Chapter 124 Blood Warrior, Ice Demon!
The sound transmission jade talisman was handed over by Han Li a few days ago.
Wang Lin knew that Han Li had met the Blood Warrior and felt that the risk was too great, so he came to seek help.
In addition to himself, Li Huayuan should also be reported.
As expected, Li Huayuan should send several of his disciples here.
In the original work, two disciples were lost here, one of whom was the third disciple Liu Jing.
He was also Han Li's biggest helper in killing the Yue Emperor.
Especially the power of the True Phoenix Talisman, which is enough to exert three-tenths of the power of the magic weapon.
Wang Lin is also very greedy.
After this contact, you can trade with him to see if you can get this real treasure.
Wang Lin's cultivation has now reached the foundation-building stage, and there is also the ghost Yaksha in the false elixir stage.
It is difficult for ordinary foundation-building monks to threaten themselves, but they lack some trump cards to threaten the core-building monks.
The power of the talisman is good, but it can only exert one-tenth of the power of the talisman.
Don’t look at that small 10%, it is often enough to change the situation of the battle.
Qin Mansion.
Han Li was meditating cross-legged to practice his Qi. Suddenly, his eyes opened slightly and a cold light flashed through him.
"Which fellow Taoist is here, please show up."
Before he finished speaking, he immediately offered up a turtle-back-shaped magic weapon and suspended it in front of him.
Holding a vermilion talisman in his left hand, he looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.
What made Han Li so alert was the sudden discovery of three or four foundation-building monks outside the house.
Although they all used concealment spells, they had practiced the Dayan Jue after all.
The spiritual consciousness is somewhat stronger than that of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building at the same level, so he naturally noticed the abnormality.
"Haha, what do you think? I'll tell you that you can't hide it from my junior brother."
"My junior brother has already entered the middle stage of foundation building, how can I still be teased by you."
The voice is very familiar, isn’t it Song Meng?
Han Li's heart moved slightly, and then he said loudly: "Senior brother Song is here. Junior brother has met senior brother!"
Song Meng laughed and then opened the door of the room in a big way.
Behind him, there were two other men and one woman standing.
The leader was none other than Third Senior Brother Liu Jing, followed by a man and a woman, Seventh Senior Sister Zhong Weiniang and Sixth Senior Brother Wu Xuan.
Liu Jing said with an elegant smile: "Junior Brother Ninth, I heard about you from my master. Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to meet you. I never expected to enter the middle stage of foundation building so soon."< br>
Speaking of this, Liu Jing couldn't help but click his tongue.
You must know that even yourself back then could not cultivate as fast as you did.
Zhong Weiniang covered her mouth and smiled, staring straight at Han Li with her big eyes, muttering: "Where is the eighth junior brother? Didn't he come out with you? Why didn't you see him?"< br>
looking at Zhong Weiniang looked at her carefully, and Han Li scratched his head and said, "He said he finally came to the secular world to have fun."
Zhong Weiniang curled her lips and muttered: "This kid."< br>
Han Li respected the etiquette and was about to salute Wu Xuan.
The sound of footsteps slowly came from outside the house.
As soon as everyone came to their senses, they didn’t know when Wang Lin had appeared in the house.
The sudden appearance of Wang Lin startled several people present.
If Wang Lin is an enemy with evil intentions, he will attack several people.
How many people can react?
Wang Lin stepped into the house and saluted several people one by one: "Wang Lin has met several senior brothers and sisters."
The cultivation in the later stages of foundation building was revealed without any concealment. move.
The eyes of Liu Jing and the others narrowed.
Although the four of them became disciples much earlier than Wang Lin, their cultivation levels are far inferior to Wang Lin.
Especially Wu Hyun.
The first time I met Wang Lin was in the early stage of foundation building, and now he has entered the late stage of foundation building in a short period of time.
“Senior Brother Wang!”
Seeing Wang Lin’s arrival, Han Li looked happy and felt relieved.
In fact, I asked Master for help because Wang Lin didn’t hear back for a long time.
Now that Wang Lin is taking action in the later stage of Foundation Establishment, Han Li feels much more relieved.
"Senior brothers, come and drink tea!"
Han Li turned around and entered the room, made several pots of hot tea and handed it to several people one by one.
Song Meng was impatient and waved his hands quickly, saying:
"Why are you anxious about drinking tea? First tell us about the foundation-building monks in the Black Evil Sect."
"Staying with the master, we are not allowed to fight with the magic masters."
Fourth senior brother Song Meng is very enthusiastic about fighting and fighting, and his face is full of eagerness.
“Nonsense.”
Liu Jing has a steady personality. He looked at Song Meng who was in a hurry, and then scolded him:
“Listen to Junior Brother Han first about the Demon Sect, in the end Who dares to kidnap so many foundation-building monks?”
Zhong Weiniang had a round face with two shallow dimples. She said, "I'm also curious. This demon sect is really brave."
Listening to the words of several people, Han Li lightly He sighed and explained: "Senior Sister Zhong doesn't know something. The Black Evil Sect uses monks' blood sacrifices to practice Kung Fu. There are a lot of soldiers, so it’s very difficult.”
“Blood sacrifice?”
After hearing this, Wu Xuan’s face changed slightly and he said in surprise: “But absorbing other people’s blood to improve their cultivation. "Evil skills?"
"Is it really a magic skill?"
Liu Jing, who had always been elegant, now had a sinister look on his face, with a frightening green light faintly revealed. Liu Jing hates evil as much as his enemies. Although he was born in a large family of cultivators, he was kidnapped by evil cultivators when he was young. He went through a period of torture and abuse, and almost died. Therefore, he hates evil cultivators extremely and pursues the iron-blooded principle of getting rid of evil cultivators when he encounters them.
