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Chapter 1144 Luo Canghai

 [Devil Cultivator: Yuan Ye]

[Sect: Soul Refining Sect Outer Sect Elder]

[Strength: Late Nascent Soul]

[HP: 300000/300000]

[Mana: 166000/170000]

[Strength: 3100]

[Defense: 3700]

【Speed:2900】

【Knowing:1200】

【Heart protection: 1000】

[Toughness: 20%]

[Resistance: 25%]

[Dodge: 19%]

[Supernatural power: Dead soul sacrifice, purgatory fire]

【Skill:~~】

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Lin Jichen was not in a hurry after being slapped. He checked the opponent's attribute panel and didn't think so.

Although he was in the late stage of Nascent Soul, the opponent was not very strong, even compared to Zhao Laojiu from the Wudu Mountains.

"When death is imminent, there is no time to pity her. It is really not a pity to die."

The goateeed demon cultivator Jie Jie sneered. Seeing that he could slander his opponent so easily, he couldn't help feeling proud, thinking that Lin Jichen was just an ordinary person.

Lin Jichen spit out the blood, stood up calmly, smiled at him, and said: "I hope you will dare to say such big words again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jichen stood up, holding a cold sword in his hand, and slashed at his opponent without hesitation.

Yuan Ye still didn't take it seriously and calmly slapped a palm print, expecting to shatter the opponent's sword energy into pieces.

Unexpectedly, his palm print was instantly disintegrated by the opponent's sword energy like tofu, and the remaining sword energy flew towards him.

Yuan Ye was startled and hurriedly dodged. He managed to avoid it, but he never thought that his goatee would be shaved off.

Yuan Ye, who felt a chill on his chin, stretched out his hand to touch it, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Boy, I want your life!"

After saying that, Yuan Ye rushed towards Lin Jichen, and the wind of his palm condensed a smelly demonic aura, which he suddenly shot down.

"Soul Palm!"

Two black palm prints pressed down on the city like black clouds, blocking Lin Jichen's retreat.

The trees beneath my feet quickly withered.

Lin Jichen didn't panic and slashed with the jade frost sword in his hand!

"Seven Stars Slash!"

It was fine if he didn't take action, but Lin Jichen was already murderous as soon as he took action.

He didn't want to delay, lest other members of the Soul Refining Sect would find out and come to support him.

"-68000! Trigger stun!"

As soon as the Tianpin martial arts was launched, Yuan Ye was stunned.

Fortunately, he also had some trump cards, and a control-free magic weapon allowed him to quickly regain his intelligence.

But he never dreamed that a boy in the early stage of Nascent Soul could have such strength!

"Who are you!"

Yuan Ye asked sharply.

"I said, you don't deserve to know!"

After Lin Jichen said that, he attacked again.

Yuan Ye could only struggle to hold on. The little bit of pride he had just felt was gone, and he regretted it now.

I thought I met a fat sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a ferocious tiger.

"Stop, I'm apologizing to you. It's all a misunderstanding. I am the elder of the Soul Refining Sect. If you kill me, you will offend the entire Soul Refining Sect. You have to think about it."

After Yuan Ye was hit by several swords, his face turned as white as paper. He was so frightened that he just wanted to save his life.

But Lin Jichen didn't say a word to him at all, and the sharp sword in his hand continued to make deadly moves.

"Damn it! I'm going to fight you!"

Yuan Ye gritted his teeth, knowing that begging for mercy was useless, so he could only resist desperately. He held out a soul flag, which fluttered in the wind, with countless souls wailing in it.

Yuan Ye bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a large mouthful of blood towards the soul flag, and his whole body quickly became sluggish.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted, his voice was hoarse, and he shouted: "Sacrifice the souls of the dead!"

For a moment, the soul flag exploded with great power, and countless souls flew out from it, turning into countless demons and monsters, surrounding Lin Jichen on three levels inside and three outside.

Lin Jichen's expression changed slightly, and he slashed with his sword several times, but it seemed that these souls were inexhaustible, killing one group after another.

Soon Lin Jichen was also affected by the soul flag and was frequently injured.

This made Lin Jichen frown, and he simply twisted his sword and slashed horizontally!

"Sky Light Slash!"

Among the dark souls and evil ghosts, a bright light suddenly lit up, killing dozens of souls.

Lin Jichen took the opportunity to fly out of the encirclement, then faced the soul flag above his head that was still fluttering in the wind, opened his mouth, and a jade light burst out.

"Tiangang Lingyu!"

The spiritual jade hits the soul flagpole, click!

The soul flag shook violently and broke on the spot.

An earthly magic weapon was destroyed.

"My soul flag!" Yuan Ye's heart ached.

Lin Jichen didn't give him any time to feel distressed, and turned around to attack him like a ghost.

Yuan Ye completely lost his fighting spirit, feinted a palm strike, then turned around and ran away in the direction of the Soul Refining Sect.

Lin Jichen would not let him leave.

"Heart Sword Slash!"

This Xuanpin martial art, which he had just learned recently, still exerted the same power in Lin Jichen's hands as it did that day.

The fist seal disappeared, Yuan Ye was hit on the spot, his already low blood volume bottomed out, he screamed in agony, and died on the spot.

A small Nascent Soul flew out from Yuan Ye's body, but was caught by Lin Jichen and had no way to escape.

Yuan Ye also knew that his death was coming. He stared at Lin Jichen fiercely and shouted arrogantly: "Even if you kill me, you will not end well. Our sect has received the news. Don't even think about escaping the Soul Refining Sect."

The pursuit!"

Lin Jichen didn't say anything. With one strike of his sword, Yuan Ye completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Lin Jichen did not doubt Yuan Ye's last words because he remembered that the Soul Refining Sect had a characteristic.

That is, their sect focuses on cultivating soul gods. As long as everyone in the sect dies, the sect will immediately know about it.

Moreover, according to the secret method, one can accurately find out who the enemy is.

This was also the reason why Lin Jichen didn't want to attack him at first, but now that he had become enemies, there was no need to be merciful.

If you can't hide, you have to face it.

After Lin Jichen dealt with Yuan Ye, he quickly confiscated his soul tomb and fled far away with a bear look.

He was in the Far West to avoid being chased by the players, but he didn't expect that he would now be forced to offend the Soul Refining Sect.

The Soul Refining Sect also immediately learned that one of its elders had been killed. Although it was only an outer elder, this was something that no sect could tolerate.

"Send this guy's portrait to the cities under our jurisdiction and issue a reward. Anyone who can kill this guy will be rewarded heavily by the Soul Refining Sect!"

For a time, Lin Jichen became the target of everyone in the Far West, and he became the favorite of many demon cultivators and casual cultivators.

Although Lin Jichen became famous all over the world at the Immortal Ascension Conference, there were only a few people who had seen Lin Jichen, not to mention that it had been so long since the Immortal Ascension Conference.

Lin Jichen's popularity among NPCs has faded. Even if there were demon cultivators in the Futu Sect who saw Lin Jichen's portrait, not many would be able to recognize it.

Evil Wind City.

A large city not far from the Evil City, it is also the central city under the jurisdiction of the Soul Refining Sect.

A young girl, surrounded by a large number of followers, walked struttingly down the main street.

The girl is quite pretty, only fifteen or sixteen years old, petite in figure, but extremely childish in appearance.

Even so, no one dared to take a second look at the demonic cultivators walking on the street, even those evil cultivators who were always lustful.

On the contrary, they all avoided it like a plague god, for fear of getting close.

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