Superb Female Ghost Shelter

Qin Yan ran quickly towards the outside of Hunyuan Temple.

Ma Zehong and Ma Jiao looked at each other and followed Qin Yan towards the outside of Hunyuan Temple.

At the gate of Hunyuan Temple, Qin Yan saw four female corpses lying on the ground.

They were all women who were deceived by Lin Juncong into Hunyuan Temple. Among them, Di Yuanyuan died in the worst condition. A hole was dug out in her stomach, her intestines were pulled out from her stomach, and she was hanging on a tree branch by the roadside.

"This must have been done by Lin Juncong!" Qin Yan said through gritted teeth.

"You mean he didn't run away?" Ma Jiao opened her eyes wide, not expecting Lin Juncong to be so bold.

Qin Yan shook his head: "No! He ran away at first, but came back later."

If Lin Jun had not run away from the beginning, he would definitely kill Di Yuanyuan and others and destroy the evidence.

Qin Yan estimated that Lin Jun must have remembered that Di Yuanyuan and others had not been killed yet, so he turned back halfway.

Only in this way can his speculation be explained.

"Damn! No! Wang Luodan must be in danger too!" Qin Yan suddenly remembered that Wang Luodan was still staying in Hunyuan Temple at this moment.

Before Ma Jiao could say anything, Qin Yan turned around and rushed into Hunyuan Temple.

If Lin Jun went around to the guest room of Hunyuan Temple, he would definitely kill Wang Luodan and silence him.

When Qin Yan rushed to the guest room where Wang Luodan was, he saw Wang Luodan lying in a pool of blood.

Blood gurgled from Wang Luodan's neck like spring water.

"Hahaha! Qin Yan, if there is no evidence, let me see how you will deal with me!" At this moment, Lin Juncong's proud and wild laughter sounded outside Hunyuan Temple.

The laughter fluctuated east and west, south and north, making people confused about its direction.

Qin Yan took out the compass, recited the soul-seeking mantra and pointed at the compass.

The compass turned around and pointed southeast.

This shows that Lin Juncong is in the southeast direction.

"Chase!" Qin Yan took the lead and chased southeast.

Ma Zehong and Ma Jiao followed Qin Yan.

After chasing for a while, Qin Yan found that the master and senior sister could not follow him at all. Only then did he remember that the master and senior sister were only heavenly masters, and he had already reached the level of heavenly master.

"Qin Yan, ********, why don't you chase him?" Ma Zehong urged Qin Yan.

"Master, no! What if Lin Jun comes around and attacks you from behind? The two of you combined are no match for him."

For the safety of Ma Zehong and his daughter, Qin Yan was not prepared to pursue them.

In fact, even if Qin Yan chases Lin Juncong, he may not be able to kill Lin Juncong.

The Taoism of Longhu Mountain that Lin Jun learned is very powerful, especially the escape technique is simply top-notch, as slippery as a loach.

Ma Zehong nodded, feeling that Qin Yan spoke very quickly.

"Master, let's go back! See what else is in Hunyuan Temple."

Since Lin Juncong cannot be killed for the time being, Qin Yan plans to return to Hunyuan Temple to see if Lin Juncong has left anything behind.

When he was searching for the little Taoist boy's soul just now, Qin Yan discovered that the major Yin and Yang families had given Lin Juncong many good things.

After a while, Qin Yan and the others returned to Hunyuan Temple.

When they first arrived at the backyard of Hunyuan Temple, they saw Lin Jun sitting on a stone in the backyard casting a spell.

Lin Jun held a large pot in front of him, with eighteen various talismans attached to the surface.

"Lin Juncong, I didn't expect you to be here!"

Qin Yan couldn't figure it out. The compass clearly pointed to the southeast, which meant that Lin Jun was in the southeast from now on, but Lin Jun was sitting in front of them from now on.

Qin Yan has always been very confident in his Taoism, and such mistakes rarely happen.

But Qin Yan recently discovered that since the martial arts fight with Lin Juncong, many of his Taoist techniques were useless to Lin Juncong.

Especially the art of pursuit and escape.

Lin Jun saw Qin Yan's doubts at a glance. He stood up from the stone and said with a smile: "Qin Yan, you are learning the Taoism of the Ma family, and I am using the Taoism of Longhu Mountain. These two kinds of Taoism are totally different."

Before Qin Yan could answer, Lin Juncong suddenly shouted and stepped on a stone.

The stone cracked open and moved to both sides, revealing a passage leading underground.

Lin Jun slipped into the underground passage and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Just when Qin Yan was about to chase, Ma Zehong grabbed Qin Yan's arm: "Stop chasing, this is Lin Juncong's territory, be careful of fraud!"

Qin Yan thought for a while and felt that his master was right and did not pursue Lin Juncong.

In fact, there was another reason why Qin Yan didn't chase him.

He now holds the evidence that Lin Juncong is a fake disciple of Longhu Mountain. Once it is announced to the outside world, many people will take action against Lin Juncong without him taking action.

"Qin Yan, Lin Juncong was refining a magic weapon just now. I guess this pot lid must be a good thing!" Ma Jiao said to Qin Yan.

"Well! Let me take a look!" Qin Yan stretched out his hand to open the lid of the pot.

But then Qin Yan stopped again. He was afraid that this was a trap deliberately set by Lin Juncong. He immediately chanted a spell to open the Yin and Yang Ghost Eyes and looked into the pot lid.

When Qin Yan saw that there was actually a potted plant with a thousand-year-old peach tree covered inside, he opened his eyes wide with excitement.

Great, it turns out to be a potted plant made of thousand-year-old peach wood. Now I have my magic weapon.

Ever since Qin Yan's pagoda wood sword broke, Qin Yan has never had a first-class magical sword, and has only used ordinary peach wood swords.

"Master, Senior Sister, protect me! I want to refine a peach wood sword!"

Qin Yan said excitedly. Without waiting for Ma Zehong and the others to agree, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant spells and cast spells.

Ma Zehong and Ma Jiao looked at each other and stood on both sides of Qin Yan, watching the surrounding movements vigilantly. As long as there was any trouble, they would take action.

"Heaven and Earth asked, Qiankun borrows the law, *********, condense the soul and refine the soul, go!"

Qin Yan recited a spell and pointed at the pot lid.

A stream of faint blue soul fire emerged from Qin Yan's fingers, swished into the ground, and then emerged from the ground, baking the thousand-year-old peach wood.

The thousand-year-old peach wood began to slowly deform under the baking of the soul fire.

After nearly two hours of refining, the thousand-year-old peach wood was finally refined into a magic sword by Qin Yan.

Qin Yan weighed it in his hand and found that this magic sword was a level better than the locust wood sword.

"Qin Yan, congratulations! You have obtained another powerful magic sword!"

Ma Zehong said happily.

He had been worried that Qin Yan did not have a suitable magic sword.

"Master, senior sister, let's go and find Lin Juncong to settle the score."

At this moment, Qin Yan was full of confidence. He felt that if he met Lin Juncong again, even if he did not forcibly increase his soul power, he could definitely kill Lin Juncong.

Ma Zehong and Ma Jiao nodded and followed Qin Yan down the mountain.