She didn't really fight, and the reward given by Du Sheng'an was not worth her life.

Besides, Deng Jing looks bold and generous on the surface, with the temperament of a big brother, but he always feels that he is a little less generous and too selfish. Of course, this is not a disadvantage for the disciples of the Zhenhua Immortal Sect, because they are Deng Jing's selfishness.

The two sides quarreled hotly and soon drew their swords against each other.

In fact, they all know in their hearts that if they don't fight this fight, it is impossible to be good.

Finally, in the face of the finger pointing at him, a disciple of the Extreme Yi Sect made an angry move.

This time he stabbed the hornet's nest, Deng Jing was furious: "If you can't say it, you will fight? Then let's fight! He beckoned and shouted, "Senior brothers and sisters, come on!" ”

Where are the disciples of the Extreme Yi Sect willing to suffer this loss, Zhang Linguang also said angrily: "It's that you guys have wanted to fight for a long time, right?" It's too much of a deception! We don't have to be polite to them! ”

The two sides each produced magic weapons and spirit runes, and for a while, the spells in the underground hall flew wildly, and the swords and swords appeared.

Lingyu drew his sword in his hand, wandered among them, and made a few false moves to show that he had strength, but he dodged everywhere and did not directly confront the other party.

Before coming here, she thought that she would come in first, but she didn't expect a conflict to break out so soon and a big fight. Looking at the sword light and sword shadow in front of him, Lingyu was a little distressed, what if things were out of control? Didn't she come for nothing?

The situation in front of her can't help her, although the underground hall is large, but more than 30 monks can do it, where can it be accommodated? In order to give Deng Jing and Zhang Lin a place to make room, the others only wandered around the periphery.

Deng Jing's cultivation is really an earth-based exercise, with a hammer of his fist, the shadows of the mountains merge with himself. It's like a moving mountain.

Zhang Linguang practiced the gold system exercises. His magic weapon is a golden bucket. The quality is excellent, and it is a high-level spiritual weapon.

The cultivation of the two is between the two of them, and the exercises are not compatible. At first glance, they were underground, surrounded by abundant earth attribute aura, and Deng Jing took advantage of the location, however, among the five elements. The earth system produces gold, and in the face of gold spells, the power of the earth system is greatly reduced, but it is not easy to infer who wins and who loses.

Zhang Linguang flickered, and a heavy golden shadow flashed, pressing down on Deng Jing. Deng Jing snorted, slapped his shoulder, and the big fist suddenly turned into a boulder and went up.

The gold system has a large potential, and the soil system is heavy. With a bang, the golden light couldn't go any further.

"But that's it!" Deng Jing smiled contemptuously. The boulder formed by the fist suddenly broke out of its body and smashed down on Zhang Linguang.

Zhang Linguang knew how terrifying Deng Jing's fist was, and he could only dodge, however, there was an earthy aura everywhere, Deng Jing was like a fish in water, and the boulders were falling endlessly.

Lingyu groaned secretly while dealing with the disciples of the Extreme Intention Sect. Deng Jing's exercises are really special, he doesn't seem to have a magic weapon, in fact, his fist is a magic weapon, I don't know what method he used, he has already turned the magic weapon into his body.

This method is different from the refining magic weapon. For example, sword cultivation can turn the natal spirit sword into the dantian early, but it is only convenient to warm and store it, so as to improve the fit between the person and the sword, and when facing the enemy, it is still necessary to summon the sword out. Deng Jing was different, saying that his magic weapon was a fist, and the fist turned into a boulder and threw it, but the magic weapon would not leave his body. This feeling is as if he is a magic weapon himself, so the boulders that he turns into are endless, and they will not consume the magic weapon itself.

The more Lingyu looked at it, the more interesting she felt, this way of using magic weapons was something she had never seen before, as if it had opened a new door for her. In this way, the function of the magic weapon is improved, the magic weapon itself is protected, and the person and the instrument are perfectly integrated...... Isn't this more suitable for sword cultivation?

The symbiotic relationship between sword cultivation and sword is closer than that of ordinary monks, since Deng Jing can cultivate like this, why can't she? If she and Kanli Sword become one, that feeling of doing whatever you want is not exactly what Sword Cultivation is pursuing?

Thinking like this, Lingyu's gaze gradually became eager. She had to think of a way to get the cultivation method from Deng Jing's hands, but the exercise method was a secret that the monk did not pass on, and the difficulty seemed to be a bit high......

Deng Jing relied on an endless stream of earth-based breath and his own clever exercises to suppress Zhang Linguang to death, and saw that Zhang Linguang no longer had the power to resist-

"Ahh A disciple of the Extreme Intention Sect was distracted and was pierced by a sword. Blood was gurgling down and soaking clothes.

Even if the physical injury was nothing to the monk, such damage was not something that the monk could ignore. They have not reached the primordial infant, they cannot be reborn in limbs, they have not reached the knot, and they cannot quickly repair the broken flesh. What's more, such a pair of piercing will inevitably hurt the dantian, and there is almost no way to live!

"Senior Brother Zhao!" Zhang Linguang was shocked, a red light appeared in his eyes, he glared at his opponent angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You guys are so heavy-handed!" ”

After that, with a pinch of the finger, the golden bucket burst out with dazzling golden light, a hundred times more dazzling than just now!

What does this do? Before Lingyu could understand it, Yuan Xiu's face had changed drastically: "He wants to explode the spirit weapon!" ”

The Yuanying Monk can self-detonate the Yuan Baby, and the Jiedan Monk can self-destruct the Golden Pill, as for the Zhuji Monk, there is no Jindan or Yuanying, and the Yuanshen is so weak that he has not yet transformed, and can only self-detonate the spiritual weapon.

