Looking at the ghosts crowded in front of him, Guo Lin was overwhelmed. He couldn't even squeeze in. If a safe passage was opened, it would be impossible for him to do so for a day. Should he use the summoning method again? Guo Lin immediately rejected this method. Along the way, he had already studied the strength of these ghosts at the beginning of the King Refining, but he was only at the higher level of the Spirit Refining. He was just one level away.
Guo Lin was depressed. At this time, he forced himself to suppress the idea of upgrading with Tianlian Coin and loosen up. If he had been willing to practice with Tianlian Coin and relying on the family wealth he had accumulated over the years, he would have long reached the level of the King of Refining. No, if he had sold the spoils that had killed nearly a thousand people in the seven-degree space a while ago, he would probably have advanced to the level of the soul refining level together with Chu Xue.
Forget it, isn’t it just one day? When the Shang Kingdom’s affairs are over, the master’s spirit gathering pill has almost been refined. Guo Lin breathed another sigh of relief, and a little unbearable will cause chaos. If only the Divine Cauldron Sect can be refined, then once he relies on the Heavenly Refining Coin to practice, it means being controlled by the Divine Cauldron. As long as someone does not sell you to refine the holy pill, he will never be able to reach the realm of refining the holy pill in this life.
Only a small number of the heavenly spirit fruits that Guo Lin gave Yu Fengzi were suitable for cultivation into new heavenly spirit fruit trees. As long as Yu Fengzi found other materials, they could be refined into the spirit-gathering pill. There are a total of twenty heavenly spirit fruits, and I don’t know how many spirit-gathering pills can be refined.
"Chuxue, let's go in slowly. Come one by one, you can use the scorching arrow." Guo Lin said.
"Yes, master." Chu Xue Chuchen's perfect face was still as cold as ice.
At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air around me started to sound. In the dim sky, black shadows swept quickly. Like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, it jumped to Guo Lin.
There were eight people in total. Four men, with a pair of black energy wings growing behind them. One was elegant and holding a staff with a strange appearance and a fish hook on its head. This staff was named Cang Ling, and it was the first-class. The man was wearing a golden dragon thunder robes.
The other one held a heavy star-flying battle knife and majestic earth armor, with a proud look. The two had two completely different temperaments. The other two male faces made it difficult to remember. Four women had medium-sized appearances. They were all in the Dragon Thunder Vestments.
"What a beautiful woman!" Seeing Chu Xue and Bai Bing beside Guo Lin, the four men showed obsession for a moment. The women were also attracted by their beauty.
The man holding the Cang Ling Staff came back to his senses first. His eyes paused slightly on Guo Lin, and he said in a deep voice to the people around him: "Now is not the time to look at women, the Ghost Emperor is about to be resurrected. Our speed. The Evil Sword Party members will come soon."
"Well. Clean up the monsters quickly." The eight people looked at each other tacitly, and saw the backs of the three magic refiners, the energy wings that had just been put away opened again, jumped, and reached a high altitude. The remaining five people stood there, without any intention of taking action.
A man and a woman in the air each held magic weapons and muttered in her mouth. Suddenly, a piece of fire rain was about to come from the sky, suddenly covering a mile of land. The air around her seemed to be scorching. For a moment, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and thousands of ghosts screamed in vain. The illusory hands stretched out. The illusory bodies had just soared, but were immediately suppressed by the endless rain of fire.
In just a few minutes, the cemetery was charred black. Tens of thousands of ghosts of the King-level refining level turned into gray and white death aura. The man in the earth armor moved, and saw him waving the Star Fallen Sword and slashing at the orange-yellow flame demon. In an instant, a purple sword aura appeared. A space crack visible to the naked eye slashed out from the tip of the knife, and it instantly enveloped the flame demon. With a "slam", the flame demon shattered into rotten stones on the ground.
Guo Lin was shocked. The densely packed monsters of the King Refining level were destroyed in an instant. After the monsters were eliminated, the fire slowly receded.
"Let's go." In the middle of the cemetery, there was a straight downward black hole, like a demon's big mouth. The male magic soul refining glanced at Guo Lin and jumped down first.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining seven people who gathered together also jumped down.
Guo Lin stood there with a slight sweat on his forehead. This was the first time he was shocked since he obtained the Heart Sutra of Demon Refining. The strength of the eight people was above the soul refining. There is no doubt that the soul refining power, especially the magic soul refining, can eliminate so many monsters with the raising of his hand. And the fire rain magic, which is so powerful.
Guo Lin always thought that the gap between the strong man of refining the king and the strong man of soul refining the king is not much different from the gap between the strong man of refining the soul refining the king. However, what he saw today immediately overturned this idea.
He raised his hand to eliminate tens of thousands of king-level monsters. This lethality is really terrifying. If he is a powerful king refining king, killing all the tens of thousands of monsters here, it is not to open up a path that leads to it. It will take at least a few days. And they only take a few minutes.
If it is a person, then at most one quarter of an hour. In other words, in terms of lethality, the gap between the strength of the high-level refining king and the soul refining is more than ten times, reaching dozens of times.
