Chapter 225 Shi Jiujin

However, it was precisely because of the cultivation of tens of thousands of soul-devouring fire insects and these dozen bottles of blood-yang pills that Xiao Lin had a lot of confidence.

After leaving Nanhuang Immortal City, Xiao Lin roughly confirmed the direction, then drove the Seven Blades Slash, turned into a huge escape light, flew towards the distance, and disappeared between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

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Two days later, Xiao Lin landed in a valley, his face as gloomy as water.

Because there were four people standing tall dozens of feet away from him, vaguely surrounding him in the middle.

On the second day after he left Nanhuang Immortal City, Xiao Lin found that two people followed him. What puzzled him was that these two people had been following him, but they did not attack him.

It was not until half an hour ago that Xiao Lin understood the purpose of the two people, but they were waiting for his companions.

Looking at the 30-year-old strong man in front of the left, Xiao Lin's face became more and more gloomy.

"Boy, didn't expect it? No matter whether you are disguised or not, if you offend me, Shi Jiujin, you will have no good life." A triangular fork was flashing in the palm of the strong man's hand, and four round shields were hovering around him, flashing around his body.

Xiao Lin naturally saw at a glance that this person was the cultivator who competed with him for the alchemy at the auction. At that time, he did not take this person's provocation seriously, but what made Xiao Lin a little puzzled was how this person knew his whereabouts?

"Could it be Yu Yaocen?" Xiao Lin's heart sank. Only Yu Yaocen knew his true face. Apart from this woman, Xiao Lin really couldn't think of who leaked his whereabouts.

After attending the auction, he wandered around the fairy city for a long time. After confirming that no one was following him, he returned to the cultivation cave.

Xiao Lin looked around the other three people. One of them was bald, one had pockmarks on his face, and the third was even more bizarre, with only one arm.

"I wonder what is the intention of Fellow Daoist Shi blocking the way down?" Xiao Lin stared at the sturdy man, his face returned to normal, and he said softly.

"What is the intention?" Shi Jiujin sneered: "Boy, if you know what's good for you, just hand over the bag on your waist. Uncle Shi can still consider sending your origin back to reincarnation, otherwise he will definitely let you be annihilated and disappear into thin air."

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Before Xiao Lin finished speaking, a black mist flashed on the surface of his body, and then his body disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Shi Jiujin's heart beat violently, and then he saw Xiao Lin suddenly appear several feet in front of him, and at the same time, the strange magic weapon in his hand carried six amazing blade shadows, slashing at him fiercely.

"Looking for death." Shi Jiujin was immediately furious. The man in front of him was stopped by the four of them, but he dared to take the lead. It was too much of a disregard for him. This made him extremely angry, and he threw the triangular fork in his hand away.

The triangular fork swelled in the wind, growing to a size of five or six feet, and then stabbed towards Xiao Lin fiercely.

When the other three saw Xiao Lin taking the initiative, they were slightly stunned, and then they all attacked at the same time, each offering a top-grade magic weapon, which turned into a huge spiritual light of more than ten feet, and slashed towards Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin sneered in his heart, his expression became more and more gloomy, and a ball of green flame suddenly emerged from his right hand, and then his whole body was wrapped in dark mist.

The four magic weapons fell on the dark mist, and the mist was immediately chopped into pieces and disappeared, and Xiao Lin's figure also disappeared at the same time.

The pockmarked monk felt a sense of panic inexplicably in his heart at this moment. Just as he was about to make a move, Xiao Lin's figure suddenly appeared three feet away from him, and a palm with green flames gently patted his shoulder.

The green flame penetrated directly into his body from his shoulder. He was horrified to find that no matter how he used his magic power, he could not dispel the strange flame that entered his body. On the contrary, wherever the flame passed, his flesh and blood and meridians were frozen.

Shi Jiujin and the other two saw a scene that terrified them. They saw that a layer of green ice emerged from the shoulder of the pockmarked monk, and it spread to his whole body in an instant, and then he was wrapped in a thick layer of ice.

The Seven Blades in Xiao Lin's hand gently brushed the pockmarked monk who had become solid ice, and immediately accompanied by a "crash", the pockmarked monk was scattered all over the ground, turning into a pile of broken ice.

Xiao Lin casually put away the storage bag that had been frozen into solid ice, and then with a puff, he flashed again more than ten feet away.

"Pay attention to defense, this person has practiced teleportation spells." Shi Jiujin shouted with horror on his face, then slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a triangular shield shot out again, his face full of defense.

The pockmarked monk was too arrogant before, and did not even sacrifice the protective magic weapon, so Xiao Lin used the magic flash spell to sneak attack him, and the other two people, in addition to being horrified, also sacrificed the protective magic weapon, and then drove the magic weapon to attack Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin sneered, but he also knew that such sneak attacks could not be repeated. The seven blades in his hand turned into a dark green spiritual light to meet Shi Jiujin's triangular fork magic weapon, and at the same time, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a dark green spiritual light suddenly shot out.

