"If you still don't believe me, I swear by my heart if..."

The monk surnamed Li, who was still reprimanding him just now, struggled for a while, and hurriedly interrupted the monk surnamed Li's next words, his eyes flashed with a strange color, and he agreed: "In this case, I am willing to take out the soul in my hand and let the senior brother refine it, and I believe that the senior brother's person is the same family, and this approach will inevitably make others look down on our blood alliance." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After this man finished speaking, he quietly signaled to the monk who had just reprimanded him, and when the latter woke up, he nodded with a grateful expression.

Then he turned around, swept the hesitant crowd, and said: "I am also willing to take out the souls in my pan, as long as I can catch the blood devouring Ling Lin Yang, it will be more than a loss, as long as I catch this sea man and lose a few hundred souls, what is the matter, when the time comes, I will return to the sect to resume my life, what will I not get?"

...........

Although Lin Yang sensed that the disc behind him was getting farther and farther away from him, he still flew cautiously, in his mind, it was best if that group of people didn't chase after him, if he chased them, he would be seriously injured, and he would also use the three-eyed spiritual sense collision to kill them. Anyone who is always entangled will be angry, let alone him who has fallen into such a situation.

For a long time, from sensing to the crazy cultivation of the Dantian Linghai all the way and entering the forbidden land, the fate of the weak has been changed, and he has fought against countless monks with his own strength, and his name has also started from here, and he is well known.

When he came out of the forbidden land, in the face of the still changing world of immortal cultivation and the pursuit of countless people, Lin Yang did not change color, and faced it indifferently, and even made all the young monks of Xizhou remember that there was a monk named Lin Yang in the Chen'an country, and since then there has been a strong enemy in the immortal cultivation world that attracts attention.

Even some hidden families and sects knew about this junior monk who had gained fame.

But what they paid attention to was not Lin Yang's hard work and unwillingness, but what they cared about was the treasure on his body, which was related to how Lin Yang relied on from a weak person to a strong man.

Everyone understands the truth of his guilt, and Lin Yang also understands it, but to survive, he can't give up, and he is even more unwilling to give up, which makes Lin Yang's personality change greatly, and now as long as he sees Lin Yang's monks in the immortal cultivation world, they are chasing and killing him by virtue of cultivation, which makes his personality become colder and colder from then on, and killing people has become so simple in his impression.

It is precisely because Lin Yang's hands are stained with more and more blood that his road from now on is becoming more and more difficult to walk, and even the catastrophe is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and he is condemned by the way of heaven, the road is full of loneliness and loneliness, if he doesn't still have an obsession in his heart, I'm afraid that he can't bear it.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yang always kept himself vigilant, this kind of thing that chased and killed him every time his identity was discovered, made him angry.

Suddenly, the disc magic weapon appeared in the range of spiritual sense exploration, and the monk standing on it, Lin Yang frowned, his face was gloomy, and there was a cloud of anger in his heart, which made him want to roar.

"Senior Brother Li, look!"

A monk standing in front of the disc exclaimed, his cultivation was the highest among all except for the monk surnamed Li, because the monk surnamed Li wanted to refine the soul of the dead, so let him explore for the time being.

The monk surnamed Li opened his eyes, looked over, then nodded, and continued to urge the disc to fly forward.

Seeing the other party doing this, Lin Yang stopped in the air and had no intention of escaping again.

"Senior Brother Li, he has stopped when he found us, you see?"

The monk surnamed Li ignored the monk with a flattering face, he was not blind, he had already seen it, although he didn't know what attention the other party had hit, but he had to get the treasures and people on the other party, so he simply controlled the magic weapon, stopped in the air, and looked over without fear of Lin Yang's cold gaze.

"Your perseverance really impresses me, this time, there are two people who have died in my hands, and you still dare to chase after you, aren't you afraid that you are the third?"

Listening to Lin Yang's disdainful words, the monk surnamed Li snorted coldly: "The treasure on your body, we are bound to get it, I advise you not to struggle, what you have ended up with now, it can be described as a mouse that everyone shouts and beats, not to mention that we have no ability, will we come to chase you?"

"That's it, our Senior Brother Li has already refined the spirit pan into an immortal king pan, I see how arrogant you are!"

After this person finished speaking, he looked at the monk surnamed Li flatteringly, but the chill on the other party's face made him overwhelmed, and he hurriedly lowered his head, unable to understand what he said wrong.

"Do you have your share here? Hmph, idiot. ”

The monk surnamed Li looked at the talkative monk angrily.

"Immortal Pan?"

Lin Yang frowned and muttered, he had heard of and seen the Revenant Pan, this Immortal King Pan, if his guess was right, it should be a more powerful existence than the Lingpan, and the number of Revenant Souls in the Pan should reach thousands, thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly say: "What about the Immortal King Pan, do I still devour less Revenant Souls?" ”

He had already made up his mind to pay attention, as long as the other party cast a spell and released a thousand souls, he would hit it with his three-eyed spiritual sense, even if he hurt his heart for this, he would kill this group of people who annoyed him.

