A few days passed, the eighth day of the fifth month, the summer solstice.

After several days, the Ten Spirits finally waited for the first team after Han Zuo, but although these guys were not abnormal on the surface, the emotions shrouded in their bodies could not deceive the Ten Spirits.

"This kind of trick may be able to trick others by surprise, but in my case, it doesn't work at all. Laughing softly, Shi Ling said to the people behind him: "Pay attention to vigilance, those who come are not good!"

The human array covered everyone in an instant, and countless fierce lights surged in the eyes of the desert sand scorpion, and its eight thin legs continued to tremble, making Shi Ling frown slightly, it seems that not only Heseta will be idle, but this desert sand scorpion will become like this if it has not fought for a long time.

"Be quiet. Shi Ling stood up and gently stepped on the back of the desert sand scorpion with the soles of his feet, which made the desert sand scorpion quiet.

"Brother Ten Spirits, what do you mean by this, we are here to pay for cultivation resources. The person at the head of them seemed to be smiling, and their expressions were full of kindness.

Everyone wondered why the Ten Spirits called them to be vigilant, and it seemed that this group of people was also very friendly, and they came to pay the toll.

But doubts are doubts, for the words of the ten spirits, they are convinced of the orders of the ten spirits, and the ten spirits tell them to be vigilant, then the vigilance is right, as for the rest, they don't want to care, and they can't care.

Shi Ling stood on the back of the scorpion, the wind outside could not penetrate the human array, and it could not fall on the body of Shi Ling, this robe that Heseta had made naturally hung down, and he said nonchalantly: "Although I don't know what your name is, your acting skills seem to be very clumsy." ”

"You keep saying that you want to pay the toll, but what do those green-armored cultivators behind you do, no one is tightening the weapons in their hands, this is your kindness? ”

Shi Ling stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, and the sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth was undisguised.

Hearing this, the kind smile on Bian Jiasheng's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was replaced by a cruel smile.

"You kid is really cautious, but even if this means fails, I really don't believe that you can kill me and others, you can burst out with Ning Yuan's breath!" "I think that before entering the ruins, he Bian Jiasheng was also a seven-yuan golden pill, even if his cultivation is suppressed to a five-yuan golden pill now, how can he be afraid of the hairy boy of Shiling?"

"If I am frightened by your tricks, how can I, Bian Jiasheng, have the face to lead my clan to obtain more cultivation resources in the ruins?"

A strange cyan long sword had appeared in Bian Jiasheng's hand, there were not only blades on the long sword, but also countless irregular spikes and blood grooves, in the eyes of the Ten Spirits, Bian Jiasheng's weapon did not look like a sword at all, but like a flattened sword.

The faint green mist showed that it was extraordinary, at least it was a high-grade weapon, and it was most likely a spiritual weapon. But these were not within the scope of the Ten Spirits, because there was no sneer in his eyes, and all that was left was solemnity and anger.

"It seems that you people will not be willing if you haven't really seen it, so let you maggots hiding in the shadows see clearly what is the crushing of strength. ”

"If you can use it once, you can naturally use it twice!" The voice of the ten spirits spread in all directions, and his toes slightly touched the back of the scorpion, and his figure began to float slowly.

"Turn your mind into a sword!"

His right hand leaned forward, and his sleeve robe was lifted by the strong wind, revealing Shi Ling's right arm intertwined with pitch-black lines, he bent his fingers together, and then stretched out straight, countless thoughts visible to the naked eye surged on the energy shield of the human array, and finally converged to the top of the energy shield, turning into a transparent lightsaber ten zhang long and one zhang wide.

"That's it!"

A clansman behind Bian Jiasheng suddenly roared, and the terrifying scene of that day once again appeared in his mind, but this time the protagonists were no longer the Chill Curse Lan clan, but their Green Thorn Vine clan.

It doesn't matter if they don't roar, their formation has been completely chaotic at this throat, and fear has grown and spread among them.

Bian Jiasheng's face was ugly, he was already powerless to prevent these things from happening, because on that big sword, he really felt Ning Yuan's breath, which was an irresistible breath, which made the magic weapon in his hand tremble involuntarily.

Ten Spirits' throat was sweet, and he forcibly swallowed the fishy sweetness that surged in his throat, and a burst of shouting sounded from his mouth:

"Cutting !!"

"Hu ——!" sword passed without a trace, and two jet-black lights were drawn in the air, and the transparent big sword slashed directly at Bian Jiasheng's head. The terrifying coercion acted on Bian Jiasheng, making him unable to move half a step.

Not only him, but even his clansmen couldn't move half a step under this breath, and the big sword that rushed down from above was like the final judgment on them, and Bian Jiasheng felt how stupid his strong behavior was at this time.

However, even if the cold sweat on his head was like a waterfall, the great sword above his head would not stop, and it still slashed down at a terrifying speed.

"I have something important to report, don't kill me!!" Bian Jiasheng hesitated in his heart, and finally shouted out with all his strength in the oppression of the giant sword and the desire to survive.

"Poof!" Ten Spirits suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his breath became sluggish, and the speed of the big sword slowed down rapidly, and finally stopped at a place where Bian Jiasheng was only ten inches above his head.

"Trance!"

"Gollum~~" The green helmet on top of his head turned into two halves and fell to the ground in a trance, Bian Jiasheng was distracted, only to feel that his throat was hot and dry, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, in his eyes, the move of the Ten Spirits to stop the attack was obviously a backlash.

Biting on the tip of his tongue, Shi Ling let himself forcibly lift a lot of spirit, his five fingers clenched, and his mind controlled the big sword to slowly become smaller, and finally disappeared into nothing with the inadvertent wave of his hand by Shi Ling.

"Tell me what you have to report, and if you can satisfy me, I'll spare your life. ”

"But if I don't ...... satisfied" Shi Ling didn't continue, but there was boundless killing intent and evil qi surging on his body, which he had accumulated not long ago, and they were all seven yuan gold pills and five yuan and six yuan gold pills in reality, and killing them brought a lot of evil qi to the ten spirits.

These evil spirits alone shocked Bian Jiasheng's heart, and he only opened his mouth reluctantly, for fear that the ten spirits would regret it:

"It's the imperial grass, it's the imperial grass, I know that there is a place in this trace where there is the imperial grass!"

"Imperial Grass?!" Shi Ling's eyes clearly showed distrust, but while he was relieved, he was also a little inexplicably excited.

Bian Jiasheng didn't lie to him with these things, and his answer also made Shi Ling very satisfied, because Shi Ling couldn't move his hand now, and this time he didn't enter the state of mind at all.

Even if he has the help of mildew, even if the previous perception makes him full of confidence, but good luck will not always favor him, he really did not enter the state of mind this time, as for the previous methods, it is just some of his little tricks.

The purpose is to deceive everyone in the past, so that he can collect some cultivation resources well.