"Oh,,," the snow soul lion screamed, fell to the ground and rolled around.
"Hey," Lin San held the demon-suppressing knife in both hands and chopped off the abdomen of the snow soul lion.
"Pfft," the Xuepo Lion's abdomen was cut several times, scarlet blood flowed all over the floor, and the Xuepo Lion screamed even more horribly.
Just when Lin San raised his magic sword and wanted to deliver a fatal blow to the Snow Soul Lion, a strong wind suddenly blew from deep in the hall, directly picking up Lin San and Zhang Delong and throwing them out.
"Bang bang," Lin San and Zhang Delong hit the stone wall and then slipped to the ground. They couldn't get up for a long time.
At this time, Lin San felt extremely horrified. His Dantian was sealed and he could not move his limbs, turning him into a disabled person.
Zhang Delong's condition was not much better than that of Lin San. He was also lying on the ground unable to move.
"Which bastard dares to hurt my spiritual beast?" An old and majestic voice came from deep in the hall.
Hearing the old voice, the rolling Snow Lion suddenly trembled. He struggled to get up, knelt down on all fours, and whimpered deep into the hall, his voice full of pity and grievance.
A ball of white light flew from the depths of the hall, hovered in the air, and transformed into an old man with white robes, white hair, and a white beard. This old man was not tall, but he exuded a suffocating pressure.
At this time, Wang Dashi and others who were meditating also woke up. They were all frightened by the pressure on the old man. Everyone sat in place and did not dare to move.
The Snow Lion crawled to the old man's feet, roared a few times, flashed his big eyes a few times, and then squeezed out several tears.
The old man frowned: "What, your lifeblood has been smashed to pieces." As he spoke, the old man used his spiritual consciousness to look between the legs of the Snow Po Lion, and his face suddenly became gloomy: "Yes. Who, who hurt my spiritual beast,,,"
The snow soul lion turned around, pointed a front paw at Lin San and Zhang Delong, and barked several times.
The old man's cold eyes immediately shot towards Lin San and Zhang Delong: "It was you who injured my spiritual beast,"
Lin San's face kept twitching. The old man opposite turned out to be a great monk who was in the tribulation stage. Lin San originally thought that there would be no monks in the tribulation stage in the spiritual world now, but he never expected it. , I unexpectedly met a monk who was in the tribulation stage here. The most terrible thing was that he was so obsessed with it that he injured his spirit beast. This was a tragedy. He was probably going to lose his life. No matter how confident Lin San was, it would be impossible. Beat the monks who are in the transitional tribulation period.
Zhang Delong turned pale with fright: "Well, senior... we didn't intentionally hurt your old man's spirit beast, we also..."
"Hmph," the old man snorted coldly: "Xue Po has been with me for thousands of years and is my only friend and partner. If anyone dares to hurt him, I will crush him to ashes... Well, this is Li Huo," he said Halfway through, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he stretched out his hand and sucked the two demon-suppressing knives that fell beside Lin San into his hand.
Lin San felt terribly distressed, but she could only endure it and did not dare to ask for it.
"These two knives are really made from the Lihuo God Stone." The old man felt the breath of the two big knives for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter: "God helps me, God helps me, haha..."
Lin San and Zhang Delong were stunned at the same time. Why did this old man get angry and laugh at other times? Could he be a lunatic?
It took a long time before the old man stopped laughing, shook the two red swords in his hands, and asked in a deep voice: "Whose swords are they?"
Wang Dashi and others immediately looked at Lin San.
Lin San forced a smile on his face: "Senior, this knife is mine..."
"How many knives of this type do you have on your body?" the old man asked, staring directly at Lin San.
"Uh...I..." Lin San didn't know how to answer.
The old man sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will steal your sword?"
"Ah, no, no, I...I have dozens of this type of swords on me..." Lin San said hurriedly.
The old man's eyes narrowed: "Dozens, not too few, you are so lucky to get so many Lihuo Stones..." As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and released the restriction on Lin San. .
Lin San felt a sensation in his body. The blocked Dantian was suddenly released, and the magic power in his body was restored. Lin San quickly stood up and thanked the old man: "Thank you, senior, for lifting my restriction."
The old man shook his hands and threw the two demon-suppressing knives back to Lin San: "Take out all these big knives for me,"
Lin San did not dare to go against the old man's wishes, his shoulders trembled slightly, and dozens of red-colored demon-slaying knives appeared above his head.
"Release Li Huo for me," the old man ordered again.
Lin San waved his hands, and the dozens of demon-conquering knives above his head suddenly emitted dozens of scorching flames, and the temperature of the entire hall instantly increased a lot.
"Okay, okay," the old man looked a little excited: "This much Li Huo is enough to break through the ice wall."
"Woooooo..." Seeing the old man getting closer and closer to Lin San, the Snow Po Lion immediately became anxious and kept rubbing its big head against the old man's calf, reminding the old man to help it take revenge.
The old man frowned, reached out to grab the Snow Po Lion, and muttered a few spells. The Snow Po Lion suddenly shrank to the size of a palm. The old man patted the Snow Po Lion on the forehead: "I need them to help me with things now. For the time being. I can’t help you get revenge,”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The old man's face sank: "Why, you don't even listen to what I say,"
Seeing that the old man was angry, the Snow Po Lion immediately became obedient and lay in the palm of the old man's hand, no longer daring to bark.
"Go back to the spirit beast ring to recuperate," the old man took out a black circle and put the snow soul lion away.
Lin San secretly muttered in his heart: According to what this old man meant, it seemed that he wanted to use Li Huo to help him do something. I don’t know what it was and whether it was dangerous. Alas, I was really unlucky. It was not good for anyone I met, but I met Du. Tribulation period monk, it's better now, your life will be lost at some point.
After putting away the spirit beast ring, the old man stretched out his hand to lift Zhang Delong's restraint, and helped Wang Dashi and others recover their mana. After doing all this, the old man turned and walked deeper into the hall: "You all follow me,"
Lin San, Zhang Delong, Wang Dashi and others followed obediently. Even though they were now free and there were many people, they could not think of escaping or resisting because the old man's consciousness was shrouding them. , no matter what behavior they do, the elderly can know it.
The power of the monks in the Tribulation Stage is definitely not something that the Yuanying Stage monks and the Golden Core Stage cultivators can resist.