Lord of Yin Urn

Summon the obsidian sword and pierce the heart through an arc of the sword, but when it comes in contact with it, it feels like cutting leather with a knife.

The green-haired zombie tyrannical aura broke out, and giant axe slashed, slashing down the gloomy chains that trapped him.

Even extend the hand, wanting to push away the Flying Sword that is deadlocked in his chest.

Next moment, the Obsidian Sword has inexplicably increased its strength, and the purple thunder and lightning burst out. It was originally a stalemate, and the situation changed instantly, from cowhide to paper.

Flying Sword runs through zombie's chest.

The purple lightning exploded completely inside the zombie, and a gap appeared directly in the chest of the whole body.

Lin Siyuan, recall Flying Sword and put Yin Bead away.

The roundness of this color is obviously better than the first one.

The divine consciousness scanned all around, but there was no ghost. It seemed that the two were the only ghosts.

One only has Qi Refinement sixth layer, and the other only has Qi Refinement 8-Layer.

It seems that you can't stay in First Layer anymore, otherwise it will take time to find ghosts alone.

Look for the entrance of Second Layer.

According to Chen Yi, the difference in Yin Qi concentration between each layer is quite large.

Just look for places with strong Yin Qi concentration.

Lin Siyuan looked for a direction and strode towards that side.

With the talisman in his hand, the obsidian sword is carried on his back, and I dare not put it in the storage bag, although it only takes a while to call out the obsidian sword from the storage bag.

But this momentary difference.

Maybe Heaven and Earth turning upside down. Now he understands why people in Pine Forest Sect are all carrying Flying Swords instead of being in storage bags. In addition to sacrifices, there is also this reason.

The entrance to the Second Layer.

It is a place like a hole. Under the influence of Lin Siyuan's divine sense, the concentration of Yin Qi is much higher than that of other places.

Without the slightest hesitation, just go down.

Detection of God's consciousness, the Yin Qi concentration of Second Layer here is a lot richer.

My skin is getting colder and colder, just like when I was going out to work on a snowy day in the past few times, although it was tightly wrapped, the uncovered parts of the ears were all cold to death.

Feeling this kind of temperature, here Yin Qi environment makes the skin feel. Only by operating mana can you keep a trace of warmth.

But in this way, the consumption of mana will continue all the time, although this magnitude is very small.

At this time, Lin Siyuan suddenly stopped. The breath of a living person and another cultivator appeared in the detection range of the divine sense.

A black clothed cultivator appeared in front of him, his face gloomy.

Seeing Lin Siyuan appear, there is a hint of joy unconsciously. Then he quickly returned to calm.

Looking at Lin Siyuan.

said, "Junior Brother, I am the Star Firmament Path dísciple, I don’t know which sect Junior Brother belongs to."

Lin Siyuan indifferently said.

"I am the blood Demon Sect Disciple."

The black clothed cultivator was taken aback when he heard this, "Blood Demon Sect Disciple." It's a bit funny, if you are a blood Demon Sect Disciple, then who am I, why don't I know who you are.

"In this Myriad Ghosts Kiln, it is really dangerous. If you and I do not act together, it is better than one to kill ghosts together."

"when The time comes, with the two people working together, it is possible to achieve better results."

Sincere and sincere.

Lin Siyuan seems to hesitate, "This, you and I belong to different sects, is it not a little inconvenient."

"Do you believe in Senior Brother?"

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"Senior Brother, I am honest and trustworthy. I don't care about Sect."

After talking about the black clothed cultivator, he walked slowly.

At the moment of approaching fifty meters, the blood-colored long sword flew out directly, carrying a killing intent, and then threw a talisman.

Wind Blade Fireball, hit Lin Siyuan directly.

Scarlet Flying Sword slashed directly at Lin Siyuan, a very ruthless flash in his eyes.

You are the Blood Demon Sect Disciple,

Since you claim to be the Blood Demon Sect Disciple, you will definitely contribute to Senior Brother.

Seeing Flying Sword's rapid attack, Lin Siyuan didn't seem to react. The black clothed cultivator couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart.

But next moment.

The obsidian sword came out of its body, with a great momentum, and the purple thunder condensed crazily, but this time it was not at the tip of the sword, even spreading to the body of the sword.

In the original Black Sword's body, a hint of purple appeared unexpectedly. Lin Siyuan's expression was calm. Just now, he had been accumulating energy and suppressing it all the time.

Out of the sword, the obsidian sword that had been dyed purple collided with the blood-colored Flying Sword, just a contact.

The blood-colored Flying Sword was knocked away in an instant, even with some twists and turns. It was directly bounced onto the stone wall and inserted directly into the stone wall, the hilt of the sword was still shaking slightly.

The sense of the black clothed cultivator felt the majestic force and was shocked. He instantly lost control and separated from the Flying Sword. This extremely uncomfortable feeling even made him feel that his sense of consciousness was Torn it a bit.

The feeling of fainting in my mind rises, and I want to vomit.

At this time, the black clothed cultivator's eyes flashed with astonishment. With just one blow, just like this, he was taught a lesson by this Blood Demon Sect "dísciple".

Trying to get rid of this semi-fainting state, the spiritual sense is still loose and erratic. Just now, the connection between my spiritual sense and Flying Sword was cut off by a single blow, and the damage was a bit serious.

"Senior Brother didn't expect Junior Brother to be so powerful?" The black clothed cultivator bit the tip of his tongue, stimulating himself, clearing his mind, and getting rid of the state of fainting.

"Senior Brother, don't talk much." Lin Siyuan walked over and slowly approached.

After talking about Flying Sword, he also pressed on step by step.

The black clothed cultivator smiled, and suddenly hit a talisman directly. A dirt wall appeared in the narrow passage, blocking Lin Siyuan who was pressing every step of the way.

Immediately after the blood escape, he was covered in Blood Essence Combustion with turbulent mana.

A bloody escape light flew away quickly.

The bloody escape of the fast flight, the black clothed cultivator's eyes flashed a bit of pain, and his Top Grade Flying Sword was still there.

But he came back to his senses again, with a look of gratitude that he had escaped. He didn't know which dísciple Lin Siyuan was, how could he be so strong, he beat himself like this with just one sword.

His own blood flew away, he should not be able to catch up.

But at the next moment, the soil wall burst open, and the clods flew in all directions.

A blue light flickers like a starlight.

Seven Stars Escape Art, Lin Siyuan took a basic point to make its First Layer cultivation success.

"Senior Brother, don't you want to talk."

Lin Siyuan said slowly.

I heard this voice in the ears of the black clothed cultivator and wanted to vomit blood.

Why can I still be caught up in my bloody escape? I am a bloody escape.

Look at the slow but shrinking distance.

A trace of grief and anger flashed in the eyes of the black clothed cultivator, and he directly crushed the token. Even if his grade was invalid, he would not leave his Yin Bead to Lin Siyuan.

Lin Siyuan regretfully stopped to escape. If he is late, he will catch up. Now he can only watch the "Senior Brother" of Star Firmament Path be taken away. , He still has a lot to say.

Go back again, put away the bloody long sword.

It seems to be Top Grade Magical Artifact, not bad.

The black clothed cultivator has just been led out of Secret Realm, and just breathed a sigh of relief. I saw my own sect leader, the Golden Core daoist Lu Yuansheng of Blood Demon Sect, staring at him with a ugly expression.

The other six Golden Core daoists also looked at themselves a little amused.

The black clothed cultivator pressed the storage bag, so all my performance was seen just now.