Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

Lin Yi couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this.

He would not dare to spare the other party for such a calculating monk.

If he is not careful, he will die without a burial place.

What's more, this guy already knows their secret, which cannot be kept at all.

Ignoring the other party's pleading eyes, Lin Yi used a spell to cover his fist and punched it directly.

boom--

After taking Yunni Zao, Lin Yi's strength was comparable to that of Jindan mid-stage physical training. Han Feng was just a magic cultivator. Without any defense, he simply couldn't withstand Lin Yi's punch.

Lin Yi shattered Han Feng's Dantian with one punch. No matter how good the opponent was in calculating, he could not make any waves without the support of magic power.

"Ah, Shuzi, how dare you destroy my Dantian!"

Along with the shattering of Dantian, there was also the ice that sealed Han Feng.

The severe pain caused Han Feng to curse immediately after he escaped from the trap.

"Haha, I just destroyed your Dantian, but Lin wants to kill you."

Lin Yi didn't hesitate at all. His right hand turned into a claw and he was about to activate the golden dragon claw.

However, when Lin Yi and the other party looked at each other, Han Feng's eyes suddenly burst out with a frightening white light, which shot into Lin Yi's mind.

This sudden change directly caused Lin Yi's body to freeze.

"Master!"

Zhao Bufan and Li Caiwei, who came out of the Juyin Coffin together, were horrified when they saw this and hurried over to check on Lin Yi.

"Hahaha, hahahaha!"

Han Feng laughed loudly: "Shuzi, it doesn't matter if you destroy my Dantian. This shocking divine thorn of mine is a secret technique that directly attacks the soul. It consumes one-third of my consciousness. You are a small golden elixir in the early stage." , under the attack of my Jingshen thorn, even if the soul is not scattered, the soul will suffer irreparable injuries, hahahaha!"

Although his dantian was shattered and there was no possibility of survival as long as the opponent still had helpers, Han Feng still felt extremely happy when his shocking thrust hit Lin Yi.

Even if he dies, he will take the culprit's back, so it's not a loss!

However, Zhao Bufan and Li Caiwei, who were still very nervous, immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Han Feng use the secret technique of the soul to attack Lin Yi, and then looked at Han Feng as if he were a fool.

"Um?"

Han Feng naturally felt the meaning in the eyes of Zhao Bufan and Li Caiwei.

"Their master is dead, shouldn't they be extremely sad? What does this mean?"

Han Feng looked at Lin Yi strangely. Lin Yi was still standing there stiffly. It didn't look like he was fine, but he didn't look like he had been attacked by the Jingshenshen.

"What the hell is going on?"

When Han Feng was puzzled, Lin Yi moved, and he looked at Han Feng with interest: "The attack just now was called the Shocking Thorn, right? It's not bad, it's more powerful than what we have practiced." The God-Slaying Sword is several times stronger."

"You, you?" Han Feng was horrified: "You have also practiced the secret technique of the soul!"

"Sorry, yes." Lin Yi said with a smile: "It is precisely because we have also practiced the secret art of the soul, so we know the horror of the secret art of the soul, so we found treasures to protect our souls from attacks by the secret art of the soul."

"This..." Han Feng's brain was racing rapidly, and then his eyes lit up: "Fellow Taoist, I am willing to sacrifice the cultivation method of Jingshenshen. How about sparing my life?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist, if I kill you, that thing will be mine too."

Lin Yi waved his hand: "Beifan, his consciousness sea also has treasures to protect his soul, to save him."

"Yes!" Zhao Bufan's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and the Huntian Stick suddenly appeared in his hand.

Looking at the astonished Han Feng, Zhao Bufan smiled and said, "I didn't expect it, fellow Taoist, that we also practice eye skills."

After saying that, without waiting for Han Feng to speak, the Huntian Stick erupted with golden light and hit Han Feng on the head.

Han Feng, who had perfect cultivation of the golden elixir and was good at calculations, died in the hands of so many early-stage golden elixir monks.

However, this was not the end. After Zhao Bufan could not detect Han Feng's breath, he sat cross-legged directly in front of Han Feng's body and began to recite Buddhist scriptures.

A few breaths later, a transparent figure rose from the ground and looked at Lin Yi in horror: "Fellow Taoist, do you really want to kill everyone to this extent?"

"This is not about killing them all." Lin Yi spread his hands and said: "Isn't this because I am afraid that fellow Taoists can't find the road to hell, so I specially asked my disciple to save you. By sending you directly to the road to hell, it is regarded as you giving us the secret of the soul. Thank you."

"you!"

Han Feng was furious and wanted to say something, but a ray of Buddha's light fell from the sky and enveloped his soul. After a breath, the Buddha's light and Han Feng's soul disappeared.

Among the monks he had killed in the past, Lin Yi had never helped them survive. That was because it was not necessary.

But this monk was too cunning, and Lin Yi didn't dare to trust him, so he directly asked Zhao Bufan to save him and send him to the underworld.

As for annihilating his soul directly to avoid future troubles forever?

Lin Yi wanted to do this, but God has the virtue of good life, and the soul of the newly deceased is protected by the rules of heaven and earth and will not be attacked.

Unless this soul chooses not to go to the Underworld Road, or is blocked from going to the Underworld Road by some secret method, it can be killed, just like the souls of Zhenjun Yuncan or those demonic cultivators who use soul-gathering flags.

Now that the monk's soul has been forcibly sent to Huangquan Road, Lin Yi no longer has to worry about what tricks he is playing.

Unless the opponent's strength is strong enough to force his way back from the Yellow Springs Road.

But if the opponent really has such strength, how could he be sent to the Yellow Springs Road?

Lin Yi did not deal with the corpse, leaving it to Zhao Bufan, and he looked in another direction.

In that direction, Huang Qianqian's body, the Ice and Fire Dragon Phoenix, grabbed two storage rings and flew over here quickly.

Yes, this time Huang Qianqian did not hold back, or it could be said that the resistance of the True Man of Withered Vine was much more intense than that of Han Feng, and Huang Qianqian was killed directly.

"Daddy!"

After half a cup of tea, Huang Qianqian turned into a human form and threw herself into Lin Yi's arms, holding up two storage rings to ask for credit: "Here, the storage ring of that old man, what good things are you going to give Qianqian?"

"You little girl, with our relationship, you still want to reward?"

Lin Yi knocked on Huang Qianqian's head: "You are so young, you don't learn well, right?"

Huang Qianqian supported her head: "That's different, who told Daddy not to let Qianqian touch those spiritual fruits, Qianqian is greedy."

"You are so greedy." Lin Yi laughed and scolded, but still picked a third-level top-grade green water peach for Huang Qianqian.

"Hehe, thank you Daddy, Daddy is the best."

"Eat it quickly, the green water peach can't stop your mouth."

Lin Yi knocked on Huang Qianqian's head, then transferred the Yin Jue Coffin to the Lingzhu space, threw out the sword gourd, and called Zhao Bufan and Li Caiwei to leave.