Volume Two: The Wind Rises and Spiritual Clouds Chapter 124: Priest of Great Desire
The anger that had been pent up for months finally broke out at this moment. Previously in Luo'an Village, Lin Dongjiu was not even qualified to fight against Hong Yi, so he could only conceal his hatred and run away in confusion.
Every time he thought about the incident, although he knew it was wise to hold back his edge, he felt cowardly and wished he could kill the grudge that day and avenge the little girl and the innocent villagers.
But today is different from the past, his strength has almost qualitatively improved.
Although it was far-fetched to use foundation building to kill Huaying, he borrowed Xiaopang's precious fan and under the suppression of the rules of the fan, he actually severely damaged Beitianwen.
Now there are still three points of strength left in the body. Although the injury is serious, due to the improvement of the realm, the operation of the Immortal Nirvana Sutra is faster, and warm currents flow rapidly throughout the body under the blessing of the six main meridians.
Wherever the warm current passes, broken bones will be re-scarred, wounds will be scabbed, and tendons will be reconnected. Who knows if the injury will get better in just a moment, but then it will be dead!
It was impossible for Bei Tianyin to think that Lin Dongjiu would kill him, but Lin Dongjiu's cultivation strength improved so quickly that it was staggering, and he must have gained a lot of benefits in the secret realm.
What's more, every time he recalled the strange scene of teaching Lin Dongjiu that day, as well as the familiar dark runes, he wanted to kill Lin Dongjiu immediately to avoid future troubles.
He no longer expected to find out any secrets from Lin Dongjiu. He just wanted to kill Lin Dongjiu quickly, then take back the Tianluo Soul-Eating Umbrella and leave this place.
He spent too much time in the Dragon Burial Mountain Range, and the great chess game of Lingyun Kingdom has come to an end.
But the closer it came to the end, the more rapidly the situation on the chessboard changed. As a chess player, he could no longer afford to delay.
But how could Lin Dongjiu do what he wished?
In today's battle, he will definitely kill Bei Tianwen!
But seeing Lin Dong's nine golden eyes flowing, the divine light above his head surging, the aura on his body surging, the killing power emerging, the invisible aura sweeping out, the breathing of everyone present could not help but be stagnated.
Lin Dongjiu shouted loudly, and the rune chains behind him flew up, dancing like a snake. Green light suddenly appeared in his hand, and he controlled the sword with his mind. Cold light burst out from the tip of the sword like electricity, turning into the supreme sword intention, carrying the power of breaking mountains.
Sadness and resentment cut it down with one sword.
Sadian Wan held a stick to attack, and magic mist spurted out from the tip of the stick like a waterfall. However, the oncoming sword light was unparalleled and powerful. When the two collided, one was soft and the other was hard, making a decisive decision.
The sky-like magic mist waterfall is split from the head by the sword light, like a sharp ax for chopping firewood. If the ax is struck with the right position and skill, there will be no obstruction, and the firewood will be easily split into two from the beginning to the end.
Half.
Seeing the sword light coming at him without any stagnation, Sadian's expression changed, and finally there was a hint of panic in his eyes, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
His arm has been refined into a weapon connected to his body, and he has truly achieved what it means to be handy.
Hearing another sharp ear-piercing sound, a sad and skeletal arm flew into the sky, and the weapon he was most proud of was chopped off like a cucumber by Lin Dongjiu.
And he himself was also affected by the sword light, and like a kite with its string broken, he flew backwards out of control.
If the power of the sword hadn't been offset by more than half after cutting off the bones of the arm, otherwise this sword would have been enough to cut him in half!
Lin Dongjiu saw Sadness and Resentment curling up on the ground like a bereaved dog, but he was still struggling to get up, and he quickly used his sword force again, never giving him a chance to breathe.
"My demon bone...my demon bone! If you chop my demon bone, I want you to die!"
Sad and resentful was half lying on the ground, his face looked like crazy, his pale lips were trembling violently, and his eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of their sockets.
