The two black-clothed monks who were intercepted by Lin Yu chuckled in their hearts, secretly screaming that it was not good! They turned their backs to the people behind them as if they were being targeted by a vicious snake, and their backs were cold.

It's not that they're cowardly, it's that they're facing a monk in the early stage of the foundation building period! Although both of them are already monks at the eighth level of the innate realm, this cultivation can also be said to be in the middle and upper layers above this Xianlin Town, but the difference in strength between the foundation building stage and the innate realm is as huge as a moat.

"Isn't it just the foundation building period? What's the big deal! Our cave master is a hundred times stronger than him!"

"You say, let's run away, or we'll die!" said another monk.

"If we leave, what will happen to the stupid boy of the Fang family?!

Lin Yu was still chattering when he saw that the two demon paths in front of him were in danger, and he angrily reprimanded, "You two are really vain cultivators, and you actually escaped in front of hundreds of ordinary people!

As soon as Lin Yu's words provoked, hundreds of civilians around him suddenly laughed and flipped back and forth, making fun of the two useless demon paths, making them laugh so much that their faces were blue and white.

"And you!Don't want to run around!I'll trouble you later!" Lin Yu controlled the flying sword and suspended it in the air, his body was shocked, and Fang Dashao, who had quietly jumped off the sedan chair not far from his feet, was suddenly pressed to the ground by the invisible gas, unable to move.

"Boy, you're just stronger than us!If you have the same cultivation as us, don't you want us to be tortured and killed?!" A black-clothed monk turned pale with anger at Lin Yu's face, and said angrily.

"That's the case, you two go up together, and I won't move either hand!" Lin Yu said proudly with his hands behind his back.

The two demons glanced at each other, and they both had a successful expression, as if Lin Yu in front of them was just a fool. The corners of their mouths showed a hint of violence, and they said, "What you said is true? As a decent person, you can't talk nonsense!"

"That's a trick of your demons, and we decent monks really don't care about it. Lin Yu put his hands behind his back, controlling the Golden Essence Streamer Sword, leaping several times in the air, like a god.

"Oh my God, that little immortal master is too rampant, isn't it? he even wants to fight two opponents without using his hands!" The civilians watching the battle below were noisy, all shocked by Lin Yu's actions.

"He thinks he is really a god!" A young man pouted and looked at Lin Yu with disdain, as if he was a boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

Some people applauded Lin Yu warmly, but some people were quite optimistic about Lin Yu, thinking that he was just a show. However, even so, the battle between Lin Yu and the two demon paths continued!

A hundred meters away, the two black-clothed monks stood not far from the golden spirit palm that Lin Yu cast.

"Since you're going to die, then we're welcome!" The voice as dark as ice sounded slowly, and there were still shadows of those two demon monks in the same place!

Lin Yu put his hands behind his back, and stabbed towards the right rear with his flying sword, and said loudly at the same time, "Here!"

"Sting!"

A stream of black blood burst out in the air, as if a blood mark had suddenly appeared in the void!

"It is worthy of being a monk in the foundation building period, and the spiritual sense is really strong!" said the black-clothed monk who was stabbed in a cold voice, "But our strength is not only that!"

As he spoke, he nodded slowly to the other companion, and the two of them actually sealed their hands at the same time, and a blood-colored vortex suddenly appeared on their chests! Bursts of bloody and violent aura came out of it, as if the vortex was communicating with the Nine Hells!

"You think that we are just two ordinary innate realm eighth layer demon daos, but you don't know that this is just our superficial strength, and our true strength is still deeply hidden!" the two evil cultivators shouted in unison, and an aura full of weird, bloodthirsty and other negative emotions emanated from them, and even Lin Yu was affected by it!

"Iron Armored Corpse, come out and enjoy your food!" the two black-clothed monks roared with their hands to the sky, looking up to the sky, like demon gods. The red vortex was already hanging above their heads, and a long-lasting aura came from it!

"Roaring ——!"

Two beast-like roars came from the two red swirls, and then a strange black hand with sharp claws stretched out from the whirlpools!

"Zombies, run!" "Where else could the civilians watching below experience such excitement, they were so frightened that they scattered in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, there was no shadow!

"The Demon Dao, who is good at the art of exorcism, tries to prove the Tao by refining the Supreme Corpse King, and uses the corpse to prove the Dao, hoping that one day, the Peerless Corpse King will fly to the immortal realm!" Lin Yu coldly looked at the two iron-armored corpses below that had come out of the whirlpool, and muttered, "The corpse that has been refined by the essence blood of the body and thousands of poisons has supreme attack power and a thick-skinned body, and it can be called the king of the same level!

Lin Yu let out a loud shout, and swooped down with his flying sword like a rabbit catching eagle!

That was the pure Yang Fire Yuan contained in Lin Yu's body, which had its own heroic and righteous qi and could overcome all evil things in the world! Although his hands could not be sealed, so he could not cast spells, but Lin Yu was still able to use the aura and true yuan in his body.

"Wow ——!!!"

