Chapter 135: A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet
Huang Xian's eyes were torn apart, and he wanted to kill all these insects, but at this moment, he was broken into King Kong's body, and he was very injured, and he urgently needed to heal, otherwise his cultivation would fall, so he could only turn a deaf ear. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
After a while, the sound of screaming gradually weakened, and gradually disappeared, leaving only the "gurgling" gnawing sound rising and falling with each other, and the scalp of the listener was numb.
Knowing that those silver guards were dead, Zhang Zun showed a hideous smile on his face and said, "Go ahead, eat that person, his cultivation is higher, and the blood food is even more delicious." ”
Suddenly, on those mutilated corpses, hundreds of golden beetles flew up, "buzzing" with a brutal and bloodthirsty aura, and flew towards Huang Xian, Huang Xian's face suddenly turned pale, he was at the juncture of his work at the moment, unable to move, and couldn't help spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his heart was desperate, and he secretly said that my life is over!
At this time, a purple light flew out of the house, and in an instant, a violent wind swept towards the golden beetles, and suddenly like the autumn wind swept away the leaves, those golden beetles were blown into powder by the purple storm.
An old man with a white beard appeared at the door, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure all over his body, and what was strange was that one of his thighs was gone, and he was standing on one foot at the moment, and his trousers were bloodstained and hanging empty.
The old man was holding a purple fan in his hand, and at the moment he was looking at the Zhangzun group with a gloomy face, not threatening but angry.
"Your Excellency!"
Huang Xian couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the old man, and he was about to get up.
"You are loyal, the old man naturally knows, don't speak, take this drop of blood mulberry wine, and heal your wounds with all your might!"
Lord Lin Ren nodded, stopped Huang Xian from getting up, he took out the blood mulberry wine from the storage bag, took out a drop and gave it to Huang Xian to take, so that he could use it to heal his wounds.
Huang Xian nodded, took the blood mulberry wine as he said, and healed his wounds with all his might.
However, looking at the mutilated corpses all over the ground, Lord Lin Ren's heart was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to peel the other party's skin and bones, and looked at Zhangzun viciously and said: "Zhang Zunbao, you actually dare to use the golden beetle to devour my Yinwei, it's really bold, this is just a lesson for you!"
"Lord Lin Ren, you really broke a thigh, and you still dare to be arrogant in your current appearance! Isn't this purple light fan Chen Wuji's, how can it be in your hands? Destroy my golden beetle, the old man will definitely make him pay!"
Zhangzun's face was extremely ugly, the golden beetle was blown into powder by the storm, which made him slightly injured, mainly because he was distressed about the loss of the golden beetle, these spirit insects were not easy to cultivate, although it was not all of him, but it was enough for him to feel distressed.
The golden beetle is hard, not afraid of most spells, but only has a fear of the wooden magic weapon, this purple light pu fan is rumored to be the ancestor of the Chen family Chen Shu with a leaf on a spiritual root refining, it is a high-grade wood magic weapon, with infinite power, is the natural nemesis of the golden beetle, it suddenly sent out the storm, so that the golden beetle was lost, and the palm was extremely angry in his heart.
"Yes, Deacon Zhang wants to make trouble with me Chen!"
A voice came from inside the room, and Chen Wuji appeared in the doorway, his face blank and his arms empty.
"Hehe, sure enough, your arms are gone, your strength has been lost, and you have taken refuge in Lord Lin Ren, and even the Chen family's supreme treasure purple light pu fan has been dedicated to him, hehe, it seems that you are willing to be a lackey!"
Palm Zun sneered.
"But do you think you can seek peace and stability in this way, not to mention that there are people within your Chen clan who will oppose you, since the old man has come to the door today, it is impossible to let you go, not to mention that you also destroyed my golden beetle, I will make your life worse than death!"
Palm Zun smiled grimly, and threatened Chen Wuji with murderous intent.
Chen Wuji's face changed, but he didn't say much, just snorted coldly.
"Hmph, the three of you dare to come to plot against the old man, even if I lose a thigh, the three of you are not opponents, we will settle this account slowly!"
Lord Lin said without showing weakness.
He changed his words and asked Ding Wei Sen Sensen: "Ding Wei, the old man asked himself if he was not thin on you, why did he betray me?"
Ding Wei was an enemy who met with hatred, and laughed wildly: "Old thief, do you remember the Ding family thirty years ago?"
Lord Lin Ren's face changed, and he quickly remembered some past events in his heart, since he took charge of the Offering Hall of the Drifting Snow Empire, in order to maintain the absolute dignity of the royal family, he brutally suppressed some immortal cultivation families in the territory, either surrendering or perishing.
Many immortal cultivators in the Drifting Snow Empire disrespected orders, and they were all brutally wiped out by his cruel leading monks, among which the Ding family he remembered the most, which was a powerful immortal cultivator family entrenched near Lingwu Mountain in the Drifting Snow Empire.
In the entire Drifting Snow Empire, the strength is second only to the royal family.
Originally, because he was afraid of the strength of the Ding family, Lin Renzhu never made a move, but once he was completely angered, it is rumored that the Ding family once sneaked into the Lingwu Mountain Range to search for the cave left by the ancient monks, and successfully opened the cave mansion and obtained many magic weapons, pills, and exercises.
Lingwu Mountain was once a place for many monks to practice countless years ago, and naturally left many caves, and Lord Lin Ren naturally knew it, but since the Lin family was in charge of the entire continent, the Lingwu Mountain Range had become a forbidden place for the worship hall of the Drifting Snow Empire, and no one was allowed to enter without permission, not to mention obtaining the treasures in the Ancient Monk's Cave Mansion, which was undoubtedly a violation of the bottom line.
