Seeing that the dark light was approaching, the pretty woman naturally understood that the other party had murderous intentions, and her pretty face turned white.
But naturally she would not sit back and wait for death. The three snow-white flying knives beside her immediately changed their direction and headed towards Wu Guang.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang." Under Xiao Lin's eighteen Qingluan Ice Swords that merged into one flying sword, the three snow-white long swords broke apart and were blown away as soon as they came into contact with Wu Guang.
"Crack." The pretty woman groaned, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Although her flying knife was not chopped into pieces, cracks appeared on the blade, which caused her to suffer severe mental damage.
But at this moment, she had no time to worry about her magic weapon. Instead, she was preoccupied with thinking about how to save her own life.
The white lotus magic weapon next to her also bloomed again, flashing a misty white light, forming a barrier behind the pretty woman.
This time, Xiao Lin did not use Magic Light Flash, but approached the pretty woman to attack. If she was bitten by a snake, Xiao Lin could not guarantee whether the pretty woman would have a second of those weird snow-white beads.
If you give yourself another shot like this, you may not be able to resist it.
Thinking of the snow-white beads, Xiao Lin still felt terrified. If he hadn't always been cautious in doing things, and when he killed the pretty woman at close range, he also used three Purple Thunder Star Shields to protect him. Jie's physical body is absolutely unable to block that white light.
Seeing the woman sacrificing the White Lotus magic weapon and forming a white light barrier behind her, Xiao Lin's face suddenly became gloomy. He pointed at the fused Qingluan Ice Sword from a distance. The Qingluan Ice Sword suddenly burst into light, and with a slight flicker, it split again. The two jet-black sword lights came out, which were the Soul-Splitting Sword Techniques practiced by Xiao Lin.
While the pretty woman was running away, she did not forget to turn her head to look at Xiao Lin's movements. When she saw three black lights shooting towards her, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and all the magic power in her body was poured into the White Lotus Magic Treasure. At the same time, he ran away with all his strength.
Seeing this, Xiao Lin sneered, opened his mouth, and a purple thunder suddenly cut through the void.
The three black lights directly tore through the white light emitted by the White Lotus, and struck the White Lotus magic weapon. Dense cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the White Lotus magic weapon.
"Bang." It shattered into pieces and disappeared into a stream of light that filled the sky.
"Pfft." The pretty woman spat out a mouthful of blood, and then her face was filled with an expression of disbelief. Her running figure suddenly stopped. In her back, there was a hole the size of a fist, which was flashing purple. Thunder light.
A fierce expression of absolute determination suddenly appeared on the pretty woman's face. She suddenly opened her mouth, and a white light flashed away and disappeared into the distance.
Xiao Lin's expression changed. The white light that just appeared was not the spirit of the pretty woman. He suddenly realized that what this woman wanted at the moment of her death was to pass on the news of her death.
In other words, what he said about Jinhe Patriarch being his master is 70% to 80% credible.
Obviously, after knowing that he was absolutely unlucky, the first thing he thought of was to pass on the appearance of the person who killed him to the ancestor of Jinhe, so as to avenge himself.
This woman's resolute personality surprised Xiao Lin. When he came to his senses and tried to intercept the white light, it was already too late, and he could only watch the white light disappear into the distance with a look of helplessness on his face.
A ball of purple lightning suddenly flashed out from the hole in the back of the pretty woman's heart. In an instant, it enveloped her. When the purple lightning dissipated, the pretty woman was left with only a sparkling star ring.
In addition, both the physical body and the soul were reduced to ashes under the innate purple thunder.
At this time, a light purple Qingluan Thunder Sword flew in front of Xiao Lin, and with a wave of Xiao Lin's sleeves, it disappeared together with the Qingluan Ice Sword.
With a move of her hand, the pretty woman's star ring flew to Xiao Lin's hand and was stuffed into his arms.
Then his body swayed slightly, and he came to the handsome man again. The handsome man had already died. Under the green flames, not to mention the physical body, even the spirit had no chance of survival.
Xiao Lin casually slashed out a few rays of sword light, cutting the handsome man's body into numerous pieces, and then threw a fireball to burn the remains cleanly.
After receiving the star ring from the handsome man, Xiao Lin looked at the four suspended mountains in the distance with a thoughtful expression on his face.
If the pretty woman is really the apprentice of Patriarch Jin He, then his trip will be very dangerous. He cannot even give up entering the training place of the Two Immortals of the East China Sea in order to avoid Patriarch Jin He.
, not to mention that he must complete the tasks given by Fairy Yeyue, and he has absolutely no reason to give up because of the true spirit water that is the key to his birth.
Thinking of this, a dark green aura flashed across Xiao Lin's body. When the aura dissipated, Xiao Lin had transformed into a dark-faced young man.
For ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, the secret technique of Yilingbian cannot hide the past if the opponent shoots at it from close range with their spiritual consciousness, but at least it can prevent themselves from being noticed by the ancestor of Jinhe in the first place.