Compared to the power of the self-detonation Yuan Ying and Jin Dan, the self-detonation spirit weapon is much weaker, but it will not be a good thing to self-detonate on everything!

After the self-detonation of the spirit weapon, his vitality was greatly damaged, and if it was good, he would recuperate for more than ten years, and if it was bad, he would die on the spot. It's not just the owner of the artifact, it's everyone else!

Everyone's faces changed dramatically. Whether it is a disciple of the Extreme Yi Sect, a disciple of the Zhenhua Immortal Sect, or these helpers. Once the spirit weapon is detonated, none of them will be able to escape!

"Senior Brother Zhang!" Someone shouted, "Don't be impulsive! ”

Who knows, this Lin Guang looks calm, but he has a crazy side, his eyes are red at this time, and he was stimulated by the death of that disciple of the Extreme Yi Sect, and he still poured True Yuan into Jin Dou regardless of the prevention of his fellow disciples.

"Stop him!" Someone shouted and rushed forward.

However, Jin Dou's power was exerted to the extreme, blocking him.

As soon as Lingyu's fingers moved, all the defensive runes that had been prepared long ago slapped on himself, and in a blink of an eye, he slapped more than a dozen, overlapping and stacking himself, wrapping himself tightly. She didn't know how much effect it would have if so many runes were reused, but it was better than nothing. Metallic is known for its profit, and Jin Dou is a high-level spiritual weapon, who knows how powerful the self-explosion is? Let's talk about it if we can survive this.

Another quick response was Yuan Xiu. With a wave of the Zen staff in his hand, all the golden rings on it were detached, one by one, in front of him into a thick stack, and then, turning into a golden light shield, completely enveloping him.

They couldn't stop Zhang Linguang from detonating the magic weapon in the end, and with a bang, the entire underground hall shook.

Lingyu felt a powerful impact, and her body flew out, and countless clods of earth fell down and buried on her body.

The turmoil lasted for a long time, and after a quarter of an hour, it slowly subsided.

The pain was intense, she took a deep breath, and cursed in her heart, was she so unlucky? Just to join in the fun, I actually met a madman who said that he would blow himself up!

Self-destruction, is this a joke? Kill 800 enemies and lose 1,000! Unless they can't live, who would make such a move? She sternly suspected that Zhang Linguang had a problem with his brain, and he might have received some stimuli before, but now he was exposed to the same stimulus, and he directly became ill and exploded!

Thankfully, she didn't die.

This was Lingyu's last thought before fainting.

…………

Lingyu was woken up by the sound of rustling, and she felt the breath of a living person approaching, and someone tried to touch something from herself, and she immediately woke up. With a backhand turn, Kan Lijian's sword light did whatever he wanted, and with a "poof", he pierced something.

"Oops!" Someone shouted.

She quickly woke up, holding her sword in front of her, glaring at the person in front of her.

In the dim light of the moonstone, she saw Yuan Xiu's face, and was looking at her with a wary expression.

"What do you do?" She said coldly, her muscles tense, ready to draw her sword at any moment.

Yuan Xiu was stunned for a moment: "You're not dead?" ”

"Why did I die?" Lingyu stared at him without relaxation.

Yuan Xiu's appearance was very wolf, the monk's robe was torn, it was full of dirt, and the sleeves of his shirt were pierced by her sword, a big hole was broken, and he hung loosely on his body. The face is blue and purple, and there is a broken skin and bleeding, and the head is lined with light, which makes people laugh.

Moreover, his breath was unsteady and he was obviously injured.

Lingyu quickly assessed, she was also injured, but the dozen or so defensive talismans were not used in vain, the meridians and dantian were not affected, and it was estimated that it was a matter of ten days and half a month.

Very good, the strength is almost preserved, even if Yuan Xiu wants to do it, she is not afraid!

Yuan Xiu reacted quickly, withdrew the Zen staff in his hand, and smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the poor monk thought that Daoyou had already driven the crane, so he wanted to pick up a bargain." ”

Seeing that Lingyu was still staring at him, Yuan Xiu touched his nose and retreated, showing that he was not malicious with his actions: "Cheng Daoyou, you don't have to do this, right?" It's just a misunderstanding......"

After staring for a long time, Lingyu slowly relaxed, snorted, withdrew the Kanli Sword, and swept his gaze around.

Under the self-explosion, this underground hall has been destroyed, and the prohibition has also been broken. However, the flesh and blood were only a few people close to Zhang Linguang, and most of the others were lying down, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

Lingyu watched Yuan Xiu turn around, groping around in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye, he touched several Qiankun bags into his pocket.

I don't know if it's because of her staring, so her heart is empty, Yuan Xiu tested the pulse of these people before touching the Qiankun bag, and a few of them were alive, so they didn't move.

After sitting for a while, Lingyu suddenly spoke: "Master Yuanxiu." ”

"Huh?" Yuan Xiu turned his head and winked at her, "What does Cheng Daoyou have to say?" ”

Lingyu said: "Those who see it have a share! ”

Yuan Xiu was stunned for a moment, then giggled, and was really relieved: "I thought Cheng Daoyou was talking about something, this is natural!" ”

Lingyu got up and swept the dust off her body. She had not fainted for a short time, and the blood on the ground had not yet dried. Most of them are still alive, but they are not as quick as her and Yuan Xiu, and they are more seriously injured.

Lingyu walked next to Deng Jing, he was next to Zhang Linguang, he was extremely injured, but he was not dead.

She hesitated, but finally touched his bag. (To be continued.) )