Grassroots Immortality

After a series of battles, both Zhu Heng and the thirteen cultivators including Ning Buque had consumed a lot of energy, although they had seized every opportunity to recover.

However, the underworld beast came too quickly, not allowing them enough time to recover.

The little power they recovered was just a drop in the bucket compared to the power they consumed.

The underworld beast tide had not ended yet, but almost all the cultivators were exhausted.

Of course, Lin Xian was an exception. He had been using his physical strength. Even if he consumed some mana, he recovered completely during his free time.

At this moment, the cultivators were extremely depressed. The mortals in the tribe seemed to have felt the emotions of the cultivators. The joy on their faces had completely faded, and instead, they were all desperate.

They also understood that after a series of battles, the cultivators should also be exhausted and consumed a lot.

Seeing Zhu Heng with a serious face, Lin Xian said: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, you must have consumed a lot of energy after fighting so many battles. You should retreat to the chieftain."

"I can stand alone in the front. It will be much easier in the back. Besides, if everyone works together in the back, it will be easier to kill the underworld beasts."

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I have just arrived in the underworld world. I still have a lot of magic crystals on me. My safety is naturally guaranteed. If I feel defeated, I will retreat to the back and advance and retreat with everyone."

After hearing Lin Xian's words, Zhu Heng hesitated for a moment and retreated to the rear cultivator camp.

Seeing Zhu Heng's embarrassed appearance, Ning Buque didn't say much. Originally, this beast tide was a huge crisis. Ning Buque was not sure whether he could solve this crisis.

He could only put all his hopes on Lin Xian. After all, he had just arrived in the underworld world not long ago, and maybe he could still use some powerful means.

If it were just the thirteen of them, Ning Buque would be sure that the end of his Ning clan was imminent.

Feeling the approach of the underworld beast tide, Lin Xian also put the black heavy ruler into the storage bag. This time, he was ready to use the Soul Devouring Mirror. After all, the Soul Devouring Mirror was numerous, powerful, and covered a wide range. It was also very suitable for killing a large number of underworld beasts.

Lin Xian now has perfected the skills of the Demon General part of the Demon Spirit Art. The spiritual energy and the demon energy can be perfectly integrated. For Lin Xian, there is almost no difference between the two.

Even if he uses mana to drive the Soul Devouring Mirror, no one will see the doorway.

When the underworld beast entered Lin Xian's attack range, Lin Xian opened his mouth and sprayed out all fifteen Soul Devouring Mirrors.

After that, Lin Xian also changed his hand gestures and muttered something in his mouth.

Under Lin Xian's drive, the Soul Devouring Mirror turned into fifteen golden lights and shot towards the underworld beast tide.

The Soul Devouring Mirror originally had a restraining effect on the underworld beasts. In addition, although the strength of these underworld beasts had increased, they could not be compared with the underworld beasts like the hell demon dog.

Therefore, the sharpness of the Soul Devouring Mirror was once again revealed.

The Soul Devouring Mirror entered the group of underworld beasts, and saw the golden lines constantly interweaving, instantly forming a huge golden net. Inside the golden net, blood splattered and limbs flew everywhere.

The Soul Devouring Mirror slashed on the bodies of these underworld beasts, just like cutting tofu, and did not encounter any obstacles at all.

Lin Xian was alone, and the strength of the underworld beasts was also strengthened again. Lin Xian's efficiency in killing underworld beasts increased several times.

Ning Buque saw Lin Xian use his means, and the solemnity on his face finally slowly faded, and a faint smile slowly emerged.

With Lin Xian's means, their Ning clan tribe would certainly be safe.

The strength of the underworld beasts increased, and Lin Xian stood alone in the front, and a somewhat weird scene appeared.

Just now, Lin Xian and Zhu Heng were at the forefront. Even though they fought hard, many underworld beasts still passed through their defense line and fought with Ning Buque and others.

But now Lin Xian was at the front alone, and no underworld beasts passed through his blockade. All underworld beasts that came into contact with the Soul Devouring Mirror were either dead or injured.

The thirteen cultivators looked at each other, and it seemed that this scene was a little different from what they had imagined at first.

However, everyone's faces were much more relaxed. They knew that Lin Xian had just arrived in the Underworld Realm not long ago and should still be able to use his skills. If Lin Xian's skills were not sharp enough, they would still face a huge crisis after they were exhausted.

With the skills that Lin Xian used at this moment, their Ning tribe would definitely survive this crisis.

The Soul Devouring Mirror in the air kept shuttling back and forth, quickly harvesting the lives of a large number of underworld beasts. The ground was already covered with blood, and the air was filled with blood.

At this time, the mortals in the Ning tribe were also amazed, and their eyes were straight.

They would never have thought that this cultivator named Lin could actually perform such a method.

Could it be that the cultivator's methods were so terrifying? Do all the cultivators in the Moruo Realm have such methods? What kind of world is the Moruo Realm?

At this time, all mortals were filled with countless questions and were full of infinite yearning for the Moruo Realm.

Not only the mortals in those tribes, but even the cultivators such as Ning Buque opened their mouths wide. They knew that as long as Lin Xian could perform magical methods, the power of the methods would certainly be impressive.

But what they didn't expect was that Lin Xian's treasures were so many and so sharp. What was the difference between these powerful underworld beasts and tofu in front of him?

After Lin Xian killed the last underworld beast, he also took out the magic crystal and began to recover his mana.

Although Lin Xian was not afraid of Ning Buque and others, in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, he still did not want to expose his identity as a cultivator from the Three Cang Realm.

Ning Buque also reacted at this time and quickly ordered the tribal warriors behind him to clean up the battlefield. He also specifically reminded them to collect the soul crystals.

Lin Xian had already found a place, holding a magic crystal in each hand, sitting cross-legged, and began to recover his mana.

Thousands of mortals also began to clean up the battlefield quickly. When they looked at Lin Xian who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, they also showed awe in their eyes.

These methods used by Lin Xian were what they had never seen before. Even those cultivators in their tribe had never seen them use such methods.

The scene of Lin Xian killing the underworld beasts just now was too shocking. Thousands of underworld beasts were all killed by him alone, and not a single one passed through his defense line.

The cultivators behind him were watching Lin Xian killing the Nether Beast while taking out some dried meat and starting to recover their strength.