know which Daoist friend the other party is, in the lower Medicine Refining Pavilion King Zhan, I hope that Daoist friends will not casually interfere in the personal enmity between me and Lin Slowly, of course, when I kill Lin Slowly, I will definitely find a more suitable body for Daoist friends?"

As soon as his expression moved, a look of intention appeared on Lin Slowly's face, and the corners of his eyes drooped, as if he was moved by Wang Zhan's proposal.

With joy in his heart, the expression on Wang Zhan's face became more and more sincere, but he thought viciously in his heart.

"I have heard that the monks above Jindan have the ability to take the house, but I don't know why the other party has not taken the forest slowly, but it's okay. When I destroy Lin Slowly's body and get Lin's Slow Soul, you will definitely not be able to pose any threat to me without the support of your physical body, and then your soul will also be collected, and if you refine the pill, my Wang Zhan may not be able to become a golden pill one day. ”

Nodding, the ink demon controlled Lin slowly showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded and said.

"Good!"

At the moment when joy leaked from Wang Zhan's face, he flicked his fingers suddenly, and the light blue spirit weapon in front of him instantly shot out towards Wang Zhan.

There was cruelty and mockery in his eyes. The indescribable majesty of the ink demon at this moment. Coupled with the charm of every move, the current 'Lin slowly' looks extremely weird.

"The deity has been cultivating the realm for hundreds of years, don't say that a small foundation-building monk like you is a Jindan monk, and I don't know how many kills you have killed on the road of the deity's cultivation, and all of them have become stepping stones for the deity to become famous. If you are so careful, open your mouth, the deity will know what you are thinking in your heart, so ...... Save it. ”

Listening to the words of the ink demon, Wang Zhan was shocked, the other party's tone was so big, if it was true, he was definitely a character who was not easy to mess with before. But at this moment, Wang Zhan didn't have time to worry too much about these.

With the manipulation of the ink demon, the light blue spirit weapon drew an afterimage in mid-air, moving quickly within three meters of Wang Zhan's body, and sending out impacts again and again towards Wang Zhan at various tricky angles, simple stabs, and splits. The pressure brought to Wang Zhan was not inferior to that of a monk of the same level.

As time went on, the shock in Wang Zhan's heart became stronger and stronger, the other party's mere air manipulation spirit weapon was so powerful, how could he resist it if he really did it?

In a mess in his heart, there must be a gap in the defense, and the spirit sword controlled by the ink demon keenly grasped the gap in Wang Zhan's moment, and cut a small wound on Wang Zhan's body.

One wrong step, one wrong step, Wang Zhan's airtight defense was under the influence of distraction, even if he reacted immediately, he was still beaten by the light blue spirit sword and retreated step by step, and the wounds on his body gradually increased, making Wang Zhan cry out for a while.

"I'll pay you back, and I won't come out until I die."

In his mind, even if the ink demon controlled the spirit sword, he still had time to say slowly to Lin.

"Where, my sister wants to control your body, but not to take it away, but also to be careful not to hurt you, so as not to leave obstacles for your future cultivation, how can it be so easy, you always have to make more preparations. I have a trick that can control your body in an instant, but the body that is controlled afterwards will have broken bones and be completely destroyed, do you want to try it? ”

With a light cough, Lin slowly thought about it and then fell silent.

Looking at Wang Zhan's embarrassment in front of him, the ink demon said with a hint of pride.

"How, even if you use your weak and pitiful cultivation, coupled with the understanding of heaven and earth when the deity was at its peak before, you can still easily beat a late-stage foundation monk to the north. What do you think? Do you want to worship me as a teacher? Little girl, it's not my sister boasting, there are countless Yuanying Jindan under the deity before, this kind of foundation-building little monk can't enter the deity's Dharma eye before, I can even accept you as a personal disciple, with me to guide you, you can take a lot of detours on the road of cultivation, as long as you promise me a condition......"

With a sneer, Lin slowly said in his heart.

"Give you back that little bit of your soul origin, and dissolve the confession relationship between you and me?"

The voice of the ink demon paused, and said leisurely for a long time.

"If I say, will you?"

"Of course not, at least there is no room for negotiation until the baldness is fully recovered."

Sighing, the ink demon continued.

"That's it. You worship me as a teacher, I can give all my efforts to assist you in the future, all the exercises and spells I remember, I can ask for anything. As long as you are successful in cultivation...... Help me kill a few people. ”

Speaking of this, the voice of the ink demon suddenly became eerie and terrifying.

Subconsciously felt a chill in his heart, and Lin slowly didn't know who made the ink demon hate it so thoroughly, and he couldn't wait to drink its blood and eat its flesh.

After a moment's hesitation, Lin slowly replied inwardly.

"I'll talk about this later, you can kill that guy first and take out his soul as a condition for bald hair to wake up."

Nodding, the ink demon didn't want Lin to answer immediately, if Lin slowly agreed on the spot, the ink demon would be worried about the authenticity of Lin slowly's words, Lin slowly replied, which made the ink demon extremely satisfied.

With a cold glint in his eyes, the ink demon was about to end his performance.

In the short time that the two were talking, Wang Zhan had dozens of scars on his body, which looked shocking, even worse than Lin's slow misery, and it could be regarded as a disguised bad breath for Lin.

But before the ink demon could make a move, Wang Zhan, who had been passively beaten, suddenly roared, and a fist-sized Danding phantom flew out of Wang Zhan's body, expanding rapidly in mid-air, enveloping Wang Zhan's group.

For a while, the sound of the spirit sword hitting the phantom of the copper tripod was endless.

With red eyes, Wang Zhan stood in the Danding and took out a cyan pill from the storage bag in his arms and swallowed it into his mouth, and dozens of wounds on his body immediately stopped bleeding, and the wounds faintly showed signs of closing.

With a loud shout, Wang Zhan took out a crimson spear from his storage bag, and the flames on it were swirling. Looking at the quality, it is clearly a high-grade spiritual weapon.

Using cultivation to urge Danding, Wang Zhan continued to advance against the impact of the spirit sword, narrowing the distance between the two in a few breaths, and the spear in his hand shook, and the flames on it instantly soared, and without saying a word, he stabbed towards 'Lin slowly'.

Looking at Wang Zhan in the Danding with a calm expression, the voice of the ink demon sounded in Lin Slowly's mind.

"Little girl, look. Although the deity is only scratching some skin. But this is the Buddha-figure's perception of the Tao, not just what you say casually, this is ...... The true 'Word'. ”

Under the gaze of Lin in his body slowly widening his eyes, the ink demon controlled Lin to slowly cultivate in his body to drop again and again, and in the end, he directly became no different from ordinary people.

But as the aura of cultivation decreased, the ink demon gradually raised his right hand, stretched out his white fingers, and gently pointed at Wang Zhan in the Danding in front of him.

Under the simple finger of the ink demon, I can't see the slightest power.

The white clouds in the sky ...... in an instant The storm is reversed.