His body suddenly trembled, and his shriveled body began to expand. There was another "pop" sound, and his body was like a deflated balloon, blowing up countless sand and dust on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, countless resentful spirits crawled out of his body, just like a person with hundreds or thousands of heads growing on his body. The sight made people feel indescribably frightened and disgusted.
These are all innocent mortals who died tragically at the hands of Bei Tian Ren. He imprisoned these resentful spirits in his body and would not let them escape even if they died.
Lin Dongjiu frowned as he looked at the sad and resentful man who had turned into a monster. He suppressed his stomach churning and cut down the sword in his hand without hesitation.
Sadianqian's body seemed to have melted, turning into a large black viscous liquid.
The flying sword light struck Bei Tianqian's body, but it was as if he was stuck in a swamp, without making any waves.
The monster's thousands of heads shook together, lying on the ground as if accumulating strength, and suddenly jumped up, splashing black water all over the ground, exuding a disgusting stench, and rushed towards Lin Dongjiu.
Lin Dongjiu suddenly trembled. He was not afraid of this monster, he just felt that if he got a drop of black water from this monster, he would not be able to stop until both layers of skin were washed off.
Lin Dongjiu even put away his green light sword. He didn't want his beloved sword to be stained with this smelly liquid.
He was seen turning around quickly, barely escaping the attack of the stinking monster, and the spiritual energy in his belly exploded. Two fire seeds floated faintly on both sides of him, one white and one red.
Lin Dongjiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and as the breeze blew by, the two fires suddenly exploded into flames that soared into the sky. The erratic flames gradually solidified into two entwined flaming dragons.
In an instant, the two dragons merged into one, and their mountain-like body set off a fanatical hurricane and rushed down.
Huaguo Mountain seemed to have turned into a mountain of flames, and even the ashes scattered on the ground were rekindled, turning Huaguo Mountain into a sea of fire, leaving no place for people to stand.
The fire dragon jumped on the monster and exploded instantly, and the black water on the monster's body was like the best accelerant, and the entire body was swallowed up by a large fire.
Countless evil ghosts were ignited and refined, making loud cries that shook the sky. For a moment, Huaguo Mountain was like a purgatory on earth.
After the fire burned out, there was no sound from the resentful spirit, and Sadian Wan returned to his original state, except that his body was burned to char by the fire from heaven and earth, and only his head was still struggling and squirming.
Lin Dongjiu has arrived in front of him, looking at him sadly, his eyes full of resentment, and with the remaining consciousness, he raised the corners of his mouth into a strange smile:
"Pluto is coming...Lingyun Kingdom...Xiexiexie...the wind is going to blow...the wind is blowing!"
He vomited a large amount of black blood from his mouth, and his breath was interrupted by crazy laughter.
Lin Dongjiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his consciousness caught a tiny black shadow quietly emerging from the grieving and resentful Heavenly Spirit, and shot straight into the sky.
He looked at the escaping black shadow with an expressionless expression. Just as he was about to shoot out the Burning Fire in his hand, he saw that Xiaopang was faster than him and threw his fan to hit the black shadow.
As if he felt that he had not contributed much, Xiaopang took back the fan and said:
"This ghost thing seems to be the remnant soul of that old devil. It stands to reason that the old devil has no soul until he reaches the state of concentration, but this remnant soul is actually more solid than the soul and can run very fast. I guess
It’s some kind of secret technique from the Demon Palace.”
"Brother Lin, what do you plan to do with it?"
"Destroy...wait!"
Lin Dongjiu stopped talking and rolled his eyes: "A ray of remnant soul... It is probably a means of informing the Demon Palace."
"Fat brother, is there any way you can save this remnant soul? I'll keep it useful."
"What's the use of keeping this damn thing..."
Xiaopang muttered, but still took out a small gourd: "You can use this to pack it, it should last for a few years."
"Thanks, fat brother!"
Lin Dongjiu took out the remnant soul, which was as thin as a hair, and stuffed it into the small gourd given to him by Xiaopang.
"Why are you so polite to me?"
The little fat man waved his hand and said:
"Brother Lin, will you go to the imperial city with me? If you don't go, I will leave!"
Lin Dongjiu smiled and said: "Fat brother, you should go back to the sect first to report that you are safe. I guess they all think we are dead."
