The blood-burning technique was suddenly blocked by a powerful external force. Ling Lin stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence...
The purple ancient sword floated quietly above Ling Lin's head. It is hard to imagine that this overwhelming evil aura actually came from such an exquisite ancient sword. It does not need any modification, if it is born to be a king, it will be like this
Suspended quietly, it can make the world eclipse.
The grimace at this time didn't have the same ferocious aura as before. He lay trembling on the ground, like a little white rabbit encountering a tiger, only feeling uneasy and frightened.
The ancient sword groaned slightly, and then there was a shrill sound of breaking through the air. In mid-air, wherever the ancient sword passed, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth gave way, and a dark track stagnated in the sky, as if it was going to tear the world apart, so domineering!
The trembling grimace looked at the ancient sword that was shooting towards him with a look of despair, and his single red eye was full of pleading and pitiful expression.
"laugh…"
The ancient sword pierced the ghost's face, and then there was another clear sword cry. At this moment, he was like a child who was satisfied with getting a toy, exuding joy, without even half of the fierceness just now, circling around Ling Lin, just like
Like a child showing off in front of his parents.
After the ghost face was pierced by the ancient sword, streams of black gas slowly flowed from the ghost face body to the ancient sword along the tip of the sword. The ghost face became darker and darker, and finally turned into wisps of black smoke. Inhale these black gases
It was instantly absorbed by the ancient sword. The ghostly face dissipated, and it never resisted from beginning to end.
"Poof" at the moment when the grimace disappeared, Li Jiefei suddenly spurted out an arrow of blood. His mind was suddenly hit hard and he fell to the ground, his gray face full of confusion and despair.
This is like being knocked directly from heaven to hell! One second, he was wearing a ferocious smile, as if he had everything under control. The next second, he was beaten into a prototype, his face was ashen, and the ups and downs of life are just like this!
"You...how, but...maybe..." After tremblingly spitting out a few words, "Chi", countless tiny blood lines shot out from his body, and the bloody fountain instantly dyed Li Jiefei blood red, like
He is a bloody man.
Intermittently, Li Jiefei's sad laughter echoed through this remote place. The laughter became weaker and weaker...
"Hoo", the wind is blowing.
The remote mountain forest has returned to its former tranquility. If it weren't for the bright red on the ground, no one would know that a bloody battle had taken place here. The wind blew up a piece of clothing, and a touch of blood swayed in the wind, making a "wow" sound.
The sound. Li Jiefei lay quietly on the ground without any movement, but the slight rise and fall of his chest showed that he was not dead yet.
Looking coldly at the bloody figure on the ground, Ling Lin said word by word: "Those who kill will always be killed!"
All this happened too fast. In fact, it only took a short forty or fifty seconds from the appearance of the purple ancient sword to the time Li Jiefei fell to the ground. In this short period of time, earth-shaking changes occurred, which shocked Ling Lin and made Li Jiefei despair.
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Walking towards Li Jiefei step by step, Ling Lin was speechless, but his eyes filled with coldness revealed murderous intent and determination.
Li Jiefei must die!
Only a dead enemy is a good enemy. Although Li Jiefei was lying in a pool of blood at this time, looking extremely miserable, Ling Lin did not reduce his killing intention at all. If he was not strong enough, if he did not have this sudden change, he would be lying there now.
It’s you who is here!
Now Li Jiefei seems to be able to die at any time, and there seems to be no danger at all. However, Ling Lin knows that as long as he is given a chance, this guy will definitely come and bite him hard. Since I am not dead, then you give me
go to hell.
Ling Lin knelt down and slowly stretched out his right hand. A black light flashed past. Then, he placed his hand on Li Jiefei.
"You, what are you going to do?!" Li Jiefei said in horror.
"Aren't you going to continue pretending to be dead?" Ling Lin sneered and said nothing.
