The seventh-level martial arts master who was knocked out was stopped by the rest of his companions on the way down the mountain while retreating.

Apart from the crack in the tiger's mouth and the blood flowing out, and the slight trembling of the whole arm, there seemed to be no serious injuries.

Everyone saw this situation and immediately no longer feared Lin Zhen, an evil immortal whose whole body was soaked in blood.

Almost at the same moment, people before and after Lin Zhen jumped up and attacked him.

Among them, a figure like a fallen leaf, fluttering and flickering, is the most conspicuous.

Rao Lingluo missed the attack just now and had been following Lin Zhen, looking for opportunities. At this time, Lin Zhen's realm level dropped again. With Rao Lingluo's strength, he could vaguely feel that Lin Zhen's aura had declined a lot.

cut.

Although it was not clear what was wrong with this murderous god-like immortal, Rao Lingluo understood the reason to kill him while he was sick.

In a matter of seconds, the sword with its cold light was already at Lin Zhen's side in the blink of an eye.

Lin Zhen turned sideways lightly, and a sharp sword passed right in front of his eyes.

Behind him, another long knife also stabbed through the air.

The person who drew the sword and the one who drew the sword were both masters of the sixth level of martial arts. At this time, the sword was thrust into the air, and he was not impatient. He immediately turned his wrist and changed from stabbing to cutting, one after the other, with the same target, all pointed at Lin Zhen's.

neck.

At the same time, the swords of several other masters attacked Lin Zhen's Dantian, heart, waist and other locations.

Above Lin Zhen, Rao Lingluo floated down with a dagger in his hand, targeting Lin Zhen's Tianling Cap!

Immortal, doesn’t he also have a human character?

As long as you are still human, you will have vital points, bleed, and die!

As a strong man who stands at the top of martial arts, Rao Lingluo knows very well that any immortal is just the Qi in his body. When the jing is pure to a certain extent, his body can be indestructible.

At this time, Lin Zhen's aura was declining, and Rao Lingluo felt that if he gathered all his true energy at the tip of the sword, he might be able to penetrate this immortal's heavenly spirit cap.

But at the next moment, Lin Zhen's performance made Rao Lingluo know that even if the tiger falls in peace, she is not someone she can bully casually.

But all they saw was that Lin Zhen raised his arms at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, punched upward with his left hand, and struck the sword-holder under the armpit. The Pluto Iron kitchen knife in his right hand spun like a lawnmower, and blood instantly flowed out.

Splash!

And his whole body was twisted accordingly, and the swords that stabbed at his vital points seemed to have been programmed by him, all passing by him or piercing the air between his legs.

Rao Lingluo's sword hit in the air, but once again lost its target and landed close to Lin Zhen's shoulder.

Almost at the same time, Rao Lingluo felt a breath of death envelope her.

Without caring much, she thrust a palm towards Lin Zhen. She didn't care whether the palm hit or where it hit, but with the reaction force, she once again floated towards the bottom of the cliff like a fallen leaf!

Almost at the same time that Rao Lingluo floated out, the Mingtie kitchen knife in Lin Zhen's hand swept across the location where she was just now with a sharp blade.

Just a fifth of a second later, Rao Lingluo's body would be split into two!

The sharp sword cut half a circle on the mountain road, cutting off the way up the mountain behind Lin Zhen!

This steep mountaineering road was originally made of solid ice, but now it was cut off, and large chunks of rock-hard ice, mixed with snow, fell down the mountain.

On the winding mountain road below, some unprepared masters were knocked upside down even if they were hit.

Fortunately, because of their strength, they would not be killed on the spot by the ice falling from such a height.

However, there are still some unlucky people who accidentally fell off the cliff because their feet slipped while avoiding the ice...

The expert who was punched in the armpit by Lin Zhen had his entire arm broken and blood spurted out!

Lin Zhen stepped forward, and using the momentum, he rushed forward quickly, not caring about how many enemies were ahead.

Supporting the master with a broken arm, Lin Zhen walked three or four meters away, and the enemy in front came to attack him again.

Lin Zhen flipped his right hand over and held the handle of the Mingtie kitchen knife with his backhand, his sword intent reappearing!

The sky was filled with sword light, and where Lin Zhen had said, the mountain road collapsed, leaving criss-cross knife marks on the mountain wall.

The broken limbs fell down the cliff like rain. Lin Zhen kept moving forward with his knife, and pushed forward another hundred meters!

Originally, Lin Zhen was calculating every step he took, but as he advanced, the familiar dizziness hit him again!

Lin Zhen was still swinging the knife when he suddenly staggered and fell directly onto the mountain road that was stained scarlet with blood.

Lin Zhen's face fell into the snow. The blood cakes that were melted by the blood and quickly cooled by the ice below entered Lin Zhen's nasal cavity. The smell of blood stimulated him to wake up suddenly from dizziness.

