When he got back on the road, he soon met his second opponent, Elder Xu of the Longqing faction.

When the enemy saw each other, he didn't need any words, he swung his knife and killed him in two moves.

His third opponent is the one who makes it difficult for him to attack.

Those playful eyes that can talk are as bright and agile as the stars in the clear sky on a summer night.

The pure and glamorous face, the well-developed attractive figure, showing a thousand styles, has a faint woe to the peerless style of a water-level stunner.

Lin Xi, who was a girl, had not cut her hair short, dragging a long twisted braid behind her back, although she was wearing a dark green skirt with a corseted waist, she showed a heroic and delicate appearance.

Jin Ziming looked at her silently, and began to torture his soul in his heart, fairy or witch, who made him more tempted?

This question made it difficult for him to answer for a while, and when he was obsessed, Lin Xi, who had charming eyes, came with broken steps.

The energetic soft waist and bright and moving face are as stunning as the orange glow rising from the blue sea, and like the red lotus swaying in the green water.

He sighed softly:

"Alas, I think too much, I'm still a fairy who chases me."

For Fairy Ye, he doesn't just want to get into it, this has never been his style, since he admires it, he has to put it into action, otherwise he just thinks about it and doesn't practice, in his opinion, he is a coward.

He looked at the graceful demon girl in front of him and waved the knife cruelly, so Lin Ximei "died of incense" and became his soul nourishment.

The girlhood that can see two stunning beauties successively made him very satisfied, and he threw away the inexplicable regret and continued on the road.

Next, he easily killed Ning Shuiwen, twin sisters, Qin Yunhao and Mao Xingquan and others.

When he met the second elder, he just ran into a little trouble, and Liu Yangjun's primordial spirit was in the early stage of the triple, which was not outstanding.

However, his physical strength was very strong, and in the end, he still used a combination of the Divine Soul Flying Knife and the Silver Long Needle to defeat the opponent.

Getting closer and closer to the edge of the forest, Zhao Gui and Shi Kaiqiang, as well as those Jindan who had spoken to him on the mountain, were also taken down one after another.

Jin Ziming calculated in his heart that his supposed opponent had been completely annihilated, and he suddenly felt relaxed, humming an unknown song, and walked towards the third level.

The sound of glamour came out, and I could faintly hear:

"Loose cultivation is good, scattered cultivation is good, scattered cultivation is a good baby, soul Qingzi, I ......, hahaha!"

The complacent and melodious singing resounded through this forest.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the forest, he suddenly found two people fighting fiercely on the left, a little Lori holding a black stick, and an ordinary-looking girl fighting.

The little Lori was only about twelve years old, dressed in a red dress, with a beautiful face under her long curly hair.

Her eyes are clear, looking back at the flowing waves, Yao's nose is straight, her small red lips are lightly curled, although her forehead is high, and her nose is slightly larger, but this increases her recognition, and she will definitely be a beauty with a very unique temperament and charm when she grows up.

Little Lori's dress is already dirty, and there are still some blood stains and damage, and it seems that she has gone through countless bloody battles before she is here.

She was sweaty on her forehead, panting, and suddenly a "pleasant" singing voice came, which suddenly made her aware that there was a "rioter" passing by, so she shouted for help:

"Big brother, help me, I only have one last opponent left!"

Although it was an urgent word, the voice was very sweet, which made Jin Ziming feel an urge to protect her for no reason, as if this was his own sister-in-law.

Without thinking, he ran to the side of little Lori like a ghost, and fought side by side with her.

The girl on the opposite side has a sharp palm and a lot of strength, but she is still unable to deal with Jin Ziming's cold moon.

"Big brother, be careful, the Dharma Protector Elder is the Fourfold Realm of the Yuan Shen."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Ziming was suddenly shocked, how could he encounter a fourfold pervert again, and immediately conjured up two slightly smaller soul clocks, which were set in the soul tripod, giving his divine consciousness space a three-way insurance.

He didn't dare to talk to Xiao Lori distractedly, so he only meditated on the "Four Little Mantras of Blessing" and tried his best to guard against the opponent's soul attack.

Sure enough, a soul arrow came in an instant, and with a "poof" sound, it pierced the soul tripod and the first soul bell, and pierced the second soul bell.

Its sharpness was already slightly stronger than the little snake it had encountered before, and it was estimated that it was close to the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Shen Quadruple.

The corners of Jin Ziming's mouth spilled blood again, and he hurriedly mobilized the colored soul qi, and sacrificed two more soul bells before he blocked the arrow.

Seeing that it was difficult to match, he had to take out a silver long needle and stab it out with the "momentum of a kun", the girl and the little Lori said "huh" at the same time, the former was frightened, and the latter was surprised.

"Big brother, this is a high-level Horcrux, it should be able to force her back." Little Lori screamed.

Sure enough, with the swing of the silver needle, the girl's face was solemn and she kept retreating.

Jin Ziming has experience in fighting with the little snake, where will there be any hesitation, he pulled up the little Lori and ran out of the forest.

The girl looked struggling, and in her hesitation, she had lost the opportunity to catch up with them.

