Chapter 42: I won't pay if I am killed

"So the essence of this kind of spiritual coercion is actually the pure spiritual power left by the ancestors of the talisman masters of Yancheng? If you can retreat here for a period of time, you will definitely be able to make great progress in your spiritual cultivation. ā€

Lin Dong opened his eyes tightly and looked around thoughtfully.

Since he stepped into the Four Seals Rune Master, the speed of spiritual power cultivation has slowed down a lot, and one step further is a Spirit Rune Master comparable to the powerhouse of the Three Realms of Creation, maybe he can get a glimpse of that threshold here.

On the first floor, which is comparable to the size of a square, there are already many talismans who feel powerless to take a step closer to sit here, and with the help of the strange spiritual majesty here, they close their eyes and practice penance, which is a rare and good opportunity.

It's just that those who can stay on the first floor of the nine layers of the Talisman's Tower are mostly runkers who are still practicing the basic cultivation method or have just stepped into the level of the First Seal.

"The spiritual coercion here is too weak, and it has little effect on me. But before I go to the next level, I have to talk to my friends in Skyfire City about a deal, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's not meat. ā€

Lin Dong glanced at the dozen or so Heavenly Fire City Talisman Masters in the corner, and walked over with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the extremely shocked eyes of the talismans on both sides, Lin Dong suddenly burst out the power of the three-seal talismans, and smiled in front of a group of trembling weak chickens: "I, Lin Dong, fight for money." ā€

Ten minutes later, Lin Dong left the first floor full of chaos and went to the second layer contentedly.

A new round of negotiation has begun~

The fourth floor of the Talisman Tower.

"The fourth layer is all in the late stage of the first seal master or the early stage of the second seal master, and the fifth layer is probably the old second seal master can enter. Hmm, I think there were probably two interesting guys on the fifth floor, right? ā€

Lin Dong ignored the seven or eight figures lying on the ground and stepped into the spiritual barrier leading to the next layer.

In the depths of the empty fifth layer, two figures sat silently.

"Hum~"

The spiritual barrier suddenly began to squirm faster, Cao Zhu and Liu Long slowly raised their heads, looked at the figure who walked out of the spiritual barrier, and sneered: "Lin Dong, now I still see where you are running?" ā€

"Run? Why should I run? Didn't I tell you all when I was out there? I have a big project of 100 million yuan to talk to you. ā€

Lin Dong glanced at the two of them inexplicably.

"Talk? Talk about a fart, Cao Zhu, let's shoot together! ā€

Liu Long smiled coldly, and a red light suddenly flew out of his sleeve, tearing the air and heading straight for Lin Dong.

In the center of the red mang, there was a fiery red long sword covered with dense mystical runes, and a fiery aura emanated from the sword's body.

Red Flame Iron, a rare metal produced in extremely hot places, can generally carry the spiritual power of the talisman master like Ice Xuan Iron, and naturally contains a strong fiery aura, which can burn people's spiritual power.

"A long sword made of red flame iron? Your talismans in Tianhuo City are really rich, and now I am rich. ā€

Lin Dong was overjoyed when he saw this, and with a wave of his robe, three white horses quickly swept out, forming a triangle to restrain the fire sword.

"Whew! Shout! ā€

At the moment when Lin Dong met Liu Long, Cao Zhu, who had seized the opportunity, shook his hands, and the two high-speed rotating spirit wheels came straight to Lin Dong's chest with a whining sound.

"Hmm, this refinement-level spiritual secret technique is completely ruined in your hands."

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and with a big move, the void began to surge rapidly, and a full twenty spirit wheels were condensed by it, turning into twenty ghosts and heading straight for Cao Zhu and the others.

"God Slayer Roulette? Cao Zhu, isn't this your secret technique of spiritual attack? ā€

Liu Long was slightly stunned when he saw this, and immediately scolded.

"Didn't he snatch my bag?"

Cao Zhu smiled bitterly, looking at the large number and larger spirit roulette, his heart was a little confused for a while.

"Damn, there's no time, let's shoot together!"

Seeing that the twenty cold rays were about to arrive, and his Fire Separation Sword was entangled by the three Ice Xuan Swords, Liu Long could only choose to win the scalp resistance.

"Drink, God!"

As the two of them pinched the same seal in unison, the two rather powerful spiritual forces quickly separated from their bodies, and they merged into a large transparent hand in mid-air and waved it out.

As two veteran Second Seal Talismans, they are confident that the two of them will not be weaker than a Triple Seal Early Talisman Talisman.

Just when the two of them were barely parrying the twenty refinement-level spiritual attack secret techniques, Lin made a big move, and the three Ice Xuan Swords immediately flew back with the restless Fire Sword.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

Even with the death suppression of the three Ice Xuan Swords, the Flame Separation Sword, which was born with a strong fiery aura, still trembled wildly, trying to break free.

Obviously, this Liu Long's cultivation is much stronger than Cao Zhu's.

"You're not good."

Lin Dong stretched out his hand and wiped it on the Lihuo Sword at will, and the restless Lihuo Sword instantly quieted down, and was obediently suspended in mid-air like the three Ice Xuan Swords.

"Poof!"

At the same time, sensing that the spiritual imprint he had hit on the Lihuo Sword had been erased, Liu Long's body trembled violently, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The chain reaction caused by this is that Cao Zhu, who is working with him to suppress the God Destroying Roulette, is unable to support it, and their defenses are broken!

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ā€

The six spiritual grinding discs that were still left in mid-air suddenly accelerated and collided with the two who were caught off guard.

"No !!"

In the two miserable screams full of despair, Cao Zhu and the others were instantly covered by the six attacks that were smashed on their heads and faces.

"It's bag picking up time."

Lin Dong put away the four long swords, walked towards the two with blue noses and swollen eyes with a smile, and stretched out a slender and white palm: "Come on, hand over the Qiankun bag yourself, and suffer less." ā€

"Hmph, the king is defeated, I, Liu Long, admit it."

Liu Long sat up strongly, took off the Qiankun bag around his waist quite stiffly, and handed it to Lin Dong.

"Cao Zhu, what about yours?"

Seeing Liu Long cooperate so much, Lin Dong's mood became even happier.

"I—I don't need it, do I? Didn't you just rob me yesterday... Did you take one? Cao Zhuyi grabbed his Qiankun bag and mustered up great courage to try to say no.

Heaven saw that after the battle in the square yesterday, Cao Zhu's three Ice Xuan Sword, 40,000 Yang Yuan Stones, and the high-grade Qiankun bag were rudely taken away by Lin Dong, and he ended up with a bachelor.

When he returned to his residence at night, he had to borrow 20,000 Yang Yuan stones from his teacher Han Yun in private to use them first, and then find a way to pay them back later.

As a result, the 20,000 Yang Yuan Stone has not been covered with heat yet, and it is forced to be handed over to this demon, why ?!!

He swore that he would never pay it this time, and he wouldn't pay it if he was killed!

"Huh?"

An unhappy nasal voice was hummed softly by Lin Dong.

"Hehe, just kidding, just kidding."

Cao Zhu smiled bitterly, handed over the Qiankun bag tremblingly, and then said with a crying voice: "Can you leave me some?"