"Nope. A monk in the middle stage of foundation building looked at the sword that slashed at him, his eyes widened and he roared, but this kind of roar could not solve any problems, Lian Jin's physical strength was already terrifying, and now there was a sword technique such as the true technique of slaying ghosts and gods, and it was even more terrifying to go down with a sword.

"Ghost Shield. "The potential of the human body is unlimited, and at the last moment, the monk in the middle stage of foundation building condensed a black ghost shield in front of him, and Lian Jin's sword was slightly blocked because of this, and the man immediately floated backwards, dodging this fatal blow, but still a wisp of sword qi cut a deep wound on his face through the shield.

"Little brute, you are looking for death. The foundation building monk felt a deep shame, when he had fallen into such a crisis, and now he was even more broken, the blood flowing from the facial wound cut through his face, and finally flowed into his lips, the man looked at Lian Jin, who was once again in a battle, and did not hesitate to take out an object from the storage bag and sacrifice.

"Die. Lian Jin dodged a green flying sword slashed from the side, and his body quickly moved sideways, slashing at a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

"Click. ”

This was the sound of the magic weapon breaking, and the man immediately heard an angry roar, and bursts of black mist immediately appeared in his body, and he tried his best to protect himself, urging a secret method, wanting to block Lian Jin's sword.

However, Lian Jin's sword is not a blow of a magic weapon, but a blow of a spiritual weapon, and the damage caused is even more unimaginable, unstoppable, and uncontrollable, the body that has been cast a secret method is very fragile under a spiritual weapon, starting from the feet, spreading all the way up, and it can't be stopped at all, and the feet directly turn into pieces of meat under the sword qi of the dragon sword, and this trend is even more along the legs, and with a click, the kneecaps are also shattered into bone slag.

Inch by inch, little by little, although the part that cracked each time was very small, but the speed was too fast, people couldn't react at all, that kind of secret method did not play a role at all under this sword, the sword qi continued to spread upward, abdomen, chest, head, and finally the monk was shattered without even making a scream, and the flesh that exploded splashed the faces of several monks around, and those faces looked even more terrifying and hideous.

"Be careful, that spiritual weapon is very extraordinary, don't use magic weapons and physical body to fight him, and the sword qi is also extremely lethal, use spells. "One of the mid-foundation building monks quickly stepped back and shouted as Lian Jin approached.

"It's not a bunch of idiots, but even if you know what you can do, you can kill them. Lian Jin scolded, and Luo Yanbu started with it, moving towards the man lightly.

"Little brute, suffer death. Just as Lian Jin was killing the monk, a wave of evil qi came from behind him and hit the back of his heart, which made Lian Jin have to turn around and deal with it.

A black needle-shaped magic weapon as thick as a cow's hair shot towards his head with a mysterious aura, and even Jin suddenly felt goosebumps on his body, Divine treasure, this is a divine treasure, how can there be such a thing.

The so-called divine treasure is a magic weapon that specializes in divine consciousness, without a powerful divine sense or divine treasure, this needle-shaped magic weapon is mostly unable to resist, once it is shot into the sea of knowledge, it will be dementia at least and death at worst, this kind of thing can only be refined by monks in the later stage of Jindan, how can this guy take out one casually.

"Look at how you block it, isn't it quite arrogant?" said some monks when they saw the monk offering a divine treasure.

Lian Jin didn't become demented as they imagined, just after the needle-shaped magic weapon passed through the sword qi released by the Dragon Slaying Sword, Lian Jin's forehead suddenly poked out dozens of dense blood-colored silk threads, which quickly intertwined and fused and deformed, and finally transformed into a blood-colored shield.

"Hmm. Lian Jin let out a muffled snort, feeling that his head was being hit vigorously, and he felt dizzy, and the needle-shaped divine treasure also broke after encountering the blood-colored shield, I have to say that the monk chose a good time, but what everyone didn't expect was that Lian Jin had actually learned the secret method of divine consciousness and resisted this killing blow.

