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Chapter 871 As soon as I came in, I saw the avatar fighting evil cultivators.

"The evil atmosphere in Feng Yuan Star Cave seems to be much stronger than usual."

After giving instructions to the grass puppet, Lu Xuan quickly entered the Feng Yuan Star Cave.

As he headed to the fifth floor, feeling the increasingly intense evil spirit, he couldn't help but sigh.

"In a situation where evil spirits are rampant, I have to travel a long distance from Thunder Star Cave to Feng Yuan Star Cave. Isn't it difficult for a spiritual planter like me?"

He flapped the silver-white wings between his ribs, and at the same time used the secret technique of lightning escape, turning into a silver-white thunder light that traveled at high speed.

Chi Lei Yi is originally a sixth-grade lightning-type speed weapon, which complements the thunder escape technique. Combining the two, his escape speed can be regarded as one of the best among the pill-forming monks.

The fifth floor of Feng Yuan Star Cave, outside the cave where the incarnation is located.

Several miles away from the two major protective formations, there were violent spiritual energy fluctuations.

The incarnation of Ling Gu stood proudly in the air, looking coldly below.

There are two monks in the middle stage of the alchemy formation below who are struggling to their death.

A thick pink rope magic weapon is tied to one's body. The rope is being tightened continuously, and the lines on it are swimming slowly, seeming to form the figures of graceful girls.

A look of pain and joy appeared on the monk's face. Just when his mind was about to lose, he bit the tip of his tongue with his only clear consciousness and controlled a broken black blade to attack the pink rope.

Ling Gu, the avatar in the air, snorted coldly, his spiritual power surged, and a deep river seemed to flow out of the void, wrapping up the monk in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a blood cloud floated rapidly from the side, the blood was shining everywhere, and every ray had a fishy and unpleasant smell. It was obvious at a glance that it had a strong filthy effect.

On the other side, there is also a monk who is in the middle stage of pill formation and is dying.

A huge skeleton with both demonic and Buddha nature looked down on him like a god.

The skeleton is half black and half white. One side is as white as jade, glowing with the shining Buddha light, and the other side is as black as ink, which is breathtaking.

There is an ancient scroll floating next to it, and a female ghost whose face cannot be seen floats out of the scroll. From a distance, you can feel the indescribable sadness in her body.

That kind of emotion spread, causing the monk to stand there blankly, trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

The shadow of a ferocious-looking monk emerged from the skeleton, instantly transformed into a size of a hundred feet, and struck the monk below with a palm strike.

The monk was still immersed in his own thoughts, and before he could react, he was smashed into a piece of meat pie.

The incarnation of Ling Gu muttered something, a black spiritual light swept across, and the monk's soul was automatically revealed.

Before it could start to escape, an evil ghost holding a chain jumped out of the black light. One end of the chain seemed to have the ability to automatically track, instantly locking the monk's soul tightly and catching the evil ghost, unable to move.

The battle on the other side also came to an end. Under the restraint of the magical rope, the erosion of the Netherworld True Water, and the blood and filth of the Flesh Spirit God, the evil cultivator could not survive a few encounters before he died.

The evil ghost followed suit and drew out the monk's soul, adding another powerful soul to the chain.

Ling Gu looked around and was about to clean up his affairs when he suddenly paused and a smile that was the same as Lu Xuan's appeared on his face.

Thunder light surged out, and Lu Xuan's figure was revealed.

"As soon as I entered the Feng Yuan Star Cave, I saw the incarnation fighting evil cultivators."

He chuckled lightly and allowed his incarnation to clean up the souls, broken limbs, etc. of the two pill-forming monks.

"I have lived up to my repeated teachings before. I know that these are the supreme tonic for evil spiritual plants."

Seeing the incarnation's move, Lu Xuan sighed with great relief.

After the processing was completed, he and his incarnation, the Flesh Spirit God, quickly returned to the cave.

"Why did you come out to fight to the death with other monks? Can't you be more cautious like me?"

He asked the incarnation of Ling Gu.

Ling Gu had no expression on his face, lowered his head and said:

"These two evil cultivators have been wandering outside the cave, trying to lure me out again and again. After I judged them, I took advantage of them and dealt with them smoothly. At the same time, I collected some fertilizer for the spiritual plants in the cave."

"Yes, as long as you are sure."

Lu Xuan nodded and changed the subject.

"Have evil cultivators invaded the cave a little frequently recently?"

"After you left, this is already the third wave, and I have killed them all."

Ling Gu said in a hoarse voice.

"The third wave... is indeed a place where evil cultivators gather."

Lu Xuan sighed in a low voice.

When the situation is turbulent, all kinds of monsters and monsters will easily jump out. Most of the monks living in Feng Yuan Star Cave are evil cultivators, and there will naturally be more people with evil intentions.

Of course, it also has something to do with the incarnation of Ling Gu.

In the eyes of many evil cultivators, Ling Gu occupies such a large cave alone, has a lot of money, and is only at the early stage of pill formation, with low strength. The combination of the two is equivalent to directly telling them that they are weak and have a lot of money, so come quickly!

But if you really want to become an incarnation, you will most likely suffer a big loss and even pay the price with your life.

Although the incarnation of Linggu is only in the early stage of elixir formation, he has seventh-level treasures such as the White Bone Body of the Demon Buddha, as well as sixth-level treasures such as the Ghost Mourning Picture and the Wonderful Demon Rope. At the same time, he has practiced "Netherworld True Water Forbidden Method", "Blood Nerve", etc.

With superior skills and the assistance of the Flesh Spirit God with disaster-level evil potential, his strength is far stronger than that of monks of the same level.

Under such circumstances, there is only one result for all the evil cultivators who have evil intentions, and that is to turn into fertilizer in the spiritual field of the underworld, nourishing those evil spiritual plants.

Lu Xuan gave Ling Gu a few words and then came to the spiritual field.

As soon as he entered, a strong and pure yin energy hit his face, ghosts were floating around, and the smell of flesh and blood filled the air, making him look like a ghost.

"Sure enough, these evil spirit plants are growing quite well."

Lu Xuan looked at all the evil spirit plants in the spirit field one by one, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Just as he was about to take steps, he suddenly noticed a slight strangeness coming from his left foot.

Looking down, he saw a gorgeous skin lying on the sole of his foot. It squirmed slowly, causing Lu Xuan's calf to feel a slight itchiness. Thousands of pores seemed to be open, welcoming this gorgeous skin, wanting to

Become one with it.

"My skin cannot be replaced casually."

Lu Xuan smiled and grabbed Yan Zhipi.

After absorbing the skins of many evil cultivators who formed pills, this evil spirit plant grew faster than he expected. It had entered the mature stage, but it was still some distance away from harvesting the light group.

"I'll bring you a new skin, one you've never seen before."

He took out the mirage demon skin bag from his storage bag and threw it to Yan Shipi.

Yanshipi noticed the evil aura on the skin in front of her, and felt an instinctive fear, but she couldn't resist the desire for the best skin.

In the end, desire defeated fear, and the tree bark with a gorgeous face lay on the skin of the phantom mirage, giving birth to countless tiny green buds, which seeped into the skin.

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