"Disease" Yang Lin shouted, and then thirty-six flying swords drilled into Wen Yixin's body, although Wen Yixin's body was extremely hard, and the wooden sword only drilled into Wen Yixin's skin two inches, but this was enough, Wen Yixin was hit by Yang Lin's divine thorn, and now he was still in confusion, and the headache of Wen Yixin didn't know what Yang Lin was talking to.

"Right now, use spiritual power to pull out his divine bloodline" Lao Jiu roared in Yang Lin's sea of knowledge, "Got it", Yang Lin responded to the sentence and then urged the spiritual power in his body, using the wooden sword as the carrier to pull the blood in Wen Yixin's body, at this time Wen Yixin was still holding his head and rolling, Yang Lin had already pulled out a trace of pure golden blood from his body, and Wang Feiteng under the arena saw this just thinking that Wen Yixin had been slightly injured and shed some blood.

"Ugh" Wen Yixin slowly regained his consciousness, and at this time, Yang Lin had already withdrawn most of the blood of the Protoss in his body, after Wen Yixin woke up, he felt a strong sense of exhaustion and weakness, and then he found the thirty-six flying swords that Yang Lin inserted in his body, although he didn't know what Yang Lin wanted to do, but a burst of fear rose in his heart, and he had an intuition to tell him that these thirty-six flying swords were not a good thing, and they were definitely not as simple as just injuring himself.

"Get out of here!" asked Yixin with a loud roar and stretched out his big hand to pull these flying swords out of his body, but after he grabbed a flying sword, there was a sharp pain in a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground in pain, "What the hell are you?" asked Yixin on his knees and saw the pure golden blood flowing out of himself, and finally asked in fear.

"You'll know soon" Yang Lin returned, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the golden blood continued to flow out of Wen Yixin's body, "Ahhhh Wen Yixin didn't dare to pull out the flying sword on his body again, he could only roar, but the fatigue of Wen Yixin became stronger and stronger, and asked Yixin to see that his body was getting smaller and smaller, and finally recovered the size of his human body, and finally he was exhausted to the extreme and fell unconscious on the arena, and Yang Lin also took back his flying sword, and then took out a jade bottle to collect the golden blood that flowed out of Wen Yixin, Yang Lin's behavior of collecting blood puzzled many monks, because it is extremely normal for many body cultivators to cultivate their physical bodies to a certain level and then their blood is transformed into gold, just like Zen Buddhism's Zhangba golden body is cultivated to the extreme, and the body is like a pure gold Buddha statue, the blood is even more dazzling.

"The Flying Sword Pavilion lost" Wang Feiteng saw that Wen Yixin was already unconscious on the arena, and finally stood up and said this, because at this time, Wen Yixin no longer had any ability to resist, if Yang Lin wanted to kill Wen Yixin, it could be said that it was as easy as a hand, although Wang Feiteng was sure that Yang Lin did not dare to kill Wen Yixin to destroy the relationship between Luoxi Sect and Flying Sword Pavilion, but it was also extremely embarrassing to stand up and not admit defeat.

Yang Lin heard Wang Feiteng's voice admitting defeat and saw that his flying sword was put into the dantian, this battle Yang Lin defeated Wen Yixin, Bai Zixu naturally wanted to fulfill his promise and no longer oppose Yang Lin and Sun Wujiao's double cultivation, and Yang Lin also got a bottle of almost pure protoss blood, this is a great harvest, pure true spirit blood can be called a priceless treasure, whether it is a sacrificial magic weapon or refining pills and adding some true spirit blood, it will have a strong amplification effect, and even this true spirit can stop bleeding and swallow it can give birth to the monk's body to the realm of King Kong is not bad, of course, the premise is that the monk can resist the huge backlash of the true spirit blood。

Yang Lin arched his hand to the monk in the arena and jumped out of the ring, and then Yang Lin threw a shot at Sun Wujiao, who had tears on his face. I'm fine's eyes, and then Yang Lin left the arena, Yang Lin on the Aoki sword finally didn't have to deliberately suppress his injuries, a mouthful of pitch-black blood spit out from Yang Lin's mouth, and Yang Lin's injuries were not light in the battle with Wen Yixin, at this time, Yang Lin looked at the golden blood in the jade bottle in his hand and smiled slightly, as for how Bai Zixu and the Flying Sword Pavilion could not solve the marriage between Yixin and Sun Wujiao, this is not something Yang Lin needs to care about, anyway, it is impossible for a monk like Bai Zixu to promise Yang Lin something that cannot be done。