This secret method of divine consciousness is the bloody silk that Lian Jin got in the corpse cave, although it is a demon method, but Lian Jin has no other secret method of divine consciousness in his hand now, so he can only learn it, but he didn't expect it to have a miraculous effect now.

"Why, give me death. The monk was first shocked that Lian Jin had blocked his own killing blow, and then burst out with infinite killing intent, urging the needle-shaped divine treasure in his hand again, and the other eight people also reacted and continued to attack Lian Jin.

This place was surging in the true yuan for a while, the ghosts roared, the land was torn apart under the bombardment of various spells, and the dust that was raised one after another blocked everyone's sight, but none of the few people who fought the method were monks in the Qi cultivation period, and the divine consciousness was surging, and the five senses had no obstruction at all, the swords and swords saw blood, and the swords and swords hurt the souls, all of them were murderous, and the aftermath of the battle made the surrounding trees and gravel turn into powder.

This chapter is halfway written, sorry, it will continue tomorrow, today five thousand words evening code, finally caught up, sorry.

The fierce battle did not reduce the intensity because of the delay of time, but became more and more cruel after Lian Jin beheaded another person, and many disciples of the Evil Sword Valley felt more and more frightened the more they fought, this person originally thought that he was occupying the power of the spirit weapon and quickly killed several disciples on his side, but slowly they also found that this young man's own strength was absolutely extremely strong, and they used up all kinds of secret methods in half a day, although they left some wounds on Lian Jin's body, but those wounds were not fatal, just flesh wounds.

On the other hand, on his side, there are five of them that have been killed by this young man so far, and there is also a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, even if the Evil Sword Valley is a good demon sect, but the cultivation of the entire five monks in the foundation building period is also innumerable resources, but at this time, he was killed by this young man with a strong attitude, and in addition to the crazy killing accident, there was also a cold chill in his heart.

This teenager is invincible.

"Ahh With a miserable scream, a monk in the early stage of foundation building was also cut down one by one, and everyone became more and more scared in their hearts, for such a long time, most of the true yuan in everyone's dantian was gone, but the sword was still powerful, but it became more and more powerful, and green already represented death at this time.

"There are seven more. Lian Jin's arm shook, and the monk in the foundation building period who was stabbed into his chest by the dragon slashing was torn apart by several green sword qi from the inside out, and the blood and bone residue were raised along with the flesh, like a blood rain, but Lian Jin did not stop, at this time he knew that his situation was not good, fighting alone with more than a dozen monks whose cultivation was not weaker than his own, even an iron man would be injured, not to mention that Lian Jin was still flesh and blood.

The true qi is only half of it, Lian Jin must kill the remaining three monks in the early stage of foundation building with the power of thunder, Lian Jin knows that his biggest sense of crisis at this time comes from the monk who has been watching coldly and joining the battle group at this time, and he is reluctant to make a move because he has his own arrogance, which is a manifestation of his firm belief in his own strength.

But then after Lian Jin killed six monks strongly, he also had to put down his body in the later stage of foundation building to besiege Lian Jin, after all, there were too many people in his sect who died, and he was not easy to explain, and besides, Lian Jin's strength slowly showed made him feel palpitations, if he didn't make a move, most of these monks would be slaughtered by Lian Jin alone.

If the outside world cultivators knew about the seed disciple of the Evil Sword Valley, the evil ink known as the Little Evil Sword actually put down his pride and killed a disciple in the early stage of foundation building with a group of people, he would definitely be shocked.

"The three of you go and sacrifice these sacrifices in blood and break the formation. "After the battle, Evil Mo found that under Lian Jin's offensive, these three monks in the early stage of foundation building could not play any role, but were forced to be in danger, and were swept by Lian Jin's sword qi several times, one of them was seriously injured, if he continued to stay here, he would definitely die, so he opened his mouth and ordered.

"You are a talent, you actually killed six monks of my Evil Sword Valley and the Illusory Demon Sect, even if you die, it is enough to be proud, but I am a person who is more talented, if you offer the spirit weapon and sword technique in your hand, I will be the master to accept you as my sword slave. Evil Mo looked at Lian Jin and said with interest, but the greed and killing intent in his eyes did not deceive Lian Jin, this method had never eaten pork in his previous life, and he had seen pigs run.

