The blood-clothed sect master's eyes flashed, and red mist surged all over his body. When he rushed towards Lin Bai, the red mist actually turned into a huge palm in mid-air, and aimed hard at Lin Bai's back.
Attack from behind.
"Blood handprint!"
The blood-clothed sect leader roared angrily,
At this moment, Lin Bai stopped again, looked back, and his eyes fell on the blood-clothed sect master.
"Seeking death!" Lin Bai snorted disdainfully. The wooden sword flashed, and a powerful sword light blasted away at the blood-clothed sect master. The sharp sword edge directly split the bloody handprint.
At the same time, the blood-clothed door was severely damaged in an instant, causing it to vomit blood and fly backwards.
The blood-clothed sect leader who retreated a hundred meters looked at Lin Bai in surprise, with a hint of fear and fear in his eyes: "What are you waiting for! Let's go together! Yang Zhi, if we don't join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with this person!"
Yang Zhi's eyes flashed, he looked at Bai Kun and asked: "What about you? Bai Kun? Are the Baiyun tribe going to stand by and watch?"
Bai Kun's eyes were gloomy, thinking about the powerful relationship between them. Then, Bai Kun said: "Even if the Baiyun tribe obtains the dragon-slaying skill, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on!"
"On the contrary, in the end, this dragon-slaying skill will bring disaster to the Baiyun tribe!"
"In this case, why do we, the Baiyun tribe, need to grab this hot potato?"
"I, the Baiyun Tribe, don't want this dragon-slaying skill anymore."
Bai Kun shook his head silently, stopped and left.
Yang Zhi coldly snorted: "What a coward! Master of the Blood-clothed Sect, you and I will join forces to kill this person. As for the dragon-slaying technique, how about you, the Blood-clothed Sect, and I, the Qingshan Tribe, each master it for ten years?"
The blood-clothed sect leader nodded and said, "Okay!"
Although he agreed verbally, the leader of the Blood-clothed Sect sneered in his heart. He was just stalling for time. As long as the elders of the Nanzhou Divine Sect arrived, the Qingshan Tribe was still qualified to compete with the Blood-clothed Sect and the Nanzhou Divine Sect.
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After hearing the blood-clothed sect leader's promise, Yang Zhi immediately took out the weapon from his storage bag, looked at Lin Bai coldly and said, "Then you will die!"
While talking, Yang Zhi rushed towards Lin Bai.
The leader of the Blood-clothed Sect also took the disciples of the Blood-clothed Sect and headed straight for Lin Bai.
Bai Kun stood aside with the warriors from the Baiyun tribe, showing no intention of taking action.
Seeing that a bloody battle is about to begin.
But when Lin Bai saw these people attacking, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately took a step forward, using the wooden sword like a heavenly blade to kill the warriors of the Blood Clothes Sect and Yang Zhi.
With a furious slash of the sword, the sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth fell, directly killing dozens of warriors who were in the Dzogchen state of adversity.
"Blood handprint!" The blood-clothed sect leader roared angrily. He would use all his life's knowledge to keep Lin Bai at all costs.
But at this moment, before the bloody handprint of the blood-clothed sect master hit Lin Bai, it was broken by Lin Bai's wooden sword. The sharp sword light of the wooden sword pierced the throat of the blood-clothed sect master.
Poof!
A sword struck, and the blood-clothed sect leader died instantly under Lin Bai's sword before he could react.
"Why seek death!" After killing the blood-clothed sect leader, Lin Bai looked at him with disdain, and then looked at Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi looked at Lin Bai in horror. At this moment, the strength Lin Bai showed completely overturned his cognition.
He never expected that with the same cultivation level of Dzogchen in the face of death and adversity, Lin Bai could easily kill dozens of warriors of the same level. This was simply astonishing!
"Don't, don't, don't kill me, I don't want the dragon-slaying skill anymore, I don't want it anymore..."
Yang Zhi said with fright.
Lin Bai smiled contemptuously, raised his wooden sword and slashed it down, killing Yang Zhi under the sword's edge.
Then, Lin Bai put away his sword and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Bai Kun with a smile on his lips.
Bai Kun stared dumbfoundedly as he watched Lin Bai, Ye Suxin and others leave, his expression full of horror for a long time.
"Clan leader, you were right not to let us grab the dragon-slaying skills just now. Otherwise, I'm afraid we would all die in the hands of this white-clothed sword cultivator like the Qingshan Tribe and the Blood Clothes Sect."
Watching Lin Bai leave, the Baiyun tribe warrior standing next to Bai Kun said with a horrified expression.
"Such a strong swordsman, such a strong swordsmanship, such a strong sword... What happened to him? I clearly felt that the sword in his hand was just a wooden sword that was too ordinary to be used as an ordinary one. Why?
It has such terrifying power!”
"His wooden sword, I even feel it is sharper than a king-level spiritual weapon!"
The warriors of the Baiyun tribe said in shock.
"Clan leader, does that wooden sword have any secrets?" The warriors asked Bai Kun.
Bai Kun shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know, but I know one thing... You can't provoke this person, because the moment he appeared, I had a feeling, as if the Qingyun Mountains were all in his eyes.
Just like a garden in the world, he can come when he wants and leave when he wants!"
"Moreover, even the phantom of the beast-controlling ancestor seems to be... respectful to him!"
When Bai Kun said this, he looked back and saw Phantom, the ancestor of the beast master, who had been sitting on the ground. He was still holding the black cat in his arms and looked at Lin Bai's back with a smile.
Bai Kun bowed to the beast-controlling ancestor, then turned around and led the warriors from the Baiyun tribe to the giant beast cemetery, taking away all the treasures that could be taken away.
But Lin Bai was not very interested in the bones of these giant beasts.
Just before leaving, I picked up a few relatively good bones, put them into storage bags, and took them away with me.
When Lin Bai crossed the giant beast cemetery again, walked into the passage, and was about to leave the Tiandi Peak.
Ye Suxin walked behind Lin Bai. She stood on the cliff, looked back slightly and looked at the beast-controlling ancestor in the giant beast cemetery.
The beast-controlling ancestor seemed to be looking at her from afar.
Ye Suxin stared at the beast-controlling ancestor, and a wicked smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth...
After seeing Ye Suxin's smile, the beast-controlling ancestor smiled slightly, smoothed the black cat's hair, and said with a chuckle: "If you go the wrong way, you will end up going the wrong way!"
"Yes, Xiaohei!"
The beast-controlling ancestor said.
The black cat looked up at the beast-controlling ancestor and said, "Master, are you talking about...the Poison God Family?"
"Master, how long can your phantom body exist?"
The beast-controlling ancestor smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, now that the "Qiankun Beast Controlling Technique" has been assigned, I can die without regrets!"
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In the Qingyun Mountains, in the Heaven and Earth Peak, a cemetery of giant beasts was discovered.
In the Giant Beast Cemetery, Lin Bai killed almost all the strong men of the Qingshan Tribe, one of the two major tribes around the Qingyun Mountains.
Bai Kun of the Baiyun tribe is not an ordinary character. After knowing that almost all the strong men of the Qingshan tribe died in the giant beast cemetery, he completely annexed the Qingshan tribe in just half a month!
After that, the Baiyun tribe began to move out the giant beast bones from the giant beast cemetery and exchange them for cultivation resources.
But the good times didn't last long.
Half a month later, six old men suddenly came to the Qingyun Mountains!