Through the white snow, Xiao Lin could vaguely see mountains standing on the horizon.
These mountain peaks are all white, just like this snowfield, all covered with thick snow.
Looking into the distance, Xiao Lin couldn't help but show a hesitant expression on his face. Before he came in, he overlooked one thing, that is, he didn't know anything about the location of the Eight Spirits Jiyin Palace in Dutian Xiaohan Realm.
The main reason is that Xiao Lin didn't expect that the area of Xiaohan Realm in Dutian would be so large. Wherever he looked, he couldn't see the edges at all.
Rather than saying that this is a secret realm, it is better to say that this is a small world.
After Xiao Lin thought for a moment, he used the wind escape technique and flew towards the mountains in the distance.
The reason why Xiao Lin did not fly with a weapon was mainly because he was worried that his ability to escape light would attract the attention of the Golden Core cultivator. Xiao Lin believed that with the realm of the Golden Core cultivator, it would not be difficult to pass through the Dutianxian Demon Realm.
The snowfield where Xiao Lin is currently seems to be deserted, but who knows if there are some immortal cultivators hiding in the dark, watching his every move.
The light gray aura emitted by the Wind Escape Technique is very inconspicuous. Unless the opponent is very close to you or releases his spiritual consciousness to search, it will be difficult to notice you.
As Xiao Lin flew by, he spread out his spiritual consciousness and paid attention to the movements around him.
And after flying for more than ten miles, Xiao Lin also released several true-level soul-eating fire Gus. Through his spiritual consciousness, he controlled these soul-eating fire Gus to fly a thousand feet away from him, always alert to the surrounding people. Condition.
As long as he finds something wrong, Xiao Lin will not hesitate to use the ghost concealment technique and escape.
Suddenly, Xiao Lin saw seven or eight thick rays of light flying from a distance, and the direction was also towards the mountains on the horizon. Xiao Lin couldn't help but look happy on his face.
Originally, he was worried that he didn't know the location of the Eight Spirits Jiyin Palace and might just wander around in the Xiaohan environment of Dutian. Now that he saw the escape light, in his opinion, as long as he stayed far behind, he should be there. The Eight Spirits Jiyin Palace can be found.
Xiao Lin could tell from the size of the seven or eight rays of light that these people were in the late stage of Foundation Establishment just like him. With Xiao Lin's spiritual awareness far exceeding that of ordinary late stage Foundation Establishment monks, he secretly followed behind. Several people cannot be discovered at all.
Xiao Lin followed a few people and flew another twenty or thirty miles. Suddenly, a huge fiery red sword light tens of feet long flew out from the slanting thorn. The sword light was like a sky-shattering rainbow, sweeping over.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the seven or eight people all changed drastically. Almost without thinking, they divided into several directions and fled in all directions.
Just by seeing the astonishing fiery red sword light, they knew that a Jindan monk had taken action.
The Immortal Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage had almost no power to fight back when faced with the Golden Pill Ancestor. Xiao Lin was frightened by this scene, and he used the Ghost Hidden Technique almost without thinking.
A piece of black mist surged out of his body. In the blink of an eye, the black mist dispersed, and Xiao Lin's figure had completely disappeared.
"Senior, as a golden elixir stage monk, why do you need to be as experienced as juniors like us? As long as the seniors are merciful, I am willing to obey the instructions of the seniors."
The huge fiery red sword light saw that those people were very alert and knew how to scatter and escape. The sword light hesitated for a moment and then slashed towards a gray-robed monk.
With the foundation-building monk's escape speed, he was no match for the golden elixir monk. After a few breaths, the huge red sword light had already arrived behind the gray-robed monk, less than a few feet away.
Feeling the blazing sword energy behind him, the gray-robed monk's face turned pale with fear, and his eyes showed a look of despair. He held on to his last hope and shouted loudly, hoping that the golden elixir ancestor could open the net. On the one hand, even if he gave up everything in exchange for his life, he would still be willing to do so.
"Hey, I'm not interested in you at all, so I'd better stay alive." On the snowfield a hundred feet away, a light red light flashed, revealing a sixty-year-old man.
The old man was looking at the people fleeing in the distance with a sneer on his face, a murderous look in his eyes.
"Ah~" A shrill scream came, and the gray-robed monk was cut in half by the red sword light without any suspense. Not only that, the two broken bodies were also instantly turned into a rain of blood by the sword light. , the soul of the gray-robed monk was not spared, and was annihilated along with his physical body.
However, the storage bag on the waist of the gray-robed monk remained intact. The moment it fell, it was suddenly pulled by an invisible force and flew towards the sixty-year-old man.
It fell into the old man's hands in the blink of an eye. He put it into his arms without looking at it.
A red spiritual light suddenly enveloped it, and then turned into a red rainbow, flying towards the distance, and the fiery red sword light had already changed its direction and shot in another direction.
Another white-robed monk had flown hundreds of feet away. Although his companion's shrill screams made him feel frightened, he was secretly glad at the same time. If his companion's death hadn't attracted the attention of the golden elixir ancestor, he might not have been able to do it at all. There's no way to escape.
