Lin Yang used the seventh fusing sword style of Ruozhu swordsmanship and easily killed a palace envoy.

Lin Yang had long known that this set of Ruozhu swordsmanship was not ordinary, but it was created by the powerful Ruozhu of the spirit world.

Ruozhu's strength is not at all something that people in the Nether can imagine.

Therefore, it can be said politely that the power of this set of Ruozhu swordsmanship is far beyond ordinary swordsmanship.

However, today he personally crossed the level and killed a Spiritual Enlightenment Ghost Cultivator, which surprised Lin Yang's heart.

thus subverting some of Lin Yang's cognition of swordsmanship.

In the past, he thought that immortal cultivators were fighting for mana and magic weapons.

As long as the mana in the body is pure and majestic, and the magic weapon in the hand is sharp, it will have the upper hand in the process of resisting the enemy.

No matter how subtle the swordsmanship is, if the mana in the body is insufficient, the magic weapon in the hand is not good, and it is in vain.

However, if the bamboo swordsmanship can release the fire spiritual power in the body through the sword in his hand.

After being released, the power increased several times, which opened Lin Yang's eyes.

"Boom! boom!"

At this moment, there was a roaring sound from under the feet.

Lin Yang looked down and saw that it was the palace envoy who was trapped in the green bamboo vines, and this person was using his means to attack the green bamboo vines.

However, this green bamboo vine can be transformed from the Tianluo staff, which is a top-level magic weapon.

How can the magic weapon that can be looked down upon by Qingluo Dao people be mortal?

With the strength of this palace envoy, if you want to break through the green bamboo vines, you can't do it in a short period of time.

However, Lin Yang didn't dare to be careless, he was now in the Ziqiong Temple, which was full of dangers.

Now that there is such a big commotion, God knows if there is any other help coming this way.

Now that time is pressing, it is better to solve these people first to avoid endless troubles in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Yang waved at the Tianluo staff, and those green bamboo vines began to shrink rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the palace envoy was revealed.

The man looked into the air and noticed that in just a few breaths, there was a missing companion, which made the man have a look of surprise on his face.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, his body shook, and he went straight to the palace envoy who was bound by the immortal rope in mid-air.

Lin Yang also saw this person's intentions, and he was afraid of himself.

At this moment, he wanted to save this companion first, and then the two teamed up to deal with themselves.

Lin Yang was willing to give him this opportunity, the moment this person's body just flew up, several fire snakes jumped out behind him,

These fiery snakes were extremely fast, completely submerging this envoy in an instant.

It was Lin Yang who once again performed the fusing sword style of Ruozhu swordsmanship.

Under the scorching flames, the envoy had time to let out a scream before being reduced to ashes.

"Bell!

The melodious bell rang again.

Forty-second and forty-third.

This was already the forty-third bell that the little monkey had struck.

Lin Yang turned his head to look in the direction of Admiralty, his brows furrowed.

His figure flickered, turned into a long rainbow, and went straight in the direction of Admiralty.

On the way, he summoned the immortal master who was bound by the immortal rope.

Lin Yang stretched out his big hand and pressed it on this person's heavenly spirit, and began to perform the soul searching technique.

This person's name is Beihuang, and he is an envoy who guards the north gate of Ziqiong Temple.

The memories of this person's Divine Consciousness Sea are also very simple.

The general content is similar to Dongtu's memory.

This made Lin Yang think that this person, including Dongtu, must have been modified by someone in their memories in the sea of divine consciousness.

And the only person who can easily control the immortal cultivators in the Enlightenment Period and modify their memories is the legendary Ziqiong Daojun.

Although on the Kunyu Continent, the longevity of an immortal cultivator can be increased by a hundredfold.

However, it was hard for Lin Yang to imagine that the Ziqiong Daojun hundreds of thousands of years ago could still survive in the world.

After checking the memories of the Northern Wilderness, the flames in Lin Yang's hand rolled, and the Northern Wilderness's body began to burn, turning into a cloud of green smoke and disappearing in an instant.

"Bell!

Forty-fifth, forty-sixth.

After killing the Northern Wilderness, there was no one here to block Lin Yang's way.

Lin Yang shook his hand, and a golden light shot straight towards the little monkey.

The next moment, a scene that shocked Lin Yang appeared.

This bundle of immortal ropes is a very sharp magic weapon, which was refined by Gu Bo using the materials of the golden toad in the merge period.

At the beginning, Gu Bo lent him the purpose of tying the immortal rope was to capture Gu Qian'er's third spirit, and later when he left the Kunyu Realm, Gu Bo also gave him this bundle of immortal rope.

And the power of this treasure far exceeds that of ordinary top-level magic weapons, and it is second only to the existence of the Xuanqing-level innate spirit treasure in his hand.

However, this bundle of immortal ropes is extremely mysterious, and it can easily bind and bind the enemy, and Lin Yang is very easy to manipulate.

However, the moment the bundle of fairy ropes touched the little monkey, it directly pierced the little monkey's body, and there was no force to stop it.

The little monkey was still standing on top of the golden wooden stick, and continued to crash into the golden bell beside him.

"Bell!"

