The incident happened in a hurry. The other two disciples of Tianxing Sect were stunned and turned around to escape. Senior Brother Zheng sneered and the red light flew away, trapping the two of them. At this time, Lin Xuan could see clearly that it was a weapon.
Burning Wu Hook.
"Spiritual weapon!" The two members of the Tianxing Sect were as pale as paper and trembling all over.
"Brother, you can take these thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and the body of the mountain mastiff, but please let us both live!"
"Yes, senior brother, we will definitely keep everything secret about what happened today!"
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The two begged hard, but Senior Brother Zheng was not moved at all, and his magic power circulated, urging the spiritual weapon to turn into a thunderbolt, which pierced the two people's hearts.
Then with a flick of his hand, he put the bodies of Ganoderma lucidum and mountain mastiff into the storage bag, and the light disappeared.
The mountain wind blew, leaving only three corpses lying miserably on the spot.
After a while, the weeds not far away parted, and a young man walked out, it was Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's expression was solemn and silent. He looked at the three corpses lying on the ground and frowned tightly.
The situation just now seemed ordinary. Killing people and robbing treasures happened every day in the world of cultivation. However, for some reason, Lin Xuan always felt that something was wrong. From the air, he seemed to smell a hint of conspiracy.
No matter what, this Xiyuejian seems to be much scarier than imagined, so I have to be even more careful next time.
At this time, the killings had become more brutal. In addition to the disciples in the spiritual movement stage, there were even fights between monks in the foundation building stage.
The elder of a certain immortal cultivating family is being besieged by two foundation-building masters from the Fire Spirit Sect. In the sky, spells are everywhere, spiritual weapons are flying, and all kinds of lights are intertwined...
"Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Liu, why do you two want to attack me?" The old man with a white beard as white as silver was shocked and angry: "My Song family has always been respectful and obedient to your noble family, are you two making a mistake?"
"If you want to know, go to the underworld and ask King Yama!"
The murderous intent on the face of the monk on the left is becoming more and more intense. The spiritual weapon he controls is extremely huge. It is a mountain-breaking ax with wide opening and closing moves. On the contrary, the spiritual weapon of the other monk from the Fire Spirit Sect is a soft whip.
, like a spiritual snake spitting out its core, or like a dragon coming out of the sea, looking at the gap, and specifically wrapping around the opponent's spiritual weapon.
The two of them were strong and soft, one attacked and the other defended. They cooperated tacitly and killed the monk surnamed Song. The most depressing thing is that he still doesn’t know the reason why the two fell out. He has no personal grudges with them. Is it really true?
What does Huolingmen mean?
He was anxious in his heart, and he was slightly injured by two people in a sneak attack just now. With one against two, it became even more difficult.
"Ah!" There was a scream, but his spiritual weapon was locked by the whip, and then the giant ax struck up. Although there was a spiritual shield, it only blocked it and burst like a bubble!
In the blood flower, Elder Song was split into two halves.
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In another part of Xiyuejian, a dozen casual cultivators in the agile stage were stopped by a master in the foundation-building stage of the Fire Spirit Sect, and they were pleading.
However, the other party was not moved at all. He used his flying sword and easily took the heads of more than a dozen people.
One-sided killing...
Different from those unlucky monks, Lin Xuan discovered something was wrong and acted very carefully. If there was any slight disturbance, he would hide himself in advance. In addition, his spiritual consciousness can be compared with that of the monks in the foundation building period, so he has never been in danger.
Several times when Huolingmen disciples appeared, he was alert and avoided them first.
However, at this time, Lin Xuan had a wry smile on his face, looking at the opponent in front of him. He was not a powerful cultivator, but a terrifying monster.
This thing is ugly in appearance and looks like a toad, but it is larger than a human and makes an unpleasant sound: "Croak, croak..."
Poisonous toad!
A first-class monster, good at poison, with thick skin and thick flesh.
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and remembered the information about this monster that he had seen before, and his expression became more and more ugly. He was brought here by the Spirit Grass Beast, and there is a thousand-year-old ginseng growing here.
Ginseng, in the world of cultivation, is not considered a rare medicinal material, but it is very rare even if it is a thousand years old. Especially this one, judging from the color, it must be at least three thousand years old.
If used to make elixirs, it can be used to prepare several elixirs that are only used during the foundation building period.
However, Lin Xuan was not tempted. The purpose of his trip was Silver Moon Flower and Firefly Grass, and he did not want to cause unnecessary problems. Moreover, although thousand-year-old ginseng is precious, he can still obtain the ginseng essence by purifying it himself.
So according to Lin Xuan's idea, he retreated immediately. However, when he wanted to leave, the other party stopped. All things are interdependent. Cultivators hunt monsters. In fact, monsters also like to devour cultivators.
There is no other reason. Cultivators absorb spiritual energy every day to practice and take various spiritual pills. Compared with ordinary people, their bodies are no longer the same. For monsters, it is the best tonic. Eat more cultivators,
It is beneficial to the cultivation of monsters.
Especially Lin Xuan, who usually treats elixirs as sugar pills and contains far more spiritual power than monks of the same level. In the eyes of the poisonous toad, he is a delicious meal.
"Quack!"
The toad made an unpleasant sound, and Lin Xuan frowned. It was a first-level monster with the same strength as a practitioner in the spiritual stage of Dzogchen. In other words, the mana of himself and the toad were evenly matched.
Of course, in a real fight, Lin Xuan had no doubts about winning. With his numerous magic weapons and spiritual weapons, he should be able to defeat the poisonous toad easily.
But the key point is that this is a meaningless battle. Thousand-year ginseng is very rare to other cultivators, but I have the ability to purify it and can easily obtain the ginseng essence...
What's more, Xiyuejian was full of dangers at this time, and there was something weird everywhere. Lin Xuan didn't want to waste his magic power for no reason. In addition, the fighting was too loud and might attract the monks from the Huoling Sect.
Originally, he wanted to retreat quietly, but the poisonous toad blocked the entrance of the cave first, and Lin Xuan's expression darkened...