In Kunwu Mountain, the flames of war were flying. The Tianhe Sword Tower was bombarded continuously, and the sword light shook the mountains. Battles broke out. Lin Tian followed the little white fox, tracking the breath of the blood monk all the way, and encountered many Sword Sect disciples fighting with the Blood Soul Sect along the way.
, the battle was very fierce. However, in terms of strength and strength, it was obvious that the Sword Sect had the upper hand. Without formations and traps, in a head-on collision, the Blood Soul Sect disciples would basically collapse at the first touch. But they should not take it lightly.
In many places, there are still traps set by the Blood Soul Sect. Once you fall into it, your life will be in danger. Along the way, Lin Tian will help any fellow disciples who need help. This has made many inner disciples
He was impressed and invited him to go with him. But Lin Tian refused. His target was not the ordinary Blood Soul Sect disciples. "Zhizhizhizhi!"
Suddenly, the blue-eyed white fox made a vigilant voice, looking intently at a broken hall ahead. "Is the Blood Monk inside?"
Lin Tian's eyes lit up. He quickly flew down to the treetops nearby. He didn't rush in. He first observed from a distance. This hall is located to the left of the Blood Soul Sect's lair. From the outside, it looks like a warehouse.
This place had obviously just experienced a battle. Many disciples were killed and injured in the outer sect, and the corpses were scattered everywhere. Lin Tian didn't know if there were other Blood Soul Sect disciples inside. To be on the safe side, he didn't go deep in hastily. He just touched it from the side.
Behind the main hall, he climbed up to the roof using the instantaneous technique and looked down from the broken place. Suddenly he saw a spiritual light, countless spiritual stones and elixirs scattered on the ground, as well as many martial arts books, magic weapons and magic weapons. This
The place seems to be a secret warehouse of the Blood Soul Sect. At this time, more than ten Sword Sect disciples are rushing into it and looting everywhere. "Haha! There are so many spiritual stones, spiritual pills, and martial arts books, Zhao
Senior brother, we are rich!"
"There is also a low-grade magic weapon here. The Blood Soul Sect's people retreated too quickly and there was no time to take it away. These things are all ours!"
"Roughly estimated, these things are worth at least tens of thousands of spirit stones. These remnants of the Blood Soul Sect have no idea where they got so many good things! With these resources, we won't have to worry about cultivation issues for a long time to come.
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"Quick, quick, quick, let's fight to the death to destroy the Blood Soul Sect. Isn't it just for the benefit? Put it away quickly."
The disciples were extremely excited and scrambled one after another to put away all kinds of spiritual stone treasures. The leader, Zhao Minghua, looked at them grabbing and grabbing, his face sank slightly, and he said coldly: "Everything harvested here belongs to Honglei Club.
Please remember to hand them all over to me later and I will distribute them uniformly!"
When the disciples heard this, they were displeased, but they did not dare to refute, and they all nodded in agreement. However, when collecting the treasures, they were all careful and each hid some of them for themselves. "Zhao Minghua, it's him!"
On the roof, when Lin Tian saw this person, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He still remembered that he was surrounded by people from the Blood Soul Sect and sent out a distress signal. Zhao Minghua was close at hand, but he refused to save him. This account
, he hasn't had time to settle the matter. "This Zhao Minghua is cruel and vicious. He wants to kill me. Why don't we take this opportunity to kill him? Not only can I get revenge, but I can also pocket these resources and treasures."
Just as he was thinking this, suddenly, a fierce aura emerged. In the main hall, the ground suddenly collapsed. Bloody poisonous smoke rose into the sky like fire, and instantly filled the surroundings. Several disciples were immediately hit, and immediately knelt down with a groan.
After falling down, the real energy in his body was not flowing smoothly and he could not move. Immediately afterwards, a bloody palm print fell across the sky. Boom! The disciples were immediately beaten into a pulp, turned into a wisp of blood, and were caught by the big hand.
, absorbed it back. A pair of scarlet eyes emerged from the darkness. "I was severely injured and the blood pool was exhausted. I was worried that there was no way to heal my wounds and nourish me, but you took the initiative to send me to my door!"
Amidst the ferocious laughter, the Blood Monk flew out. At this time, because half of his body was chopped off by Lin Tian, he was covered in blood, like an evil ghost, with mana surging all over his body, and he was extremely ferocious. When he raised his hand, there were streaks of blood.
Tentacles spread out from the wound, like poisonous insects, and entangled the two disciples, sucking them into human bodies in an instant! "Damn it! Why is there a master of the supernatural realm here!"
"Supernatural power, this is something we cannot compete with!"
When the disciples of the Sword Sect saw this, their faces turned pale and they backed away in horror. They knew very well how strong the monks in the magical power realm were. Even though the True Yuan Realm was only one level behind the magical power, it was a world of difference.
The difference is that everyone is an ant under the magical power. This is not just a casual saying. "Why panic! Even though he has magical powers, he was seriously injured and is already at the end of his strength!"
When Zhao Minghua saw this, his eyes froze slightly. He yelled: "Let's do it together and kill him! Killing a powerful man in the supernatural realm is a great achievement, and the sect will definitely reward him. This is what our thunder will accomplish."
Chance!"
When the others heard this, they also calmed down. Facing a master of magical power, they couldn't escape even if they wanted to. Instead of doing this, they might as well fight to the death. Maybe they could take advantage of the opponent's serious injury and kill him.
Kill! Not only will these resources and treasures be obtained by then, but you will also be able to make a huge contribution! "Kill!"