The forty-seventh bell rang.

No, the bell must not be allowed to ring forty-nine times.

So, Lin Yang recalled the bundle of immortal ropes, and at the same time, he raised his hand and pointed at the little monkey again, and the Huoxia Sword above his head turned into nine fire snakes and went straight to the little monkey.

The next moment, the little monkey and the golden wooden stick under its feet were flooded with flames, forming a sea of fire.

However, the little monkey's body flew out of the sea of fire, and the golden wooden stick under its feet hit the golden bell again.

"Bell!"

The melodious bell rang again.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yang was shocked.

All his attacks just now seemed to be in the air, and the little monkey was not affected in the slightest.

At this moment, like a pendulum, the golden bell rang again.

That's already forty-eight bells.

What's going on?

This made Lin Yang puzzled.

Just when Lin Yang was wondering in his heart, his Divine Sense Sea felt a roar.

Then he saw that the little monkey had already struck the forty-ninth bell.

The monkey's body became transparent and shiny, and then turned into a colorful light.

Colorful light filled the sky and illuminated the entire hall.

Lin Yang's eyes were full of colorful colors, and he was already surrounded by this colorful light.

Suddenly, Lin Yang felt very tired and had a feeling of drowsiness, and he wanted to close his eyes and sleep well.

However, Lin Yang knew that he must not fall asleep, and after falling asleep, he was likely to encounter something bad about him.

It is very likely that like Dongtu and others, he will become a ghost cultivator and be controlled by others.

However, the feeling of exhaustion was too strong, making Lin Yang a little unable to control himself, his consciousness began to blur, and his eyes slowly closed.

He was so tired, he wanted to sleep, he wanted to sleep beautifully.

Lin Yang's consciousness began to blur, and he was already dying.

In the sea of his divine consciousness, there was a black spot the size of dust.

This black spot is hard to see with the naked eye, and I don't know how long it has existed in Lin Yang's sea of divine consciousness.

Suddenly, the black dot burst open and turned into a seven-colored ball of light.

After this ball of light appeared, the colorful lights that entered Lin Yang's body all rushed towards this ball of light as if they were attracted.

At the same time, in the entire hall of the Ziqiong Temple, those colorful lights turned into colorful lights like a flood bursting the embankment, and disappeared into Lin Yang's body.

And in one corner of the Ziqiong Temple, a looming humanoid phantom was suspended.

This person has passed the age of the sixtieth year, and he is a white-bearded old man, who looks exactly the same as the instrument spirit Gu Bo in the wheel of yin and yang life and death.

This person was looking intently at Lin Yang in the center of the main hall, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes widened.

Until all the colorful light disappeared into Lin Yang's body.

Then there was silence, a silence like death.

However, in Lin Yang's body, it was like a sea of pulp, and the seven-colored ball in the sea of his divine consciousness absorbed all the colorful light.

Then it turned into a little golden mang, and integrated into Lin Yang's whole body meridians.

A burning pain filled his body, but he couldn't move at all.

At this moment, Lin Yang closed his eyes tightly, and he felt as if his body was baking in magma.

And the feeling of exhaustion just now was swept away.

After all the colorful rays harmonized his body, Lin Yang's body trembled, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

At this moment, he seemed to have walked around from the ghost gate, and he had a feeling of the rest of his life.

What's going on?

Just when Lin Yang was a little puzzled in his heart, an angry voice sounded in his ears.

"Junior, you dare to sabotage the old man's cultivation and steal my Colorful Mixed Yuan Sand!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared next to the Admiralty.

This person is about forty years old, wearing a red robe, a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth.

At this moment, his face was full of anger, and he was looking at Lin Yang with unkind eyes.

After Lin Yang saw this person, he was also shocked in his heart.

He didn't even see how this man got here?

And when Lin Yang's divine sense swept over this person's body, he was shocked in his heart, this person was a ghost cultivator, and his cultivation had already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Enlightenment Period.

It can be said that he is only one step away from entering the forging period, that is, the transformation period of the Terran monks.

Who is this person?

Could it be that Ziqiong Daojun?

Lin Yang had some doubts in his heart, but he was holding the immortal rope tightly in his hand, as long as this person dared to be unfavorable to him, he would strike first.

At this moment, he opened his mouth and asked: "Who is the senior? The junior has just arrived, and he has never stolen the colorful mixed yuan sand of the senior. ”

Hearing Lin Yang's words, the muscles on this person's face twitched a few times, and he pointed at Lin Yang.

"Of course, the old man is the owner of this place, Ziqiong Daojun.

The little monkey who rang the bell just now was transformed by the colorful mixed element sand, and if you absorbed all the colorful light, you naturally stole the old man's colorful mixed element sand.

What the old man didn't expect was that this time Jin Zhong Jingyuan was only opened for you.

And the old man also sensed that three of my palace envoys died, and one was captured by you.

With you, a Terran monk in the middle of the Yudan period, it is indeed not easy to be able to kill my three palace envoys at the same time.

However, the Colorful Mixed Yuan Sand must be returned to the old man, and now the old man will refine you. ”

After this person finished speaking, he raised a hand and pointed at Lin Yang.