"Senior Brother Evil Mo, this little beast killed six of our junior brothers, he should pierce his heart with ten thousand swords, strip off the human skin, and bake his soul with phosphorus fire, so that his life is worse than death, and it is too cheap for him to be a sword slave. Immediately, behind Evil Ink, there were people who were indignant about it.

The so-called immortality is only temporary, but Lian Jin is not one of those vulgar people, let alone accepting as a sword slave, even if he offers spiritual weapons and sword techniques, it is impossible for Lian Jin to accept them.

"Didn't you wake up, I'll help you wake up, a monk in the late stage of foundation building dares to say such a wild thing, not to mention the rest, even if you lie on the ground and wagging your tail at me and beg for mercy, I won't accept you as a sword slave, because you are too spicy. ”

Lian Jin opened his mouth to sneer, and in the end, he flew forward and roared, accompanied by this roar, there was also the supreme style of the true trick of slaying ghosts and gods, and a monstrous sword qi rushed up, and this was just the sword qi emitted by the dragon slashing sword, behind this sword qi, there was a small green dragon stepping on the sword qi and rushing towards the evil ink.

The sword aura is everywhere, the killing intent is unlimited, Lian Jin naturally does not dare to have reservations about this person, even if he has a spiritual assistant like the Dragon Slaying Sword in the early stage of his foundation, he has also consumed a lot of energy in the battle, not to mention that there are still things on this person that make him feel jealous.

"Huh?" The evil ink eyes were cold, and when Lian Jin flew up, he sacrificed a bone, I don't know if it was a demon beast or a monk's, but when Lian Jin's infinite sword rushed forward, it also burst out with infinite weird jet-black magic light, canceling out the green sword qi one by one, but then the green dragon collided with the bone but there was a click, which made the evil ink pupils shrink, and directly gave up this magic weapon, and quickly withdrew and retreated.

The little green dragon disappeared, but the bone was also shattered into several pieces, and the Dao pattern runes engraved in it were instantly worn out under the sword qi, turning into a handful of ashes and scattering with the wind.

The jealousy in his eyes became clearer and clearer, and now he felt more and more that the sword in Lian Jin's hand made him like it more, you must know that the bone was the calf bone on the body of a Jindan period demon beast, which was sacrificed by their predecessors in the Evil Sword Valley, and directly became a low-grade spiritual weapon, although many years have passed, the bone spirit weapon is damaged, but it is also a spiritual weapon, and it has turned into ashes under this sword, which proves that the sword in Lian Jin's hand is extraordinary.

"Then you go and die. After losing a secret treasure, Evil Ink did not panic, but said with confidence, as if he was saying a truth.

Lian Jin also immediately dealt with it carefully, if nothing else, the thing in this person's hand that made him feel dangerous was about to be taken out by him.

In Lian Jin's strong and fierce attack, that person just made a few false moves, and did not entangle with Lian Jin at all, while fighting, he took out an arm that was not a human from the storage bag, why did he say that it was not a human arm, just because that arm was covered with scales, I don't know what kind of strong creature arm, and it was entangled with death and corpse qi, which just took out a rotten breath directly made Lian Jin feel that his movements were actually stagnant.

Lian Jin was extremely serious, because this time he felt the breath of death from this arm, this arm, it was terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, the area around that arm was wrapped in corpse qi and death qi, and the area in front of Evil Ink was like a Senluo Hell, extremely cold, and that arm was also like a life, making a burst of ghost and god howling sounds, like a demon, making waves in that black mist, and what made Lian Jin's heart even more chilling was that Evil Mo actually knelt on the ground after waking up in this arm, slicing his wrist open, and releasing essence blood into the black mist.

Seeing this, several people behind him also knelt on the ground with a reverent face, releasing blood into the black mist, Lian Jin did not act rashly, listening to the sound of drinking blood like a wolf, Lian Jin knew that this arm might be a demon bone.