Hiss!

Before the blood-red serpent could get closer, the fishy wind would rush first!

Lin Shen's face did not change, and as soon as he raised his hand slightly, a blazing white thunder light shot out in an instant, and with a crackle, the attacking blood-red giant snake blasted into a blood mist in the sky.

Looking at this scene, Yi Sufeng couldn't help but let out a low sigh.

Although she didn't exert all her strength in this blow, it was not something that ordinary Seven or Eight Vein Cultivators of the Enlightenment Realm could withstand.

What's more, Lin Shen looks obviously not doing his best!

Even so, Yi Sufeng not only did not stop there, but a touch of excitement surged in his heart.

"Although this person is not a female cultivator, he can refine it into soul beads and devour it for the Rakshasa witches, so he should be able to increase his cultivation a lot!"

This trip to Xuandu Mountain, in addition to getting the Xuanhua liquid, Yi Sufeng also had a purpose of collecting the cultivator's soul and putting it into the Rakshasa mirror to enhance his power.

During the Xuandu Conference, the Great Array of Mountain Guards was opened, and the cultivators on the Xuandu Mountain could not leave until the expiration of January, so there were many people from the Evil Dao Scattered Cultivators or Demon Sects who took advantage of this opportunity to go into the mountains to kill people and take their souls, and use them to refine evil arts or refine evil weapons.

Yi Sufeng is one of them.

In her early years, she obtained a mysterious weapon called the Rakshasa Mirror.

This mirror can collect the soul of a person, both men and women.

If the soul of a high-quality female cultivator is taken in, it can be refined into a Rakshasa witch and used to drive away enemies.

If it is a male cultivator or a female cultivator with an average appearance, you can put it into the soul pool in the mirror, refine it into a soul bead, and give it to the Rakshasa witches to devour and use it to increase cultivation.

Relying on this Rakshasa mirror, Yi Sufeng broke into a great reputation with his scattered cultivation.

Although she only had more than ten veins of cultivation, among the cultivators who died under her hands, there were many masters of more than twenty veins of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this that after discovering that Lin Shen's strength is not bad, she still did not hesitate to continue to do it.

Whether this person is a disciple of the sect or a loose cultivator, there is no difference in Xuandu Mountain, even if she is killed, who knows that she did it?

In the blink of an eye, Yi Sufeng's eyes were too cold, but a coquettish smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao Langjun, how about trying this Rakshasa mirror of the slave family!"

The moment the words fell, Yi Sufeng had an antique and antique small bronze mirror exuding bursts of black gas in his hand, and with a slight flick of his fair wrist, Lin Shen's vision was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the surroundings were already full of white mist.

The figures in the fog are longing, and there are countless people in the dense.

"It's . Magic! ”

The resemblance of the scene evoked Lin Shen's memory.

When I was trapped in the illusion created by Xiao Ai, it was a similar situation.

Although he was in the illusion realm, Lin Shen still looked as usual, and stood in place calmly.

"Xiao Langjun is quite bold."

Yi Sufeng's coquettish and sweet voice came from all directions, and she couldn't lock the direction.

"It makes me want to see you crying and begging for mercy more and more, so try me as a Rakshasa witch next!"

With Yi Sufeng's words, the white fog around him gradually faded.

The figure that had been hidden behind the white mist slowly revealed.

I saw that all around me were good-looking female cultivators, all dressed in translucent light gauzes of various colors, revealing snow-white and smooth arms and thighs, and their posture was unusual.

Among them, there are girls in their twenties, young women in their early thirties, and half-aged in their forties.

Holding all kinds of magic weapons and blades in his hands, he surrounded Lin Shen, and there were four or five hundred people!

Cluck!

The Rakshasa witches in all directions suddenly laughed in unison.

While laughing, he rushed forward with murderous energy, and the magic weapon blade in his hand slashed his head and face towards Lin Shen!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Shen was overwhelmed by hundreds of attacks!

Yi Sufeng, who was hiding in the white mist, looked at this scene, and the corners of her lips twitched slightly.

"That's not going to work? He looks so handsome in vain, it turns out to be a silver-like pewter spear head! ”

Even so, she didn't feel much surprise in her heart.

These Rakshasa witches in the Rakshasa mirror were made by her spending more than ten years and painstakingly collecting a large number of souls to refine, and I don't know how much effort it took her.

Each of these Rakshasa witches has a Enlightenment Realm cultivation, and the highest one has even reached the eighth level of Enlightenment!

And just like before his death, he cultivated all kinds of martial arts.

Aside from the lack of spiritual guidance, the inability to cast spells, and the lack of true magic weapons, these Rakshasa witches are almost indistinguishable from those of the Enlightenment Realm cultivators.

Facing the siege of four or five hundred Rakshasa witches, even if they are seven or eight vein cultivators, they can't bear a single face!

But just when Yi Sufeng thought so, a sudden change occurred.

Where Lin Shen was submerged, a scorching sun suddenly lit up, and the boundless blazing heat wave swept away in an instant, and everywhere he passed, one by one the Rakshasa witches screamed in horror and disappeared!

In the blink of an eye, the dense Rakshasa witches around were swept away!

Even the white mist melted under the scorching sun, and Yi Sufeng's figure was revealed in an instant.

However, at this time, she could no longer hide her figure, and the smile on her beautiful face was lost, revealing a horrified gaze.

W-What?!

Her Rakshasa Witch was wiped out in an instant!!

As long as the Rakshasa mirror is still there, no matter how seriously injured, it can be healed in the mirror, even if the soul body is broken, it doesn't matter, you can rely on the soul in the mirror to be reborn.

Unless the Rakshasa Mirror is shattered one day, they will be gone.

Therefore, the death of the Rakshasa Witch did not make Yi Sufeng feel heartache, what really shocked her was the strength that Lin Shen showed at the moment.

Destroying four or five hundred Rakshasa witches in one blow, what kind of strength is this?

Relieved, Yi Sufeng gasped when he came to his senses, who didn't know that he had kicked the iron plate!

This kid is not what she guessed at all, only a dozen or twenty veins of cultivation!

Even if this kind of strength was something she had encountered before, a great sect disciple with more than thirty veins of cultivation, it was far inferior!

"Where did this man come from?"

Yi Sufeng's heart set off a monstrous wave.

At this moment, Lin Shen turned his head to look at her, and the sharp eyes shrouded in the forbidden golden armor stabbed straight at her like a sharp sword.

Yi Sufeng suddenly shook his head, woke up like a dream, and turned around without hesitation and fled into the distance.

Just kidding, a master who can kill hundreds of Rakshasa witches in one blow is far from an opponent even in her heyday.

Not to mention that now that the Rakshasa Witch has been killed and lost her most powerful hole card, it is even more impossible for her to be this person's opponent!

It's a pity that she hasn't escaped far yet, Yi Sufeng suddenly felt that the figure in front of her flashed, and Lin Shen had stopped in front of her, looking at her with a faint face.

Yi Sufeng's figure stopped suddenly, his complexion changed several times, and he suddenly showed a charming smile, looked at him with his eyes, and said in a greasy voice:

"Good Langjun, the slave family was just joking with you just now, you can spare the slave family this time, as long as you agree, no matter what you want to do to the slave family."

While speaking, Yi Sufeng's pair of soul-seducing Jianshui autumn pupils looked at Lin Shen fixedly.

The delicate body writhes slowly and imperceptibly, and a large piece of skin as delicate as mutton fat white jade is exposed at the neck, which makes people feel that their blood is swelling at a glance.

It's a pity that Lin Shen didn't see it, and he just smiled faintly when he heard the words.

"Jokes? Then I'll make a joke with you, if you can take my sword, I'll let you go! ”

As soon as these words came out, Yi Sufeng's pretty face changed greatly.

But before she could perform her charm again, Lin Shen had already had an extra long sword engraved with flame patterns in his hand out of thin air, and the sword pierced the air!

Yi Sufeng felt a tingling scalp in an instant, the whole person screamed, panicked and rushed back, and at the same time waved his hands continuously, a touch of red silk was thrown out of his sleeves, and turned into a blood-red python to meet him.

It's a pity that these giant pythons with teeth and claws can't even stop for a moment, and before they touch the Pure Yang Fu Sword, they are strangled and annihilated by the blazing sword qi that escapes from the sword blade, and stabs straight towards Yi Sufeng like a bamboo!

At the last moment, a burst of pink mist suddenly surged in front of Yi Sufeng.

The Pure Yang Fu Sword landed on the pink mist, but the indomitable sword momentum deflected sharply, and instead stabbed Yi Sufeng's shoulder.

When he landed, he heard a terrible scream, and a white and smooth arm flew into the sky.

