As the last trace of black-green aura was absorbed and refined by Lin Cheng, Sumire's injuries were completely healed.

After three breaths, they both opened their eyes at the same time.

Lin Cheng looked at the beauty in front of him and looked at her attributes.

The combat power has actually reached 70,000, which seems to be stronger than before planting Mu Yin.

Slightly puzzled, he asked softly. "I'm a member of the Jin Daoist who is strong now, I don't know which is higher or lower than when he was in his heyday?"

Sumire groaned for a while and replied. "Now that Mu Yin has been removed, his strength has increased a lot compared to a month ago."

"Oh? This Mu Yin has eaten away at the origin of the earth spirit body of Sumire Daoyou, and now his strength is actually advancing instead of retreating?

Could it be that there is really a saying that if it is not broken, it will not stand, and that blessings and disasters depend on each other? ”

Lin Cheng was surprised.

Sumire pursed her lips, and she didn't know if Lin Cheng really didn't understand or was pretending to be stupid, so she glared at him directly.

Although it is said that Mu Ketu, the wood spirit body can also feed her back opportunities, and after the two of them cultivate, it is naturally impossible to simply ask for it in one direction.

Besides, Lin Cheng didn't lie about one thing, his double cultivation method was indeed profound......

Lin Cheng was slightly stunned when he saw this, it was the first time he had seen this cold beauty show such a woman's posture.

Before he could say anything, Sumire turned and sat on the edge of the bed and put on her shoes and socks.

Lin Cheng looked at her pair of crystal jade feet as if she didn't have a hint of human taste, and couldn't help but look at it twice.

When I looked up again, I saw Sumire looking at him with a cold face, like the frost of December.

Lin Cheng. “……”

Seeing that Sumire was about to turn away, she couldn't help but make a sound. "Sumire is friendly and slow, Fang is Lin abrupt."

If you want to say that the most unspeakable bitterness in this world is probably that Zhu Bajie swallowed the ginseng fruit, and before he tasted it, he couldn't smell it anymore.

Sumire stopped and turned around, but didn't say a word.

Lin Cheng naturally wouldn't explain this kind of thing stupidly, so he simply told the story of Jin Yinhui and created a topic for the two.

Unlike what he imagined, Sumire, who had killed thousands of evil cultivators, didn't show much emotion, and after thinking about it, he understood.

Jin Yinhui is only a microcosm of this heavenly path, and there are even more cruel and perverted people than him.

Since Sumire had killed so many evil cultivators, she must have seen it clearly.

"You fight him, and I will naturally help you." Sumire said.

Lin Cheng bowed slightly, with Sumire's words, it would not be a problem.

Just as Sumire didn't doubt that he wanted to deal with the mid-stage Jindan with his strength in the late stage of foundation building, Lin Cheng wouldn't doubt Sumire's strength either.

How many Jindan pinnacles have Sumire's combat power?

The two of them walked down the stairs, and Lin Cheng instantly felt a divine sense sweeping unscrupulously over his body.

As soon as he turned his head, he looked at Jin Yinhui in the eyes.

There have been eight late Jindan and two Jindan peaks gathered near that Jin Yinhui.

Lin Cheng glanced at Sumire, but saw that she was expressionless.

So he led her out the door.

Seeing this, Jin Yinhui first swept the surrounding monks with his divine sense, and then walked towards the door as well.

Although he didn't know how Lin Cheng managed to team up with a Jindan mid-term.

But in order to escape from the pursuit of the gourd owner, he had to follow Lin Cheng.

After the three of them had left, the Friar in Grey opened his eyes and left with a blank face.

He didn't care about the people around him.

Lin Cheng and the others didn't go too far before they stopped.

The golden glow soon caught up with the two of them.

Before the man arrived, he preached. "Little brother, don't do it, don't do it."

Lin Cheng was slightly stunned, thinking to himself that this bald head was stunned after seeing Sumire?

