Chapter 21 Vampire
“Go!”
As Xin Ruyin finished speaking, a set of purple formation disks appeared in his hand.
Three silver formation flags emitted were suspended above the formation disk. With a swipe of Xin Ruyin’s jade finger, three silver formation flags flew out from the formation disk.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The formation flag quickly sank into the ground, and a looming silver light curtain instantly enveloped the courtyard completely.
At the same time, the mahogany door in front of him quickly disappeared like the moon in the water.
A beautiful scene appeared in front of the two of them.
“Whoops!”
Wang Lin’s figure swayed and turned into a phantom, quickly stepping into the formation.
Since the demon monk was only at the eighth level of Qi training, Wang Lin did not hide his figure and immediately attracted the demon monk's attention as soon as he stepped into the courtyard.
"Who are you!"
Wang Lin's sudden appearance really startled the demon monk. His special consciousness swept through, but he was unable to detect Wang Lin's cultivation level.
This also means that Wang Lin’s cultivation level far exceeds his own.
Thinking of this, the demon monk immediately smiled and flattered: "My fellow Taoist is here, and I don't know why?"
Wang Lin was not in a hurry to take action, but pointed at the seductive women on the ground and said, "Why do you confine these mortals here?"
The demon monk rolled his eyes and then lightly He smiled and said: "These are my blood species. The poor monk's skills are special and need to be practiced with the essence and blood of these blood species."
Wang Lin glanced at the demon monk and sneered: "No. Thinking that Tainan Temple is full of dirt and evil."
In response to Wang Lin's sarcasm, the demon monk was not angry, but bowed respectfully: "As long as the Taoist friend is put on the next horse, the poor monk will be respectful. Thank you."
As soon as he said this, Wang Lin raised his hand and pointed at the demon monk's Dantian: "Hand over the cultivation method of this method."
"Hahaha!"
Hearing Wang Lin's words, the demon monk couldn't help but chuckle and let out a long sigh of relief: "It turns out that fellow Taoists are also people of the same Taoist philosophy."
Dare to show mercy to him They thought that Wang Lin was plotting his own method of blood cultivation.
Although he was reluctant to hand over the technique, Wang Lin's cultivation was far superior to his own, so he did not dare to hesitate and took out a blank jade slip from his arms and put it between his eyebrows.
The "blood type" cultivation method is imprinted into it.
After half a cup of tea, the demon monk put down the jade slip in his hand, flicked his wrist, and threw it directly to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin took the jade slip and did not investigate rashly, but asked his inner curiosity: "Where did this method come from?"
Now that the skill has been handed over, the demon monk Naturally, he did not hide anything and said bluntly: "This method is I got a demon-killing technique that was fused with the Buddhist "Golden Lotus Relic""
"A fusion technique?"
Wang Lin was slightly startled, but he didn't expect that the demon monk could only practice it. At the eighth level of Qi, he actually integrated the techniques on his own.
But then Wang Lin thought about it. Yue Jing, a veteran who had mastered the fire bomb technique to the extreme, also created his own flame-making technique.
Although his cultivation level is low, it is not without merit.
“Have you ever heard of Buddhism’s Mingwang Jue?”
Wang Lin’s voice changed and he suddenly asked casually.
The demon monk frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and then shook his head.
"In that case, then you should die."
Wang Lin's face was expressionless, but the words in his mouth sent chills down the demon monk's back.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A stack of ten fire bullet talismans came out of his hand and turned into ten flames rising into the wind.
The fire bomb talisman burned in the air, and then turned into orange-red fireballs the size of a human head, falling straight towards the demon monk.
The originally nervous demon monk couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was just a basic low-level talisman fire bullet technique.
Although Wang Lin's cultivation level cannot be detected, it is inferred from the elementary and lower-level talismans that he took out that his cultivation level should not be much higher than his own.
Thinking of this, the demon monk tapped the storage bag on his waist, and a flash of blood flashed through.
A blood-red brocade handkerchief rose in the wind and grew to several feet in size in the blink of an eye, completely covering the demonic monk. As the magical weapon was sacrificed, the demon monk couldn't help but feel relieved.
Although the blood-threaded handkerchief is only a mid-level defensive weapon, it is more than enough to deal with mere fire bombs.
Then he scolded Wang Lin: "Why do you still fall out after you have mastered the technique?"
Wang Lin glanced at the women writhing on the ground and said calmly: "Kill people. He will always kill him.”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Ten orange-red fire bombs pierced the air and hit the blood-threaded handkerchief.
"Boom!"
The fire bomb exploded quickly, powerful flames burst out, and the blood-red silk handkerchief dimmed in an instant.
The fire did not dissipate, but intensified, directly burning the blood-threaded handkerchief black and losing all its aura.
“How is it possible!!!”
“The power of fire bombs...”
Seeing that the magic weapon was destroyed, the demon monk's eyes widened with disbelief.
Wang Lin would not give him time to resist. With a wave of his sleeve, a golden light flashed through.
A seven-foot golden spear flew out of the storage bag at an extremely fast speed, like a sharp arrow flying out, and it went straight into the monster monk's chest.
The golden light kept shining, directly smashing his body into pieces.
Only a widened pair of eyes remained, refusing to rest in peace.
In fact, the talisman is not used to deal with the demon monk at the eighth level of Qi training. It is purely to test the power of the talisman.
Wang Lin is very satisfied with this power. Ten fire bullet talismans can destroy the mid-level defensive magic weapon.
If there are too many, high-level defensive magic weapons may not be able to withstand them.
Wang Lin stepped forward slowly, flicked his wrist, put the storage bag directly into his sleeve, and then snapped his fingers.
An orange-red fire bomb came out of his hand and landed on the two corpses on the ground.
After dealing with the demon monk, Wang Lin looked at the dozen or so mentally obsessed women lying on the ground.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Lin walked out of the yard.
It would be more appropriate to leave the next matter to Xin Ruyin.
Although he had already used his spiritual sense to explore part of the scene in the courtyard, after seeing it clearly, Xin Ruyin still couldn't calm down for a long time, and her mouth opened slightly:
"This kind of person will die. Not a pity.”
Wang Lin nodded, his consciousness moved slightly, and he suddenly looked forward.
I saw an old monk leading Xiaomei, whose eyes were dull, towards the courtyard.
Xiaomei’s appearance is the same as that of the women on the ground.
"Sixth level of Qi training!"
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Old bald man, you are seeking death!"
The old monk glanced at Wang Lin, and then couldn't help but look at the yard behind him. His face instantly turned pale, and he quickly ran away into the distance without having time to think about it.
"Whoops!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, the golden spear flashed past, directly piercing it to the core.
As Guangzhi died, Xiaomei, who had just lost her mind, immediately returned to normal.
“Ah, why am I here!”
At the same time, the women in the backyard also woke up one after another at this moment.
Obviously, the magic that enchanted people came from the old bald donkey who just died.
Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look at the storage bag on his waist.
I am interested in this method of psychedelic mind.
(End of this chapter)