The two of them rushed out and lay on a lawn, both feeling a little weak and afraid, and they both meditated silently and breathed until a stick of incense before they opened their eyes one after another.

"Big brother, my name is Rui Ying, I'm from Dongfang Kundao, what about you?" Little Lori asked crisply.

"My name is Jin Ziming, and I'm still practicing for the time being."

Immediately, she hesitated and asked:

"Well, can I take a look at that silver needle of yours?"

Jin Ziming didn't think much about it, and handed it to her casually, and the little girl played with it over and over again, envious, her eyes were glowing green, and she was almost drooling.

"This Horcrux is one level higher than mine."

"Horcruxes? What is Horcrux? Jin Ziming asked in surprise.

"Oh my God, you don't even know about the Horcrux, but you still have it?

Horcruxes are weapons that can carry divine souls and convert them into power for attack or defense, which are relatively rare in the cultivation realm, and are far more precious than blades of the same level. ”

Little Lori explained.

"Oh, so this long needle is also a treasure."

Little Lori patted her forehead and reluctantly returned the silver needle to him.

"Big brother, in the battle of the third level, let's join forces, I am in the late stage of the Yuan Shen Triple Stage, close to the realm of the Great Perfection, and I won't hold you back."

"Ah, you're so powerful, cow." Jin Ziming praised.

"Our Dongfang Kun Dao is an alchemy sect, and if the soul is weak, there is no way out."

"What level of sect is Dongfang Kundao?"

"Big brother, your casual cultivation is really genuine, you don't know anything.

Dongfang Kundao is also a second-level sect and belongs to the first-level sect Jingdantang. ”

"Okay, you can join forces, how to distribute the harvest?"

"Look, can you split it in half? It's really not good, you can do it with six and me four. Little Lori asked triedly.

"As long as you can make a difference in the fight, it's half a point." Jin Ziming replied briskly.

"Okay, thank you!"

After negotiating the conditions of the team, the two set off, and they climbed a small hill, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

Ahead there is a tranquil valley with lakes of all sizes, light blue, dark blue, emerald green, silver, beige, and even orange-red, with clear water.

There is a waterfall in the distance, the sound of the water rumbles, the silver flowers splash in all directions, and the colored stones are clearly visible in the pool below.

A few towering ancient trees on the edge of the pond are imprinted into the water, the reflection is swaying, a few groups of gorgeous butterflies are flying above, there is not a single swimming fish in the water, only small ripples in the breeze.

In the middle of the valley, there was a lawn full of green grass and wildflowers, and a large black coffin was placed.

There were already two monks, a man and a woman, who did not make any movement, but meditated quietly cross-legged.

Jin Ziming and Rui Ying glanced at each other and walked slowly there, Jin Ziming remembered that these two were casual cultivators, and only heard the male cultivator on the right say indifferently:

"Don't worry, the senior of Soul Qingzi has already reminded me just now, there will be six people arriving before the coffin will be opened, wait slowly."

Jin Ziming and Rui Ying both sat down, and after nearly two hours, a male cultivator and a monk came one after another.

The man was also a casual cultivator, and soon chatted with the two who arrived first.

Jin Ziming secretly looked at the young monk, he was medium tall and ordinary-looking.

Except for the bald head, which belonged to the inconspicuous type in the crowd, but Jin Ziming didn't notice which sect he was a disciple of before teleporting.

"The donor, the little beauty, the poor monk is a hair, from Huijue Temple, and it is a second-level sect under Thousand Buddha Island.

I remember that the donor is from the Lingyun faction, I don't know where the little beauty comes from? The monk asked with a grin, without the slightest hint of a monk's demeanor.

"I'm from Dongfang Kundao, I heard that dealing with monks can be unlucky, isn't it true?" Rui Ying asked childishly.

"Dongfang Kun Dao, look up for a long time! As for this bad luck claim, it is absolutely nonsense.

Many of the donors I have dealt with have had very good luck, some have gained fame, some have made a fortune in business, and some have made great progress in cultivation. ”

"Isn't it? So what are you capable of? Little Lori was still a little disgusted, and asked with a pout.

"The poor monk is very balanced in all aspects and has comprehensive abilities, I wonder what the female benefactor is particularly interested in?" The monk smiled.

"Forget it, I'm not interested." Rui Ying glanced at her and lost her interest in chatting.

A hairy monk touched the nail, but he was not angry, turned his head to Jin Ziming and said:

"Donor, can you tell me your honorable name?"

"My name is Jin Ziming, and her name is Rui Ying."

"Master Jin, you see that the three scattered cultivators over there have already formed a team, why don't we join forces too? Anyway, everyone is a righteous disciple of the second-level sect, and they can be regarded as a family. ”

Jin Ziming glanced at the three people opposite, then looked at the monk and Xiao Lori, and proposed:

"Okay, no problem. Rui Ying and I originally decided to split in half, since you joined, why don't you distribute the loot according to the size of your contribution? ”

The two of them were also happy, and they both accepted it happily, and the team was immediately formed.