The Ding family did this, which was naturally intolerable to Lord Lin Ren, and he was even more afraid that their strength would increase greatly after obtaining many treasures, and their strength would surpass that of the Offering Hall after many years, so they joined forces with the Xueyue Empire Offering Hall, and thirty years ago, they destroyed the Ding family overnight and obtained countless treasures.
Among them, the most valuable are the two puppet dolls, which can change the life of the monk, how can Lord Lin Renzhu remember this matter clearly.
"Ding Wei, Ding Wei..... it turns out that you are the remnant of the Ding family back then, no wonder, no wonder.... I destroy your whole clan, you naturally hate me, the old man never thought that the Ding clan would escape from your evil seed back then, and also mixed into the worship hall, the funny thing is that the old man didn't see through it, and he trusted you very much, let you be in a high position, and let you be the leader of Jinwei..... you have been forbearance all these years It's really a good intention!"
Lord Lin said with some incredulity.
"Old thief, there are more things you can't think of, you know these two, you can't imagine that they used to be disciples of my Ding clan, my father's disciple back then, because he was sent by my father to go outside for training, he escaped by luck, fifteen years ago I recognized the two senior brothers in this Xingyue Lake, this is the heaven will not destroy my Ding clan, today I want to slash you, the old thief, blood debt and blood repayment!"
Ding Wei laughed, with madness in his laughter.
Sure enough, Lord Lin Ren's face changed, it was very ugly, this result was completely unexpected by him, he was still guessing that the reason why Zhangzun and the blood-surnamed monk joined forces was nothing more than for tomorrow's Spirit Tide, or Lingwu Mountain, to gain greater benefits after hurting himself.
But he never expected that these two were actually disciples of the Ding family back then, which made him a little surprised.
However, some of the things that he had been suspicious of in his heart suddenly appeared, and his heart moved, and he asked, "So, Deacon Lin Xuefeng and the unintentional scattered people of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance were killed by the three of you?"
"Yes, old thief, I know you've been suspicious, but there's no evidence, you're going to die anyway today, so what's the point of telling you!"
Ding Wei replied with a smug face, not denying it at all, as long as he made this old thief miserable, he would be happy.
"And so it was!"
Lord Lin Ren was confirmed, he immediately gritted his teeth, and an irrepressible anger surged up in his heart, one of these two people was the ancestor of the Lin family in the worship hall of the Snow Moon Empire, and the other was his friend when he was a teenager, the two were killed, he didn't want to avenge them all the time, but he had no evidence and couldn't find the murderer.
Now Ding Wei admits that his anger is about to explode, and these people will definitely die, he swears in his heart.
"Okay! It seems that you want to kill me today, and the position of the deacon of the worship hall of the Drifting Snow Empire also wants Ding Wei to inherit it! Dare to usurp the power of my Lin clan and kill my friend, this kind of deep hatred, I have to refine your soul for a hundred years, and you must not die well, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Lord Lin Ren exuded a rolling murderous aura all over his body, and a huge spiritual pressure filled the entire courtyard, like an angry lion, about to launch a bloody attack.
"Don't talk nonsense, old thief, today you have no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the ground, suffer death!"
Ding Wei shouted fiercely, glanced at the palm and the monk surnamed Blood, and waved the fiery red sword, about to rush forward.
The palm lord and the monk surnamed Blood also knew the power of Lord Lin Ren, and did not dare to slack off, and at the same time rushed towards Lord Lin Ren, and at the same time did not forget to order his monks to besiege together.
"Hehe, depending on how many people are, how can the old man not be prepared!"
Lord Lin Ren waved the purple light fan hard, and suddenly a strong wind fanned towards everyone, and while they resisted, Lord Lin Ren took out a longbow from the storage bag, and took out a strangely shaped bone arrow, pulled it into a full circle and shot it into the air.
"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet!"
"Huh!", the bone arrow exploded in the air in an instant, and a cyan skeleton loomed in the void for a long time.
"This old thief is summoning people!"
The blood-surnamed monk suddenly lost color and shouted, they originally had the upper hand in numbers, if this Lin Ren Lord was really prepared, then there was no way to go to heaven to come to a counter-encirclement.
This night attack was simply unsmooth to the extreme, it seemed that everything was under the control of the other party, and he was confident, and the blood monk was extremely uneasy in his heart.
Ding Wei was also a little surprised, he didn't quite believe that Lord Lin Ren still had reinforcements at this moment, did he want to attract the attention of the four great immortal cultivation families and let them come to the rescue? This is unlikely, even if they come to investigate, in the face of their three parties being so strong, they will not work for Lord Lin Ren at all without enough benefits.
Ding Wei sneered: "Don't be deceived by this old thief, make a fool of yourself, give me death!"
With a loud shout, Ding Wei sacrificed the fire spirit sword in his hand and slashed towards Lord Lin Ren quickly.
At this time, Zhangzun also threw the snake staff in his hand into the air, and a spiritual energy hit it, and the snake staff actually came to life, instantly turning into a dark blue python and strangled towards Lord Lin Ren.
The blood-surnamed monk was startled at first, but at this moment he also returned to his normal color, took out a blood-colored long knife, exuding an astonishing cold aura, held it with both hands, and slashed forward fiercely, and a huge crescent sword qi quickly broke through the air and slashed away.
The three late-stage cultivators shot with all their might, the power was extraordinary, and the three magic weapons attacked together, even the previous Huang Xian did not dare to resist, and Lord Lin Ren fell into a desperate situation in an instant.