Grassroots Immortality

Yuan Zhen did not expect that Lin Xian's physical strength was so strong. He was originally a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and he had also tempered his physical body. For ordinary cultivators, they only cultivate magic power and not the physical body. It seems that Lin Xian is a cultivator who specializes in cultivating the physical body.

Yuan Zhen exerted force on his right arm with his left hand, and another click sound was heard. After moving his right arm, Yuan Zhen said angrily: "It's actually a cultivator who specializes in cultivating the physical body. This is rare. Today, let me, Yuan Zhen, come and see how powerful the physical cultivation is."

Yuan Zhen took out a bronze flying sword from the storage bag. As his hand gestures kept changing, the flying sword turned into a bronze sword more than three feet long. The sword body was emitting green light and rich spiritual fluctuations. Top-grade magic weapon!

Yuan Zhen kept changing his hand gestures, and finally uttered the word "go". The bronze sword shot towards Lin Xian. Under Yuan Zhen's control, the bronze sword split into three in the middle and stabbed towards Lin Xian from three directions.

Lin Xian did not dare to be careless. He took out the silver shield and blocked it in front of him. Although the silver shield was broken by the blood demon cone of the blood demon leader last time, leaving a thumb-sized hole, the defense power was reduced, but the main body was still intact, and the defense power was much stronger than that of ordinary magic weapons.

Soon, the three bronze swords collided with the silver shield, and three metal collision sounds rang out one after another. Although the silver shield blocked this attack, the surface was like a spider web, with many cracks. Although Lin Xian was heartbroken, he didn't have the mind to consider the problem of these magic weapons at this time.

Now his situation is very bad. The Exploding Heaven Taoist sitting on the main seat is not taking action now because of face. Will he let him leave? His goal was the Water Spirit Pearl. Before he got it, he couldn't go anywhere. The Taoist Yuan Zhen in front of him, who was in the late stage of foundation building, was much stronger than the Blood Demon Sect Leader. How could he escape from here? Could he successfully escape from the hands of the Jindan cultivator?

Thinking of this, Lin Xian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. It was obvious that this possibility was very small. At this time, the Great Elder and Luo Yuxin just stood aside without any action or words. This made Lin Xian feel a little uncomfortable. Even if they couldn't go against the intention of the Jindan senior, they didn't say a word of pleading, which made Lin Xian feel quite complicated. However, Lin Xian also found a reason for himself. The opposite side was a Jindan cultivator, and he couldn't disobey at all, not to mention that there was a sect behind them.

Lin Xian quickly thought about various possibilities of getting out, but in the end he rejected them one by one. In front of the Jindan cultivator, he had only a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. This might be the reason why all conspiracies and tricks were futile in the face of absolute strength.

The battle continued. After the three bronze swords struck, they quickly merged into one, and continued to slash towards Lin Xian under the urging of Yuan Zhen's magic formula. The bronze sword was extremely fast, and it was impossible for Lin Xian to dodge. He could only grit his teeth and put the silver shield in front of him to block it.

Soon, the bronze sword hit the silver shield, and a sound like glass breaking was heard. This time, the silver shield could no longer block the attack of the bronze sword and turned into countless fragments.

At this time, Yuan Zhen said with a mocking look: "Boy, your shield is pretty good. It actually blocked two attacks of my Qinggang sword before breaking. I wonder how many attacks of my Qinggang sword your body can block?"

Now Lin Xian no longer has a defensive magic weapon with the same defensive power as the silver shield. At this time, he is like a lamb to be slaughtered, and a touch of despair gradually emerges in his heart.

He left Linjia Village at the age of seven, just to make his family live better and let his younger sister eat meat, but he unexpectedly received the teachings of Mr. Huo. He thought that he would have the opportunity to pursue immortality if he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. In order to go further on the road of cultivating immortals, he came to Xinluo Sect. Coming to Xinluo Sect also made him feel cared for and taken care of again, and he felt the same as when he was in Linjia Village again. But now, he might be killed soon, but the sect master and the elders did not change their faces and did not say anything for him.

Moreover, they did not intend to take action. Lin Xian remembered that when he came out of the secret realm, the sect master once said that he would rather Xinluo Sect be destroyed than hand him over to the three major forces. Now it seems that that may not be true, or they are not afraid of the union of the three major forces.

All the past things quickly emerged in his mind. He thought that cultivating immortals could lead to immortality, but now he is about to die before he is thirty. Thinking of this, Lin Xian was determined. He would die anyway, and he had to take someone with him.

At this moment, his eyes were full of determination and murderous intent, which was stronger than ever in his life. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Yuan Zhen in front of him, and then... he didn't care about what happened next.

Lin Xian shouted, and the Soul-Shocking Thorn was instantly released. At the same time, he hit his chest with his right hand. Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. There was a dark red object in the blood, which shot towards Yuan Zhen's heart like a bullet.

Two "be careful" sounds sounded at the same time, and the elder shot towards Lin Xian's back. Luo Yuxin stood still, and Yuan Zhen had a dull face and dull eyes.

The Blood Demon Cone was so fast that it arrived three feet in front of Yuan Zhen in just one breath. At this time, the Heaven-shaking Taoist opened his eyes, and his eyes were shining. He waved his sleeves, and the Blood Demon Cone was accurately hit by his sleeves, so it deviated to one side. Seeing that the Blood Demon Cone failed to kill Yuan Zhen, Lin Xian felt disheartened.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw the elder with a cold face. Before Lin Xian could react, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian. A cold dagger had already pierced his dantian.

Lin Xian looked at the elder in disbelief, and then looked at the dagger stuck in his dantian. The elder didn't even look at Lin Xian. He took off Lin Xian's storage bag and said respectfully to the Taoist Zhatian: "Senior, this kid surnamed Lin is ungrateful and has nothing to do with my Xinluo Sect. To express my apology, please accept this storage bag."

Yuan Zhen also woke up at this time. At this time, he was a little angry and was about to rush to Lin Xian to kill him. The Taoist Zhatian waved his hand and motioned him to step aside.

Zhatiandaoren didn't seem to have any interest in the slaughter between the elders of the sect in front of him. He stretched out his hand with an indifferent look on his face, and Lin Xian's storage bag flew into his hand.