"There are really only so many!" The disciple of Misty Flower Palace clapped his hands on his body and said with a cry: "The sect gave me a total of five spirit-sealing slips. I just used one, and now there are only so many. "
Lin Yang weighed the four spirit sealing slips in his hands, and then put them all into his arms.
"Brother, can I leave?" The Misty Flower Palace disciple looked at Lin Yang pitifully. Feng Lingjian could no longer be saved, and he wanted to save himself.
Lin Yang didn't speak, just moved his hands expressionlessly.
The disciples of Misty Flower Palace, as if they had been granted amnesty, bowed their waists towards Lin Yang, nodded repeatedly, and then ran away. However, he had just run five or six steps when he heard Lin Yang's voice sounded again.
"Stop!" Lin Yang's voice was still cold.
The disciple of Mihua Palace was shocked, and his face instantly turned pale. He suddenly stopped without hesitation. When he just turned around, he saw a Spirit-Sealing Slip shooting towards him. It was the one that had already been sealed. The sealing slip for the second level soldier spirit.
The frustrated expression on the Mihua Palace disciple's face was immediately replaced by a look of surprise. He excitedly grabbed the Feng Ling Jian into his hand, then raised his head, wanting to thank Lin Yang. However, Lin Yang had already disappeared.
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Bo Dao Peak in Tianxu Realm.
Lin Yang stopped at the foot of Bodao Peak and looked up. He suddenly discovered that Bodao Peak was not natural at all, but was forcibly chopped into this shape. The reason why Lin Yang made this judgment was that on the exposed cliffs of Bodao Peak, there were many dilapidated houses with only half of them remaining close to the cliffs.
"Is it humanly possible to split such a huge mountain into pieces?" Lin Yang couldn't imagine that one person could be so powerful.
Shocked, Lin Yang quickly calmed down.
"Bodao Peak towers into the clouds, but there are so many houses built on the mountain. Presumably in ancient times, this place should have been the mountain gate of a certain Yuanxiu sect. If this is true, the "Huntian Dafang Sutra" is extremely It's possible that he came from this sect." Lin Yang boldly speculated.
"Even so, Bo Dao Peak is so big, how can I find the follow-up skills of "Huntian Dafang Sutra"?" Lin Yang looked at the towering mountain peaks, feeling a little confused.
"Since we have no clue, let's start with these remaining houses." Lin Yang couldn't find an effective method for a while, so he began to climb the mountain, stopping to search carefully whenever he saw traces of human activity along the way.
After climbing for nearly two hours, Lin Yang could not even search one thousandth of the Bodao Peak area. He no longer knew how many broken walls and ruins he had found, how many waste bricks and tiles he had turned over. But nothing was found. What he saw most were all kinds of decayed and broken Yuan soldiers, as well as the weathered remains of human bones.
"If we continue the search this way, let alone only ten days, even if you give me a month, I won't be able to finish searching Bo Dao Peak." Lin Yang sighed. He knew that if he continued to do this recklessly, it would be impossible. If it definitely doesn't work, he has to think of another way.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yang made a thought and summoned the ghost cat. He believes that the Nether Cat is good at finding treasures of heaven, materials and earth, and may be able to help find the "Huntian Dafang Jing".
However, after the ghost cat was summoned, it sniffed among the piles of rubble and bricks, and then retreated to Lin Yang's side, circling around Lin Yang without finding any useful clues. Obviously, in the desolate and dead Tianxu Realm everywhere, the innate ability of the ghost cat is of no use at all.
Lin Yang reluctantly took the Ming Ling Cat back, and then quickly climbed to the top of the peak. He decided to go to the top of the peak to have a look. Standing high and seeing far, maybe he could find something on the top of the peak.
The top of Bodao Peak is flat. There should have been a continuous stretch of houses, but now they are in ruins. All the houses have collapsed, and no one is intact, which shows the intensity of the war at that time. The mountain wind swirled back and forth in the ruins of the peak, making strange and shrill sounds, which seemed to be telling the tragic past of Bo Dao Peak.
Lin Yang stood in front of the ruins on the peak and speculated that the collapsed houses in front of him should be the core area of this ancient sect. He planned to search this area first.
Suddenly, a warning sign rose in Lin Yang's heart, and without any hesitation, he ducked and moved away from where he was.
There was only a muffled sound of tearing, and a two-inch wide crack appeared on the ground where Lin Yang was standing just now, which was bottomless.
At the same time, a figure appeared above the ruins of Bodao Peak at some unknown time. He stood in the air, with a strong physique, a resolute face, and sharp edges. He was holding a short ax with the upper corner missing in his hand.
