Chapter 107: Divine Sentinel Imperial Spirit

Long Bao had already taken precautions, and with a wave of his left hand, the four fortune circles were as fast as meteors, binding the four Yuanying monks beside Mrs. Yun, and at the same time, the Great Light Whip drew an arc of light with a red phantom, and several monks with lower realms planted the back of the Flying Fish Demon, and fell all over their bodies, half dead. What's even more brutal is that a silver-haired girl immediately rushed forward, waved a skein-like black circle in her hand, smashed their golden pill alive, and swallowed it into her stomach... The little girl in the blue jacket who spoke wildly spewed strange fire from her mouth, burning red and green for a long time, and even Yuanying's spiritual power shield couldn't resist it, and she was killed and injured for a while... Mrs. Yun was shocked, especially when she saw the silver-haired young man known as the eldest master, with an elegant demeanor, and a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a good show without mind, her heart sank, knowing that she was reckless, and she didn't even see the other party's path.

However, she has always been ruthless and resolute, and never takes the life or death of her subordinates seriously. Her arms exploded dozens of feet long, completely ignoring the fire of the wood spirit that was stained with snow, and the claws that passed through the flames suddenly faded into flesh and turned into white bones, as clear as jade, and the entire island was hundreds of miles away under her finger claws full of death!

Almost at the same time, Mao Juhua pulled out the Zhu Xian Chi that Long Lin gave her to protect herself, and took the other party's eyebrows. Zhu Xian Chi transformed into a turquoise phoenix in the air, with a red light all over his body, and a strange green halo around the red light, and more than a dozen Jindan monks who were close to this green halo were burned into pitch-black charcoal pills when they landed, and they rolled to the ground before they could make a sound, and collapsed into ashes. Madame Yun was startled, stretched out her left hand to block slightly, and had already pinched Zhu Xian Chi between her two fingers, Zhu Xian Chi was trapped by her white bone fingers, and turned into a jasper phoenix-shaped hairpin; she sneered slightly, and inserted the hairpin into her hair bun, but her white bone right claw was only slightly sluggish, and she still grabbed Long Lin who was flying away.

Long Lin's face changed greatly, Zhu Xian Chi was a gift from Yun Shuixi, who had saved his life back then, but he didn't expect to be captured by Mrs. Yun so easily, although he didn't want to kill her, and he had a deep grudge against Da Yinghai, so he had to pull out the light knife and slash straight at her white bone claws.

At that moment, he felt that the shaking light in his hand had more temperament, in addition to the same majestic and ruthless, there was more of an unbreakable fierceness, blended into a faction of arrogance.

The spatial distortion and collapse caused by the collision of huge spiritual power caused the surrounding mountains and rocks and seawater to suddenly lose their traces, and they were suddenly spit out by the spatial rift, bombarding several already injured Yuanying monks to the ground.

Mrs. Yun suddenly closed her claws into fists, and her face showed pain. Her bones were wounded by the shaking golden energy, and they were covered with cobweb-like cracks! But it was only a blink of an eye, and the flesh and skin quickly covered her claws, and there was no clue to be seen.

At the same time, a huge black iron ring roared towards her, with a boundless and gloomy aura of destruction like the underworld, a strange whistle pierced the void, and the quiet canopy suddenly wrinkled with dense clouds of pain, and the eternal desolate wail was like an invisible noose, covering the neck of every demon beast, and those flying fish demons that were still in the air were like dirt pockets, one by one, they turned over and planted straight down, completely ignoring any imperial envoy's commands, and fell straight to the ground, showing the true appearance of the flying fish, and there was no life, even the tenth-order flying fish demon that Lady Yun rode was no exception。

Long Bao held the bronze bird-shaped spirit whistle, and blew a short section according to the spirit magic trick taught by Ji Xuanying, and built a miraculous feat, not only smashed the dozen or so Yuanying monks to a great embarrassment, but was besieged and killed by the ant demons led by Hu Wangcai, Cui Rutie, Cao Hengli and Yi Xinliu, and even the arrogant Mrs. Yun was also in a hurry by this change, and was almost injured by Mao Chrysanthemum's collar.

However, just as Ji Xuanying warned before, this small whistle is not completely controllable by the current dragon treasure, his mouth, nose and eyes are bleeding purple dragon blood, dizzy, sitting on a rock, so weak that he can't lift his arms, and although Hu Wangcai and Yi Xinliu were informed by the sound in advance and closed the six senses, they were still injured by the whistle, their mouths sprayed blood, and their steps staggered. What is amazing is that Mao Chrysanthemum was not affected, after missing the blow to Mrs. Yun, she stepped on the collar and dived down in a flying whirl, cutting the two injured Yuan Infant into four sections, and in front of Mrs. Yun, she began to clean up the battlefield, and pulled out the demon pills and Yuan Ying Jin Dan that had not yet been damaged.