After groaning, he didn't want to talk nonsense and rushed directly to the bald head.

With his current combat strength of more than 30,000, there is no need to talk about this kind of scum.

Jin Yinhui couldn't help but be angry when he saw this, and he didn't understand how Lin Cheng dared to make a move on him.

However, his own technique did not slack off, and a large number of purple-black vines with the thickness of his arms instantly grew around him, and the vines rushed towards Lin Cheng as if they were conscious.

Lin Cheng's speed did not decrease, and he quickly made several swords. I saw that after the vine was cut by the Qingyun Sword, it was directly broken, the incision was smooth, and a large amount of purple liquid was spilled.

And Lin Cheng also appeared ten meters in front of Jin Yinhui.

Jin Yinhui's face was shocked, and it seemed that it was hard to believe that his purple spirit vine had been broken like this.

Seeing Lin Cheng's sword blade raised, he was about to infuse Zhenyuan into the Purple Spirit Armor with all his strength, and saw that a large amount of purple light was emitted from his body, and the vines around him were also growing wildly.

Lin Cheng's complexion remained unchanged, and he directly used the [Ye Luo Sword Technique].

I saw that the wisterias, which should have been extremely hard, were all chopped like melons and fruits.

And he also took advantage of the situation to slash at Jin Yinhui.

Jin Yinhui hurriedly resisted with his right hand, but the hand wrapped in wisteria couldn't stop the Qingyun Sword at all!

Directly cut off by a sword!

A large amount of red and black liquid gushed out from the severed arm, mixed together, so that it was not disgusting.

Although the two were fighting, Jin Yinhui was always using his divine sense to transmit sounds, wanting to stop Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng didn't care, he just listened to what he said, and there was a three-turn Jin Dan staring at him.

But what does this have to do with him?

Even if Sumire can't resist this person, doesn't he still have Xun Mojing?

Could it be that this evil cultivator thinks that he will team up with him?

Amusing.

Jin Yinhui saw that Lin Cheng was not soft at all, and after breaking his arm, he no longer transmitted sound.

After he glanced at Lin Cheng viciously, he took the initiative to rush over.

Although he didn't know why Lin Cheng was suddenly so strong, after knowing that he was going to die, his face was crazy and he screamed.

"It's all your fault,, hahaha! Since you don't give me a way to live, let's die together! When I die, you'll come back soon to keep me company......"

Before he could finish his sentence, his head was slashed off by a sword.

The slick head fell to the ground duanduan, smiling even when he died.

Lin Cheng frowned, and a spiritual aura shot out from his hand, and the bald head exploded like a watermelon.

After dealing with this person, he saw that Sumire was already standing beside him, frowning slightly but not saying a word.

Seeing her actions, Lin Cheng also knew that Jin Yinhui's words were probably true.

Sure enough, not far away, a gray-clothed monk walked with a young face and a purple gold gourd around his waist.

"Is it true that Daoyou is just in the late stage of foundation building?" The greyfriar asked.

Lin Cheng frowned, and when he went downstairs, there were too many people around Jin Yinhui, so Lin Cheng didn't check their true cultivation through the system.

Now this gray-clothed monk is very likely to be the third turn golden pill that Jin Yinhui said.

He looked at this person intently, but found that where was this person, what was the three-turn golden pill?

It's clearly an eight-turn golden pill!

The combat power is only a little lower than Sumire.

And Sumire also has a solemn expression, it seems that this person is quite troublesome even for her.

Lin Cheng knew that since this rakshasa had come forward, he would not give up.

He spoke directly to Sumire. "Sumire Daoyou, this gray-clothed monk is an eight-turn golden pill, if he is defeated, why don't I retreat first?"

The Eighth Turn Golden Pill can basically be regarded as the highest cultivation of the Dao Heavenly Road.

It's best if you can get out of it all right, but if you can't, you can only use the life-saving thing.

So Lin Cheng wasn't too anxious.