Lin Yang knew that this was a soldier spirit, and a third-level soldier spirit, because the eyes of this soldier spirit were no longer scarlet, just like human eyes, and there was no dull look on his face. , obviously already possessing a certain amount of intelligence.
Suddenly encountering a third-level soldier spirit whose strength was equivalent to that of Baixuan Realm Yuan Xiu, Lin Yang not only did not panic or nervous, but showed a look of surprise on his face, because he actually felt the "Huntian" from this third-level soldier spirit. The breath of Dafang Jing.
"This third-level soldier spirit must be related to the "Huntian Dafang Sutra"!" With the "Huntian Dafang Jing" having a clue, Lin Yang almost cried out in ecstasy, looking at the third-level soldier spirit with eyes that were both eager and kind. , he could not wait to step forward and give a loving hug to the third-level soldier spirit.
However, the third-level soldier carrying the ax had no affection for Lin Yang. He came to Lin Yang in a flash, and slashed down with the short ax in his hand without hesitation.
Lin Yang exclaimed that something was wrong, and he quickly stepped away. It's just that the attack of the third-level soldier spirit is so easy to avoid. Although Lin Yang dodged the axe, he was swept by the strong wind caused by the axe, and the muscles on his body were in burning pain.
"It's amazing!" Lin Yang avoided the ax and ran down the mountain without any hesitation.
The third-level soldier spirit whose strength is equivalent to that of Yuan Xiu in Baixuan Realm is not something he can fight against.
How could a third-level soldier spirit let Lin Yang escape easily? When he saw Lin Yang running away, he suddenly threw out the ax in his hand, aiming directly at Lin Yang's back.
Lin Yang heard the wind and hurriedly moved sideways. However, what horrified him was that the ax with its upper corner missing also turned and moved sideways, still pointing at Lin Yang's back.
"Can't dodge!" Lin Yang was very decisive. Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he turned around suddenly, used all his energy in his right hand, and punched out towards the oncoming axe.
With a bang, Lin Yang flew backwards with a groan, blood spurting out of his mouth, and he landed directly in a pile of rubble, causing rubble to fly everywhere. The skin and flesh on his right hand were torn apart, and the bones of his hand were broken. Seriously injured.
"It's over!" The moment he was hit by the axe, Lin Yang screamed out miserably. He knew that as long as the third-level soldier spirit struck again with the axe, he would have to answer here today.
However, what surprised and puzzled Lin Yang was that the third-level soldier spirit was obviously startled when Lin Yang punched. After knocking Lin Yang away, he did not attack Lin Yang again. He was holding the ax and looking at Lin Yang from a distance with a confused look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.
Lin Yang had doubts, but he did not dare to miss the opportunity to escape. He endured the pain and immediately stood up. After a few ups and downs, he descended to the top of Bodao Peak.
The soldier spirit could not leave his shelter Yuan Bing too far. When Lin Yang arrived at the mountainside of Bodao Peak, he found a secret place to hide and quickly took the blood-nourishing pill to heal his injuries.
"What a powerful axe. If it were any stronger, my right hand would probably be destroyed!" Lin Yang looked at the bone-white right hand with lingering fear.
"This third-level soldier spirit must be related to the "Huntian Dafang Sutra", I must conquer him!" Although Lin Yang has seen and experienced the power of this third-level soldier spirit, for "Huntian Dafang Jing", Lin Yang Dafang Jing", he must take risks.
Moreover, conquering the third-level soldier spirit does not necessarily require hard work. As long as he can find his shelter, his lifeline will be strangled. Therefore, Lin Yang has certain confidence in subduing this third-level soldier spirit at the top of Bo Dao Peak.
About half an hour later, although Lin Yang's right hand had not fully recovered, it could move freely. He took a deep breath, used the "Mysterious Art" to collect all the breath in his body, and walked towards the top of Bo Dao Peak.
The mountain wind was freezing. Behind an old tree at the top of Bodao Peak, Lin Yang quietly poked his head out and nervously checked the situation at the top.
The mountain wind on the top of the mountain was still whistling, and the third-level soldier spirit had disappeared.
Lin Yang slowly turned out from behind the old tree, and was about to explore towards the ruins, when he suddenly saw a third-level soldier appearing out of nowhere. A cold light flashed, and the short handle was missing its upper corner. The ax whizzed out again and greeted Lin Yang directly.
Without any hesitation, Lin Yang turned around and ran away. I don't know if it was because Lin Yang was far enough away this time or for some other reason. After Lin Yang escaped, the third-level soldier spirit took back the ax that was flying halfway and had no intention of chasing Lin Yang.
