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    Facing such rare treasures as the Divine Whip, even though Lin Tianhou was not weak in cultivation, he felt a little frightened at this moment.  Among the immortal treasures, there are not many magic weapons that can directly attack other people's souls, but every one of them is an immortal treasure that is extremely powerful and difficult to guard against.

    So Lin Tianhou really knew what to do when faced with such a foreign object. After all, he was not good at defense, and the opponent's cultivation level was not inferior to him at all. It would be difficult to win.

    "Pa." Pingliu whipped the air with the magic whip. He glanced around indifferently, looking at the hundreds of corpses of Lin family members lying down. He smelled the smell of blood mixed in the air, and felt in his heart  The hatred suddenly weakened a lot.  Then he showed a sneer and said: "Lin Tianhou, you didn't expect that your family would be like this."

    Lin Tianhou felt a chill in his heart. He felt arrogant when he thought of the several immortal cultivating families that he had destroyed in the past for his own selfish gain.  But when his enemies took revenge, he had no choice but to smile bitterly.  Shaking his head, he gripped the spear tightly and stood up and said, "I didn't expect that, but don't think that you can destroy our Lin family just by relying on a bunch of rabble like you. A family with a thousand-year foundation is not something you can shake."

    Hearing this, Pingliu felt vaguely uneasy, and he seemed to hear something, but he couldn't believe this idea. If it was true, then today they would

    "Hmph." Showing a hint of pride, Lin Tianhou seemed to have guessed what the other party was thinking, and said proudly: "You guessed it right, our ancestor of the Lin family is still alive. It's just that he is not in the village at the moment, but I think it should be soon  came back."

    "Ancestor of the Lin family." Ping Liu was horrified. He had been preparing for decades to pursue the news of whether the ancestor of the Lin family was still alive. When it was confirmed that he failed to conceive a baby and died of old age, he planned this operation.  For this reason, he did not hesitate to use all the items in Juxian Pavilion in exchange for more than a dozen helpers with similar cultivation levels to him

    "It's impossible to be alive, even if you are alive, so what. I will kill all of you before he comes." With a cold look in his eyes, Ping Liu no longer hesitated, and went straight to Lin Tianhou with his magic whip.

    Seeing this, Lin Tianhou didn't fight hard. He flashed aside like a wisp of smoke, and then raised his spear and entangled it with the whip. Since his body was not in contact with the gun, the whip was designed to hit people's souls.  That move wasn't very effective for him.

    "Want to delay time? Dreaming." While controlling the magic whip, Ping Liu quickly made a formula, then pointed the sword at Lin Tianhou, and actually opened his mouth to spit out a stream of flames.

    If it were an ordinary flame, Lin Tianhou would not be afraid when he arrived.  But the fire that Ping Liu spits out is simply not comparable to ordinary fire.  This is what the monks have developed based on their own spiritual roots after countless years of practice.  In the early stage, it was called "Elixir Fire". The higher the cultivation level, the greater the power.

    "I didn't expect that your spiritual consciousness is not small enough to be able to do two things at once. But do you think you are the only one who can do it?" After saying that, Lin Tianhou took out a flying sword and shouted: "Wan Jian Shu."

    In an instant, the flying sword split into two, then flew into four, until it turned into ninety-nine and eighty-one swords, and headed straight for Pingliu.  Then Lin Tianhou took out a small triangular crystal shield again. When the shield was taken out, it immediately became larger.  Temporarily resist the elixir fire.

    Facing so many sword qi, Pingliu roared angrily, rose into the air, raised his palm and pointed at the sword qi seals with an ordinary gesture: "Heaven-shaking seal." As his words fell, the surroundings  In the space, a huge palm quickly formed and pressed down quickly.

    "Boom." With a loud noise, all the sword energy was blown away, and even the sword itself was broken into three pieces.  Not only that, after the handprint destroyed all the sword energy, it still hit Lin Tianhou with considerable power.

    "What kind of magic is this?" Lin Tianhou was horrified. He was also a monk in the alchemy stage. Being able to break the opponent's spell so easily showed how powerful this technique was.  With this thought in his mind, he couldn't dodge but could only take it hard.

    "Boom." With one palm strike, the ground sunk and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

    "Ugh." Vomiting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Tianhou looked at the small shield in his hand that had become smaller and had countless cracks, and said incoherently: "This, this must be the top-level Xuanji magic."

    "Hmph." Pingliu sneered and ignored him. While he was in a panic, he controlled the magic whip to tightly wrap the spear that transformed into a dragon and brought it back to him.  Immediately after casting a spell to seal it, he threw it into his storage bag.

    It wasn¡¯t until the red tassel gun that sensed him disappeared that Lin Tianhou woke up from the shock.  But it was a pity that it was too late. He could no longer feel the presence of the gun. It must have been sealed.  He looked up at Pingliu, looking at the magic whip in his hand and the Xuanji Immortal Technique, and there was a faint hint of retreat in his eyes.

    With this thought in his mind, Lin Tianhou, who no longer had the will to fight, did not intend to continue fighting.  He turned around and glanced at Mr. Lin, who was still resisting.After secretly saying "I'm sorry", he turned into a streak of blue and red and fled into the distance.