Seeing that Long Bao was injured, Long Lin's face turned cold, and he put a broken arrow with a wooden pole on the Tianshu Bow and aimed it at Lady Yun, who was floating alone in the air. Although this woman never goes out to practice, but after all, she is in the middle stage of transforming into a god, and her vision and knowledge are by no means comparable to those who are idle and cultivating the truth, and the aura of the immortal killing god emitted by the Tianshu bow frightened her faceless, and she hurriedly crushed a water escape talisman, raising the turbid waves that connected the sky, and the entire heaven and earth were in an ocean, and she lost her whereabouts in the blink of an eye.

Long Lin didn't intend to kill her, so naturally he didn't pursue it, and hurriedly watched Long Bao's situation, but he actually injured the meridians. Long Lin prepared his own healing pill and gave him two pills, and Hu Wangcai and Yi Xinliu also took one pill each.

Long Bao relieved himself after a while, and Long Lin saw that his miserable little face gradually flushed with normal pink, so he relieved his heart, and couldn't help but blame him for not listening to Ji Xuanying's warnings and being willful.

Long Bao was a little ashamed, he didn't expect him to be so poor. What puzzled him was that this Imperial Spirit Divine Whistle was effective against other demon cultivators and demon beasts, but it didn't hurt Mao Chrysanthemum at all... Hu Wangcai said convincingly: "Sister Chrysanthemum is definitely not waiting for idle demon cultivation, otherwise, how can Princess Jinglan look down on her so much?"

Mao Juhua was not happy, and the Zhuxian Chi that Long Lin gave her to protect herself was taken away by the evil woman, which made her extremely depressed and angry, and she couldn't help but cry.

Long Lin comforted her and said, "It doesn't matter, just let the old grandmother ask Mrs. Yun for back." Having said that, thinking that this woman has such a strong and arrogant personality, I can't help but feel worried about Yun Shuixi's situation with a weak temperament.

Worried that Mrs. Yun would return to retaliate, Long Lin decided to take everyone to a more secluded island to settle down temporarily, so that Long Bao could recover from his injuries.

Fortunately, there are many uninhabitable desert islands in the Daying Sea, and they soon found a large island with towering ancient trees but a thick poisonous miasma. Long Lin found a cave on the mountainside, and after Yi Xinliu took the ant demons to dig and deepen it several times, he let the snow stain his clothes and spew fire to burn the rotten qi in the cave, and then let Cao Hengli arrange a defensive formation and prohibition at the entrance of the cave, and he lived with peace of mind.

There was only one kind of tree on the island, and that was the Wangusen Rakmu they had seen in the Snowfall Mountains of the Badlands. The Wangusen Rog here is taller and thicker than that of the Badlands, straight as a giant spear, reaching straight to the dome. Hu Wangcai once said that this wood is only produced in the Yanxue Mountains, and is not found elsewhere. Suddenly, everyone was a little surprised to see so many Wangusen trees on this island that was not particularly cold.

Long Bao said, "Isn't this the Green Soul Sandalwood? The coffin where the old grandmother placed her body was made of this kind of wood." Long Lin stretched out his fingers and talked on the trunk of the tree, his voice was like gold and iron, and he couldn't help but admire: "What a strange wood!"

Knowing that the utensils made of this wood can make the flesh incorruptible, Yi Xinliu suggested cutting down some wood to the small world and building a large warehouse to preserve the "fresh things" such as the demon pill and the golden pill that cannot be eaten for the time being. Long Bao was amazed by her creativity and praised her as a "good girl who works hard", and immediately agreed.

Long Lin was still uneasy about the fusion of those golden clouds and the Shaking Light Knife, so he went to the small world to visit the mocking wind. Mocking Feng's divine thoughts have been relatively stable, and he can often maintain the state of human form, still the appearance of a young scholar with a clear face, and his bearing is clear. Seeing Long Lin, he was very happy and nodded in approval: "I haven't seen you for many days, and the general's heroic appearance is even more outstanding." ”

Mocking Wind always called Long Lin a general, which made Long Lin feel uneasy. He briefed Mock Wind about what he had seen and heard on the previous island, and handed Mock Wind the "self-healing" shaker.

As soon as the knife was in his hand, a look of infinite shock appeared on Mock Feng's face. He was silent for a long time, his expression was sad and joyful, as if he was caught in a memory as deep as a sea of stars.

"Providence, Providence!" he sighed for a long time, "The golden cloud you see is the fragment of the broken divine weapon of Wuqu Star Monarch Ji Kaiyang, this divine soldier is called 'Golden Flaill'!"

Long Lin has seen the iron flail used by mortal warriors, which is a weapon similar to a nunchuck, one long and one short, connected by iron chains, often used to kill siege climbers, and has the characteristics of both a stick and a whip. When asked about the shape of the golden flail, it was basically similar.

Mocking Wind is not only sad about Ji Kaiyang's divine fall, but also pleased that the fragments of his divine weapons are lodged in the Shaking Light Knife, and the golden flail has since become one with the Shaking Light Knife, which can also be regarded as the rebirth of the two divine soldiers.

When Long Lin talked about Ming Ruxuan's attempt to refine the fragments of the Golden Flail, he snorted coldly with disdain: "Ignorant fanatic who can't do anything!"