This is what cultivating immortals is like

When he heard that Lu Bei was from Xuanyin Division, Lin Fengxian's face felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly. He put away his previous appreciation and praise and just pretended that nothing happened.

Wuzhou has its own national conditions here.

As a member of the Huangji Sect and a high-ranking official, it is reasonable and common sense that he hates the Xuanyin Division.

"Did the Xuanyin Division also receive news that the old devil came to Ningzhou?"

"The great steward is wise."

"Stop pretending, I can see that some people are telling you secretly."

Lin Fengxian snorted coldly. He had always suspected that his group of stewards were hiding undercover agents of the Xuanyin Division. Today, his suspicion was confirmed. But then again, this may also be Xuanyin Division's plan to alienate each other, and the specific situation still needs to be considered.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be Qingwei from the Xuanyin Division. No wonder he is so scheming."

The old weirdo from Longquan laughed sinisterly and said to Lin Fengxian: "This kid took away my master's treasure with the intention of framing me. The chief steward knows everything, so don't fall into his scheme. I have a good heart and will do something for the chief steward. The idea of ​​​​killing someone with a borrowed knife, you and I join forces to kill him, and then say that he died at my hand, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"It was easy for Lin to kill him. Do I need to join forces with you?"

Lin Fengxian sneered three times: "Old devil, you have a seat in Ningzhou's death row. Lin ordered someone to prepare thirty-eight rotten bone nails. If you don't mind, just go with Lin!"

After saying this, he turned his five fingers into claws and stirred up the rapids of air waves. The strong cold wind was as straight as a spear, and it hit the old monster Longquan's chest and abdomen hard.

"You dare to show off your trivial skills!"

The old monster in Longquan took a sharp breath, and the strong air suddenly filled his chest, and then hot blood spurted out like mist. He manifested four bloody steel knives in the air, three of them struck Lin Fengxian, and one was awarded to Lu Bei.

According to the estimation of the old monster in Longquan, Lu Bei's previous strong outbreak must have used some secret method. A moment of bravery is not a concern, and the main enemy is still Lin Fengxian.

The steel knife struck, and the violent wind lifted the curtain of the battle, making Lu Bei's robes rustle. He pulled out the straight knife with his backhand, yelled angrily, and fought head-on. He fought back and forth with the blood-colored steel knife in a 50-50 fight.

In this battle, Lin Fengxian and the old monster Longquan are the protagonists. He plays support and just picks up his head in the end.

As a weak innate, he can fight with a quarter of a move from a master of the Transformation God Realm. Isn’t that a bit embarrassing?

Lu Bei's acting skills exploded here, and he retreated to the edge of the battlefield while shouting and grunting vigorously, dealing with the bloody sword in front of him, while aiming at the center of the battlefield with his peripheral vision, waiting for an opportunity to burst out and pick up people's heads.

boom! ! !

Lin Fengxian broke three bloody knives with three palms, clasped his hands in front of his chest, clasped his eight fingers tightly into a fist, put his two middle fingers together, and made a strange hand gesture directed at the old monster Longquan.

"Huang Ji She Heart Seal!"

In an instant, the air flow surged.

The face of the old monster in Longquan changed. The invisible attack oppressed his mind. The magic power in the solidified body could not be drawn out. There was a gap in perception, as if the spirit and soul were removed from the body at this moment.

As a huge force hit him, his whole face was red and dripping with blood, almost distorted.

"ah!"

The old monster Longquan's torso and limbs exploded continuously, and the air flow shot out in all directions, enveloping hot blood, including a large number of internal organ fragments.

Lu Bei could see clearly that the moment the Huangji She Heart Seal was activated, the space around the old monster Longquan was stagnant. It was difficult to defend, let alone counterattack.

As expected of the chief steward of the Huangji Sect, he didn't play according to the routine at all. He raised his hand and made a big move, skipping the process of testing and saying harsh words.

This is very bad. If the old monster Longquan is beaten to death in one go, how can he still steal people's heads to gain experience?

boom! !

In the blood mist, a terrifying skeleton hit the mountain wall, with some muscles and veins drooping and a few pieces of flesh and blood. The gums were red, the scalp and hair were stained with blood, and the two eyeballs were spinning in an extremely penetrating way.

The style of painting has changed drastically, the browsing of the classical fairy tale section has been completed, and the horror plasma movie has started to be played.

With such an injury, if it had been in other realms of transformation, not only would he die on the spot, but he would also lose the ability to move.

The old monster from Longquan is an extreme exception. He can still move safely with only a skeleton left. His rich blood is flowing, and he wears a layer of red clothes on his bony body.

He took one step forward, and eight figures spread out in a series, surrounding Lin Fengxian's position.

"How can I let you get what you want?"

Before coming, Lin Feng had read the intelligence information about the old monster in Longquan and knew that the old monster had several special skills, including the combined attack technique of forming an array of clones.

He stepped out and released his palm, and the powerful mana exploded. The palm of his palm was as red as a soldering iron. The omnipresent air flow was instantly exhausted, and the mountains and rocks at the edge of the vacuum were burned into a red and turbid substance.

When he pushed his palm halfway, his joints exploded and he clenched into a fist.

"The Emperor's Body Sacrifice Seal!"

The punch was like thunder across the sky, shaking the old monster Longquan's mind and blurring his vision. In the darkness, I could vaguely see a huge figure looking down at the sky, striking down the fist seal that covered the sky and the sun.

boom----

Bones shattered and blood flew, and red and white things spilled into the sky. The black and white eyeballs dragged a nerve vein and flew out of the black eye sockets. After landing on the ground, they rolled twice and stopped moving.

it's over? !

