Chapter 41 Nanxian Master
About a quarter and a half minutes later, Protector Jiang came back covered in blood and said that the road ahead was clear.
Lin Shan stood up, his spiritual power almost restored, and followed Protector Jiang directly into the depths of the dense forest ahead.
More than half of the men in red from the Yu Dao Clan who were waiting for them in front suffered casualties. Fortunately, Protector Jiang later joined the battle, otherwise the director of the Shao Clan, Wo Kuang, might not have a chance in the future.
Everyone walked forward for several miles again, and encountered several battles, large and small. There was a battlefield almost every few hundred steps.
It was obvious that either the various sects had been dispersed, or the remaining people were trying to control each other, and the masters and main forces left the battle group and went straight to the center of the island.
Visual inspection suggests the latter is more likely.
On the way, they even encountered two fighting groups. A team of killers from the Nightingale organization were fighting fiercely with the water bandits.
The Nightingale organization is spread all over the Song Dynasty, with branches in every state and county. It is not surprising to meet him here. After all, he is a professional killer, and being ambushed and killed is commonplace.
When Protector Jiang saw this, he did not hesitate to recruit him. He showed his Protector's cards and his innate strength, and the Nightingale team naturally obeyed.
After some inquiries, it turned out that these killers were the Nightingale branch of Jiangling County, and the leader was also an innate master. He has already led people to sneak into the front, and is planning to seize the Innate Vermillion Fruit and participate in the final melee.
After hearing that masters from all walks of life had gathered in the center of the island, Lin Shan and the two naturally did not dare to neglect and ran towards the depths at full speed.
As for the man in red from Yu Daomen, he was naturally abandoned ruthlessly.
After all, there were hundreds of professional killers in black, and Protector Jiang couldn't bear to look down on the defeat of these remnant soldiers, so the people in his own organization used them smoothly.
Only Ren Wokuang and a bunch of younger brothers were left, shivering in place like a group of chickens.
……
After running wildly for a while, the front of the dense forest suddenly opened up, and everyone peeled back the bushes and looked out.
Ahead is a Hantan with a radius of 100 meters. There is a small island of more than ten square meters in the center of the Tan, and a plant can be vaguely seen swaying in various shapes.
Everyone can guess that the Innate Zhu Guo must be on Tanzhong Island.
But the strange thing is that no one tried to cross the cold pool to get to the island to get the fruit.
Looking around Hantan, there were nearly a thousand people killing each other. All kinds of dazzling clothes, red, white, black, blue, purple, dazzled Lin Shan and others.
Fully half of Jingxiang's major martial arts forces gathered here, and from time to time, teams of various people would jump out of the woods behind them to join the battlefield.
The shouts of killing, screams, and the sound of swords clashing were so loud that it made Lin Shan's head buzz.
But the largest battle group is right in front.
In the open space of Nuoda, a middle-aged man and a girl stood in the center. They looked like a brother and sister. More than 20 innate masters surrounded the brother and sister, commanding their men to kill them continuously.
At the same time, they themselves waited for the right opportunity to attack, and immediately retreated if they missed the attack, as if they were afraid that if they hid too late, disaster would be imminent.
It is not difficult to guess from their clothing and status that these people are either the head elders of a large sect or the famous patriarchs of aristocratic families. Some of them even issued sword energy or palm prints that were about a foot long as their true energy surged.
Innate Dzogchen!
The ceiling for warriors in the mortal world is all equivalent to the level of the Supreme Elder at Nightingale's headquarters. This kind of strong man is basically a rumor in the world, and the dragon never ends.
But now it is simultaneous digital as soon as it appears.
And the two brothers and sisters who are constantly directing the siege of dead soldiers are even more surprising.
The elder brother is a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt. He holds a golden gun and is fierce and domineering. Everyone he encountered was either injured or dead. No one could survive his attack, and the ground around him was covered with corpses. The younger sister is wearing a light blue dress, petite and delicate, with a delicate face. The most noteworthy thing is that from time to time she raises her hand and releases a ball of fire. Anyone hit by the fireball will have their bodies burned and melted instantly. The power is ridiculous.