The iron-armored corpse, which was originally extremely violent, was as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and the black human head covered by the blazing fire element was like ice encountering fierce fire, and it melted into fishy black juice in a moment!

"Roar!!

The black-clothed monk who was connected with the heart and blood of the iron-clad corpse spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his face turned pale with a brush.

"You-you're still a pure yang body!" The monk held his undulating chest with one hand, stared resentfully at Lin Yu, who was flying with his hands, and gritted his teeth and said, "However, do you think I can't deal with you?!"

As he spoke, he summoned the whirlpool that was as red as blood and exuded a mysterious aura of old age, and chanted in a distant voice, "I am willing to sacrifice the supreme corpse king that exists in the underworld with my blood! I am willing to become your eternal slave with my body, and step on all obstacles that do not obey you!" Sacrifice ——!!!"

With the chanting of the monk who had destroyed the natal corpse by Lin Yu, the mysterious red vortex above his head was like the mouth of a fierce beast, suddenly magnified several times!

In the flash of red light, the black-clothed monk's originally pale face withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally became like a dried corpse, leaving a layer of blood-colored dry skin!

Then, the torso, the hands, the feet!

A powerful force comparable to the late stage of the foundation building period emanated from the monk who had been transformed into a corpse!

"Ah——!!! what a powerful force!" A hoarse and trembling voice came from the mouth of the corpse, making Lin Yu feel terrified!

That evil cultivator actually changed into a Xuan corpse, and in exchange for cultivation, he increased his life by four levels, and reached the late stage of the foundation building period!

Lin Yu was already preparing to run away, ignoring the other surviving evil cultivator and Fang Dashao, who was still trembling and trembling on the ground by him. That corpse is just a monster with no consciousness, and he only knows how to attack the creatures he sees indiscriminately, as long as he runs away, he naturally doesn't need to worry.

Just when Lin Yu was about to slip away, a slightly playful voice came from behind Lin Yu, which actually made the three people alive present feel like a spring breeze, "Children are playing, just stop when they click, why bother with life and death?!"

Lin Yu followed the prestige, and saw an old Taoist priest in a white robe holding a dust whisk in his hand, riding a crane as white as snow, flying from behind him with a smile.

Since the old Taoist priest appeared, the black-clothed monk's mutation suddenly stopped, and he no longer changed anymore.

"Poor Daozi is a real person, and it is an honor to meet four Taoist friends. Zixu Zhenren shook off the dust, and the crane under his feet landed on the ground quite spiritually.

"In Xia Lin Yu, I've seen a real person!" Lin Yu waved his hands, and suddenly came to his eyes without losing courtesy, not only the subtle Zixu Taoist greetings.

He couldn't see how the cultivation of this virtual real person was, and he definitely had cultivation above the Jindan stage.

Zixu Daoist nodded slightly, ignoring Lin Yu's peeping and the ignorance of Fang Dashao, who was already shocked and didn't know why, and the remaining black-clothed monks.

"That fellow Daoist in black, dare to ask what you call it?" Zixu Zhenren said to the evil cultivator with a smile.

"I'm corpse five, he's corpse six. The blackfriar said with a blank face, and though he was terrified, he was still like wood.

"Okay, it turns out that his name is Corpse Six. His sacrifice was interrupted by Poor Dao, and at this time there is still reason, and Poor Dao wants to accept him as a disciple, I wonder if you will agree?"

Zixu Zhenren didn't care whether the corpse five agreed, and with a move to sweep the dust, the corpse six, whose body had become a mysterious corpse, had shrunk smaller and smaller, and was finally put into his big sleeve.

"What is in the sleeve?!" Lin Yu was shocked in his heart, this thing in his sleeve was only able to be performed by an old monster above the Yuan Infant Stage! In his heart, he finally had a vague understanding of the strength of the Zixu Zhenren, a high-level monk at least the Yuan Infant Stage!

At this moment, two loud and different laughter came from afar! one heroic and rough gave people a sense of intimacy, and the other was grim and cold, giving people a sense of treachery and gloom.

"Zixu old man, you are bullying your juniors again regardless of your identity! It's really disrespectful to the elderly!" A shrill and hoarse laugh like a crow's cry came slowly, thinking that it was an old rival who was familiar with Zixu Zhenren.

"Blood pool old devil, Zixu Zhenren, you two old men don't make noise! Don't be afraid to laugh at your juniors!" a rough voice as loud as thunder rolled in the sky continued.

"Kita Chixiong, you're not right. The old demon of the blood pool and I have always been in the river and not in the well, so how can we be as noisy as children. Zixu Zhenren smiled, and a pair of shining eyes looked at the two figures that shot from afar.

As soon as Zixu Zhenren's voice fell, the two people in the distance had already flashed in front of Zixu Zhenren's eyes like ghosts. A person's long fiery red hair was draped behind him, and a pair of red eyes revealed a cold murderous aura. One person is handsome and extraordinary, and a pair of sword eyebrows show his open-mindedness and heroism.