Lin Changsheng's tricks were very strange, making it difficult for the powerful men at Shangling Temple to resist.
"Don't be careless, work together."
The tragic death of an elder in the early Mahayana period shocked everyone's hearts.
Although Shanglingguan is the top force in the imperial state, cultivating a Mahayana monk also requires a lot of resources, and the death of one is a huge loss.
"This guy is much more difficult to deal with than the people from the Qing Sect before."
In the past, the descendants of the Qing Sect could only fight with the strong men of each sect, and then went to the Demon Abyss with a little luck. However, Lin Changsheng's behavior this time made it clear that he wanted to fight to the death with Shanngling Guan.
"Let's see how long you can struggle."
Luo Shurong and several Taishang Ancestors at the pinnacle of Mahayana launched a move together, intending to suppress Lin Changsheng. In their view, using this kind of formation to deal with Lin Changsheng was considered a sign of respect for him.
However, what happened next was difficult for the senior officials of Shanglingguan to accept.
Even if Luo Shurong and other high-level officials worked together to take down Lin Changsheng, they could only force Lin Changsheng to lose.
There are many early and middle Mahayana elders forming formations all around, displaying their magical powers far apart.
There were more than fifty people who took action.
Even so, Lin Changsheng still maintained an undefeated posture, coping with all kinds of killing moves with ease.
The Qingzong's inherited memories are the accumulation of countless ancestors.
Under the siege of Luo Shurong and others, Lin Changsheng wielded his sword thousands of times.
The sword light surged across the sky for millions of miles, shocking countless forces.
"There is a huge storm in the direction of Shangling Temple."
"Some time ago, I heard that the descendants of Qingzong came and came to ask for protection money, but were shocked by Shanngling Temple. Now it seems that the situation is not so optimistic."
"In the past, people from the Qing Sect would only get angry in various major sects."
"This person is known as the Taoist Taoist of Immortality. He uses the art of Tianyan speculation and there is no trace of him."
The world is so vast, and it is a wishful thinking to find the root of it just by using a Taoist name.
Many of the top forces in the empire got the news and used their great supernatural powers to observe the situation of the Shangling Temple. They didn't really want Lin Changsheng to die. Otherwise, if the Demonic Abyss was shaken next time, who would be willing to risk their lives to suppress it.
The mountain entrance of Shanngling Temple has turned into a ruins, with countless stars floating in the vast sea of stars.
Lin Changsheng relied on the power of the stars to resist the shocking killing array.
After fighting for a long time, Lin Changsheng found a suitable opportunity to kill the five core elders in the middle stage of Mahayana, and then came to the Holy Lord Luo Shurong in a ghostly figure.
Stab——
Stabbing out a sword, Luo Shurong was so shocked that he subconsciously stepped back and formed a defensive technique in front of him.
The sword light fell on the body protection technique and failed to hurt Luo Shurong.
However, Lin Changsheng was able to find Luo Shurong's specific location in the killing array, and he was also able to cope with the combined attacks of the elders. This level of strength really scared Luo Shurong.
"kill him!"
Luo Shurong had murderous intentions. As for the matter of the Demon Abyss, he didn't want to care about whoever wanted to go. The knife had not fallen on his head for the time being, and he didn't take this kind of thing to heart at all.
However, the combined efforts of everyone could not suppress Lin Changsheng. Lin Changsheng even broke a gap and left with only some minor injuries.
Before Lin Changsheng came to the door this time, he had already set up a protective formation in the distance. With just a thought, external force could break the blockade of the killing formation.
Therefore, facing the encirclement and killing from the Shangling audience, Lin Changsheng had no worries and could advance or retreat.
"This made him run away!"
Looking at the direction Lin Changsheng was leaving, Luo Shurong shouted loudly, his brows filled with anger.
It is estimated that before long, this matter will spread to all walks of life in the empire, and Shangling Temple will become the laughing stock of many people.
For many years, the inheritors of the Xuan Qing Sect guarded the Demonic Abyss, and their understanding of the Tao of Formation reached a level far beyond that of the world. Lin Changsheng inherited the memory, and would naturally make good use of the experience accumulated by his ancestors.