The figure flashed, and under the coercion of the pink mist, Yi Sufeng swept into the distance like lightning, and he didn't even bother to retrieve the broken arm, and disappeared into the dense mountains and forests in a blink of an eye.

Lin Shen didn't chase either, he calmly caught the fallen snow-white arm, and took off a storage bracelet from it.

From beginning to end, Lin Shen didn't plan to kill Yi Sufeng, otherwise even if Yi Sufeng sacrificed his hole cards in the end, he wouldn't want to escape from his palm.

Opening the storage bracelet, Lin Shen quickly swept around, and to his disappointment, there was no Xuanhua liquid in it.

However, in an instant, he found a lot of casting elixirs, and there were no less than fifty of them by a rough visual inspection.

It is estimated that it is the trophy that Yi Sufeng has obtained these days.

Because he was alone in Xuandu Mountain, he hadn't had time to use it yet, but this time it cheapened him.

"Although there is no Xuanhua liquid, more than fifty casting elixirs are not bad."

Lin Shen smiled slightly, put away the Spirit Casting Pill, and immediately took out something like a compass.

This thing was obtained from Lian Xi, who relied on this compass to search and track him all the way.

In fact, the search effect of this compass is not bad, but it has no effect on Lin Shen, who has a clone.

Although Yi Sufeng had already fled, there was a large amount of aura left at the scene, and Lin Shen took it all into the compass before putting it away.

With this compass, as long as Yi Sufeng is still in Xuandu Mountain, he can find the other party at any time.

Not now, of course.

The injury of the broken arm was nothing to a cultivator of Yi Sufeng's level, and it would not take long to recover.

At that time, Yi Sufeng will definitely continue to look for Xuanhua Wood Spirit.

And Lin Shen only needs to wait for a while and then find Yi Sufeng, so he can naturally take all her gains for himself!

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind!

Or more colloquially, pig farming!

For a guy who wants his own life, Lin Shen will not have a psychological burden to do anything!

It just so happened that only him and the clone were still a little slow to search for the Xuanhua Wood Spirit, and it was undoubtedly excellent to have someone to share it for him.

At this moment, Lin Shen's expression suddenly moved.

Two miles away, the superior martial arts clone discovered the traces of the Xuanhua Wood Spirit!

Without delay, he immediately set off for the place.

The two-mile journey passed in a flash, and Lin Shen soon came to the vicinity of a mountain wall.

The martial arts superintendent was hiding behind a tree, staring intently at the mountain wall five hundred meters away.

Dense green vines hang down from the top of the mountain wall, almost covering the entire mountain wall.

When you look closely, your eyes are full of emerald green.

However, in this dazzling emerald green, there is a hint of lush pale cyan.

Compared to the vivid emerald green around it, this touch of cyan is extraordinarily inconspicuous.

If you don't look closely, you won't notice it.

Looking closely, the faint green came from a different grass growing in the cracks of the green vines.

The whole body of the herb is smooth and clear, like the finest jade, just looking at it, it makes people feel a feeling of moistening the heart and spleen.

"It's . Xi and Jade! ”

Lin Shen's eyes condensed slightly.

Xi and jade is a very precious wood rare grass, the shape is like jade, with the magical effect of dispelling poison and healing.

Cultivators who have been seriously injured only need to take Xi and Jade, and they will be able to heal completely in an instant!

In ordinary people's words, this is the treasure of the flesh and bones of the dead!

For cultivators, Xi and Jade are also extremely precious life-saving treasures!

It's just that Xi and jade have always only grown in the deep mountains with strong aura, and they are used to mixing with ordinary plants and trees, so it's easy to miss if you don't look closely.

Therefore, Xi and jade are quite rare, and many cultivators can't ask for them.

Lin Shen didn't expect to be so lucky to meet Xi and Yu.

And what surprised him even more was the Xuanhua Wood Spirit who was sitting on Xi and Jade at the moment, sucking the aura with relish.

"Xuanhua Mu Ling, as well as Xi and Yu, I found two kinds of treasures at once, it seems that my luck is not bad."

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Shen's mouth, but he was immediately a little distressed.

Xi and Yu grew on the mountain wall, and the Xuanhua Wood Spirit sitting on it also had their backs against the mountain wall, and with only a slight wind and grass, they could immediately escape into the mountain wall, and then escape.

No matter how fast Lin Shen was, he couldn't catch Xuanhua Mu Ling before he did.

"You have to think long-term!"