"A strong person in the Hundred Spins Realm can generate spiritual thoughts, and the perception of a third-level soldier spirit whose strength is comparable to that of a strong person in the Hundred Spins Realm will not be much different. Even if I run the "Mysterious Art", I still can't avoid his perception. I We must first find a way to contain the third-level soldier spirit, and then find his shelter." Lin Yang first thought of the underworld cat. However, it is very likely that the ghost cat cannot avoid the ax of the third-level soldier spirit. How could he be willing to let the ghost cat put himself in danger?
After thinking about it, Lin Yang could only use the Crazy Blood Bead and Tianhe Gourd now. After weighing it for a while, he decided to give it a try with the Crazy Blood Bead.
So, Lin Yang went up to Bo Dao Peak again. He was still hiding behind the old tree, but he didn't look out. Instead, he summoned the Crazy Blood Bead first.
The crazy blood bead flew directly above the ruins of Bodao Peak, hovering swaggeringly in mid-air, green light flashing.
Lin Yang stuck his head out and paid close attention to everything on the peak. He knew that as long as he could see where the third-level soldier appeared from, he could determine the approximate location of his shelter.
Soon, due to the appearance of the Mad Blood Bead, the third-level Yuan Bing appeared again. Moreover, Lin Yang clearly saw that the third-level Yuan soldiers first emerged quietly from behind a big black stone on the left side of the ruins on the peak, and then, using the cover of the ruins, they left the big black stone nearly ten feet away. Suspended in mid-air, it flew towards the crazy blood bead.
The behavior of the third-level soldier spirit shows that it has considerable intelligence and can even be called cunning.
"Although you are as smart as a ghost, why don't you let me find your lair?" Lin Yang felt very unhappy, but he did not take action immediately, but continued to observe the Kuangxue Bead, preparing to kill Kuangxue if anything went wrong. The Mad Blood Pearl was taken back. The Mad Blood Pearl was now Lin Yang's cherished treasure, and he was reluctant to let the Mad Blood Pearl be even slightly harmed.
However, something surprising happened to Lin Yang.
The third-level soldier stopped about three feet away from the Crazy Blood Bead. He looked at the Crazy Blood Bead motionlessly with a solemn expression. He didn't even show the ax with its upper corner missing. It looked like For fear of angering Kuang Xue Zhu.
"There's something going on!" Lin Yang was ecstatic in his heart, and then he used "Mystic Art" to absorb all the breath, and quietly touched the big black stone on the left side of the ruins through the terrain.
At this time, all the attention of the third-level soldier spirit was attracted by the crazy blood bead, and he did not notice Lin Yang at all.
Soon, Lin Yang came under the big black stone. He moved slowly around the big black stone, looking for the shelter of the third-level soldier spirit.
However, the big black stone was surrounded by broken bricks and rubble, and there was no clue of the Yuan soldiers living there. At the same time, Lin Yang did not dare to check, because the sound of checking would inevitably alert the third-level soldiers.
"The third-level soldier spirit may return at any time. If he discovers me, it won't be so easy to transfer him away next time." Lin Yang's thoughts were changing rapidly.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he started running the "Huntian Dafang Sutra" without hesitation. Because the third-level soldier spirit must have some kind of connection with the "Huntian Dafang Jing", if the "Huntian Dafang Jing" is used, it is possible to activate the inhabiting Yuanbing of the third-level soldier spirit.
Sure enough, less than two breaths after running the "Hundian Dafang Jing", Lin Yang discovered something strange somewhere on the big black stone.
Lin Yang stretched out his hand to knock on the abnormal movement, and found that this place of the big black stone was actually hollow. With a little effort, he grabbed a large piece from the big black stone. I saw a short ax with its upper corner missing embedded in the big black stone. Its shape was exactly the same as the ax in the hand of the third-level soldier spirit.
"Sure enough, it's hidden here!" Lin Yang pulled out the short ax from the big black stone.
The hatchet was black, with the upper corner missing, and the body of the ax was covered in fine cracks, making it dull. However, the hatchet was less than two feet long, but extremely heavy. Even with Lin Yang's current strength, it was a little difficult to hold it in one hand. Its weight was at least about 500 kilograms.
"What kind of material is this made of? It's so heavy!" Lin Yang looked at the broken hatchet in his hand and was surprised.
At the same time, the moment Lin Yang grabbed the short ax in his hand, the third-level soldier felt something in his heart. He shouted angrily, and then quickly rushed towards Lin Yang. The ax with the upper corner missing appeared again. In his hands.
