The magic talisman came out of his hand, and Lin Ling hurriedly screamed "pardon" in his heart.

In the sea of his knowledge, the five golden talismans exploded into thousands of golden points of light.

The blue talisman that shot into the sky like a streamer immediately exploded into the sky with fine points of light, like a day of stars, and the Milky Way was bright.

At the place of the explosion, the violent energy surged violently, the space was torn and distorted, and the shattered stars in the sky that the magic talisman exploded disappeared in a flash, and then an extremely cold mist with a radius of nearly 100 zhang suddenly generated in mid-air, like the crisp "click" sound of ice breaking, densely resounding in mid-air.

The surging energy dissipated, and the chaotic space returned to calm, and the crisp sound of "click" was like an auditory hallucination.

Thousands of ice cubes longer than a foot and a half were suspended in the air, the tip of the head as sharp as a thin cone, and the width of the tail as thick as a child's arm, shining with a dazzling cold light as a rainbow under the bright light of the dawn talisman.

The talisman was launched brazenly in a breath, Lin Ling could no longer maintain the "Fufeng" body method, he took a breath, the shirt blew into the wind, and the figure slowly began to hang and fall, the left hand turned the palm to dry, the three fingers buckled, the two fingers were slightly bent, and the secret of soul attraction was pinched out in an instant, and the right hand was pointed at the same time like a sword, like an immortal soldier out of the sheath, stabbing obliquely to the ground.

The divine consciousness dispersed into nearly a thousand millilines, the top—leading the nearly thousand icicles in the air—and the bottom—locking every moving Shadow Beast on the ground.

Lin Ling shouted in his heart, "Break!"

The sound is like a flood of bells, resounding through the morning and dusk.

"Whoosh"

Nearly a thousand ice picks roared like the wind, stabbing to the ground like lightning, and each ice pick pulled out a slender and obvious cold trail in the air.

After a breath.

Above the clearing, there was silence, like a ghost.

On the soft ground, there are thousands of icicles inserted in clusters, a few three or two icicles are staggered, and dozens of icicles are densely packed together, and the branches are like spiny dolphins lying on the ground.

The cold trail of the thousands of ice picks dissipated invisibly, turning into crystal-clear snowflakes floating in mid-air.

There was no trace of hundreds of Shadow Beasts, only hundreds of faint black gases, which intertwined and diffused between the icicles, and then rose and dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Ling floated down from mid-air, his feet just touched the soft ground, and his body sank down violently with the momentum of the fall, his hands pinched out the decision to shake the mountain, his legs crossed, and he sat cross-legged. Before the body could fully sit down, a mouthful of blood spurted to the ground, and in this mouthful of blood, there were several thin blue lines.

The disciples of the Tiancang Sect were still stunned by the scene in front of them, and their expressions were shocked. The monks of the Chaoyin Sect were still hidden in the mist and disappeared.

The sound of "puff puff" sounded in the surrounding dense forest again, that is, countless filthy trees were pierced by tens of thousands of naturally falling ice picks, making a strange sound of skin and flesh being pierced, with these strange sounds, above the sky, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded, the rumbling thunder continued, a purple lightning bolt as thin as a branch, tore the sky, tore the night, from top to bottom across the heavens and the earth, in a flash, silently split on Lin Ling's body.

The spirit of Lin Ling's protective body shattered in an instant, and the head was scattered, and his face was like gold paper, and he fell to the ground silently.

In a few breaths, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky, everything that happened in this open space was very strange. No matter how tough the nerves are, they can't help but feel so ups and downs. Moreover, the cultivation of the disciples of the Tiancang Sect is limited, and they usually practice diligently within the sect all year round.

A few more breaths of time passed quietly, the three Yao Sun Talismans were scattered, and the clearing suddenly darkened, and not far in front of Lin Ling, the disciple of Cloud Breaking Peak, who belonged to the same vein as him, let out the first exclamation.

"Senior brother!"

After staggering a few steps, this Cloud Breaking Peak disciple leaned over and wanted to pull up Lin Ling, who had fallen to the ground, his hand reached halfway and retracted violently, straightened his waist, opened his arms, and shouted "Don't move" in his voice, and stopped the fellow disciples who rushed behind him in time.

More than 30 disciples of Cloud Breaking Peak gathered in front of Lin Ling, and through the dozens of beads scattered in one place, they saw Lin Ling's face like gold paper, from the top of his head, exuding a condensed aura as thick as a thumb, at the beginning, the color was like a lake blue, gradually, the overflowing aura was as thin as a little finger, white as curd, and after a while, it was already as thin as a silkworm thread, only relying on the clear light emitted by the beads on the ground, the disciples behind could not see the overflow of aura.

More than thirty disciples waited nervously and depressedly for a few breaths, Lin Ling opened his eyes with a pale face, sat up with his hand on the ground, and wiped his right hand on his waist, and a blue and white jade bottle appeared in his left hand.

Taking a deep breath, slightly suppressing the violent churning in the dantian spirit ding, Lin Ling swept over the dozens of disciples in front of him, although he controlled nearly a thousand ice picks with the soul attraction technique, but these disciples in front of him were entangled with a large number of shadow beasts, and they were inevitably affected by the ice picks, but fortunately, although everyone was injured, they were not in a critical position in the body, and the ice picks were very cold, and they could seal the small wounds in an instant, so these disciples' actions were unhindered, and they still had the strength to fight.

Lin Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and looked at Lin Qi, who was closest to him.