Seeing that he was about to fly thousands of feet away, the white-robed monk suddenly heard a cold snort in his ears. This fright was not trivial, and the white-robed monk was almost scared to death.
His face turned pale, and even his lips turned purple in an instant. Then a look of absolute dismay appeared on his face. He patted the bag on his waist, and a series of blue light spots shot out behind him.
"Yimu contains thunder beads? Do you want to threaten me with such a small trick?"
As the words fell, a fiery red sword light instantly involved a series of cyan light and electricity into the sword light. After a series of lightning flashes, the speed of the fiery red sword light did not slow down at all.
In the blink of an eye, he was several feet behind the white-robed monk.
"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me." The white-robed monk's begging for mercy stopped as soon as he started. Like the previous gray-robed monk, he was twisted into a rain of blood under the fiery red sword light, and his soul was shattered. It just disappeared.
Hundreds of feet away, Xiao Lin was squatting quietly beside a snow-covered rock mountain, and the man with a complexion saw the extreme.
No matter what he did, he never expected that there would actually be a golden elixir ancestor who was willing to lose face and kill even the foundation-building monks. Is this because he is poor and crazy?
But after thinking about it, Xiao Lin understood again that these Jindan ancestors, who came to Tianxiaohan realm, most likely came for opportunity.
This opportunity naturally included plundering a large number of foundation-building monks, but Xiao Lin did not expect that he would encounter such a murderous old man.
He was ruthless and decisive in his actions, and showed no mercy when he made a move. In just a few breaths, two late-stage foundation-building monks were already dead and easily killed by him.
After killing two people, the sixty-year-old man obviously had no intention of letting go of the rest. Two of them even flew four to five miles away. However, this distance could be easily covered by the spiritual awareness of the Golden Pill cultivator. .
Therefore, after killing the white-robed monk and collecting his storage bag, the sixty-year-old man once again emerged from his body with a red light, wrapped it, and then turned into a thick escaping light, heading towards the remaining people. He chased in the opposite direction and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Behind the rocks, Xiao Lin watched all this with fear. He was not sure whether his ghost concealment technique could really hide his traces under the spiritual consciousness of the sixty-year-old man.
However, judging from the fact that the golden elixir ancestor did not attack him, he probably did not notice him.
Of course, the main reason is that he has been following those people from a distance, and the moment the Jindan monk took action, he used the ghost concealment technique. The ghost concealment technique itself has the ability to hide and sneak.
After pondering for a while, Xiao Lin flew away in another direction. Although the ghost secret technique can hide the body, it is only effective for an hour. Once this time is exceeded, he will appear again.
If the golden elixir ancestor happened to come back, he would be in a very bad situation.
Just as Xiao Lin left, a series of screams came from the distance, which seemed very abrupt on the ice-covered snowfield. Even Xiao Lin, who had already flown more than ten miles away, felt frightened.
He sighed in his heart. Needless to say, all those monks died at the hands of the sixty-year-old man. Xiao Lin had faced the pursuit of Jindan monks and had also killed Jindan monks.
But after seeing the sixty-year-old man take action, Xiao Lin understood that the gap between the immortal cultivators in the Golden Core Stage and those in the Foundation Establishment Stage could simply be described as a world of difference.
The golden elixir monk of the Ancient Xuan Sect who chased him and Lin Xueying back then only used the most common magic weapon. It was obvious that he had just formed the elixir not long ago and his magic power had not yet been completely condensed, so he and Lin Xueying had a chance to escape.
But the Jindan ancestor in front of him does not have these problems, and all the Jindan monks who choose to enter the Dutian Xiaohan realm are usually in the early or middle stage of the Jindan realm. They feel that if there is no great opportunity, there is no hope of advancement in this life, so they choose Come in and try your luck.
And these people have lived for hundreds of years. Although they are in the early or middle stage of the Golden Elixir, their experience and magic weapons far exceed those of the foundation-building immortal cultivators.
After Xiao Lin left the cup of tea, a red light suddenly flashed next to the bluestone where Xiao Lin had been hiding, revealing the figure of an old man.
"Huh? It's strange. There was clearly a mana fluctuation here just now. How come it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye?" The old man murmured to himself, and then his face flashed red.
The bright red sword light, centered on the old man, flew out in all directions, melting the ice and snow wherever it passed. However, after the sword light surged hundreds of feet, it dispersed and disappeared.
The old man observed the surroundings with a solemn expression. Not only did the surprise on his face not dissipate at all, but it became even more strange.
He believed that with his spiritual sense, it was impossible to sense wrongly, and that person should have sneaked away while he was killing the junior foundation builders.
The old man just didn't understand that he came back in time. As long as this person didn't escape twenty miles away, he could have discovered it directly with his spiritual awareness.
"Did this person use some secret technique to hide his whereabouts?" After thinking for a moment, the sixty-year-old man murmured to himself, then transformed into sword light, flew towards the distance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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