Grassroots Immortality

Even if all the cultivators in the Yin Gui Sect were extremely evil, the Yin Gui Sect had been passed down for thousands of years, and no cultivator had come to the sect to say that they would enforce justice on behalf of the heaven.

Instead, they were still respectful to them, as if they did not dare to offend them.

Even if the Yin Gui Sect occupied the base of the Qinglian Sect, the cultivation world was still as calm as usual, and no one came out to accuse the Yin Gui Sect of doing something wrong.

This may be the rule of the cultivation world, strength is respected, and everything depends on strength.

Lin Xian drove the Soul Devouring Mirror and used the soul-destroying golden light of the Soul Devouring Mirror to kill ghosts with terrifying efficiency.

The cultivator surnamed Wang's eyes were already red, and those ghosts were formed by him killing a large number of living beings, and then refined to form such a large-scale ghost army.

And their Yin Gui Sect cultivators almost only have one magic weapon, and basically use driving ghosts as a means of attack.

And such an attack method makes almost the entire cultivation world extremely afraid.

Even if you have spells or talismans to restrain ghosts, such a large-scale ghost army will wear you out.

And if you don't have the means to restrain ghosts, it may be difficult for you to escape.

Even if he killed two people this time, his Ten Thousand Ghost Banner would almost be scrapped, but even if he lost all the ghosts, the monk surnamed Wang had no intention of letting them go.

After a battle, although the monk surnamed Wang lost thousands of ghosts, there were still thousands of ghosts in his Ten Thousand Ghost Banner that had not been released.

The monk surnamed Wang believed that as long as he released all the ghosts, it should not be a problem to kill the two.

It was just a pity for those ghosts, but a few ghosts only needed him to slaughter them and then spend some time refining them, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner would restore its power again.

The monk surnamed Wang also saw that as long as he killed the Jindan monk, Li Qingling would not pose much threat to him at all, and sooner or later he would use up all her magic power.

Therefore, the monk surnamed Wang also became ruthless, chanting something in his mouth, and changing the hand gestures in his hands quickly.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind blew, and thousands of ghosts cried, which was extremely creepy.

Facing thousands of ghosts, Lin Xian remained calm.

The hand gestures in his hands changed more quickly, and under Lin Xian's control, the Soul Devouring Mirror once again turned into fifteen golden lights, constantly shuttling in the air.

After just a few breaths, the fifteen Soul Devouring Mirrors once again surrounded thousands of ghosts, and the Soul Devouring Golden Light once again came out of the fifteen Soul Devouring Mirrors.

After a dazzling golden light, the ghosts within a few miles were killed again.

After killing these ghosts, Lin Xian did not stop at all. The Soul Devouring Mirror flew again, changed its position, and surrounded the ghosts in another area.

After a dazzling golden light, the ghosts within a few miles of the encirclement were once again killed, and the sky became clear again.

Seeing Lin Xian killing his army of ghosts like this, the monk surnamed Wang was almost going crazy.

His face was ferocious, and he released ghosts from the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner frantically.

But the speed at which he released ghosts seemed not as fast as Lin Xian's speed.

Li Qingling was entangled by many ghosts, and was just exhausted. Li Qingling seemed to have no effective means to restrain ghosts.

The speed of killing ghosts was also extremely slow. If Lin Xian hadn't been here, she would have been in big trouble this time.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Wang seemed to have lost his mind. He frantically urged the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, and the ghosts were released frantically by him as if they were free.

And Lin Xian's speed of killing ghosts was not slow, so the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner seemed to be unable to do anything to Lin Xian.

After feeling that there were less than 20% of ghosts left in his Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, the monk surnamed Wang finally gave up using the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner to deal with Lin Xian.

All the ghosts were used by him to deal with Li Qingling, and he also sacrificed a refined corpse. The refined corpse was tall and exuded an unpleasant corpse odor as soon as it appeared.

Lin Xian waved his hand, and three crystal clear skeletons were sacrificed by him.

As soon as he saw the three crystal clear skeletons, the monk surnamed Wang also showed greed in his eyes.

Their Corpse Ghost Sect specializes in contacting these corpse ghosts. The three skeletons sacrificed by Lin Xian, the monk surnamed Wang saw at a glance that they were extremely extraordinary.

He is a person who knows the goods. These skeletons will definitely be able to exert greater power in his hands. In the hands of a junior in the Jindan period, it is simply a waste of heaven's resources.

The three skeletons and the refined corpse soon fought together again. Because of Lin Xian's realm, the power exerted by the three skeletons was also extremely limited.

But even so, the three skeletons and the refined corpse fought evenly and it was difficult to tell.

As time went by, the three skeletons gradually gained some upper hand.

Seeing that the battle between the corpse and the skeleton was a draw, the monk surnamed Wang reached for the storage bag again, and then waved his hand.

In an instant, more than 30 bronze corpses appeared in the sky. Although the strength of the bronze corpses was only at the peak of the foundation building stage, more than 30 bronze corpses attacked together, and even the Jindan monks did not dare to ignore them easily.

Lin Xian also waved his hand, and dozens of giant ape puppets appeared in the sky.

Then, under Lin Xian's control, they began to spit light columns at the bronze corpses.

The light column quickly hit the bronze corpses, some of which were knocked to the ground, and some were even directly pierced by the light column, and fist-sized holes appeared on the corpses.

Some bronze corpses were also smashed to pieces by the light column. Before the bronze corpses attacked far, they were defeated by Lin Xian's giant ape puppets.

The monk surnamed Wang did not stop and reached for the storage bag again.

Not long after, a silver corpse appeared in the sky. It had two wings on its back, its whole body was a light silver color, and its strength already looked like that of the early stage of the Golden Core.

When Lin Xian saw the appearance of the silver corpse, he once again activated the soul-eating mirror and shot towards the silver corpse.

The fifteen soul-eating mirrors turned into fifteen golden lights again and shot towards the silver corpse.

The silver corpse kept flapping its wings on its back and moved extremely fast.

Fifteen rays of golden light surrounded him and soon surrounded the silver corpse.

All the silver corpse's forward routes were cut off by the soul-eating mirror, and under the urging of Lin Xian's magic technique.

The soul-eating mirror also began to slash towards Silver Corpse's body.

It has to be said that Silver Corpse's body is indeed extremely tough, and can even be said to be as strong as the monk's natal magic weapon.

The soul-eating mirror struck the silver corpse as if it struck extremely hard fine iron.

Suddenly sparks flew everywhere, and only a very shallow mark was left on the silver corpse.

The monk surnamed Wang also felt depressed when he met Lin Xian.

He could feel that almost all his methods were restrained by the Jindan monk in front of him. Even if he faced the Nascent Soul monk of the same level, he would not be so depressed.