"Everyone, this is obviously a trap, Lin Han's demon must want us to fight in the nest, and then he can take advantage of the chaos to escape!" Lin Han's face was as pale as gold paper, and he said strongly.

"Brother Li, since you have a clear conscience, I happen to have a soul measuring bead here, do you dare to give it a try?"

Yu Weiran fell from the air with his hands behind his back, blocking Lin Han's other side, and asked with a chuckle, his tone unhurried.

Everyone quite tacitly besieged Lin Han in groups, although they didn't make a move, but the spiritual power was brewing wildly, as long as they made a move, it would be a landslide and a crack.

"Hehe, why don't you dare!"

Lin Han's face shook, and he forced a smile on his face, only to feel a chill from head to toe, it was the breath of death.

With his current state, he has absolutely no ability to suppress the unjust soul, and once he is illuminated by the soul test bead, I am afraid that there is really only a dead end waiting for him.

"Damn, what should I do, how did Zhang Yuanhao find me?"

Lin Han looked at Yu Weiran and slowly took out a dusty bead from the storage ring, feeling like the shadow of death enveloping it inch by inch, and his body was tense.

Yu Weiran beckoned, and the beads flew up and floated in the air, just as they were waiting for it to release its brilliance and shine on Lin Han, the latter finally couldn't help it, and a layer of blood-colored flames swayed on the surface of his body, and he actually decisively activated the secret method again to burn the essence blood.

You must know that it has not been ten days since Lin Han last urged the secret method to burn essence blood, and he has not even recovered from the injuries in his body, and he is ready to react, so burning essence blood in such a situation is completely fighting for his life.

Even if he survives in the end, he will most likely be a wasted person, and he will not be able to advance an inch for the rest of his life.

"Hmph, it's you!"

Seeing this, Yu Weiran showed a look in his eyes that was really like this, his palm was flat, and a thin needle of cow hair appeared, if it were not for a little halo reflection, it would be almost impossible to see its trace.

At the same time, all the cultivators present moved, among which Xu Weihong and Mu Jianying, who were still in the late stage of foundation building, were the most violent.

For a while, the sword light, the sword light, the golden glow of the fire shadow, and the strong fluctuations escaped, and the people present obviously showed their housekeeping skills and greeted Lin Han.

Mu Jianying took the lead, and the three spiritual weapons and long swords behind him were arranged in the shape of "Pin", and a layer of brilliance swayed on the surface, drifting uncertainly, but the fierce sword intent was omnipresent, and everywhere the sword went, there was an invisible sword light.

Xu Weihong slapped the ground, and the branches like dead trees drilled out like sharp claws, and in an instant, he grabbed Lin Han's ankle standing on the rock of the cave, and let the layer of blood flame on the surface of his body burn, but it did not show the slightest scorched black state.

Yu Weiran was the most bizarre, only to see his palm fluttering, and the shining cold cow hair needles suddenly turned into two, two into four, and in one breath, it was densely covered with a small half of the ground hole space like a starry sky, and with a wave of his big hand, he shot towards Lin Han.

"Death to me!"

Lin Han was grabbed by Xu Weihong's secret method, unable to move, and couldn't help but let out a strange roar, which was directly shocked in the sea of cultivation knowledge, causing boundless shocks.

Poof!

In an instant, several monks in the early stage of foundation building spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their momentum withered, and one or two monks in the middle stage of foundation building also turned a little pale, obviously injured by this strange secret method of directly attacking the sea of knowledge.

However, in the midst of this lightning and fire, the offensive that the cultivators were brewing had also arrived.

The first is Mu Jianying's invisible sword intent, mysterious and mysterious, but the power is amazing, the three flying swords are in the shape of "pin", the sword aura is pervasive, the hole is plowed out of countless deep traces, and Lin Han in the burning blood flame naturally bears the most sword intent.

A trace of despair and madness flashed in Lin Han's eyes, and he stretched out his hands covered with blood flames, and between his palms, it seemed that the color of gold and iron spread, and he grabbed the two long swords that came on, and the remaining golden long sword was unstoppable, and he went straight to the door of his face, but he saw him open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of fishy black gas, and when his head was poured on the high-level spiritual weapon, the latter suddenly lost his spirituality, and staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ah, my Golden Dragon Sword!"

Mu Jianying suffered a blow from Lin Han's secret method, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and now he saw that the spiritual strength of the Golden Dragon Sword, the natal spiritual weapon he had carefully refined, was greatly damaged, and he was even more in severe pain, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop overflowing.

Not far away, after Lin Han entered the sword empty-handed, he only felt an invisible sharp intent crisscrossing and shut, unstoppable, and countless fine blood mouths were instantly broken on his body, blood beads splashed out, and the two long swords in his hands were even more spiritual, clanging, almost wanting to break free from his hands.

"Hahaha, I think I, Lin Han, have been in the Northern Regions for decades, and now I am planted in your hands, ridiculous, ridiculous!" Lin Han suddenly let out a burst of wild laughter, "Zhang Yuanhao, don't hide, I know you must be hiding around here and want to make a profit, haha, don't you think, you ...... Give me all the funeral with me!"

Before he could finish speaking, his form, which burned with terrible blood flames, was drowned out by the roaring light of fire and the phantom of the magic weapon in the sky, and the sound was mixed with the roar of explosions that echoed in the hollow of the ground.

"Not dead yet?"

A trace of fear flashed in Yu Weiran's eyes, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, obviously he was injured by Lin Han's soul secret method.

Swish!

Just when the monks present did not dare to make a sound, waiting for the smoke to clear, a figure in black armor suddenly appeared in front of the crowd and shot quickly towards the place where Lin Han was standing.

Everyone didn't react at all, and they saw the black figure flying sword, and the golden mangs around him were surging, like a golden general in armor on the battlefield, invincible and invincible.

"Zhang!Yuan!Hao!"

A terrible roar of extreme resentment sounded, like a demon crawling out of the Nine Shadows, almost devouring people, and all the cultivators present felt chills down their spines when they heard it.

On the other hand, the figure in black armor in mid-air was also Zhang Yuanhao, but he didn't care at the moment, stretched out his hand, and the vague flying sword in mid-air shot out a blood-colored thunder with the thickness of a thumb, intertwined into a huge thunder net, covering the sky, his fingertips were golden, and a three-inch-long golden sword light was condensed, and he felt that it was sharp and dazzling at a glance.

The smoke cleared, revealing a mess, but everyone present couldn't help but gasp at a glance.

The place where Lin Han was imprisoned had already turned into a scorched black pit at this moment, but there was a white figure kneeling in it, looking at it, it was a skeleton as white as jade, a layer of transparent skin was tightly attached to the bone, and the organs and blood vessels that were pulsating slightly under the bones could be clearly seen.