Come around.

Before Lin Zhen made any move, he only felt a stinging pain in his back.

He held the cold mountain road with his left hand and suddenly bounced up!

"ah!"

Taking advantage of Lin Zhen's fall, he stabbed Lin Zhen in the back of the heart with a sword. The dagger penetrated half an inch. Rao Lingluo was pleasantly surprised. She wanted to seize this opportunity and pierce the immortal's body with a sword.

But the immortal who was lying on the ground like a dead dog suddenly jumped up!

Rao Lingluo was worthy of being a strong man in the ninth level of martial arts. His reaction was extremely fast. He immediately repeated his old trick and relied on the reaction force to dodge backwards like a falling leaf.

After Lin Zhen stood up, his realm level dropped again. This time, the originally natural soul had shrunk and became an embryo again in Lin Zhen's ocean of consciousness.

Lin Zhen could feel that it was not that his soul had completely degraded, but that the power that originally belonged to him had been compressed into a tiny core, hidden inside the embryo of the soul, but he could not mobilize it.

Lin Zhen took a deep breath, feeling the bloody and cold air entering his lungs, and his whole body suddenly felt like he was in another world.

In my mind, I vaguely remembered what I saw and heard on the top of the mountain not long ago.

Lin Zhen climbed up the 10,000-meter Tianjian Mountain step by step.

The top of Tianjian Mountain is not the real top of the mountain. As Tang Tianwei said before, this Tianjian Mountain is a giant sword made by condensing the power of heaven and earth when the immortals suppressed the giants.

The climbing path spirals upward along the sword body, and then ends when it reaches the sword guard.

Above, there is a layer of sword hilt that enters the clouds.

Lin Zhen walked all the way to the break of the mountain road, where there was a platform. The strange thing was that there was no snow at all on Tianjian Mountain, where there was originally constant wind and snow.

The first time Lin Zhen stopped, he saw a man in white sitting cross-legged on the platform with his back to him.

Under the detection and induction of the soul's power, Lin Zhen was able to determine that this person had lost his life, or to be more precise, the figure sitting cross-legged in front of him was not a person at all, but a corpse.

Lin Zhen stepped forward and was about to take a look at the body when a burst of dazzling green light suddenly erupted from the platform beneath his feet!

The memory stops abruptly here.

It wasn't that Lin Zhen didn't want to continue recalling it, but that there was a stabbing pain in his mind.

And not only that, in front of him, seven or eight weirdos in white were attacking him again.

At this moment, Lin Zhen had fallen to the stage where he had first condensed into an embryo of soul. However, Lin Zhen did not panic at all. He raised his right arm slightly, flipped his wrist, and the Pluto Iron Kitchen Knife began to spin rapidly in his hand again!

With the majestic intention of the sword, Lin Zhen charged forward with one sword at a time to face the enemy in front of him!

Rao Lingluo floated down behind the mountain road cut off by Lin Zhen, watching Lin Zhen's walking back from a distance.

She was still waiting, waiting for Lin Zhen to have problems again.

After several contacts with Lin Zhen, Rao Lingluo vaguely noticed something strange about Lin Zhen.

It seems that every time Lin Zhen stagnates, his power will be reduced by a few points.

Rao Lingluo raised the arm holding the sword, and his eyes fell on the front of the dagger.

The tip of the sword was vaguely stained with a few drops of strange blood that had turned into gold.

Even Lin Zhen himself didn't know that after absorbing the power of the earth's veins and improving his own strength, the blood in his body began to turn golden bit by bit.

Even if Lin Zhen knew it, he didn't know what it meant.

These drop-shaped liquids emit golden light and adhere to Rao Lingluo's dagger. No matter how much they are shaken off, they will not slide off, as if they have been integrated with the dagger.

Rao Lingluo frowned.

On this continent, there once was a legend that above the immortals, there were gods.

The blood of gods is golden.

Legend has it that a drop of blood from the gods can make a person immortal.

Rao Lingluo glanced at Lin Zhen's back again.

Surrounded by streaks of sword light, blood splattered and broken limbs flew up.

Lin Zhen, who was in the center of the killings at the moment, had nothing to do with him, not to mention gods, even immortals.

Rao Lingluo felt that the title Shura seemed just right.

Her eyes immediately fell on the few drops of golden liquid on the tip of the sword, she brought it to her nose and sniffed.

A fragrance that had never been smelled before penetrated the nasal cavity. The nasal cavity, which was originally a little dull in the cold air of Tianjian Mountain, immediately felt a warm and comfortable feeling.

What followed was a feeling of relief all over the body, as if the meridians had become much smoother.

Rao Lingluo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, perhaps this was really the blood of the legendary gods.

Just a sniff will bring you a lot of benefits, and if you really drink it...

Thinking of this, her eyes gradually changed from surprise to intense.
Chapter completed!