Seeing this, Wang Lin didn’t want to waste time. He slowly raised his right hand and said, “Junior brother Han, tell me everything about this trip.”
Han Li nodded, and then slowly explained what happened that day in Prince Xin’s Mansion:
“We have to go to the banquet in Prince Xin’s Mansion...”
"Four blood servants in the foundation-building stage, and one leader whose cultivation is profound and unpredictable."
Liu Jing, who had an incomparable hatred for the demon sect, could not help but frown slightly, with fear on his face.
Wu Xuan hesitated for a while, then persuaded: "Brother Liu, we'd better ask the master for instructions and then call some people."
After hearing this, Liu Jing frowned slightly Wrinkled, he looked at Wu Xuan with an unhappy expression: "What? Are you timid?"
"Humph, of course not!"
Wu Xuan naturally did not want to admit this, and immediately argued: "I think this is safer."
Looking at the hesitant Wu Xuan, Liu Jing showed a frosty look on his face and said directly: "Now the palace has become a hiding place. This is a filthy place. Just follow me and take action.”
“If the higher-ups are responsible, I will bear all the blame.”
Hearing this, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes. This Liu Jing really hates evil as much as he hates it.
But his temper is too hasty, and even if he is not plotted in the Yue Palace, he will not go too far on the road to immortality.
Zhong Weiniang had the closest relationship with Song Meng and Liu Jing, so naturally she nodded in agreement.
Then Liu Jing turned to look at Wang Lin and the others, and said, "I wonder what the three junior brothers are planning to do? If they don't want to, I won't force it."
Wang Lin smiled slightly and waved gently. Waving his hand: "How can we be afraid of that evil cultivator?"
Looking at the extremely confident Wang Lin , Han Li smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said: "This matter all started with me, so I can't retreat."
Seeing that everyone agreed to enter the palace, Wu Xuan's face was red and white, and he gritted his teeth: " Monks like us are not allowed to enter the palace. If you insist on going, I will not participate.”
As the saying goes, people who are different do not work together, so Wu Xuan did not stay for a long time, but walked out of the house and left with his imperial weapon.
Zhong Weiniang looked at Wu Xuan's back with dissatisfaction on her face: "Sixth Senior Brother is really shameless, he backed down in the face of the battle."
Liu Jing waved his hand and said solemnly: "Everyone has his own ambitions, we should be early With these actions, no one knows whether the leader of the Black Demon Sect will leave the seclusion early."
Night falls.
Everyone in the city went back to their houses to rest.
Wang Lin and others sacrificed their magical weapons, concealed themselves, and came outside the palace.
Standing in mid-air, looking at the city gate that looked like a long black dragon.
The leader Liu Jing waved his sleeves and said: "Let's go!"
His voice was decisive and he took the lead to escape into the palace.
Wang Lin stood on the white cloud shuttle with his hands behind his back, looking very relaxed.
But if someone looks carefully, they can see a faint blue light flashing in Wang Lin's eyes.
Ghost Yaksha has already escaped into the ground holding a bone fork.
Then he and Han Lifei entered the palace behind a few people.
Liu Jing was a dull man and rushed straight into the palace without any cover.
Immediately discovered by the disciples of the Black Evil Cult who were guarding outside the palace.
However, these are all disciples of the Black Evil Sect in the Qi Refining Stage, and they are powerless to resist against those who have cultivated in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
“The light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon!”
Liu Jing raised his head, waved his sleeves, and a sparkling silkworm handkerchief rose into the wind and turned into a huge The barrier enveloped several people.
And those spells and magic weapons fell heavily on the silkworm handkerchief, which emitted a dazzling white light.
Not only did the silk handkerchief not be damaged at all, but the magic weapons and spells were bounced away and landed on the dozens of Heisha Cult members, screaming in agony.
"Senior Brother Liu, what a trick!"
Song Meng couldn't help but admired when he saw this, and then he offered up a top-notch blue magic weapon - the Blue Silk Sword.
The long sword made a buzzing sound, like a huge iron door. Seeing this, the disciples of the Black Evil Sect hurriedly dodge.
Seeing everyone dodging, Song Meng was not in a hurry. He sneered and pointed towards the blue silk sword.
Suddenly, blue light spread all over the sword, and countless blue filaments burst out in an instant, completely covering the surrounding area of tens of feet.
Seeing this scene in front of them, a group of Black Evil Cult disciples quickly resisted.
But after all, they are some Qi training disciples, how can they withstand the top magic weapons.
In an instant, everyone died, their bodies pierced by blue light.
"Activate the Four Evil Formations and trap them inside."
While these Black Evil Cult members were suffering heavy casualties during their Qi training period, there was a sound of biting coldness coming from the distance. sound.
Then an ice demon, covered in snow-white body and exuding a hazy cold air, floated over.
"Hmph! The evil spirit is here to take your life!"
When Liu Jing saw the ice demon appearing, blood immediately poured out of his eyes, with no concealed murderous intent.
In an instant, he took out his magic weapon and rushed towards the ice demon.
“Reckless man.”
Looking at Liu Jing's back, Wang Lin shook his head. Everyone had already set up the formation, so he rushed in directly.
As expected, with the cold wind blowing.
There is no ice demon in the front, only a field of ice and snow is left.
“It’s the formation!”
None of them understood the formation, and they couldn’t help but be stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
At this moment, Wang Lin walked slowly from the crowd.
(End of this chapter)