And after discovering the ancestor of Jinhe, as long as he deliberately kept a distance, he might not be able to immediately judge that he was the one who killed his disciple.
Even if he finds out, with his current combat power, Xiao Lin is still somewhat confident that he can escape when facing the old monster Jinhe in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Of course, this is also the last choice in desperation.
If there was even the slightest possibility, he didn't want to run into the old monster from Jinhe.
After changing his appearance through the secret technique of transfiguration, Xiao Lin once again used the secret technique of ghost concealment and disappeared without a trace.
After a long meal, Xiao Lin came to the bottom of the mountain where the Bixuan Palace was located. On the ground, there stood nine light gates about ten feet high.
These light gates are not concentrated together, but there is one every few miles. Xiao Lin knows from the map given by Fairy Yeyue that these light gates are the entrances to the mountain peak where Bixuan Palace is located.
Moreover, after entering, different light gates will have different locations after entering the mountain, and only one with a phantom order can enter.
Xiao Lin looked at the light door in front of him, thought for a moment, and continued to move inside.
It's not that he doesn't know that he should enter the Bixuan Palace as soon as possible. After all, if you enter first, you have a high probability of finding the treasure first.
It's just that after Xiao Lin killed the pretty woman who claimed to be the disciple of the ancestor of Jinhe, he began to become more and more cautious.
Xiao Lin walked forward for nearly ten miles before stopping in front of a relatively remote light door. After a slight hesitation, he ducked into it. A white light flashed and Xiao Lin's figure disappeared.
His vision went dark. After a moment, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly opened up and he found that he was in a dense forest. The ghost concealment technique was also terminated due to the teleportation.
Xiao Lin swayed slightly, and gray mist poured out of his body. When the gray mist dissipated, he disappeared again.
This mountain peak was very huge. Xiao Lin took a cursory glance and estimated that it covered an area of at least dozens of miles. It was full of mountains, forests and river valleys, and in the distance stood a palace that was entirely emerald green.
Xiao Lin sensed it for a while and found that the mountain peak was also restricted by air restrictions. He could only fly towards the palace.
After two cups of tea, Xiao Lin suddenly stopped, with a suspicious expression on his face.
There was a fierce fighting sound ahead, and Xiao Lin was unable to see clearly what was happening due to the obstruction of the large forest.
Xiao Lin had a thoughtful expression on his face, and after thinking for a moment, he continued to move forward.
After a while, Xiao Lin came to the end of the mountain forest. What appeared in front of him was a stone valley. The ground was covered with pebbles, which were spread all the way to the depths of the stone valley.
At this moment, a fierce fight is going on in the stone valley. The one fighting is a giant blue monster that is completely transparent and is four to five feet tall. This blue monster actually has three legs and four arms, and even its head has two heads.
One on the left and one on the right, they look somewhat human-like.
What's even more weird is that there is a silver diamond-shaped object at its transparent heart, which is extremely conspicuous and emits dazzling silver light. And above the diamond-shaped object, there is actually a silver thread as thick as a thumb wrapped around it.
The chain passed through the monster's transparent body and extended to a stone pillar behind the monster.
The stone pillar is all white, three to four feet high, as thick as an adult's thigh, and has very complicated runes carved on it.
At this moment, those fighting with the monster were Yituo Lingxiu and Zhong Shuangtong, and there was another person standing next to him, standing on a huge rock, holding a folding fan, looking calm and relaxed.
And judging from his expression, there was no sign of taking action at all.
The monster held four weapons tightly on its four arms, which were a piece of jet-black bar-shaped metal, a half-sword blade, a small silver hammer, and a blue shield with pitted surfaces and irregular shapes.
A giant dark green dragon was flying outside Yituo Lingxiu, circling around the monster, spitting out mouthfuls of dark green cold flames at the monster from time to time.
More than ten feet high above Zhong Shuangtong's head, there is a giant copper bell hanging. Every few breaths, it silently emits a sound wave visible to the naked eye and shoots towards the monster.
Because the monster was chained, it seemed that it could not move too far away from the stone valley, and could only bear the waves of attacks from the two men.
In addition to Yituo Lingxiu and the others, there were five Jindan monks standing dozens of feet away from the stone valley. Among these five people were the gray-haired old man and Hua surnamed whom he saw at the third level.
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Xiao Lin did not approach any of the people, but after seeing the people at the scene clearly, he was slightly relieved. Old Monster Jinhe was not here. In Xiao Lin's view, Old Monster Jinhe should have gone to other places.
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"Fellow Daoist Zhuo, this three-legged green silver beast is a genuine imperial-level high-level monster, equivalent to the existence of our human monks in the late Nascent Soul stage. Although it is locked by the silver forbidden chain, even if Ling and Zhong Daoyou join forces,
It is impossible to kill it in a short time. Why don't Fellow Daoist Zhuo work with us to kill it in the shortest possible time and prevent the rest of the people from entering the Double Immortal Palace first, and get