"Damn it, why did this seal break so quickly?!" The black-robed monk screamed as the ghosts raged.

At this time, a ball of black mist was covered his whole body, and all the ghosts that pounced on him were isolated from the black mist. This was how he could avoid being swept up and eroded by many ghosts. But even so, in addition to the black mist, there were also ghosts rushing towards him in a harsh scream. And the thin layer of black mist became increasingly miserable under the repeated impact of many ghosts.

As the yin spirits were raging, what made the black-robed monk even more desperate was that the blood-colored pagoda at this time had already turned into a hundred feet. Logically speaking, the black-robed monk could already enter the blood-colored pagoda. However, if you want to enter the blood-colored pagoda, you must first dissipate the black fog around you. The black fog dissipated, and the first thing you bear was the numerous numb tingling ghosts. It can be imagined that as long as the black fog dissipated, before the black-robed monk entered the blood-colored pagoda, you will be surrounded by these layers of ghosts.

The terrifying Yin spirit is one aspect, and another aspect is that the blood of heaven is no longer in the arms of the black-robed monk. The seal was suddenly broken before, and the blood of heaven, which was originally in the arms of the black-robed monk, suddenly flew out. Now it is even floating in the air not far from the black-robed monk.

For the black-robed monks, the biggest gain of this trip is this blood of the heavenly way. If they lose this blood of the heavenly way, then this trip to the Divine Sect can be said to be a loss of soldiers and generals and have not gained any benefits. After all, whether it is the talisman paper with the word "tian" written on it that used to fight against Jun Yu and Ling Lin's attacks, or the layer of black fog around them now, they are all extremely precious one-time magic weapons. Even if they have obtained the inheritance of the Third Temple, there are not many such magic weapons that can save one of them at the critical moment. Here, in just a short moment, the black-robed monks used two pieces, which is enough to be considered a waste. However, as long as they can get the blood of the heavenly way, these are nothing.

Although there are many ghosts all over his body now, if he is determined to return to the Blood Pagoda at this time, there is still a way. However, if he has not obtained the blood of the Heavenly Dao, he will never be willing to leave like this. Moreover, at this time, Jun Yu and the other four were tired of dealing with the ghosts that were escaping from all directions, and they had no time to take care of him. He still had a lot of hope to regain this blood of the Heavenly Dao again.

After gritting his teeth, the black-robed monk became ruthless in his heart. Suddenly, the black fog around him dispersed. Although the black fog isolated the ghosts around the black-robed monk, it also restricted the movements of the black-robed monk. At this time, he wanted to take action, so he could only disperse the black fog. However, as the black fog dispersed, many ghosts were like sharks that smelled blood, rushing towards the black-robed monk in a harsh scream, drowning him in the craze of the ghosts.

However, almost when some ghosts were about to touch the black-robed monk's body, a dazzling golden light suddenly swept through the black-robed monk's body.

Silent...

Where the golden light swept by, large patches of ghosts were directly destroyed to the point of being completely destroyed. Such a terrifying speed was much faster than the speed of Jun Yu and the other four in the distance to jointly eliminate the ghosts.

The golden light was dazzling, and there was a familiar terrifying aura scattered everywhere. The eyes of Jun Yu and the other four were once again focused on the black-robed monk. Looking at the black-robed monk who was rushing towards the blood of the heavenly way, Jun Yu suddenly shouted: "Ling Lin, don't let him get that ball of things."

As a large number of Yin spirits overflowed from the blood of the Heavenly Dao, they were originally eroded by the Yin spirits, and only the evil aura was left, a trace of its original aura gradually revealed. Although this aura was still very weak, it had already shown its extraordinaryness.

"It is definitely a great treasure." Jun Yu's eyes flashed. Even if it was an ordinary thing, as long as the monks in black robe wanted to get it, they had to try every means to destroy it. It is not a good thing to gain enemies. Moreover, from the breath revealed by the blood of the heavenly way, it can be seen that this is not an ordinary thing. Even monks in the Immortal Realm will be jealous.

The gray devouring power had covered the entire sky around Ling Lin at some point. The devouring power swept by, and the originally ferocious ghosts screamed again in a shrill voice, and quickly destroyed under the devouring power.

This was actually the second time Ling Lin encountered the Yin Spirit. The first time was Ling Lin encountered in the ancient battlefield in the dark domain. However, Ling Lin only encountered a Yin Spirit, and the Yin Spirit was far less powerful than these Yin Spirits at this time. However, Ling Lin’s strength was also far less powerful than that of today. For Ling Lin at that time, the Yin Spirit he encountered was also extremely powerful. But even so, the Yin Spirit at that time also disappeared quickly under the devouring power of Ling Lin, just like a large number of Yin Spirits that are now dying.

