Fortunately, Lin Luo was already a monk in the Jindan period, and the power of the Nine Swords of the Fighting God was much higher than before, and it was a little difficult for Zou Jie to fight it.

Not to mention, Zou Jie focused on the demon beast.

Looking at the demon beast on the side again, being pressed and beaten by a demon beast that looked like an alpaca, Zou Jie's face was even more ugly.

"Dead girl, today I will count my new and old hatreds with you!" Zou Jie was furious.

Lin Luo looked at Zou Jie nonchalantly, "Forget it, what's the big deal, I don't expect any friendship with you." ”

After speaking, Lin Luo's white feather sword stabbed over.

The Nine Swords of the Fighting God had already been charged, and she began to stack the fourth sword.

Don't look at Zou Jie as a Yuan Infant Cultivator, he was also very powerful in the Immortal Sect before, and he was able to drag Si Jing down.

But I don't know if his cultivation is low now, or if Lin Luo's cultivation is too high, anyway, in the battle with Lin Luo at this time, Zou Jie has lost the upper hand.

Zou Jie said cruel words on his face, but he was actually miserable.

The previous thing was not done well, and it was the monks who inadvertently provoked Fulong Temple, which caused a lot of losses to the disciples of the Nine Evil Palace, and was punished by the Lord of the Nine Evil Palace, so that he suffered a lot of internal injuries.

At this time, his spiritual power was running, and his whole body was in pain, and he could only endure it.

In Zou Jie's opinion, he didn't think that a monk in the Jindan stage could kill him, he was also a monk in the Yuan Infant stage, even if he was injured, the other party would not be able to kill him.

saw that Lin Luo had put away the spiritual power around him, and even the white feather sword was glowing with blue light.

She used her spiritual power to re-use the Nine Swords of the Fighting God, and the Nine Swords of the Fighting God with spiritual power were only a little weaker than the spiritual power, but this time Zou Jie was not so easy to avoid.

Just because, the attack of spiritual power is much more troublesome than the attack of spiritual power, and if it is contaminated, it will hurt the body.

As we all know, once the spiritual power of the talisman penetrates into the opponent's body, it will destroy the opponent's spiritual power, and the opponent must consume spiritual power to fight.

Zou Jie, who was already a little powerless, was so domineering and unreasonable in Lin Luo's spiritual attack at this time, he was so big-headed.

I didn't pay attention to it a little, and I was drilled into by Lin Luo's spiritual power.

"Poof!"

In just a few breaths, Zou Jie spat out a mouthful of blood.

On the other hand, Lin Luo, her face didn't even change, at most, she just used some more spiritual power, and she could just swallow a pill casually.

The attack of spiritual power was far stronger than Zou Jie thought, it was not that he didn't know that the attack of spiritual power was powerful, but he didn't expect Lin Luo to be so powerful.

You must know that Lin Luo is only a three-seal talisman master, but I didn't expect her to be like this.

Lin Luo didn't give Zou Jie time to breathe, and directly stabbed him with another sword, this time using the Falling Flower Sword Technique, so that the spiritual power fell on Zou Jie more extensively.

Zou Jie couldn't dodge it, and he was even more angry in his heart.

"What a Lin Luo!"

Originally, Zou Jie also wanted to ask his demon beast to help, but who knew that he happened to see a hairball slapping a paw on its demon beast's body, and the demon beast was already covered in blood, lying on the ground with more air in and less breath.

When he turned around, Zou Jie felt a chill in his heart, only to find that Lin Luo's sword had pierced into his heart.

Lin Luo withdrew the White Feather Sword, shook off the blood stains from the White Feather Sword wound, turned to leave, and continued to kill the disciples of the Nine Evil Palace.

She wasn't worried that the Yuan Infant in Zou Jie's body would escape, nor was she worried that he would fight to the death.

When the spiritual power entered Zou Jie's body, Lin Luo already knew that he was injured, and her spiritual power was constantly attacking Zou Jie's mental power, and Zou Jie was already too busy to take care of himself.

It's almost impossible to survive now.

Thinking of this, Lin Luo still has to thank the person who injured Zou Jie, otherwise she may not be the opponent of the other party.

Zou Jie behind Lin Luo could only close his eyes unwillingly and fell softly.

Dusty Heart's side was almost close to the end of his opponent, and he killed his opponent without question, even if that person was an elder of the Nine Evil Palace.

"Little monk, it's very good, your cultivation has improved a lot, and now the people in the early stage of the Yuan Infant are not your opponents." Lin Luo looked envious.

"You and your brother's cultivation has also improved a lot, I have been suppressed for many years in the Jindan period, but you have slowly cultivated." Dusty replied.

According to Dusty Heart, it seems to be true.

The battle between the Imperial Sword Sect and the Nine Demon Hall was still going on, but with the addition of Lingyun Pavilion and Fulong Temple, the result was naturally victory.

The people of the Nine Evil Hall fled, and they didn't even care about Zou Jie's corpse.

Next is the sweep, and the entire Imperial Sword Sect seems to be washed in blood, with the corpses of their disciples, as well as the corpses of the disciples of the Nine Evil Palace.

The corpses of those disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect need to be buried, and the ones of the Nine Evil Hall are thrown into the mass grave at will, so as not to dirty the place of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Most of them were not lightly injured, and Yang Jiuchao, the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, was also injured.

However, he still suppressed his injuries and walked in front of Chenxin and Lin Luo.

"Thank you Lingyun Pavilion and Fulong Temple for their help, allowing us to survive this catastrophe smoothly. If there is any need for the Edgeworth Sect in the future, just ask, we at the Edgeworth Sect will be duty-bound. Yang Jiuchao spoke.

"Amitabha, the sect master is polite, now that the three major sects are one, the tragedy of the Hehuan Sect cannot happen again." Dusty heart folded his hands.

I probably thought of the fate of the Hehuan Sect, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

At this time, Shen Bingxin had already spoken to Lin Wenxuan and walked over, and when he heard this, a trace of pain quickly flashed in his eyes, but he quickly relented.

"Sect Master Yang, this time we Lingyun Pavilion came, in fact, there is still one thing to discuss with your sect, I don't know if your sect is willing to agree." Shen Bingxin clenched his fists with both hands.

Yang Jiuchao also recognized Shen Bingxin, "Senior nephew Shen said it's just that." ”

"That's the case, now that the movements of the Nine Evil Palaces are getting bigger and bigger, I have discussed with my junior sister on the way here, can we ask the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect to temporarily move to Lingyun Pavilion. It's not that Lingyun Pavilion wants to swallow the Imperial Sword Sect, but it's that the Nine Evil Sect is afraid that the Nine Evil Hall will make a comeback, and after we and the monks of Fulong Temple leave, they will attack your sect again. In addition, we will also invite the monks of Fulong Temple to go to the Imperial Sword Sect together, and wait until the matter of the Nine Evil Temples is resolved, and then go back again. Shen Bingxin was blunt.

Hearing this, Yang Jiuchao fell into a brief silence.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the disciples around him, those who were seriously injured still needed someone to support them.

For a while, Yang Jiuchao's heart was also very uncomfortable.

In fact, he knew very well that Shen Bingxin's suggestion was the best, so that it was good for the disciples, they could be safer, and everyone could take care of each other in the same place as Lingyun Pavilion and Fulong Temple.

However, the Imperial Sword Sect was inherited by him from the previous sect master, and now that it has become like this, he is also very uncomfortable.

"Let me think about it."

(End of chapter)