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It is still a hundred miles away from the Qilian Mountains, high in the sky. I saw two monks flying in front and behind, and these two people were none other than Lin Tianhou and Ping Liu. Maybe it's because they are both Golden Core Stage monks, and there is always a distance between them.
The reason why Lin Tianhou chose to fly in the direction of Qilian Mountain was because there were countless monks on Qilian Mountain. He believed that as long as he escaped there, Ping Liu would never be able to attack him. As for the ancestor of the Lin family he mentioned earlier, it was just a bluff he wanted to use to scare the other party. Unexpectedly, Pingliu was too vengeful and would not accept his tricks at all. But it's not all lies. The ancestor of the Lin family is indeed still alive, but for some reason, he is not in the village.
Looking at the back in front of him, Pingliu, who knew what Lin Tianhou was thinking, sneered again and again, and followed unhurriedly with his foot on the magic whip. It seemed that everything was under his control. He would never let go of the decades-long plan. Allow failure.
The distance of a hundred miles may be out of reach for ordinary people, but it is different for monks. Those who can fly with weapons can travel thousands of miles in a day. Of course, this is only for some high-level monks. After all, driving away objects consumes a lot of mana, and it is impossible for low-level monks to fly for a long time.
An hour later, looking at the Qilian Mountains in front of him, Lin Tianhou, who had been nervous, saw that Ping Liu had not caught up with him yet. His mood suddenly improved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He vowed in his heart that as long as he escaped this disaster this time, he would definitely die without a burial place.
But just as he was thinking wildly, a black figure appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. This man's whole body was covered by a black robe, with only a pair of extremely cold eyes exposed.
Seeing this sudden man in black robe, Lin Tianhou was startled, and then he frowned, because he couldn't see the depth of this person's cultivation level. This situation can only mean that the other person's cultivation level is definitely higher than his. . And he doubted whether the other party was here to help Ping Liu.
Although he thought so, Lin Tianhou had to stop. Regardless of whether the other party came to help Ping Liu, he still had to comply out of courtesy to his senior. Secondly, if the other party is not here to help Ping Liu, then he can ask for help. Maybe the other party will help him kill the thorn in his side?
Thinking of this, Lin Tianhou flew up to the black-robed man, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "I, Lin Tianhou, the owner of Juxian Village, have met my senior, and I don't know why he stopped me."
When he said this, Ping Liu also caught up with him, glanced at him, and also clasped his fists and said respectfully: "I'm Ping Liu, I've met my senior."
Before the man in black robe could reply, Lin Tianhou suddenly felt extremely excited. Judging from Pingliu's words, the other party did not know the man in black robe in front of him. In this case, he is more likely to escape this disaster today.
However, just when Lin Tianhou was imagining again, a killing intent suddenly appeared on the man in black robes, and then a cold light flashed on his hand, and three nail-like objects were shot towards him.
Seeing this, Lin Tianhou was suddenly startled and quickly retreated. A shield full of cracks suddenly blocked his front. However, he was still worried, so he made a hand gesture to cast the spell.
But the three nails were so fast that they penetrated the shield that was already on the verge of breaking in the blink of an eye. The next moment, these three nails undoubtedly shot into Lin Tianhou's body.
"Ah." With a scream, Lin Tianhou's body fell to the ground uncontrollably. In fact, it was not his control, but these three nails were too vicious. As soon as they entered his body, they turned into three black energy and rushed straight towards the golden elixir in his brain. This elixir was transformed by his cultivation. If he was really entangled by these three black energies, it could be said that he was not far from death. At the same time, he finally understood what those three nails were.
This thing is called the soul-losing nail, and it is a thing of the devil. It is rumored that this thing is made from cold iron and brewed with a woman's blood for 779 days. It is a hidden weapon and is specially used by some vicious monks to sneak into other people's souls.
"Damn it." Regardless of his falling body, all the mana in Lin Tianhou's body was used to resist the Soul-Destroying Nail. Fortunately, his cultivation was strong enough. Although he could not force the Soul-Destroying Nail out at once, he could still force it out. They retreated step by step. This kind of item is simply a nightmare for low-level monks, but as long as the monks have reached the level of consecration, the soul-destroying nails cannot pose a threat.
That¡¯s what I say, but if there are enemies nearby, it¡¯s not that simple
In the air, the man in black robe said calmly to Pingliu: "Okay, I have done what I promised you. He only cares about pressing the needle now, you can kill him at any time. I also thank you for the favor of seeking the "cauldron" that day. Let's settle it, we won't owe each other anything from now on." After saying that, the man in black robe waved his hand and fled into the distance.
"Thank you, senior." After thanking him, Pingliu lowered his head and glanced.Lin Tianhou, who had fallen to the ground, sighed in his heart: "I didn't expect that the bodyless Yuanying I met unexpectedly would help me so much, but this is considered a fair deal, after all, I helped him. Devour the elders of the Lin family in Juxian Pavilion and make him **. Haha, the Lin family, even God is helping me, so you must be destroyed."
"Lin Tianhou, let me help you." As he said that, Ping Liu quickly fell to the ground, waved his hand, and hit Lin Tianhou's head with the whip.
Although he was focused on forcing the Soul-Destroying Nail, Lin Tianhou also felt the aura of the Divine Whip hitting him. The whole person was in despair for a moment. Under this double attack, he knew that he was certain to die.
Understanding this, Lin Tianhou felt a chill in his heart, regardless of the soul-crushing feeling in his body. He quickly took out a golden talisman from his storage bag. And because he was distracted, the Soul-Destroying Nail had already rushed into his mind. So far, he still ignored it. Just when the Soul-Destroying Nail was about to wrap around his golden elixir, the golden talisman in his hand glowed with golden light. , and then only heard his last words before death: "Pingliu, even if I die, you can't live alone. Spirit Sword, kill him for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Tianhou's face darkened as he was wrapped in the golden elixir by the soul-losing nails, and then his whole body twitched non-stop, foaming at the mouth. It looked like he was going to die. But because of his last words, the gleaming golden talisman transformed into a giant sword ten feet high and five feet wide. The sword was full of aura, and a majestic aura spread out.
Seeing this giant sword, Pingliu was suddenly shocked. Without thinking much, he turned around and wanted to run away. But at this moment, the giant sword seemed to be controlled by someone and struck him on the head.
Not to mention whether Pingliu can block it, just in terms of breath. If Lin Tianhou had used this talisman earlier, he would never have ended up like this. The reason why he doesn't use it is because this talisman is too precious. It was given to him by the ancestor of the Lin family to save his life. He will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Because the ancestor told me that this talisman can only be used once. But he never expected that someone would plot against him before he could use it
In Juxian Manor, the Zimu Sword controlled by Lin Ke quickly stabbed Liu Ding in the chest, and was about to hit him. The stone sword on his back flew out on its own, blocking the tip of the Zimu Sword with its sword body.
"Boom." Without the injection of spiritual power, the stone sword was stabbed away even if it was acting strangely. Fortunately, Liu Ding also reacted at this time and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the sword tip of Zimu who continued to charge.
With a cold look in his eyes, Liu Ding didn't expect that he was kind enough to let him go, but the other party wanted to kill him. His heart suddenly became angry. After putting down the lotus, he raised his sword and rushed towards Lin Ke who was lying on the ground. When he was close, he thrust his sword into his chest without thinking