Soon, Lin Ji and the other three came to the person blocking the way.
Lin Ji paused, and Beishang walked out.
Seeing Beishuang, Dong Xuelian's eyes were obviously mixed with a somewhat complicated look.
She bowed slightly first, and then said: "Holy Lady, why are you using the secret method of the religion to send a message for help? You should be behind Yunzhou at this time."
After saying that, she looked at Lin Ji again, and then continued to ask: "Who is the white-haired man next to you, and where is my brother Dong Xueying?"
"I was held hostage by him, and your brother has already died at his hands." Beishang said helplessly, spreading his hands.
As soon as these words came out, Dong Xuelian's expression suddenly changed.
There was an almost solid murderous intent in her eyes, but she still suppressed it.
"Who is he?" Dong Xuelian asked.
"Lin Ji." Beishang answered truthfully.
"Never heard of it."
"Supervisor Tiansi Youtianguan."
"That Lin Ji?!"
As soon as the words fell, Dong Xuelian disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a group of subordinates behind him at a loss.
Lin Ji was stunned at this scene.
He raised his head and looked into the distance, and then he saw Dongxuelian, which had turned into a black spot on the horizon.
Such speed and determination are truly rare in the world.
At the same time, the remaining Holy Fire Cult monks finally reacted, but before they could make any move, the majesty of the Taoist monks had already descended.
In the blink of an eye, this ragtag group of people, including only one or two Yuan Shen monks, was crushed to the ground and unable to move.
The coercion of the monks is the suppression of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which is simply not something that these people can resist.
"No one from this group of people can be spared, otherwise I will be embarrassed in the Holy Fire Cult." Beishang said from the side.
The implication was to ask Lin Ji not to let Dong Xuelian go.
"Don't you want to leave the Holy Fire Cult for a long time? I still remember that the Holy Fire was planted in your body and you had to use the power of your soul to support it all day long, which made your cultivation even more difficult."
If not, Lin Ji wouldn't have taken Beishuang with him.
Beishang smiled bitterly and said, "It's not the right time yet. The most important thing now is not to let Dong Xuelian escape."
"There's no escape."
As soon as Lin Jixin took hold of it, the Qingzhi Sword fell into his hand.
Dao patterns appeared around his body, and the Karma Eye also appeared at the same time.
"If a monk who has entered the Taoist realm wants to kill Hiyu, unless he really has some extraordinary abilities in the Hiyu realm, it's just a matter of moving his fingers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ji had already captured the causal line left by Dong Xuelian.
There was nothing to hesitate, so he slashed it with his sword.
Seeing the line of cause and effect running towards the direction of Dong Xuelian, and then turning into powder and scattering between the heaven and the earth, Lin Ji withdrew his long sword.
After about a few breaths, he felt the Yin-Yang Fish Path diagram in his mind tumbling twice, then calmed down again.
This is the result of merit and karma.
"Okay." Lin Ji looked at Beishang.
Beishuang didn't know why.
"Dong Xuelian is dead? Is it that simple?"
"If you don't believe it, twenty-five miles to the west, she struggled for a few breaths before she died. That's pretty good."
Even though he said this, Beishuang still felt uneasy.
"Can I go take a look?"
"Go." Lin Ji was not worried that she would take the opportunity to escape.
Along the way, Lin Ji had already made his attitude clear. Beishuang could leave whenever he wanted, and he would not stop him because of his old love.
Except that Beishuang seemed a little reluctant in the first few days, later she took the initiative to follow.
Now using his hands to kill Dong Xuelian was probably one of the reasons why she took the initiative to follow him.
Beishang left quickly, and Lin Ji felt a little bored, so he came to the many Holy Fire Cult cultivators who were suppressed and unable to move.
In front of the soldiers.
"You guys...forget it."
Lin Ji originally thought that he should pry some news out of these people's mouths when he was idle.
But then I thought about it, these people didn't know as much as Beishang, so why should he sacrifice the near and seek the far away.
But just when Lin Ji was about to send the group of people to heaven, Fang Qing's voice suddenly came from behind.
"Grandpa Lin..."
"What?" Lin Ji looked back at Fang Qing.
Along the way, whenever she encountered trouble, Fang Qing never spoke up.
This is the first time.
"These people... these people... seem..."
Fang Qing came closer with a frown on her face and looked at the group of monks who could not move in front of her. She frowned as if she was thinking hard about something.
"What happened to them?"
"I can't tell." Fang Qing shook her head slightly, her expression looking very tangled.
At the same time, after Fang Qing came close, Lin Ji noticed an unusual fluctuation of spiritual energy from her body.
Not only that, among the monks restrained on the ground, two of them also had the same spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies, and those two were the only two soul monks.
"Somewhat familiar."
Lin Ji thought for a moment and suddenly thought of something.
In an instant, the power of his soul swept across the monks in front of him, and soon he saw two clusters of small flames in the Dantian of the two soul monks.
"Holy fire." Lin Ji was not surprised. The holy fire requires the power of the soul to support it. The soul monks of the Holy Fire Sect have this thing on their body, so there is nothing worth making a fuss about.
Lin Ji turned to look at Fang Qing.
The power of the soul just now also explored Fang Qing from beginning to end, and he was confident that nothing was missed.
But he couldn't find any trace of the holy fire on Fang Qing.
But if this is the case, how could Fang Qing, a mortal, notice the difference in the holy fire?
"Grandpa Lin, what's wrong?" Fang Qing felt a little uncomfortable when Lin Ji looked at her.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something bad." Lin Ji forced a smile.
There is definitely something weird about this girl Fang Qing. As for what exactly it is, Lin Ji can't find out for the time being, and she may not know it at all.
This matter can only be put aside for the time being.
What Lin Ji thought of was why he was asked to bring Fang Qing to the territory of the Holy Fire Sect at this juncture?
The more he thought about it in detail, the uglier Lin Ji's face became.
Finally, he couldn't help but spat softly.
"You are a bastard, are you plotting against me?!"
At the same time, Beishang also came back, holding Dong Xuelian's body in his hand.
There was a huge penetrating wound on the chest of the corpse, which almost hollowed out her entire chest.
Dong Xuelian's face still showed a bit of bewildered panic. Apparently she didn't finally react until she was about to die.
"Is this the method you use to become a Taoist monk?" Beishang asked with a bit of timidity, "What if it were me...?"
"Who are you stronger and weaker than Dong Xuelian?" Lin Ji asked back.
"Be a little stronger."
Lin Ji smiled.
"Then it makes no difference."