After Yang Lin returned to the cave, he sat cross-legged on the futon and began to run the "Ten Thousand Feet Blue Sky Treasure Book" to treat his injuries, Yang Lin treated his injuries while saying to Lao Jiu, "Lao Jiu, what is the use of asking me to collect these bloods?" These blood are very pure true spirit blood, and I don't know how to make the blood of his god clan pure to this extent, the blood of different true spirits has different effects, for example, the blood of the fire phoenix has a powerful healing effect, the blood of the green dragon can make the wood spirit power in the monk's body much more refined, and the blood of the true martial arts can make the monk's body become a real immortal body" Lao Jiu explained to Yang Lin the blood efficacy of various top-level true spirits, and Yang Lin listened to the drooling, " Lao Jiu, which true spirit do you say this blood belongs to?" Yang Lin asked with some eagerness.

"Judging from the changes in Ask Yixin, it should be a kind of powerful true spirit blood, and this true spirit is not the top true spirit of those immortal realms, otherwise, how can Wen Yixin, who has inspired the bloodline of the Protoss, not be your opponent!" After Lao Jiu finished speaking, Yang Lin pursed his lips, obviously Yang Lin didn't think that even if the Protoss bloodline in Wen Yixin's body was the blood of those top true spirits, he would not be the opponent of Wen Yixin.

"Okay, you swallow a drop of blood, don't swallow it in your mouth" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin, "Okay" Yang Lin took out a drop of blood from the jade bottle and dripped it into his mouth, as soon as the blood touched Yang Lin's tongue, Yang Lin was covered as if he was electrocuted, and an extremely huge ability instantly rushed into Yang Lin's body, and the meridians were all supported and painful.

"Spit it out" Lao Jiu shouted, Yang Lin hurriedly spit out the blood in his mouth back into the jade bottle, "It's such a powerful energy, I almost died just by holding this drop of blood, if I swallow it, I'm afraid that it will explode and die in the next breath" Yang Lin thought with some fear.

"Okay, I know what kind of true spirit blood this is" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin, "What is the true spirit?" Yang Lin hurriedly asked, "Optimus Turtle" Lao Jiu said the name of such a true spirit that Yang Lin had never heard of at all, "A Wang Ba's!" Yang Lin couldn't help but scold when he heard it, originally Yang Lin thought it was the blood of a true spirit such as a real dragon and a phoenix, but he didn't expect it to be a turtle's, the turtle was the kind of stupid guy who swallowed slowly in Yang Lin's impression, and the turtle's blood naturally couldn't get Yang Lin's liking.

"What Wang Ba, it's the Optimus Turtle, the body of this Optimus Turtle is extremely hard, and it is a self-healing body, there are many important spiritual mountains in the spirit world, and the secret place is born on the back of the Optimus Turtle, this Optimus Turtle is very large, like a continent, so many spiritual mountains in the Spiritual Realm, the secret land is constantly moving, even in the Immortal Realm, the Optimus Turtle is also carrying many immortal mountains, the task of the Divine Pavilion" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin.

"It turned out to be a coolie," Yang Lin's impression of the Optimus Turtle was even worse now, "What coolie, boy, although you can't use this bottle of blood now, but after a while, with my help, you can use this bottle of blood to refine your body into one of the strongest bodies of the human race in the spirit world" Lao Jiu said to Yang Lin, "Okay, I know, anyway, this thing is useless to me now." Yang Lin put the jade bottle into the mountain and river fan and concentrated on treating the injury, and Lao Jiu saw that Yang Lin didn't like the blood of the Optimus Turtle a little anymore.

At this time, on the flying magic weapon of the Flying Sword Pavilion, Wen Yixin had already sobered up, but he felt a sense of weakness coming from his body, and he didn't even have the strength to lift the sword, "Then Yang Lin must have performed some evil spell on me, that's why I'm like this, this revenge, this hatred I will revenge" Wen Yixin swore in his heart, but what he didn't know was what an important thing he had lost.

And Wang Feiteng looked at Wen Yixin with some concern on the side, now Wen Yixin looks a little decadent, Wang Feiteng doesn't know whether he should tell Wen Yixin about his divorce.