"Take the disciples of the Torture Court to find Sixteen, protect Venerable Jinglian, and don't leave his left or right for a moment. ”

After Lin Ling finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and when Lin Qi turned around and left with more than ten disciples from the Punishment Academy, Lin Ling swept the remaining thirty disciples, stared at Lin Yue deeply, and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "Take the disciples of the Law Academy to protect the Dharma for me, and for three moments, no one is allowed to approach a distance of one zhang in front of me." ”

"If you don't listen to dissuasion, you won't be killed!"

Hearing the chill in Lin Ling's tone, Lin Yue nodded and Ling Ran accepted the order.

After Lin Ling finished speaking, he pulled out the sealing wood of the jade bottle and poured a solid Peiyuan Pill into his mouth.

The cyan pill entered his throat, and the fragrance filled his mouth, Lin Ling immediately closed his eyes and looked at the Dantian Lingding with his divine sense, which had originally liquefied into a pool of blue Dantian Lingding, which was bombarded by purple thunder because of the forced breaking of the ban, and now it was vaporized into a surging spiritual mist.

The power of the purple thunder was so strong that it could slash itself back to the cultivation of the late stage of qi refining with a single blow.

After several years of penance was destroyed, Lin Ling sighed in his heart, and the fragrance in his mouth was tasteless.

After Lin Ling sighed, he purified his heart and concentrated his mind, dispelled distracting thoughts, and used his divine sense to induce the solid Pei Yuan Dan to turn into a cool and soothing spiritual liquid, find the vein, and enter the dantian Lingding. Using the method of consolidating the original, slowly stretching and stretching the spiritual liquid, carefully wrapping the dantian spirit tripod that had been cracked, and slowly began to restrain the surging spiritual energy clouds and mist with external force and internal evil.

Lin Ling couldn't wait to stabilize the realm cultivation of the Great Perfection in the late stage of Qi refining, and more than thirty disciples of the Law Academy nervously formed a circle to protect Lin Ling two zhang away.

Now the sky had just leaked a gray color, and only a hundred and ten orbs scattered around in the clearing emitted a cold pearlescent light.

If there is nothing in the misty pearl, or lying, or sitting, or staggering to appear a black figure, there is silence all around, occasionally you can hear a few low shouts, or occasionally a few weak * sounds. There is a kind of oppressive heaviness in the clearing at the moment, and the bleak and calm of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

Lin Qi took more than a dozen disciples of the Torture Courtyard, slowly walking through from east to the west side of the clearing, he led the way first, holding an ordinary Mingguang talisman in his hand, the talisman was very ordinary, but it was the finest jade treasure yellow paper, and the charm was drawn with Shenhai cinnabar of pig iron, such an ordinary Mingguang talisman, when it burned extremely slowly, it emitted a warm yellow soft light, which could not only dispel the darkness, but also be comfortable and moisturizing, and calm the mood.

But dodging the ice picks erected on the ground, when Lin Qi walked diagonally to the north side of the clearing with the disciples of the Torture Courtyard behind him, he saw the first disciple in the door who died in the warm yellow light, and he had seen the tyranny and cruelty of the torturers, and Lin Qi, who had stained the blood of several people with his own hands, but his right hand trembled slightly involuntarily.

This disciple lay on the ground, and a bloody hole the size of a sea bowl was broken in his back, and in the warm yellow light, he could clearly see a curved spine, and the sides of the spine leaked out of the corroded and festering organs.

A fishy smell rushed to the mouth and nose.

Lin Qi's scalp was numb, a cold air crawled up his back, the hairs on the back of his neck stood upside down, and there was a sound of heavy and rapid breathing in his ears, and the corners of Lin Qi's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Lin Qi shook the bright light talisman in his hand, let the warm yellow light dodge the miserable dead corpses on the ground, glanced at the surrounding dark environment, and felt the oppressive heaviness in the clearing, Lin Qi hurriedly took two steps and fled from here.

After walking forward for more than ten steps, Lin Qi saw four crouching figures from the ground not far in front of him, his breathing was tight, and after hesitating two steps, he slowly bypassed the four figures who had been lying still.

After that, there was no scene that made people's scalps tighten, Lin Qi took more than ten disciples, and walked slowly in the direction of the west, I don't know how long he walked, he found a small piece of hazy light in the direction of the right side of his head.

There were no ice picks erected on the ground, Lin Qi first quickened his pace, and after a distance of more than ten steps, he saw dozens of ice picks crowded on the ground not far away, and on the right side of this ice pick, two black figures sat side by side on the ground.

Lin Qi was a little suspicious and nervous by the disciple who died tragically before, and he lightened his steps and slowly moved forward, the bright light talisman in his hand was about to burn out at this time, he flicked off the remaining bit of paper of the talisman, and several pieces of warm yellow light lit up behind him.

Under the warm yellow light, the dark figure became clear, and Lin Qi continued to move forward, while shouting in a slightly suppressed voice,

"Sixteen Senior Brothers"

The two figures became clearer and clearer, and Lin Qi's heart tightened, and two corpses covered with blood holes, intestines pierced and rotten, and miserable deaths appeared in his mind.

Lin Qi's scalp was numb, and his voice trembled and shouted again,

"Monk Jinglian"

The figure on the right leaned forward, and his head and face clearly appeared in the warm yellow light.

A delicate face that is not inferior to that of a female cultivator, with the lines of a four-petal lotus flower on the top of her head, is stunning and wonderful.

The figure on the left followed suit, appearing in the warm yellow light.

Thick silkworm eyebrows, full almond eyes, a very straight nose, thick lips, the left cheek in the warm yellow light, loyal and friendly, the right cheek two staggered scars hideous and terrifying.