Lu Bei's eyes widened, his heart filled with disbelief.

In the battle between the gods and gods, the old monster Longquan was killed by Lin Fengxian with two moves. Is this old monster Longquan too weak, or is the secret method of Huangji Sect too strong?

What about the old devil who has been famous for many years?

Just when Lu Bei was in shock, Lin Feng, who had punched the old monster in Longquan, turned around and ran away. He took a step forward and flashed dozens of meters away. He flashed several times in a row and disappeared immediately.

Obviously, it's not over yet.

Rumble————

At the place where the old monster of Longquan died with his bones shattered, a red blood bead floated in the wind. As it turned, it sucked in the strong wind and spit out waves of blood.

Countless blood spread vertically and horizontally, rushing crazily along the ten thousand demon caves extending in all directions. The pioneer blood waves manifested into snake-like demon shadows, and along the way, they refined the alien beasts and poisonous insects that blocked the road, and integrated them into the body to strengthen themselves. .

The physical body is an illusion. This blood bead is the real body of the old monster Longquan. His soul was refined into it in his early years. If the blood bead does not break, he will not die.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being despised by everyone in the world of cultivating immortals and practicing secretly. Lu Lianwu does not have so many tricks in the realm of transformation into gods.

At this time, Lu Bei had caught up with Lin Fengxian.

"Master, the old monster from Huangquan is so powerful. If you need help, just ask. Ding is willing to do his best."

"Xuan Yin Division, stay away, don't delay the Emperor Ji Sect's work."

Lin Fengxian ordered angrily. He was just surprised by Lu Bei's tyrannical physical speed. Being entrusted with an important task by the Xuanyin Division and being able to confront the old monster Longquan for a while, it was not surprising that he had some small skills.

Lin Fengxian held the compass in his hand and took a shortcut out of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. Lu Bei followed closely behind him. Not long after he saw the light of day again, a torrent of extremely smelly blood was unleashed.

The bloody heads were raised one after another, and the demonic dragon raised its head, a total of nine heads.

Thick blood mist steamed, and countless dead bones were rolling and dancing in the air. As more and more blood surged, the size of the demon dragon increased to an extremely terrifying size.

"Huangjishe Divine Seal!"

Lin Fengxian once again performed a strange fighting technique, and aimed it at the huge demonic dragon from a distance. The powerful force field crushed it away, accompanied by a tearing sound like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, creating ripples in the mid-air.

The body of the nine-headed demonic dragon stagnated, and most of its body was shattered by the blood tide. While countless silt, sand, earth and rocks were raised high, the remaining half of its body fell far away into the rocks.

"Array,"

"rise!"

Outside the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, in a land of brown rocks and rocks, the innate realm stewards including Huang He, who had been waiting for a long time, all pressed the magic formula, and a golden light formation soared into the sky, and each golden thread was dragged and pressed. He fell down, and the chains wrapped around the demon's head, suppressing the Yang Zhigang attribute and making him unable to move.

"You dare to be a junior————"

The nine dragon heads screamed loudly and loudly, causing the golden formation to tremble several times. Several of the weak Xiantian Realm stewards turned pale and almost failed to maintain the formation.

Now that things have happened, Old Monster Longquan has also seen that Huangji Sect has been planning for a long time and restrained him every time he took advantage of the situation. He was clearly prepared.

First, he was plotted by Lu Bei and was blamed. Then, he was plotted by Lin Fengxian. He was trapped in the formation and could not escape. A generation of old devils entered the situation of Ningzhou and suffered various capsulations. How could it be so miserable?

Oh, and I also lost my goddaughter and my disciple-in-law, so it’s even worse.

"Stabilize the formation, don't let the old devil leave."

Lin Feng stepped in front of the formation first, and with him personally taking action, the pressure on the innate realm stewards was greatly reduced. They used the magic formulas one by one to condense hundreds or thousands of golden threads to suppress the magic dragon.

"Chief steward, I came to Ningzhou just to seek treasure. Why are you and I so aggressive all the time?"

The old monster from Longquan used his last move: "I know that Emperor Ji Sect has a quota for recruiting guests. If the chief manager is willing to settle the matter and give me a quota, I will repay you a hundred times a thousand times."

"Haha, someone else might be able to take the guest spot, but you old devil..."

Lin Fengxian glanced at Lu Bei, who looked like a passer-by, and smiled coldly: "I'm not afraid to tell you that today is not about arresting you, but about training you. Your orb is favored by a noble person, and Lin is also acting under orders."

"What?!"

The old monster from Longquan was horrified: "The blood beads contain my soul, you guys want me to die!"

"That's right, what I want is your life."

Lin Fengxian looked intently at the blood beads embedded in the demonic dragon's reverse scales, waved his hands, and spread out eight golden flames. While stabilizing the formation, he also accelerated the refining of the stinky poisonous dragon.

Looking at the heated scene, Lu Bei secretly shook his head.

The noble person who can make the chief steward of the Huangji Sect obey orders is most likely an elder of the Huangji Sect. If he is braver, he might be Lin Fengxian's adoptive father.

The heads are no longer available.

Lin Fengxian is not an unintelligent person. If he takes any action, such as forcibly killing the old monster Longquan, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the other party. He finally throws the blame to the old monster Longquan and cannot let the other party's sacrifice be in vain.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei flashed, jumped into the air and sped away.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fengxian ordered the stewards to make a quick decision to prevent long nights and many dreams, such as Xuanyin Division causing trouble, and the demon dragon must be refined within half an hour.

However, deep in the earth's veins, there is another black ball that escapes far away...