Grassroots Immortality

Lin Xian madly injected spiritual power into the silver shield, and the silver shield also shone with silver light. Soon, the giant axe chopped on the silver shield, and a huge metal collision sounded. Lin Xian suddenly felt a huge force coming from the silver shield. He felt sweet in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards.

After retreating a distance of ten feet, Lin Xian stood still and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Lin Xian quickly changed a few hand gestures, and soon a golden firebird flew out of its body and headed towards the blood-colored axe. At the same time, it immediately summoned the heart fire, and the heart fire began to burn the heart of the Blood Demon Cult Leader.

As soon as the Burning Heart Flame appeared, the Blood Demon Cult Leader's face became solemn. You know, most of the magic weapons and skills of their Blood Demon Cult are related to blood, and flames are the main nemesis of their skills. The more powerful the flame, the stronger the effect of restraining his skills.

When the golden firebird approached the blood-colored giant axe, it turned into a fire net, covering the blood-colored giant axe in the air. The blood-colored giant axe was soon surrounded by the golden flames, and the blood energy on it was released, but the blood energy evaporated instantly when it touched the golden flames, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating in the air.

The Blood Demon Cult Leader pinched the magic formula with his hands and chanted the spell, constantly controlling the blood-colored giant axe to rush left and right, and the blood-colored axe kept making a sizzling sound when it touched the golden fire net. For a while, green smoke kept coming out of the air, and at the same time, a burnt smell began to spread in the air.

At this time, the Blood Demon Cult Leader was also complaining in his heart. His spiritual power, which was not sufficient to begin with, had to be divided into some to suppress the heart fire, and his top-grade magic weapon, the Blood Demon Axe, was trapped by the golden flames. Seeing that the magic weapon of the Xinluo Sect monk was about to attack again, he could only inject spiritual power into the bone shield again.

Lin Xian took out a silver long sword and began to chant the incantation. The silver sword quickly changed from three feet to ten feet, and a strong spiritual energy wave emanated from it. Lin Xian pointed at the huge silver sword, and the silver sword followed the many magic weapons and slashed towards the Blood Demon Cult Leader.

Soon, the sound of rain hitting banana leaves rang out in the air again. Although these magic weapons did not break the defense of the Blood Demon Cult Leader, he originally only had 30% of his spiritual power, and half of it was consumed in two rounds of attacks. Moreover, he felt that his control over the blood-colored axe was getting weaker and weaker. The golden flame was still burning the axe, and the blood on the axe was almost dry. Seeing this, the Blood Demon Cult Leader was also very anxious. He originally thought that he could quickly kill the opponent with the advantage of cultivation, but the result was beyond his expectations again. He also saw that among these cultivators, only the boy surnamed Lin had a strong fighting power, and the others were not worth mentioning. As long as he killed the boy surnamed Lin, it would be as easy to kill the rest as cutting melons and vegetables.

Thinking of this, the Blood Demon Cult Leader simply gave up the blood-colored axe, and a trace of reluctance appeared in his eyes. He punched himself in the chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. At the same time, a dark red object in the blood shot towards Lin Xian's heart at a high speed.

Lin Xian suddenly felt that he was shrouded in the shadow of death. Although he still held the silver shield in his hand, his body subconsciously tilted to the right.

Soon, the dark red object hit the silver shield like a bullet, and the silver shield that had never disappointed Lin Xian was as thin as paper. The dark red object instantly penetrated the silver shield, and it continued to move forward, passing directly through Lin Xian's body and flying towards the back of his body.

Lin Xian suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a thumb-sized hole appeared on his left chest, and blood was gushing out of the hole.

Lin Xian didn't care about being surprised. He quickly took out a healing pill from the storage bag and threw it directly into his mouth. If he had not subconsciously tilted his body to the right, his heart might have been pierced. Now the hole was less than an inch away from his heart, but his life was saved.

At this time, Lin Xian was shocked. He didn't know what the dark red object was, but it was so powerful. You know, his silver shield's defense was amazing, and his body was much stronger than the average foundation-building cultivator after forging. That's it, the dark red object pierced his silver shield and body at once, and also killed a Qi training disciple behind him.

At this time, the giant sword also slashed on the bone shield. This time, the Blood Demon Cult Leader was no longer as simple as retreating two steps. The bone shield was directly cut in half, but the Blood Demon Cult Leader had already retreated quickly and was not attacked by the giant sword. At this time, Lin Xian didn't care about any backlash. He immediately sent out a soul-stirring thorn towards the retreating Blood Demon Cult Leader's sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, he quickly retracted the silver sword and took out three seven-star needles.

He didn't dare to gamble again. Was there any dark red object like the one just now on the Blood Demon Cult Master? If there was, could he still be so lucky to dodge it?

Soon, the Shocking Soul Thorn attacked the Blood Demon Cult Master's sea of ​​consciousness. Although Lin Xian's consciousness was still slightly inferior to that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, it was very close. Backlash would not happen, but the effect might be much worse.

Lin Xian had expected it in his heart. When the Shocking Soul Thorn attacked the Blood Demon Cult Master's sea of ​​consciousness, the Seven Star Needle had also been activated by him. As soon as the Shocking Soul Thorn entered the Blood Demon Cult Master's sea of ​​consciousness, it instantly pierced through the wall of his sea of ​​consciousness. He immediately felt a sharp pain in his head, and then lost consciousness.

After two breaths, he began to gradually regain consciousness. As soon as he regained a little consciousness, the Blood Demon Cult Leader felt the threat of death. He was about to move his body without thinking twice, but it was too late because three golden needles were approaching his body, piercing his eyebrows, heart and dantian.

The Blood Demon Cult Leader roared, and then his body stiffened. His eyebrows, heart and dantian had been pierced by three seven-star needles, and blood was gushing out of three thumb-thick blood holes.

The Blood Demon Cult Leader had an incredible look on his face, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. He couldn't believe it until his death that he, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, actually died in the hands of a kid who had just built his foundation.

His body fell straight backwards, splashing countless dust. Lin Xian glanced at the Blood Demon Cult Leader who died with his eyes open, quickly took off the storage bag on his waist, and then looked at the other two battlefields.