A dark green spiritual light trace passed in the air, and then fiercely slashed at the double-edged magic weapon sacrificed by the bald man.

As for the one-armed monk, Xiao Lin had no intention of letting him go. A flash of lightning flashed in his eyes, and two lightning bolts as thick as a baby's arm fell from the sky and struck the foreheads of the bald monk and the one-armed monk. The lightning spell was a range attack spell. Because the two were too close, they were hit at the same time.

The two had never expected that lightning would fall from the sky. When they were struck by lightning, their consciousness also fell into a stagnant state.

Xiao Lin's mouth curled a cold look, and he was about to use the fireball spell to kill the two.

Suddenly, Xiao Lin's face changed, and a large piece of golden light appeared under his feet. In the golden light, there were golden silk threads, circling up along his feet, and in the blink of an eye, his feet were wrapped up.

"Golden silk entanglement, a primary magic of the gold system?" Xiao Lin almost didn't think about it. Black mist emerged from his body. With a "puff", the black mist dissipated, and Xiao Lin's figure was already more than ten feet away, and a huge golden knife light slashed down where Xiao Lin was originally standing.

"Clang~" At this time, a crisp metal collision sound came, and the bald monk looked palely at the magic weapon that had been chopped into a sky full of spiritual light, and his face was extremely ugly.

Xiao Lin pointed at the Bingluan Sword from a distance, and the Bingluan Sword immediately shook slightly, two sword lights flashed out, and three sword lights with amazing power chopped towards the bald monk.

Seeing this scene, the bald monk was scared to death, but it was obviously too late to dodge, so he had to bite the bullet and drive the black shield magic weapon in front of him to take the initiative to meet it, hoping to buy some time for himself.

"Bang." Unfortunately, the black shield magic weapon was chopped into a sky full of fireflies by the three sword lights as soon as it touched the Bingluan Sword, but in this short time, the bald monk slapped the storage bag on his waist and was about to use the magic weapon again.

He did not notice that behind the three sword lights, there was a dark green spiritual light of about an inch in size, which was also mixed in the sword light. As the defensive magic weapon was shattered, the dark green spiritual light flashed away.

The expression on the bald monk's face suddenly froze, and there was a light of disbelief in his eyes. He lowered his head and saw a thumb-sized wound on his chest. There was no blood flowing from the wound, only a ball of green flame burning.

"Sizzle." The large ball of green flame wrapped the bald monk. He was frozen into an ice cube before he could even scream, and his soul was directly frozen to death in his body.

It's a long story, but it happened in an instant. Shi Jiujin's face changed drastically. He never thought that the person in front of him would be so terrible. However, it was too late to regret at this moment. He had to grit his teeth and pat the bag on his waist. A golden hill flashed out from it immediately. The hill swelled in the wind and grew to a size of more than ten feet. Then it smashed towards Xiao Lin with a heavy breath.

Xiao Lin couldn't help but sneer. Although this golden hill was a spiritual blank and half a spiritual weapon, it was too much of a joke to use it to attack himself. This kind of mountain-shaped spiritual weapon relies on its own weight to suppress the enemy. The premise is generally to be able to control the opponent through spells or secret arts.

Obviously, Shi Jiujin couldn't do this at all.

Xiao Lin was about to use the magic spirit to dodge the attack, but dozens of golden lights suddenly appeared around him. Each of these golden lights was only half a foot in size, but there were so many of them that they directly covered a range of more than ten feet.

"Golden Blade Rain?" Xiao Lin exclaimed. Shi Jiujin actually cultivated two great perfection-level primary spells, which made him look at him with new eyes.

At this time, a large number of thorns emerged from the ground and pounced on Xiao Lin with their fangs and claws.

"Entanglement?" The broken-armed monk was not idle either. When Shi Jiujin cast the Golden Blade Rain, he also cast the entanglement spell.

If he had not cultivated the Magic Spirit Flash, facing this kind of control spell, Xiao Lin could only resist the small mountain spirit. But how could he be so stupid now? A large piece of black mist emanated from his body, and Xiao Lin appeared several feet away to the left of the broken-armed monk.

Seeing Xiao Lin suddenly appear, the broken-armed monk showed a look of horror on his face. He pointed to the shield-shaped magic weapon hovering in front of him with one hand and faced the several blade shadows chopped down by Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was about to use the Bingluan Sword to kill the broken-armed monk, but suddenly heard a sound of breaking air behind him. He knew that Shi Jiujin's Golden Blade Rain spell had already attacked. With a thought, a green shield jumped out of his bag. The shield grew in the wind and grew to a size of two feet, turning into a giant shield, blocking Xiao Lin behind him.

At the same time, nine foot-long shields flashing with crystal green light appeared around Xiao Lin, rotating around him non-stop.

In this instant, Xiao Lin not only sacrificed the Spirit Hidden Shield, but also cast the primary spell of the Void Spirit Shield.