He can suppress Mo Yuan, but the first step is to make these forces in Dizhou suffer, and he must not allow them to continue to dominate.
Lin Changsheng did not blame these forces for not guarding the Demonic Abyss, but hated them for enjoying the safe life brought by Qingzong while at the same time encroaching on Qingzong's resource territory and pressing forward step by step.
It's hard to describe even one ten thousandth of the extent of being ungrateful.
Even a dog knows how to be grateful!
However, the world of cultivation is so cruel. As long as your strength becomes weaker, you will be bullied for no reason. As for kindness, no one cares about it after it reaches a certain level.
The elders who died in the battle were buried peacefully in Shanngling Temple. The whole sect was dressed in plain clothes, and the atmosphere was sad.
I thought this matter could come to an end, but two months later, Lin Changsheng came again.
Lin Changsheng recovered a little from his injuries, and set up a profound formation that allowed him to escape at any time, and struck at the newly built mountain gate with a sword.
"Boom"
The front hall of the mountain gate of Shannglingguan collapsed again, with a huge and earth-shattering noise.
"Taoist Changsheng, do you have to be so ruthless in what you do?"
Luo Shurong's true form reappeared, unable to maintain his calm demeanor and scolding him angrily.
"My style of conduct is not even one ten thousandth of that of Shang Ling Guan."
In the inherited memory, Shannglingguan killed thousands of elders and disciples in order to occupy a mining area of Qingzong's top-grade meridians. At that time, Qingzong had been forced to the point of exhaustion and had no strength to compete with Shannglingguan.
Fighting can only be done with sadness and anger in your heart.
"In the end what you want?"
After the last incident, Luo Shurong knew that it would be difficult to suppress Lin Changsheng, so he did not take action for the time being. If Shanglingguan kills Lin Changsheng at all costs, his own foundation will be unimaginably affected.
Just the few elders Lin Changsheng killed last time had already caused Shangling Guan physical pain.
"Protection fees."
Lin Changsheng said coldly.
call--
After taking a long breath with difficulty, Luo Shurong suppressed the anger in his heart and asked through gritted teeth: "How much do you want?"
"I'm interested in the meaning of spiritual contemplation."
Lin Changsheng put one hand on his back and the other hanging by his side, his voice was cold.
After much thought, Luo Shurong did not want to cause too many casualties, so he had no other option but to compromise.
Taking out a top-quality spiritual vein, Luo Shurong threw it towards Lin Changsheng: "Take it."
After taking a glance, Lin Changsheng said without joy or sorrow: "Not enough."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Luo Shurong clenched his teeth and took out two more top-quality spiritual veins.
"not enough."
Lin Changsheng shook his head.
"Do you really think that I can be bullied as much as I want?"
There are three top-quality spiritual veins in total, which is a drop in the bucket for the Shangling Temple. But Lin Changsheng's attitude made Luo Shurong a little unacceptable, and he shouted loudly.
"Then let's continue playing. I will fulfill my promise on that day and let Shanglingguan never have peace."
The stubborn struggle of one top being is enough to destroy the layout of all areas of Shangling Temple. There are so many industries in Shangling Temple, and it is impossible for there to be a large number of powerful people in every place.
"Why have you been so entangled with me at Shanglingguan? Shouldn't you, like the martyrs of Qingzong, go immediately to suppress Moyuan?"
Luo Shurong said sharply.
"Ha." Lin Changsheng sneered and said: "The martyrs of Qingzong are willing to go straight to the Demon Abyss. That's because they pity the common people and don't care about you. I'm just a layman. I can go or not. It's not just you who go to the Spiritual Abyss. I have to pay protection fees, and I will also visit other forces one by one. If you can, join forces and kill me, if you can't, just bow your head."
"You..." Luo Shurong pointed at Lin Changsheng, unable to say a word.
"I don't have much patience to talk to you. If I give you half a stick of incense, if you don't come up with a fee that satisfies me, all the people in the future, no matter how old or young, who are spiritual observers, will be obliterated."
Lin Changsheng was willing to bear a bad name and seek justice for the dead martyrs.
"How dare you!" Luo Shurong panicked.
"If you don't believe it, try it."
Lin Changsheng was dressed in black and looked like a demon, overwhelming countless people with difficulty breathing.