"What are you thinking about?" Monk Li looked at Lin Yang with a confident expression, as if Lin Yang had been caught by him.

Lin Yang didn't speak, squinted his eyes at the other party for a while, and then fell to the bottom of the sea.

"Senior Brother Li, you see, he is really ready to surrender! Senior Brother Li is really..."

When this person wanted to continue, he saw the monk surnamed Li staring at him, and he was so frightened that he quickly shut up, and couldn't help cursing the other party in his heart, and he was even more unhappy, regretting why he had just agreed to take the soul of the dead in the pan to him.

The monk surnamed Li turned his head and ignored the other party, and then controlled the spirit attraction plate like Lin Yang, falling from the sky.

Seeing the other party jump off the disc and put away this treasure, Lin Yang snorted coldly, condensed the lightsaber, and pointed at the sword.

"Why do you have to be like this, as long as you tie your hands, I promise to save your life, what do you think?" The monk surnamed Li looked at the other party with the murderous intent in his heart.

"Noise!"

Lin Yang snorted coldly, without thinking about it, he instantly condensed the spiritual sense giant sword, divided into thirteen paths, and under the control of his mind, he rushed towards the other party.

Looking at Lin Yang's cold appearance of pointing his sword at him, the face of the monk surnamed Li became gloomy, he didn't expect Lin Yang to be so ignorant of life and death, and he wanted to mock a few words, but at this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart, which instantly made his alarm clock tingle for a while, and his heart was pounding at this one.

"Not good, Psionic Attack!"

The monk surnamed Li hurriedly summoned the Immortal King Pan and stood on the ground, his heart was ruthless, afraid that he would not have time to cast the magic seal, so he directly burned the power of the soul and urged the soul of the Pan to come out and protect him.

As for the others, he didn't even think about the other party's life or death, in his plan, it was to let Lin Yang kill them, and he would get the treasures on his body by grabbing Lin Yang, as long as he did it cleanly, even if he was a sect elder, he couldn't find it.

And the other monks because they took out the soul of the dead in the pan, and the monk surnamed Gong Li refined, they had been devoured by the dead soul and were seriously injured, and the cultivation took a step back, how could they resist the attack of the spiritual sense, even if there was no incident just now, they didn't have any magical secret methods to protect, which couldn't help but make them look frightened, trembling all over, and their faces were full of pale color.

When they reacted, they saw that the monk surnamed Li only protected himself, not them, and the look on his face became vicious when the spiritual sense giant sword had been immersed in his mind, and all this happened almost instantly, as their hearts shattered, their twelve figures bled and fell to the ground one after another.

And the spiritual consciousness giant sword in the middle, when it actually touched the dead soul, it was like entering the water, and it was swallowed up without even a trace of ripples, and the monk surnamed Li, who sensed this scene, had turned into a surprise with a miserable white and frightened look on his face, as the sect elder said, the spirit pan advanced to the immortal king pan, and it had the power to devour the spiritual sense.

After all, he hadn't seen whether the Immortal King Pan was what the Protector Sect Elder said, so he was still very scared, but after this incident, he had more confidence in killing Lin Yang, because at this time, he saw that the corners of Lin Yang's mouth had overflowed with blood.

The word "backlash" appeared in Lin Yang's heart, and he himself never thought that there would be a revenant soul who could devour spiritual sense.

When he fought with the blood alliance before, because the other party was protected by a strange treasure, he was counterattacked, and this time it was because of the immortal king Pan, which made him feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart, especially Taihuang warned himself not to let himself be hit with the three-eyed spiritual sense again, otherwise it would cause the entire mind to collapse, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially the aura of cultivation overflowing from the other party's body surprised Lin Yang even more, although there was such a fierce treasure as the blood-colored sword, but it was a bargaining chip for his life, unless it was absolutely necessary, he would never dare to use it indiscriminately, if the spiritual power in his body was instantly drained due to the blood-colored sword, at that time, when he met the monk who was chasing him, he would definitely die, and he would not even have a chance to run.

"How does it feel to be devoured? Isn't it very painful and uncomfortable, like someone slapping a sledgehammer on the chest? haha..."

After the monk surnamed Li finished speaking, he didn't give Lin Yang any chance to react, and hurriedly put his hands together, and quickly punched out dozens of magic seals, and the immortal king pan standing on the ground rushed out of the dense black soul, like a flood that was pulled out, instantly filling the entire deep sea, like a black cloud, shrouding a radius of a thousand meters.

Lin Yang wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his expression was cold, he lifted his sword and stuck it on the ground, and a huge strange wind accompanied by a strange aura suddenly rose, not only the seaweed that was blowing swayed again and again, but even the clothes and long hair of the two of them also danced wildly.

The monk surnamed Li snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Lin Yang did not hesitate, withdrew his spiritual sense, raised his sword and rushed forward quickly, and in his mind, the pain caused by the backlash was also slowly healed by the Taihuang Secret Technique.

At the same time, the monk surnamed Li shouted: "Ning!" (to be continued.) )