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In the stunned everyone, I saw the young man dragging a green rattan as thick as a bowl on his hand.

Hunyuan fruits were densely packed on the vine.

This person was Xiao Lin. After he came out, he didn't even look at the five people next to him, and turned around and left. When he was down just now, he noticed the five people above. At that time, he had a headache. As soon as the fruit was picked, it would be invaded by the evil spirit in the swamp immediately, and there would be no wood-attribute spiritual energy.

There was no way, so he uprooted the Hunyuan Vine directly, but unexpectedly the Yin evil spirit suddenly rioted, so he had to put away the soul banner, use the "sand binding" technique to wrap the sand and soil outside his body, and then rushed out.

If it weren't for this wood attribute, he wouldn't have been so troublesome for this Hunyuan Fruit.

The man surnamed Li looked at the Hunyuan vine in Xiao Lin's hand and swallowed his spit, his face looked very ugly. This is his third year of harvesting Hunyuan fruit. He knows that he can only take out fifteen fruits a year. If he picks too much, it will definitely hurt the vine root, because the purpose of the Hunyuan vine fruit is to absorb it for himself. Only in this way can he survive in the swamp land that was filled with evil evil.

Once you obtain too much, the root will die. If the root dies, then there will be no Hunyuan Fruit in the swamp where you are.

But the person in front of him actually dug up the root. Don’t he know that once this root is dug, the root will die within three hours?

The man surnamed Li was furious. Looking at Xiao Lin again, he was a monk in the middle stage of foundation building. He ignored the five of them completely. He saw that he was not ashamed. He wanted to take Hunyuan Teng away like this, so he shouted: "Stop, you are so brave. No matter which sect you are, you will pay the price for this destruction!"

After saying that, he slapped the storage bag and sacrificed a black flying sword. The flying sword contained various filthy auras, which were specially used to filth their opponents.

At the same time, the four people behind him also glared at him and sacrificed the same black flying sword.

Xiao Lin looked at the five people coldly, then looked at Hunyuan Teng behind him, and looked calm: "What price should we pay!"

"Hmph!" The man who just reminded the man surnamed Li snorted coldly, with a arrogant look on his face, "I cut off my meridians and my hands and feet, and then go back with us and leave it to our sect leader!"

When he thought, the person who dared to come to the Demon Heaven Sect to make trouble was either an ignorant cultivator or a senior expert. But it was obvious that this person belonged to the former.

Xiao Lin said coldly: "What if I don't!"

"Then I will pull out your soul and refine it on the spot!" After the man said that, his body moved forward, and the flying sword rushed out, as if he had broken through the enemy, and he had never moved forward in the past.

But just a hundred meters away, he suddenly burst into a blood-colored mud flesh. The black flying sword in the air had no spiritual control and fell powerlessly on the ground.

The other four people looked at the scene in horror. When they saw it strangely a hundred meters away, the sand around them suddenly moved strangely. Without any warning, they wrapped their partners in it and then burst into pieces.

This is a new achievement of Xiao Lin's recent practice of sand binding technique, "Sand binding explosion!"

At the same time, Xiao Lin moved all over, and the Black Soul Baili Banner was directly sacrificed from his hands. At this moment, he wanted to kill the few people in front of him, like slaughtering a pig or a dog!

When the Black Soul Baili Banner returned to his hands again, five more souls were added to the soul banner.

After collecting all the storage bags of these people, Xiao Lin used a "fireball blast" spell to burn the bodies of these people to death.

After confirming that there was no trace, Xiao Lin quickly left with Hunyuan Teng.

At this time, the sunset had completely set, and the disciples of the other three sects collected the Hunyuan fruit and left the swamp.

Xiao Lin returned to the cave, set up a ban around him, sacrificed the prehistoric tripod, and threw the Hunyuan vine directly into the tripod. Suddenly, the Hunyuan fruit quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, after all disappeared, a series of green airflows began to appear in the tripod.

In the end, the entire Hunyuan vine completely withered and the green airflow became stronger.

Xiao Lin was overjoyed and swallowed. The prehistoric cauldron entered the sea of ​​consciousness. After carefully checking, Xiao Lin took a deep breath, his figure shook, and rushed out again.

After leaving the cave, he came to the mud forest again and searched for multiple swamp places in succession. After four days, Xiao Lin completely cut off the Hunyuan Fruit of the entire mud forest.

The green air flow in the prehistoric tripod is also increasing, almost comparable to the essence of the earth.

Xiao Lin opened the storage bags of those people and found that they were all low-level magic weapons, three hundred low-grade spirit stones, and in addition, there were three high-level mesorotropic pills.

After collecting the spirit stone and the Pseudo-Rong Pill, Xiao Lin, the magic weapon inside, was poured into the prehistoric cauldron and melted it to replenish the essence of the golden horse.

After looking at the cave with a sigh, Xiao Lin walked out. At the entrance of the cave, he waved his hand and, with the movement of the "sand binding technique", the entire cave was completely buried.

The whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the distance.

Fuxi in the divine stone was still motionless, but there were many patterns on the entire "zongzi" that began to appear densely.

According to what Wan Qiushui said before, the alchemy conference for the alchemy will be held in the next two days.

Before going to Danyi Sect, Xiao Lin planned to go back to Chiyun Sect once. I thought that some of the tasks he assigned to the two of them should have been completed within two years.

Today, at a mountain peak of the Chiyun Sect, Zhang Tian and his son came here early to wait. Two years ago, when Xiao Lin left the Chiyun Sect, his father and his son received Xiao Lin's divine thoughts instructed to find the recipe for the Huatian Pill and the five elements essence.

A few days ago, the two of them suddenly had their spiritual senses vibrated and received news from Xiao Lin using their soul essence and blood as a guide, asking them to take the items and things they collected over the past two years to meet. Now the agreed time has long passed, and although the two of them looked anxious, they dared not leave.

"Dad, do you think we are..." Zhang Tian, ​​who was a little impatient, asked cautiously after waiting for a long time.

"Shut up!" Zhang Yi angrily scolded, "It was all the good things you caused back then. If you hadn't thought of killing people and robbing treasures, and offended this senior, how could we be so scared in the past two years?"

Now Zhang Yi has a thousand and ten thousand regrets in his heart. It would be great to be his own elder of the Chiyun Sect. Now, he is at the mercy of others and has no choice but to be at the mercy of others.

Time passed by little by little, night fell, and the crescent moon rose, but Xiao Lin still did not appear. Even Zhang Yi, who had been waiting aside for a long time, was not only confused.

Thousands of meters away from this place, Xiao Lin's figure hid in it, coldly observing the actions of the two.
Chapter completed!