This black light is the biggest gain that Ling Lin has gained from practicing in the past two days, a trace of devouring power! At this moment, using Li Jiefei as the experimental subject, Ling Lin wants to verify a question that he has been thinking about for several days. He can devoure the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
, can swallow the spiritual energy of the ironwood tree, then, can it swallow the true energy in the monk's body!
If you can swallow true energy now, you can also swallow vital energy in the future!
With a focused and serious expression, like a senior researcher, Ling Lin quietly unfolded a trace of devouring power, and the hand on Li Jiefei's body glowed slightly with black light.
Li Jiefei was horrified to find that the true energy in his body was no longer under his control. He began to resist and tried his best to control it, but he was too seriously injured and was powerless. Then, he found that the true energy began to flow towards Ling Lin's arm.
"Demon...Demon..." Before he could finish speaking, Li Jiefei was already dead, his eyes widening with fear.
Feeling the gradually increasing energy in his consciousness, Ling Lin showed a hint of intoxication. He found that he actually liked this feeling a little bit.
"I am not a disciple of the devil." When the last trace of true energy was absorbed, Ling Lin slowly stood up, his whole body's true energy burst out, and an aura that was several times stronger than before swept out of his body.
It is already the sixth level.
Before he could feel joy, he frowned tightly as if he thought of something. Although it is no longer the era when immortals and demons are incompatible, and they will die as soon as they meet. Except for a few extremely evil people, the immortal sect and the demonic sect
Generally speaking, they get along harmoniously. However, there are few immortal sects that allow their disciples to practice the Demonic Cultivation Techniques. At least, the Qingyuan Sect absolutely does not allow its disciples to practice the Demonic Cultivation Techniques.
People of different ways do not conspire with each other, that's what it is said. Think about yourself, although you have joined the Immortal Dao sect, you are nothing like a disciple of the Immortal Dao. The strange and domineering devouring power, the fierce purple ancient sword, and then look at this person in front of you.
The guy who was killed by his own hands was clearly a disciple of the Demon Sect!
It was a pity that he didn't go to the Demonic Sect. Ling Lin laughed to himself. Unknowingly, he was in such a dangerous situation and was in danger of death at any time.
The current situation is quite unfavorable to him. Now that he is in the Qingyuan Sect, no matter how careful he is, there is no guarantee that others will not discover his secret. If he is discovered by the sect, Ling Lin's eyes are slightly cold, and his pupils suddenly flash.
Shrink: The end won’t be any better than this guy’s.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't find any solution. Gradually, Ling Lin's breathing began to become heavier, and an extremely abnormal red color slowly appeared in his eyes.
"Yin!" A soft cry from the purple ancient sword rang through his ears, and Ling Lin suddenly woke up. Thinking of the situation just now, he secretly thought it was dangerous.
Too many things have happened in recent days, and Ling Lin's mind has been exhausted from the repeated emergencies. Besides, he just used the power of devouring and spent a lot of his mind, but he was actually invaded by the inner demon. He was saved again.
After saving his life, he glanced gratefully at the purple ancient sword floating beside him, and the last trace of grudge in Ling Lin's heart disappeared.
So what if it’s a vicious sword or a demon sword? It’s the sword in my hand, Ling Lin! The sword master is a fierce weapon, so there’s no distinction between good and evil. They say swords are psychic. How can I let this sword treat me like this?
It's disappointing!
After figuring all this out, Ling Lin instantly felt refreshed. His body and mind, which were a little tired just now, were now intact. More importantly, his Taoist heart was more stable.
Taoist heart, the heart of inquiry, points directly to the original heart. If a monk wants to become strong, he must first have a strong Taoist heart. In addition, a stable Taoist heart also has many benefits. For example, if Ling just said
Lin's Taoist heart was as stable as it is now, and he would not have been invaded by inner demons just now.
"Yin...", as if sensing Ling Lin's feelings, the purple ancient sword groaned excitedly, and then rubbed Ling Lin's arm affectionately, like a child acting coquettishly to its parents. Slowly stroking the ancient sword
The cold sword blade made Ling Lin feel a rare calmness in his heart...