In fact, Guo Lin was wrong. The three of them could kill tens of thousands of monsters within a few minutes. In addition to their own soul refining strength, there is also this fire rain magic. This is a top-level magic. In terms of strength alone, a first-level martial soul refining is indeed ten times higher than a high-level martial soul refining king.
"Bad guy, let's go find the ring." Bai Bing's words interrupted his thoughts.
"Yeah. Find the ring. But before that." Looking at the corpses of ghosts all over the ground, Guo Lin's eyes flashed with excitement. If all the soul power of tens of thousands of monsters at the level of refining kings is absorbed...
Unexpectedly, he could encounter such a good thing. Guo Lin smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and wielded the Demon Refining Heart Sutra. Soon, several ghosts' souls attracted him and flew over, touched his clean palm, and with a "sneer", it turned into pure soul power and entered Guo Lin's meridians. The number of King-level monsters brought to Guo Lin's strength was limited, but tens of thousands were different.
When Guo Lin was about to rush to the center of the cemetery and circulate the Heart Sutra of Refining the Demons, several sounds of breaking through the air came one after another. Feeling the strong aura of the visitor, Guo Lin immediately dispersed the Heart Sutra of Refining the Demons that had been circulated in the meridians.
Five people came, all of whom were soul refining powerhouses. Guo Lin was shocked and thought to himself what was going on. The soul refining powerhouses who were rarely seen in Dongyu City once a month appeared here in groups. What was there in that dark tomb? I just heard that man say that the Ghost King was resurrected? What happened? Are these people all demon hunters from the depths of the Demon Realm?
The five people put away the Kunpeng wings that were transformed into elixirs and landed directly in the center of the cemetery.
"That boy, come here." One of the men with scars on their faces shouted at Guo Lin impolitely.
"What's the matter?" Guo Lin stood there, not going over. The other party's attitude made him unhappy.
"If you ask you to come, come over, and you're still talking nonsense. Come here!" The man shouted loudly, his voice deafening, which made Guo Lin's head slightly swell. When he spoke the last two words, he used his strength to practice.
The five people in front of him could easily kill their soul-refining powerhouses. Even if the other party was arrogant, Guo Lin could only bear it. He clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and walked slowly. In order to remember the appearance of the five people one by one, Guo Lin deliberately walked slowly.
The five men had arrogance on their faces. Except for the man with scars on their faces who were talking, the others didn't even bother to look at Guo Lin. The men looked at Bai Bing and Chuxue standing behind them with their fiery eyes.
If the next five people just ask simply, but if they deliberately make things difficult for themselves, Guo Lin sneered in his heart.
"Difficult, don't waste my time." The scar man frowned, and his body turned into a afterimage, and instantly appeared beside Guo Lin. He stretched out his hand and pressed Guo Lin's shoulder, sneering: "When did the little guy at the spirit refining level be so arrogant? Why are all the monsters here dead? A few people came just now. Have you seen it?" The condescending momentum was full of naked contempt. It seemed that the person in front of him was not a person, but an ant.
Guo Lin felt a powerful force of refining coming in on his shoulders. Although he was passing through the Dragon Thunder Suit, he still felt a tingling feeling. His bones were almost crushed. He gritted his teeth and forced himself not to hum, while activating the healing power of the healing pill in his body to resist the damage caused by refining his power invading his body. Sweat beads flashed on his forehead.
Will Guo Lin tell the truth obediently? If the other party's attitude is better, he might endure the severe pain in his body and said, "I saw it. Three people came. They all went down."
"Three? So few?" The scar man was a little unbelievable, "This time the Ghost Emperor was resurrected, it is said that he brought a lot of treasures. Fenghui Party and they knew that my evil sword party would not miss this opportunity. How could only three come? You lied to me?"
"If you don't believe it, I can't do anything."
The scar man's eyes became extremely sharp, as if he was about to see through Guo Lin at once. The soul power of the soul-level power was opened with all his strength, which made Guo Lin breathless.
Guo Lin was sweating on his forehead, and he had already said that he could not regret it. It seemed that these two gangs were rivals, but Guo Lin saw that. He could not resist at present, so he made them underestimate the enemy and suffered a little, and counted the interest before he took revenge. Guo Lin sneered in his heart.
"Zhang Zhao, don't waste time. I don't think he has the courage to deceive us people from the evil sword party. Let's go." The short middle-aged man behind said impatiently. After saying that, he jumped into the bottomless hole.
"Boy, if you have low strength, be low-key. Why are you pretending to be arrogant? This is Mr. Zhang who taught you a lesson." The scarred man slapped him with a palm before leaving, and imprinted on Guo Lin's chest. Suddenly, Guo Lin was stunned, his face pale, and the light of the healing pill on his body lit up "rattled".
Until the scar man jumped into the tomb, Guo Lin finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He squatted down and covered his chest. The pain in his body was no more than the pain of his self-esteem being trampled on.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his sharp nails pierced into his palms. On his pretty face, a pair of dark eyes flashed with anger.
This is the first time since the Liuyun Mountain incident, he has been bullied in public. Guo Lin was trembling all over and his silver teeth were about to be broken. "Evil Sword Party Zhang Zhao, you deserve to die!"