"Is Yin Ling?" A strange look appeared on Ling Lin's face. For ordinary monks, Yin Ling is an extremely terrifying creature. Because they can live in it, they can even erode the original soul and will of the monks and turn them into nutrients for their own growth. However, for Ling Lin, this Yin Ling is the nutrient for his devouring power. Under the sweeping of the power of devouring, large pieces of Yin Ling died. The speed of death was even comparable to the dazzling golden light emitted from the black-robed monk's body.

The large block of Yin Spirit disappeared, but soon, as Jun Yu's loud shout came, Ling Lin's eyes paused, and he turned his attention to the black-robed monk who was emitting golden light and quickly swept towards a scarlet object in the air.

"It's about to get it." A hint of joy flashed across the face of the black-robed monk. Although he used a powerful treasure again to disperse the surrounding ghosts, there was no pain in the face of the black-robed monk at this time, because he was about to get the blood of the heavenly way. As long as he got the blood of the heavenly way, he could leave this place immediately. This trip could come to an end successfully.

However, at this moment, a vast gray wave of air suddenly swept over, and the wave of air was boundless, like a huge wave, directly obscuring the black-robed monk's vision and rushed towards him, like a huge wave in the sea.

"Get out!" The golden light in his body flashed violently, and the terrifying aura was like a sharp knife, inserted hard into the rushing gray air wave.

Hiss...

A harsh sound like a dull knife cutting flesh rang out continuously. After about a moment of this harsh sound, the huge wave in front of the black-robed monk finally disappeared. However, along with this gray wave, there was also the blood of the heavenly way that was already in front of him!

In front of Ling Lin, the scarlet blood of the Heavenly Dao was quietly suspended. At this time, a large number of ghosts were still surging out from the blood of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, even Ling Lin did not dare to hold this blood of the Heavenly Dao in his hand. However, it did not touch his body. In addition, there was a large amount of devouring power surrounding the blood of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, the evil spirits scattered from the blood of the Heavenly Dao did not affect Ling Lin at all. Instead, they turned into nutrients for the devouring power amid the constant screams.

"What is this?" Ling Lin kept looking at the blood of the Heavenly Dao. Because the blood of the Heavenly Dao was full of ghosts, Ling Lin could not detect it with his spiritual sense.

"This breath..." Suddenly, Ling Lin's eyes condensed. A large amount of ghosts ran out of the blood of the Heavenly Dao, which gradually revealed a trace of its original breath. Although this breath was still minimal at this time, Ling Lin still felt it keenly.

"The Way of Heaven!" Suddenly, Ling Lin suddenly spoke and spit out two words.

Just as Ling Lin said the "Dao of Heaven", the roar of the black-robed monk came from afar, "Take it for me!" The roar was shocking. At the same time, the dazzling golden light rushed towards Ling Lin like a reduced version of Hao Ri.

Wherever Haori passed, the ghosts along the way were evaporated into nothingness before they even had time to scream. This power was obvious.

"There are so many good things, and I deserve to have obtained the entire Third Temple." Looking at the golden light that was constantly magnifying in my sight, Ling Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. It could be seen that this golden light was not the power of the black-robed monk himself, but was only able to be exerted by borrowing something, and there was also a faint breath of heaven. Obviously, this is the treasure of the Third Temple, and it is also something left specifically for the real inheritors. Even when Ling Lin searched the entire Ninth Temple, he did not find any of this magic weapon.

The huge waves transformed into the devouring power surged towards the rushing black-robed monks again. At the same time, a dazzling purple light suddenly flashed in Ling Lin's hand.

"Slay!" Without thinking too much, the purple blood sword in his hand made a crisp sound of sword sound, and then a sword shadow that was thousands of feet long covered the black-robed monk.

"Hmm?" Ling Lin's expression suddenly changed slightly because he suddenly realized that the Purple Blood Sword at this time was very different from the past.

"This power." Ling Lin paused on the purple sword shadow that was paddled towards the black-robed monk. At this time, the power of the purple blood sword was several times greater than before. And...

"It has actually recovered 60%." Ling Lin said in surprise. The original Purple Blood Sword was only more than 10% of its heyday. But at this time, it had recovered 60% without realizing it.

"Why did you suddenly recover so much? Could it be?" Ling Lin's mind moved and his spiritual sense stumbled towards a place in his body, "It turns out to be so."

The storage bag was empty at this time. The star ruler that was originally lying here could not even be found.

"I actually took the initiative to swallow this star ruler." Ling Lin looked at the Purple Blood Sword in surprise.

At this moment, Ling Lin's face changed, and a powerful soul power suddenly emerged from the Purple Blood Sword.
Chapter completed!