The casual cultivators who were fighting outside to plunder the property of the villa were constantly fighting with the villa's guards. The villa's side, which only had a few innates, was naturally far from being a match for the casual cultivators. They could only rely on the power of formations to resist.
Lin Xin's heart was bleeding as he listened to the sounds outside. This was accumulated over many years in his villa. Although most of his property had been used up, and Xiao Lingling was protected by a yellow shirt, there were still many people in the villa who he had personally taught.
Disciple, at this time these most loyal disciples are being brutally slaughtered.
But the matter has come to this, and there is no way to undo it.
The spiritual energy and the Red Flower Sword had now merged into one, the Red Flower Sword was completely repaired, and his cultivation level began to slowly improve.
Moreover, he was surprised to find that the Red Flower Sword seemed to be promoted to a third-grade magic weapon. When the spiritual energy flowed through it, the spiritual energy fed back was purer and larger, and it was more than twice as fast as before.
Time passed minute by minute.
Half an hour was coming soon. The White Tiger Demon King suddenly stood up. When he saw the real person holding the baby beside him, he moved slightly, and he was about to stand up.
Whoosh!
His body suddenly exploded into a white cloud, flying towards Lin Xin.
The real person holding the baby is not slow either. He does not use a flying carpet. Instead, he turns his body and turns into a black light in an instant, which disappears in a flash.
When he reappeared, he was already behind Lin Xin.
Just when the two of them started to attack at the same time, Lin Xinxin's red flower sword made a soft sound, and his lips moved slightly.
Hiss, countless vines shot up into the sky and stood in front of him, blocking the direction in which the White Tiger Demon King was coming.
But on Master Bao Ying's side, a figure suddenly appeared blocking the way between him and Lin Xin.
She was a cold and charming woman with black hair like a waterfall and a silver vertical mark between her eyebrows.
"Just Shinto?"
The woman raised her sword and swung it out. The long sword in her hand seemed to split into countless swords in an instant. With countless overlapping phantoms, it landed hard in front of the real person holding the baby, seemingly slowly but really quickly.
"Dugu Lin!!??" Master Baoying's face changed drastically, and he turned around and retreated.
Dugulin is a notoriously vicious person. When she encounters her opponents outside, those who resist will only die, leaving almost no one alive. Her methods are as radical as those of demon monks.
Just as he was about to leave quickly, he realized that something was wrong. Dugulin's sword had an image but no actual power. It was just the momentum created, and Dugulin had always practiced the Congyunxin Divine Sword, with no power.
The traceable Heart Sword is the main means of attack. Facing a casual cultivator like him, it probably only takes a look. Once the Heart Sword is released, it can be defeated. Why does it require such full strength to attack?
"Illusion?" He understood immediately. Looking at Lin Xin again, he saw him looking at him with a half-smile.
"Zhenren is a Shinto practitioner. My senior sister Dugu is on her way here, but we can get there in a moment. I will be looking for the supply of incense that Shinto needs for a while, but it is extremely difficult. Zhenren has to think carefully."
Dugulin
Master Bao Ying's face darkened, and hesitation suddenly appeared in his eyes. He kept flying in without killing anyone, because he was afraid of being implicated. In addition, the purpose of his coming here this time was not for the magic weapon.
With his thoughts flowing, he slowly spoke through the voice and took out something from his arms, which was a piece of talisman paper.
"Did you make this?"
The two communicated quickly, both through sound transmission.
After saying this, Lin Xin pondered for a moment, then nodded decisively in an instant.
The White Tiger Demon King was fighting with dozens of flower roots rushing out from one side, but he could break a flower root with each palm of his hand, and the situation probably could not last for more than a few minutes.
"Is this the power of a third-grade magic weapon? Okay!" The White Tiger Demon King laughed wildly instead. A mere innate can use a magic weapon to temporarily entangle himself, which shows how powerful this magic weapon is. If he has such a
If you can get the magic weapon in the base period, you may have a chance to avenge the hatred of being driven out of the Demon Sect back then!
With his spiritual energy stirred up, he jumped up, broke the last two flower roots, and shot towards Lin Xin. At the same time, the real person holding a baby next to him also flew diagonally towards Lin Xin from another angle. The target of the two
It's all that red flower sword.
Dugu Lin's figure suddenly appeared behind the White Tiger Demon King. Holding a sharp blade, he stabbed his vest with a sword.
Even Lin Xin himself was slightly moved by the huge momentum.
"Who!" The White Tiger Demon King suddenly grabbed him with his claws. However, he saw that Dugu Lin was instantly defeated. It was just an illusion. He was defeated by his claws.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a lightning-like black palm hit him hard on the chest.
"Divine Pattern Palm!"
With a buzz, a circle of talismans exploded from the White Tiger Demon King's chest, turning into a vague figure of a king wearing a high crown.
The figure flashed away, revealing the complex figure of the real person holding the baby.
"Hold the baby, you!!!"
The White Tiger Demon King looked at him with anger on his face, completely unexpected that he would attack him with all his strength.
With a bang, his entire body was knocked off the stove and smashed into the pool of red coal below. Countless sparks spattered into the sky.
"Thank you, Master, for your help." Lin Xin also breathed a sigh of relief. Baoying had always been hesitant, and he noticed it. In addition, the Shinto monks could not easily give up the territory they managed. The price of offending the Immortal Sect was far greater than that of the White Tiger Demon King.