Lin Shen's eyes were firmly fixed on Xuanhua Mu Ling, and a feasible plan was quickly thought of in his mind.

Just as he was meditating, a deafening roar suddenly came from the distance, and a huge and incomparably large aura fluctuation soared into the sky!

Lin Shen's heart jumped, and he turned his head to look at it in amazement.

I saw the aura in the distance surging and rolling up, sweeping away the surrounding clouds, forming a ring-shaped cloudless area within a radius of several miles.

You can vaguely see two streamers colliding back and forth in this area, colliding endlessly!

Every time there is a collision, there will be a thunderous roar!

"What an amazing battle movement!"

Lin Shen was secretly stunned.

The movement of the battle can be seen so clearly from a distance of five or six miles, which shows how amazing the strength of the two sides is!

Lin Shen asked himself, if it were him, he would never be able to make this kind of movement!

You must know that with his current strength, the monk and below can almost be said to be invincible.

The only one who can make him feel ashamed of himself is the monk!

"Could it be that two monks are fighting?"

Lin Shen frowned secretly.

But then I felt unlikely.

The most precious thing on Xuandu Mountain is undoubtedly Xuanhua liquid.

But this kind of thing is of no use to the monks.

What monk would sacrifice his precious time to attend the Xuandu Conference for the sake of something useless?

And it's two as soon as it comes!

"What the hell is going on?"

Lin Shen was suspicious, and wanted to go over to investigate, but after thinking about it, he still gave up this idea.

The situation is unknown, if you rashly run over to investigate, in case you are accidentally implicated, the consequences are unpredictable!

Even though Lin Shen felt that with his current strength, even if he had the power to protect himself against the monks, there was no need to take unnecessary risks.

In case it was two late-stage cultivators, or even a Xuanguang stage cultivator, even he wouldn't be able to bear it.

Curiosity kills people, so it's better to play it safe!

Pressing down on curiosity, Lin Shen returned his attention to the Xuanhua Wood Spirit, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the Xuanhua Wood Spirit seemed to be attracted by the movement in the distance, and involuntarily left Xi Heyu and came to the crown of a tall tree more than ten meters away, looking at the scene in the distance with great interest.

Golden opportunity!

Lin Shen's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to cast the Shadow Residency Technique, and the whole person instantly disappeared into the shadow of the tree under his feet.

When he reappeared, he had already come to five hundred meters away, and happened to emerge from the shadows under the tree where the Xuanhua Wood Spirit was located.

At this time, Xuanhua Mu Ling finally sensed the danger coming, and rushed to the mountain wall not far away with a scream, but it was too late.

"Definitely!"

With a deep shout, Xuanhua Mu Ling's rushing figure suddenly froze in mid-air, and his body couldn't move up and down, only his eyes and bones were spinning around, revealing a look of horror.

Before it could break free from the immobilization spell, a slender palm reached out in the air and grabbed it!

"Yikes!"

Xuanhua Mu Ling struggled frantically, but to no avail, and was quickly put into the trapped beast bag by Lin Shen.

"Good luck!"

Lin Shen smiled happily and looked into the distance.

If it weren't for the movement of the two monks who fought to draw Xuanhua Mu Ling away from the mountain wall, he wouldn't have been able to catch this little guy so easily.

After settling down, Lin Shen looked at the fierce battle movement in the distance again, turned around and fled in the opposite direction.

Half an hour later.

Inside a secluded cave.

Lin Shen let go of the Xuanhua Wood Spirit and let the little guy disappear into the ground, his eyes staring at the porcelain bottle in his hand, his eyes flashing with joy.

"Six drops of Xuanhua liquid are enough for two clones to condense the spiritual veins to the limit!"

Lin Shen took a deep breath, looked at the blockbuster clone and the martial arts clone in front of him, and handed over the Xuanhua liquid, allowing the two clones to begin to condense the spiritual veins.

As he had expected, the blockbuster clone only used one and a half drops of Xuanhua liquid to increase the total number of spiritual veins to twenty, reaching the limit.

The rest of the Xuanhua liquid was all given to the martial arts superior clone, plus more than twenty spirit casting pills, which also increased the total number of spiritual veins to the limit of twenty.

After this, Lin Shen fused the two clones, and the number of spiritual veins increased by twenty unexpectedly, bringing the total number to seventy-five!

Sorry, I've been updating a lot of things lately, and after a while, I'll try to turn the update time back and resume the fixed time update - provided that it's not positive recently

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