Everyone's eyes turned red when Zhao Minghua encouraged them. They unsheathed their swords one after another, activated their true energy, and rushed towards the blood monk with a blazing sword light. However, the blood monk just sneered and didn't talk nonsense at all. He opened his mouth and spat out.
, endless blood spurts out, turning into bunches of blood arrows, shooting all over the sky. Those blood arrows contain magic power and are extremely penetrating, instantly piercing the body's true essence. It's pity for those disciples who haven't rushed there yet.
Half of them were directly shot into a sieve, and all the essence and blood in the body were swallowed up. The blood monk killed dozens of people instantly, with overwhelming power, his own blood light lingered, and the wound actually squirmed, as if it was about to heal. He was taking advantage of it.
The evil skill absorbs the essence and blood of living souls to heal injuries. "Damn it, this monk is too strong, I can't possibly deal with it. Fortunately, with these fools as scapegoats, I still have time to escape now!"
Zhao Minghua saw that something was wrong. Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was rushing to kill him, he flew up and jumped towards the window, trying to escape. But at this moment, a burning sword energy suddenly fell from the sky, directly cutting off his way. Zhao Minghua
With a muffled grunt, he was forced to retreat into the hall while carrying the sword light. He raised his head and looked up with a look of shock and anger. He only saw Lin Tian's cold and ruthless eyes. His heart suddenly sank. "Lin
God! How are you still alive?"
"Haha, Senior Brother Zhao really wanted me to die? It's a pity that I disappoint you."
Zhao Minghua's face changed after hearing this. He really didn't expect that Lin Tian could actually escape from the Blood Soul Sect's siege and appear here. If he simply faced Lin Tian alone, he would not be afraid. But now in the main hall
There is also a crazy blood monk, who is a monster in the supernatural realm. At this time, he is attacked from both sides. If Lin Tian continues to add insult to injury, he will definitely die! When Lin Tian's voice softened, he said: "Junior brother Lin, it wasn't that I didn't save him before.
You, but there are too many people in the Blood Soul Sect, and there are masters in the supernatural realm. I went there to die, and I didn’t mean to ignore death. We are from the same sect. Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, please put aside the past grudges and join me.
Let’s deal with this bloody monk first. Afterwards, I will personally come to apologize and I won’t treat you badly!”
This Zhao Minghua is cunning. At this time, he still wants to use Lin Tian with clever words. But it is a pity that Lin Tian is not one of those young people who are just starting out, so how can he be fooled. The friendship between the same disciples depends on who he is dealing with. He can start at the entrance
He took the initiative to save Wu Dong during the trial. He also met a fellow disciple whom he had never met on the road.
Will help, but not his enemies. Zhao Minghua wants to kill himself just because he fails to recruit him. Lin Tian will never keep such a person. Being soft-hearted will only make him get worse and bring more trouble to himself.
"Joining forces to fight against the enemy? Are they like the cannon fodder you tricked into committing suicide just now?"
Lin Tian laughed loudly. "Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhao, we are from the same sect after all, and I won't do it so well. Didn't you say we want to join forces? Okay, you go first, and I will raid the formation for you from behind!"
Raiding the formation? Isn't this just cutting off my retreat and forcing me to die? Zhao Minghua finally understood. This Lin Tian is also a ruthless person. He originally wanted to use the people of the Blood Soul Sect to get rid of him, but now he also
Use the same method to deal with yourself. "Lin Tian, do you really want to force me to die? Well, even if I die, I will support you!"
As he spoke, Zhao Minghua was filled with murderous intent, and he didn't care about the blood monk behind him. He directly held the sword and rushed towards Lin Tian. He knew that he could not be the opponent of the blood monk. The only chance was to kill Lin Tian and seize the opportunity.
Escape. "Thunderbolt Divine Sword!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Minghua did not hold back at all. He directly activated his true energy and struck a decisive blow. The sword light shone like lightning piercing the sky. Accompanied by the deafening thunderbolt, the whole person was integrated into this scene.
In the sword, all over the body
The lightning overflowed, and the pure essence was condensed, turning into heavy lightning, refining falsehood into reality, and the lightning tore the air. Before the sword light arrived, Lin Tian felt his whole body numb. He was struck by the thundering sword chant.
The impact made me a little dizzy. "It's a bit powerful!"
Lin Tian's pupils shrank slightly. After all, this Zhao Minghua is also a master on the Inner Sect's Hidden Dragon List. He has profound cultivation and condensed true energy. Furthermore, he is the core of the Thunderbolt Club, and this Thunderbolt Divine Sword is a true inheritance.
The fragments passed down by Jing Lei are the ultimate kills of half-step magical powers. The sound of thunder is stunning and shocking, and the sword is like lightning, killing instantly. Most people simply can't resist it.
Unstoppable. Before getting the divine blood, Lin Tian would have found it difficult to resist this sword. After all, this was a killing move by a True Yuan realm warrior who devoted all his strength. But now, he has merged with the divine blood.
After finding the treasure, his own strength was greatly increased. The body of the Dragon Elephant Sword vibrated. As if with divine help, he did not dodge or dodge, but struck down with a palm. "Roar!"
The roar of the dragon sounded, and the golden palm prints were like mountains. Only a loud bang was heard. The thunder exploded, and the electric light shattered. Zhao Minghua spit out blood, and the magic sword in his palm shattered on the spot, turned into countless fragments, came out of the body, and then fell down.
His whole body was dripping with blood, and no place was left intact.