More troublesome.
He had just sent a message to the other party in an attempt to persuade him, but he unexpectedly discovered that the other party's original intention was not to seize the magic weapon, but to ask him to engrave the magic circle. In this way, they hit it off. As for the
The previous actions were just based on the idea of taking advantage of others.
Moreover, when the White Tiger Demon King was being entangled, the two of them communicated quickly several times.
Taking advantage of the White Tiger's move to snatch the Red Flower Sword, Baoying was a decisive person after all. He was able to reach this level without the help of the sect, so he would not be indecisive. He made a decisive move and attacked the White Tiger Demon King.
No matter what, if you take away the White Tiger Demon King first, no matter what the outcome is, it will be beneficial to you.
If that kid abides by the agreement, that's the best. If he doesn't, the third-grade magic weapon will only belong to him, so he can just take it away!
The two communicated again at this time.
Lin Xin admitted that he was a master of engraving formations, and promised to build a magical weapon for Bao Ying. He also promised the villa to help him spread the incense. An agreement was quickly reached.
When he arrived here, Master Baoying sneered, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he looked at the Demon King below, and flew down to add insult to injury.
"The brains of these monsters just don't work."
"You idiot! You hit the target before you can get it!" The white tiger demon king's wild roar came from inside the red furnace.
He soared into the sky and transformed into a big yellow-haired tiger with a white forehead, stepping on white clouds with his limbs, and rushed towards Baoying.
"Things? What I value more is Master Lin himself." Baoying said disdainfully. In fact, he has been observing the black market nearby for a long time. Recently, he discovered that a new type of resentment talisman has appeared. Three talisman arrays are superimposed on one
On the talisman paper, this kind of technology can only be possessed by masters of the formation.
He happened to hear that a third-grade vision had appeared in the villa here, so he took the initiative to come and insert himself into a group of casual cultivators who were making noises. Unexpectedly, the owner of the villa was actually the so-called formation master.
At this time, in the sky above the furnace, the demon king was exuding white energy, and was entangled with the baby like he was walking on clouds.
Bao Ying's fleshy palms seemed to be made of iron. He collided head-on with the Demon King, and each time a round of Talisman exploded, which was extremely powerful. Moreover, every time the Talisman wheel exploded with spiritual energy of different natures.
Sometimes it's fire, sometimes it's ice, sometimes it's poison.
He was attacked first, and the Demon King was caught off guard. Several of his sternums were broken. The cultivation level of Bao Ying was still above him, but he was a demon and was stronger than a human monk in actual combat, so it was considered even.
But because he was attacked by the opponent just now and suffered a slight physical injury, the balance of combat power was a bit uneven.
The two of them fought for a while over the furnace, regardless of who was up or down. Then they flew back with the baby in their arms and let out a low roar.
"disease!"
Suddenly a black ring shot out from his sleeve.
The ring rotates, and the whole body emits black light, like a needle. It flies towards the opponent.
The demon king opened his mouth and spit out a stream of white air. The air flow was like a sword, hitting the black ring hard.
clang!!
Under the violent vibration, the black ring rotated at high speed, and illusory images of turtles and snakes were emitted from the ring. The turtles and snakes screamed in unison, and the power of the ring suddenly increased greatly. It pressed down hard and broke the white air.
Bang!
The ring hit the demon king's forehead, and a big bump suddenly formed. He howled miserably and ran away.
Dozens of flower roots reappeared, trying to block him, but in the tiger body state, the demon king just waved his claws and cut off a large piece of flower roots, forcing his way out.
Lin Xin frowned, and when he looked at the real person again, he saw that his face was pale and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Thanks to the real person for taking action, otherwise we would have been in trouble this time." Lin Xin immediately understood that the real person Bao Ying also tried his best and was injured by the backlash.
"You're welcome. I asked Master Lin to do his best for what I asked for before." Master Baoying said seriously.
"Of course." Lin Xin nodded.
He looked to the lower right, where a slender figure slowly walked out, with a hint of sharp coldness.
"Senior Sister Dugu, after all, I didn't bother you to take action."
"My trip was in vain." Dugulin was impatient. He had just arrived, thinking he could get some benefits, but he didn't expect that this guy was cunning enough to use her name to successfully solve the problem, so he simply turned around and prepared to leave.
"Senior sister takes action once, the price is too high, and junior brother can't bear it." Lin Xin smiled bitterly.
"But if senior sister also wants a third-grade magic weapon, junior brother can agree to make one for you. Of course, you will take care of the materials yourself."
"What's the request?" Dugulin suddenly became interested. She was worried about the lack of a good sword.
"Kill the White Tiger Demon King and the casual cultivators outside." Lin Xin's face turned cold.
Dugulin was stunned.
"You think highly of me."
"It's not about looking high, it's about believing."
The moment Lin Xin saw Dugu Lin appear, he was relieved.
Thinking of the trouble he might get into, how could he not call in the strongest experts he could? So Dugu Lin would naturally come.
"Interesting." Dugulin chuckled and stepped out of the furnace.
The real person holding the baby floating next to Lin Xin was already breaking out in a cold sweat. Lin Xin did not scare him. Dugu Lin did come. It was just a little late. (.)