In the hall, every disciple of Wanjian Sect is chasing a magic weapon to conquer it. These magic weapons include folding fans, wooden fish, picture scrolls, and writing brushes. In short, there are many different styles. At this time, Yun Piaoyan, who was related to Jiang Lin, and the male cultivator who had just been standing behind Chi Jianzi with her, were working together to suppress a jade Ruyi. It was a jade Ruyi that was as black as ink and had a two-headed Pixiu pattern engraved on it. The powerful aura emanating from Jade Ruyi shows how extraordinary it is. Chi Jianzi, on the other hand, was blocking the stairs to the second floor. If he saw anyone who dared to snatch the magic weapon that the disciples of Wanjian Sect were conquering, he would strike directly with his sword. The monk who wanted to snatch it was immediately split in half. After doing this several times, those jealous monks entered the competition for other magic weapons to avoid these disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. After all, although the magic weapons that these disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect chose to conquer were good, they had to be destined to enjoy them. OK. When Jiang Lin entered the main hall, he just saw clearly what was going on in the main hall. A monk held a struggling brush in his hand and rushed towards the entrance of the hall. Obviously this monk was lucky and had a magic weapon in the shape of a brush, but there was no way to refine it in such a chaotic situation. Therefore, the monk could only wrap the brush with spiritual power, suppress it forcefully to prevent it from struggling, and prepare to rush out of the hall. Find a quiet place to practice this magic weapon. However, although he was lucky, he grabbed a magic weapon when he came in. But other monks were not so lucky, so this monk was followed by several monks who had not grabbed the magic weapon and came towards him. Jiang Lin, who had just entered the main hall, undoubtedly blocked this opportunity to leave the main hall and find a place to practice himself to get the magic weapon monk. So after seeing that Jiang Lin was in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, the monk who snatched the magic weapon did not hesitate at all, and struck directly at Jiang Lin with the long sword in his hand. "Looking for death." Jiang Lin, who was in a daze when he suddenly saw the clouds of smoke, did not even think about snatching the magic weapon. He just wanted to find an opportunity to ask Yun Piaoyan something. This unrelenting attack on the monk who wanted to leave the monks undoubtedly made Jiang Lin furious. Jiang Lin turned sideways to avoid the monk's sword. The monk was a little surprised when he was attacked with all his strength by a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, but he was dodged by a monk in the late stage of Jindan who didn't look very old. The muscles on Jiang Lin's right arm squirmed momentarily, and then he punched the Yuanying stage monk's chest as he was about to rush over. A blue light rose from the Yuanying stage monk. This was a protective magic weapon. When he felt that his master was in danger, he took the initiative to raise his defense to protect his master. But under normal circumstances, the rising blue light may be able to withstand a full blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator. But in front of the violent Jiang Lin's fist, the defense raised by the protective magic weapon was as if it were made of paper, and was instantly shattered by Jiang Lin's fist. Click! At the moment when the defense of the defensive magic weapon was torn apart, Jiang Lin directly hit the chest of the Nascent Soul Stage monk. There was a sound of bone cracking, and a large piece of the Yuanying Stage monk's chest was sunken. The Yuanying Stage monk's eyes suddenly protruded outwards, and the excitement of grabbing the magic weapon was still in his eyes, as well as Jiang Lin's escape from his Yi Jian's surprise. bump! The Nascent Soul stage monk who rushed over quickly flew out again, bumped into several monks who had no time to avoid, and then hit a pillar in the main hall, and his body slipped from the pillar. The blood spit out of his mouth was mixed with fragments of internal organs. The eyes of the monks at the Nascent Soul stage turned into disbelief and unwillingness. The monks who saw this scene couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Jiang Lin as if they were looking at monsters. Killed a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul with one punch. Although there are many monks present who can do it, Jiang Lin's cultivation level is only in the late Jindan stage and has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, these monks who can do it look at Jiang Lin a little differently. "Boy, if you destroy my body, I will never let you go." Just when all the monks were stunned for a moment, a Yuanying more than three inches tall was beaten to death by Jiang Lin with a punch, and his chest was dented in the early stage of Yuanying. The monk flew out of the body, rolled up the storage bag on the monk's body, and the brush magic weapon in his hand that broke away from the spiritual shackles and wanted to escape flashed with a bloody light, and then the figure suddenly disappeared. And the body of the early Yuanying monk who was lying on the ground and was shattered by Jiang Lin's punch instantly shriveled up and turned into ashes. Obviously the monk's soul just now knew that the physical body had been killed, so the soul used the last trace of connection with the physical body to forcefully drain away all the essence of the physical body and create a blood shield. "I'm waiting for you." Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. The constant sounds of fighting and the smell of blood all around made Jiang Lin feel a little irritable. This was also the main reason why Jiang Lin fought back so fiercely after discovering that someone had murderous intentions towards him. But what Jiang Lin didn¡¯t expect was that the other party was really a figure. At the critical moment, the strong man cut off his wrist and directly abandoned his body and took the storage with him.The magic weapon has not been refined yet, so the blood shield left immediately. Although this time the blood shield relies on the physical essence, but if he only has the essence left, doing this will still seriously damage his vitality. "What's wrong with Junior Sister Jianqing?" Feijian and Yu Ruyi, who were pulling him, were shaking. The male cultivator who was originally standing behind Chi Jianzi found that Yun Piaoyan was distracted and looked towards the entrance of the hall, and turned his head in confusion. He took a look and asked. "Oh, it's nothing. Brother Jianqing, let's continue. This Yu Ruyi is a top-grade magic weapon, and it is also a rare magic weapon that can both attack and defend. After conquering it, senior brother's strength will definitely be improved to the next level." Yun Piaoyan , or rather, the current Jian Qing shook her head with a meaningless smile. "Yes, although it is only a high-grade magic weapon and not a treasure, such a magic weapon with both offense and defense is no worse than a top-grade magic weapon. If it can be conquered, it will be a great thing. But the sword in my hand is good, this Jade Ruyi After conquering it, I will give it to you, junior sister," Jian Qing said to Yun Piaoyan with a gentle smile. It is very difficult to find a satisfactory magic weapon in the world of cultivation. Even the natal magic weapons refined by monks at the Nascent Soul stage or above will have deficiencies of one kind or another, let alone those magic weapons made by weapon refiners and used by other monks. So the monk¡¯s desire for a good magic weapon is very great. After all, if you don't have elixirs, you can find a place with strong spiritual energy to study hard. If you don't have a good magic weapon, you will be at a disadvantage even if you fight against a monk who is weak to you. This is also the reason why once any ruins or secret realm appear, even though they know the danger, a large number of monks will rush in. Because as long as you can get some magic arts, magic weapons, elixirs, high-level treasures and so on from these ruins and secret realms. It can be worth the results of a monk's hard training for decades or even hundreds of years. How can this not make the monk crazy? "So strong. I wonder if it feels safe to be hugged by him." Holding a handful of buildings snatched from somewhere in the main hall, Bai Meier stared at Jiang Lin with watery eyes. As long as Jiang Lin hooked her finger, she would immediately change her coquettish attitude of delivering newspapers. "It's a very powerful punch. But it doesn't have any sense of beauty. Look at the monk who was killed by him with a huge dent in his chest. It's so ugly. He should have used the power of the punch to directly shatter the opponent's internal organs and let the opponent Only if there is no damage on the outside, this is a perfect punch." Wen Ruyu shook the fan in her hand and looked at Jiang Lin with dissatisfaction and shook her head. Although Jiang Lin¡¯s punch was very violent, it was also a leapfrog instant kill. But in front of countless magic weapons flying around. The main hall continued to fall into chaos, with all kinds of yelling, shouting, and fighting sounds heard endlessly, and the smell of blood in the main hall became stronger and stronger. "Elder Chi, should we go up to another level? The things here are a bit unsightly." Wen Ruyu shook the folding fan in her hand and said. On the first level of the main hall, the best magic weapon is Jian Qing and Jian Qing. The jade that the two lovers jointly conquered was a high-grade jade capable of both offense and defense. The others were low-grade and medium-grade magic weapons. These magic weapons have no new attraction for people like Wen Ruyu, and the same is true for monks above the out-of-body stage. Even if you are not a monk who is good at refining weapons, as long as you reach the out-of-body stage, it is not too difficult to refine one or two arrow magic weapons. So after coming in, the monks who were in the out-of-body stage and above just randomly picked up some strange-looking magic weapons, and then stood quietly aside. "Then let's go up and have a look, but more people will die after we go up." Chi Jianzi, who was standing at the stairs leading to the second floor, glanced at those who were snatching the magic weapon, and then took the lead towards the second floor. go. At this time, the strong smell of blood has covered the main hall on the first floor. The originally neat main hall is now in a mess. Only half of the monks who rushed in were left. Just now, there were no less than a dozen monks in the Nascent Soul stage, abandoning their physical bodies and directly escaping with their souls, which shows the intensity of the battle. So at this time, the floor of the hall was stained red with blood, and dead bodies were lying everywhere. "Looking at Chi Jianzi and his group walking towards the second floor, the surviving monks look at me and I look at you. Several of those who had snatched the magic weapon turned around and rushed outside the hall. It was obvious that they had gained something and did not want to continue taking risks. The monks who had gained nothing followed after a moment of hesitation. "It feels a little wrong. The best treasure that the jade pendant reminds me seems to be not upstairs, but underground." Jiang Lin injected the spiritual energy condensed from the family's magic into the jade pendant on his chest, and his brows suddenly furrowed. He got up, looked at the messy first floor of the main hall, and then looked at the stairs leading to the second floor with a somewhat hesitant look on his face. Just when the floor of the main hall was almost covered with blood, the jade pendant on Jiang Lin's chest suddenly became hot, makingLin went underground to hunt for treasure. That burning breath was countless times hotter than the jade pendant's reminder of the things upstairs. This made Jiang Lin feel more and more uneasy, always feeling as if he had walked into a trap.