"The Immortal Cultivator!"
Lin Shan and Protector Jiang both became solemn at the same time. Protector Jiang only saw that the girl in the blue skirt could shoot fireballs, but now that Lin Shan has transformed his spiritual consciousness, he can naturally sense the aura of heaven and earth at will.
If what he sensed was correct, the golden gun in the hand of the middle-aged man in yellow shirt should be made of gold elements. Moreover, the spiritual power of his body was slightly stronger than his own.
"In the middle stage of Qi training, a metal cultivator."
Lin Shan made a judgment instantly.
As for that man's sister, the girl in the blue skirt is a fire attribute cultivator, and her strength should be in the early stages of Qi training, similar to her own.
No wonder more than twenty innate masters united to attack the brother and sister at all costs. Apparently out of fear of killing each other, no one could resist the two immortal cultivators from joining forces, so they jointly agreed to kick the two of them out first.
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"Master Nanxian! As a guest of the Prince of Chu's Palace, we cannot embarrass you too much. As long as you withdraw from the fight and leave the island, we will never take action!" There was a middle-aged man wearing a black gauze hat on his head and a police officer's uniform. said loudly.
The little leader of Nightingale next to him immediately introduced the two of them to Lin Shan: "This is Zhang Yi, the chief arrester of the Yamen of the nine counties of Jingxiang, who is in the state of innate Dzogchen."
At the same time, the man in yellow shirt in the center of the field waved his gun and said disdainfully: "Zhang Captou! When I am in a good mood, I ask you to call Zhang Captou. When I am in a bad mood, who do you think you are?"
"I'm going to decide this red fruit! Whoever steals it from me, I will kill!"
But his words are destined to have little effect. People die for wealth, and birds die for food. A hundred years after the birth of the Xiantian Zhuguo, there will be a bloody storm.
The martial artists present have been in the martial arts world for many years, and they are all people who seize the day and do not seek destiny. Especially when reaching the innate realm, everyone knows more or less that it is basically difficult to make any progress after the innate Dzogchen.
So they all set their sights on the spiritual beings of heaven and earth, hoping to go further. Even if they face an immortal master, they will naturally dare to take action.
After all, there are several innate masters of Dzogchen among them, and their own strength is not inferior to the third level of Qi training.
They are well-informed and naturally know that there are three, six, and nine levels of immortal cultivators. Immortal masters in the early and middle stages of Qi training are not invincible, and they will naturally be able to contain them if they join forces.
"Master Nanxian! I also met the Ling brothers and sisters last year at the Prince of Chu's palace. Zhu Guo is our only hope to transcend innateness. It is of no use to you immortal cultivators, so why bother to force each other!"
Another old man with white hair and beard in the field tried to persuade her. His palms were as windy as the abyss and the sea, and he struck the girl in blue skirt with a series of zhenqi palm seals. The girl hurriedly directed the fireballs to resist, but she may have been fighting for a long time, her spiritual power was weak, and her face was a little pale.
The little leader of Nightingale did his duty and pointed out that this person was the ancestor of the Hong family, a century-old family in Lingling County. He disappeared after becoming famous forty years ago, and he was also born with great perfection.
Protector Lin Shanjiang couldn't help but nod, and led the killers to hide in the forest, just spying secretly. It was obvious that they all understood the way of "gou".
But seeing the fierce fighting in the field, the innate warriors also kept trying to persuade each other. After all, they also cherished their lives, so it would be best to persuade the two brothers and sisters to leave.
Master Nanxian, who was wearing a yellow shirt, was obviously impatient with the noise and yelled:
"What do you mortals know? Innate spiritual beings like Zhu Guo are one of the main ingredients for refining Qi-training elixirs. It would be a waste of resources if you eat them!"
But after hearing this, the innate masters in the field were not only unmoved, but even more crazy in their eyes.
If something is useful to cultivators, wouldn’t it be more useful to them?
(End of chapter)