The originally mournful Xi Qin suddenly changed its tune. It was like thousands of horses galloping, passionate and impassioned. The interlude between the long notes was like the earthquake when riding a horse, causing some sand to fall down from the hole blasted out by Lindu's formation. .
But no one cared.
Because two ghosts took away the bodies of two monks.
For these monks, who are in the most profound state of mind, there is no way to stop the process of seizing the body.
Only kill.
The four abnormal geniuses of the Supreme Sect have undoubtedly had murderous intentions.
The tall young man who was originally a bit bookish had already raised his sword and prepared his force, while another pretty female nun who looked like a fairy girl whipped her whip into a long snake.
And Lin Du, the most talented person who had never been underestimated before, raised his hand to crush the remaining intact bones of the seven corpses, and the sound of cracking could be heard endlessly.
Her posture was casual, and she even clapped her hands calmly after crushing it, and looked up at the person still standing in the corner.
"When did you get upper body? Yan Qing was the first to ask?"
It was indeed Yan Qing. Yan Qing's sword was no better than Ni Jinxuan's soul-destroying whip. Although the sword was strong and could frighten the ghost, Jin Xuan's whip might only hit a little, allowing the ghost to hide away.
Their cultivation level can only sense the approximate location of the ghost.
Yuan Ye sat alone on a pile of bones and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his music. Even his facial muscles were working hard, and the two strings were rubbed very emotionally by the bow held by the young man.
No one knows what spiritual attack is better than a music practitioner.
But the premise is, don’t hurt people indiscriminately.
The people who were in front of Yuan Ye dispersed silently, not wanting to be hurt.
Lin Du endured the restlessness of his soul and said, "Come out, don't force me to say it a second time."
The man laughed scornfully and pulled out a spiritual sword, "I'll come out if you ask me to? Why? This body is already mine, how about it? Kill me if you can."
Lin Du snorted, "You all heard it, he made it happen himself."
"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Lin!" Someone panicked, "This person is a direct disciple of Guiyuan Sect, one of the three major sects. You must not do this!"
"The direct disciple of Guiyuan Sect was taken away so easily?" Lin Du took another step forward, "That's really pitiful."
"Fellow Daoist Lin!"
Lin Du hummed slightly and took another step forward. The spirit sword was already heading straight for the door.
"If Fellow Daoist Lin kills him, I'm afraid he will get into trouble!"
"Then do you have a better way? Do you know if his soul has been swallowed by this old thing?"
Lin Du hates trouble, but she hates threats even more.
Upon seeing this, the Guiyuan Sect disciple who had blocked him earlier also drew out his spiritual sword, blocked the sword for Lin Du on the side of the ground, and shouted anxiously, "Brother Wu Xi, I know you are still here, wake up!"
Lin Du held Fusheng Fan's hand for a moment, and his pupils trembled.
Wu Xi?
Isn't that the one who was chosen by Xia Tian?
How old is this person? Are you still playing with a bunch of their kids?
[Yes, the story of Xia Tian Wu and Wu Xi was originally the story of the second senior sister of Qingleng Club × the little wolf dog in the next year]
Lin Du: ...that means this thing can't die, right?
【He can't die. 】
Lin Du did not miss the words of the system. Before she could think about the deeper meaning behind it, Wu Xi had already opened up the door that was blocking him and headed straight for Lin Du.
This person is in the Great Perfection state of Qin's mind, and is only one step away from breaking through the core formation, so he came to this secret realm to look for opportunities.
Lin Du's cultivation level was one level behind him.
She frowned. Since she couldn't die now, she might as well give him a beating.
Seeing that the spiritual sword was in front of him, Lin Du raised his hand to block the cold light of the sword tip, and then opened the folding fan, "You won't come out? Then I will beat this man to death. I'll see if you come out and change it then." The second body.”
Her tone was soft and calm, cold and emotionless, like the rustling snow and mist.
Then the Fu Sheng Fan opened, and the frost crawled inch by inch along the sword tip to the person's fingertips and wrists, and then froze the person's whole body at an almost terrifying speed.
The possessed Wu Xi initially tried to use his spiritual power to break away from the frost, but in vain. The cold air penetrated into his pores, and his muscles and meridians began to stagnate.
The veins in the man's neck and forehead burst out due to the exertion, but he could not move his muscles, and even his eyes were almost covered with a thin layer of ice mist.
Unprecedented fear swept through his entire soul, and the soul in his original body also seized the opportunity to counterattack.
The body cannot move, and the soul is biting and fighting again.
The man's throat roared, hoarse, like a soul crawling out from under the accumulation of soot, "This is..."
His answer was a punch to the head.
So what if Qin was in a perfect state of mind? Yan Ye said that no one could catch her punch, so no one could catch it.
Lin Du went for people's faces.
"Can't get out?"
Lin Du withdrew his fist, grabbed the person's throat, and then slowly applied force. The skin on the back of the pale hand was thin and translucent, and the green meridians protruded vertically and horizontally. Although it was so ferocious, it was actually beautiful and looked like a work of art.
Xi Qin's tune became more and more exciting. Ni Jinxuan stood aside with a whip, "Come out quickly! If you have the ability to rob a man, come out and fight me if you have the ability!"
Lin Du's eyelids twitched and the corners of his lips twitched, and he barely managed to hold back his smile.
Several disciples of Guiyuan Sect were anxious, but no one dared to save him.
They all saw with their own eyes how Lin Du crushed the skulls of high-level monks one by one.
They didn't know whether the most talented person on the Qingyun List was really sick, but he must be a real lunatic.
The young man's face turned purple little by little, and his pupils began to turn up. The roaring sound in his throat became thicker and thicker. Mixed with the long and harsh sound of Xi Qin, a black and gray color silently followed the person's face. The nostrils came out, and then he rushed straight to the door in front of Lin Du.
The ghost had a determined fighting spirit, but unexpectedly it failed to break in.
It passed through Lin Du's body in astonishment, but Ni Jinxuan saw the opportunity and whipped it away, turning into pieces of ash floating in the air like burning paper.
Xi Qin neighed, and suddenly there seemed to be invisible sound waves that completely destroyed these ghost fragments.
Lin Du then let go of the man's throat, "What's your name?"
The man opened his mouth, feeling that his throat and soul were in severe pain.
Lin Du glanced at the other disciples of the Guiyuan Sect and said, "Watch him and don't let him walk behind you. After leaving the secret realm, let your parents explore the soul."
Those people nodded obediently.
The sound of whipping sounded again on the other side.
Yan Qing used the back of the broad-backed broadsword to chop the person unconscious. The ghost couldn't bear to be disturbed by Yuan Ye's music, and was bitten by the original soul. He fled in a hurry, and ended up like the previous ghosts, who were scattered.
Ni Jinxuan put away the whip, her almond-shaped eyes still shining brightly, "Little uncle, are you tired? Do your hands hurt?"
Everyone who watched the whole process said: ...all of you Supreme Sect are sick!