    "Want to run?" Pingliu was stunned for a moment, then stepped on the magic whip and chased after him quickly.  During this period, he did not forget to say to the more than ten monks who came to help him: "Everyone, I am asking you to do this. Afterwards, An will definitely not break his promise."

    Hearing this, the monks immediately showed a hint of greed in their expressions. After agreeing loudly, they worked even harder.

    Seeing the patriarch fleeing, the Lin family monks who were still resisting were all ashen-faced and depressed.  Previously, due to the large number of people, they could barely resist, but now they were vulnerable and died tragically under the magic weapon

    Not to mention Ping Liu and others, after sending Nan Yun to a safe place, the second soul who returned to Juxian Village unexpectedly encountered several children of the Lin family on the way, and one of them was Lin Ke.  At this moment, several people were extremely embarrassed and looked panicked.

    Seeing this, the second soul did not bother to say anything. He took out a stick and put it against his chest. After silently reciting the word "Qian" in his heart, his body slowly merged into the ground, and then quietly followed Lin Ke and others.

    Because he was so distracted at this time, Lin Ke didn't realize that there was someone following behind him.  He just walked quickly towards the house in the center of Lin Mansion.  Soon, a few people entered the room. After giving a few instructions, Lin Ke went upstairs alone.

    In the ground, the second soul thought for a moment, and suddenly a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.  Then he took out some pieces of yellow paper, bitten his fingertips, and while the blood was flowing out, he quickly made some symbols on the yellow paper, and wrote the word "ding" in the center.  He didn't grin until a light flashed on the yellow paper.  Then he took out another piece of yellow paper and continued to draw the symbols.

    After drawing more than ten pictures in this way, the second soul finally breathed out a sigh of relief after completing four pictures.  Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he slowly sneaked under the feet of several Lin family disciples downstairs, picked up a talisman between his two fingers, quickly placed it at the feet of one of them, and said the word "ding".

    "Uh." The man on the ground looked stunned for a moment, and then he just stood there without any change.  The other three were not slow either, and followed in the blink of an eye.

    After that, a figure slowly emerged from the ground, and upon closer inspection, it was the second soul.  After glancing at the four Lin family members who were trapped by him, he sneered and walked upstairs on foot. Of course, he didn't make any sound while walking.

    "The talisman drawn by the second soul is called the art of speech in the world of cultivation, and it belongs to a category of heretics.  The meaning is that monks can use some strange materials and write words with magic power to achieve their desired goals.

    This kind of magic is useless to most monks, and few people are willing to waste time practicing it. Only some talented people can use it well, because the requirements of this magic are really high.  The first point: The monks must draw the talismans quickly without any interruption.  Second point: The probability of success is low.  The third point: the drawn talisman cannot be stored for a long time, because it will gradually lose its spiritual power as time goes by.

    Not to mention that the first two points are difficult to achieve, the third point alone makes many monks give up. Things that cannot be stored are really meaningless. It is better to use the time of drawing talismans to practice.  Therefore, there are not many monks in the world of immortality who can use this technique, but those who can use it are all those with advanced cultivation.  The reason why the second soul can be used is mostly due to the effect of the soul-stealing fairy fruit. In addition, some speech skills books that Liu Ding saw in the Juxian Pavilion, although they are only some elementary speech skills, are very important to their current skills.  In terms of cultivation, it is enough

    On the third floor of the main house of Juxian Manor, after Lin Ke came up, he started messing around in the room hurriedly, as if he was looking for something. After a while, he found no results, he frowned and said: "Why?  I can¡¯t find it, my father clearly gave it to my eldest brother and asked him to put it here.¡±

    After saying that, Lin Ke, unwilling to give up, continued to search carefully in the room. After a while, when he accidentally touched a painting, he was surprised to find that there was a hidden grid behind the painting.

    Without thinking too much, Lin Ke quickly opened the secret compartment, reached out and took out a wooden box, opened it, and found five shining golden tokens in the box.  Picking one up, I saw the word "Shengxian" written on the front, and the word "Xuan" on the back.  Seeing this, Lin Ke finally laughed: "It's you."

    After putting the token away, Lin Ke put it into his storage bag, then stood up and walked downstairs.  When he came to the first floor and saw that several tribesmen were still guarding there, he took the lead and said: "We have got the things, let's leave quickly. Leave here first, and we will make decisions after Grandpa comes back."

    In response, several members of the Lin family did not respond and still stood motionless.

    Seeing this, Lin Ke, who already felt something was wrong, felt his heart sink. He knew that something had changed.  Then, just as he was about to pretend not to notice, deliberately smiling, but always paying attention to his surroundings and moving forward, a voice as cold as the abyss quietly sounded "Ding".

      The next moment, Lin Ke's body was suddenly possessed, and the figure of the second soul slowly emerged from the ground at this time. Without stepping forward, he held the green light sword in his hand and cut out a sword energy.

    "Whoops." The sword energy whizzed past and passed through one of Lin Ke's arms in the blink of an eye, but Lin Ke still stood still and didn't even hum

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