Grassroots Immortality

Now there are four early foundation-building cultivators in Xinluo Sect. Elder Feng did not scan for consumption because he controlled the formation. The other two middle-stage foundation-building elders barely recovered some combat power after some healing. The others are some Qi training disciples. Among the Qi training disciples, those with cultivation below the tenth level were not called by the elder to participate in this battle. There are also dozens of people above the tenth level. They can also cause certain damage when they attack together.

This battle is related to the life and death of Xinluo Sect. It is no wonder that the elder did so. If the sect is destroyed, these disciples will also have no way to survive.

Lin has also restored his own state to the peak in the past few hours. The soul power consumed by using the Shocking Soul Thorn has also been fully restored. This Xuanyan Jue is really a magical skill. Unfortunately, Old Huo only taught him the Qi training part of the skill formula. After reaching the foundation-building stage, Lin now practices the Yuanshi Xianjing. Although the Yuanshi Xianjing is very powerful, Lin now feels that it is not as good as the Xuanyan Jue skill.

First of all, the content of the Yuanshi Xianjing is profound and obscure. It takes a lot of time to comprehend its content, and the speed of practice is extremely slow, as if this technique is not suitable for Lin Xian to practice at all.

The Xuanyan Jue is just the opposite. Lin Xian is like a fish in water when practicing it, and the special effect of Xuanyan Jue on spiritual consciousness also benefits Lin Xian a lot. The Yuanshi Xianjing does not have this effect, because Lin Xian has not practiced the Yuanshi Xianjing for a long time. Now Lin Xian feels that this Yuanshi Xianjing is worse than ordinary techniques and has no special features. If there is anything special, it is that the technique is profound and difficult to understand, and the practice is extremely slow.

However, Lin Xian did not mean to give up practicing the Yuanshi Xianjing. You know, this is a technique that even the Venerable Fenxin was shocked by, and he kept telling himself not to reveal the existence of this technique.

Just when Lin Xian was still sighing about the lack of the follow-up technique of Xuanyan Jue, a loud roar interrupted him. The rolling clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and three deafening laughs came from the clouds.

Soon, the leaders of the Sea Shark Gang, the Demon Sect, and the Blood Demon Sect appeared above the square. Although they looked a little embarrassed, they were in high spirits at this time, looking down at the monks below, and their faces gradually became ferocious.

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect said in a cold tone: "Today, none of you monks from the Xinluo Sect will survive. I will suck your blood and souls dry, and refine them into blood spirits, and become my puppets, and never reincarnate."

The Blood Demon Sect did not need to participate in this war. They were far away from the Xinluo Sect, and there was no conflict of interest between them. However, after learning from the trial disciples that Lin Xian had killed Cheng Zhiyuan, the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, and obtained the precious Water Spirit Pearl, they wanted to seize the treasure.

Originally thought to be a sure win without any risk, the Blood Demon Sect lost most of its elites. Even if they return safely this time, the Blood Demon Sect will face the danger of being swallowed up by other forces, and this possibility is very high.

After hearing the words of the Blood Demon Sect leader, the expressions of the disciples below did not change much. The previous words of the elder made their panic and fear disappear completely. They now just want to contribute their own strength to the sect. Regardless of success or failure, they are proud of being able to participate in this battle.

The three late-stage foundation-building cultivators were full of anger. Their desire to kill is almost driving them crazy. Only killing can make their hearts peaceful.

Soon the war broke out. Luo Yuxin and the leader of the Sea Shark Gang fought together. Both sides were fully fired and the battle was inseparable. The elder stood together with the leader of the Demonic Evil Sect. The two sides exchanged magic weapons, and the spiritual light flashed in the air. The battle was equally fierce.

The leader of the Blood Demon Cult showed a ferocious smile and looked at the group of monks opposite him. There were only seven foundation-building monks, and the rest were all Qi-training monks. The auras of the two mid-stage monks among the foundation-building monks were fluctuating. It was obvious that they had not recovered from their serious injuries and could only fight with difficulty. He did not take the other early-stage monks seriously at all. For the Qi-training monks, they were a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

The leader of the Blood Demon Cult wanted to see despair on the faces of these disciples, but he was disappointed. Although the cultivation of these monks was lower than his, there was no fear on their faces. Some were even excited and eager to try. This made him a little confused.

Lin Xian stood at the front of the team. He had taken out the silver shield to block in front of him. Other monks also took out their magic weapons. It is worth mentioning that none of the magic weapons of the Qi-training monks were defensive. Their magic weapons were all attacking magic weapons.

Under Lin Xian's command, dozens of Qigong monks behind him controlled their magic weapons to attack the Blood Demon Cult leader at the same time. Dozens of colorful lights shot towards the Blood Demon Cult leader like dozens of meteors, forming dozens of colorful streaks. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Seeing dozens of attacks coming towards him, the Blood Demon Cult leader showed a mocking look on his face. He took out a bone shield, which swelled in the wind and turned into a bone shield several feet in size, blocking the Blood Demon Cult leader behind him. The attack also arrived in front of the Blood Demon Cult leader at this time. Only a sound like rain hitting banana leaves was heard. Dozens of attacks fell on the bone shield one after another. The Blood Demon Cult leader was as stable as Mount Tai. Such a spectacular attack did not pose any threat to him.

And there was one more attack coming, it was a blood-red broadsword. Seeing this familiar blood-red broadsword coming, the Blood Demon Cult leader roared, saying: "Good boy, Zhiyuan really died in your hands. I will peel your skin and pull out your tendons, extract your soul and refine your spirit, so that you can feel the methods of my Blood Demon Cult, and then pay for my son's life."

As soon as the Blood Demon Cult leader finished speaking, the blood-red broadsword slashed on the bone shield, and sparks flew. The Blood Demon Cult leader felt a huge force coming, and his body couldn't help but step back two steps.

Although the Blood Demon Cult leader was not injured under the attack of the blood-red broadsword, it was his shame to be repelled by an early monk. The Blood Demon Cult leader's face flashed with a ferocious look, and he took out a blood-red axe. The axe swelled in the wind and turned into a three-foot-long giant axe.

The axe was full of blood, releasing rich spiritual fluctuations. The Blood Demon Sect Leader pointed at the axe, and the axe chopped towards Lin Xian.

Seeing the axe chopped at him at high speed, Lin Xian also had a solemn face. He dared not retreat at all, because behind him stood all the elite disciples of Xinluo Sect, who had no ability to resist the attack of the best magic weapon.

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