Xiaopang's eyes narrowed to a slit, he scratched his head and said with a smile: "My life jade tablet is still in my master's hand, he knows that I am not dead."
Lin Dongjiu's eyes lit up: "Yes, the jade tablet of life!"
In this case, Master and Ruxue should know that I am not dead!
Thinking of this, Lin Dongjiu took out a few pills and said:
"Treat the injuries first, and then we will go to the imperial city to have some fun. It just so happens that I secretly investigate what happened to the Yin family. And... the old devil in red keeps mumbling about the wind blowing, the wind blowing, and I
I want to see what kind of evil wind can be blown out of the Demon Palace."
...
Not long after they left, a white shadow loomed between the Dragon Burial Mountains and shuttled through the forest.
The white figure is a tall woman. She is wearing an ice blue fairy dress. The size is just right to outline her exquisite figure. A layer of gauze covers her face, only revealing her face.
A pair of icy eyes that capture the heart and soul.
But those bright eyes were full of exhaustion at this time.
She came to the place where the secret realm was opened and placed the prepared materials on the ground.
Before starting to set up the formation, she subconsciously touched her right hand, as if she still felt the warmth from her lips in the past, and a trace of firmness and determination flashed in her eyes...
And somewhere in a gloomy hall where sunlight cannot penetrate, the swaying green candle casts three winding and creeping black shadows on the cold jade wall.
The three of them all covered their faces with demonic energy, making it impossible to see their appearance. Two of them were wearing bright red robes and were half-kneeling on the ground.
A man stood in front of the palace, wearing a colorful crown and crane cloak, a jade robe and red shoes, and buttons and threads all made of gold and silver. He was indescribably extravagant and lustful.
The back figure he left to the two of them was solemn and cold, seeming to be integrated with the darkness and coldness of the hall. They remained motionless, with only the demonic energy condensed under their feet lingering and floating in the light and shadow cut by the dark lamp.
In the illusion and reality, a group of living little people seemed to be standing on the cold floor tiles, dancing freely, looking particularly strange and enchanting.
The three of them were as silent as stone statues. For a moment, the silence of the main hall could be heard.
"Why hasn't Sad Hongyi arrived yet?"
The man standing finally spoke, his voice cold and hoarse, sonorous but also feminine. Just listening to the voice, it was difficult to tell the difference between men and women.
"I haven't seen him for almost two months. I guess he neglected his duties and ended up sleeping on some woman's belly."
A soft female voice came, with a hint of charm in the voice that made one's bones tingle.
"Ahem!"
Another deep male voice came:
"Two months ago, Bei Hongyi had a conflict with people from the Luoxia Sect, and he even asked us to borrow manpower to set up an ambush on the road leading to the Luoxia Sect for revenge.
According to reports from my subordinates, Bei Hongyi has been guarding the Dragon Burial Mountain Range for the past two months, but I don’t know if there are any other changes. I will send someone to investigate later."
"Um..."
The standing man's half-closed eyes suddenly opened and he said in a deep voice: "No need, Bei Hongyi is already dead."
The two people kneeling on the ground looked at each other. Although their faces were filled with demonic energy, they could still vaguely see each other's shock.
"Among the three of you in red, only he has the lowest cultivation level. If you don't step up your cultivation, he will be your fate."
"You all have my secret skills in your body. After your body dies, your soul will not die. When his remnant soul comes back, find someone for him to take over. If he can't come back, find someone to take his place as soon as possible."
The voice of the person standing was indifferent, as if the person who died was not a man in red, but a weed on the roadside.
"Although Lingyun Country is a small place, it is also a test for you. Twenty years will pass in a blink of an eye. Don't let me down when it ends."
"In addition to Lingyun Kingdom, there are dozens of secular powers in the Southern Spiritual Region, leaving nearly a hundred red-clothed people for my assessment. I will not come here again in a short time.
Those of you in red, whoever has the best grades can follow me and enter the main hall..."
The voice became more and more ethereal, and the figure of the man became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared completely like a wisp of smoke.
The two men in red on the ground leaned over and said in unison: