Chapter 212 Black Tin kills the enemy

"Brother Zhou, the old man is missing."

A disciple came up to report.

Brother Zhou is already middle-aged, and his cultivation is the peak of imperial spirit. When he heard the report, he frowned and said, "A group of rubbish who chased this person so far and even let him escape."

The disciple whispered, "The old man has the power of bulls and horses, which is extremely arrogant. The brothers only regard him as a disciple of the immortal sect. They never thought that this man was actually a body refiner, with a strong physique. He didn't notice it for a moment and suffered some losses."

Brother Zhou said coldly, "Have you suffered some losses? More than ten people besieged this man, but they even damaged three disciples and escaped more than ten miles by him. Is this a little loss? If I are in charge of the execution hall, like you bastards, you should be blamed one by one to death.

The disciple secretly celebrated that this brother Zhou was not in charge of the execution hall in the Soul Refining Sect. He smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, don't be angry. The old man is not far from the neighborhood and can't escape. More than a dozen of our brothers gathered nearby and just need to be summoned. Under the siege on all sides, he can't escape.

"For an old man with the power of cattle and horses, you are not waste, what are you?" Brother Zhou snorted angrily and said, "If you find the trace of this person, report it again."

The disciple responded to his order and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

The power of cattle and horses is the realm of those who refine their bodies, which is not far from the realm of imperial qi in the realm of monies. The strength of the cow and horse has reached the peak, which is the power of ten cows and ten horses. The old man already has the power of seven bulls and eight horses. Compared with the realm of imperial spirit, he is also an upper-class.

What's more, the body refiner is strong. If he gets close to him, the mark of Taoism has not yet been completed, and he has been won. Unexpectedly, it is estimated that even the peak of the imperial spirit may not be safe and sound.

I don't know if Brother Zhou's peak cultivation can resist the old man's sudden raid?

The idea turned around. The disciple listened to the movement behind him and quickly turned his head to look. He saw a person falling from the rock layer, raised his arm and hit Brother Zhou fiercely.

His cultivation has reached the peak of his spirit, and he has been scolding people. Brother Zhou, who despised the old man very much, only had time to look up. With only half of the Taoist mark on his hand, he had been swung down by his arm and broke his head.

Black Xi smashed the man's head and put it into his chest. He turned around and left, but was wrapped around his waist by a black rope and pulled back fiercely.

Bang!

Black tin was pulled back by the black rope and fell to the ground. He barely broke free from the black rope. When he looked down, he saw that his abdominal clothes had been corroded, and there was a circle of black lines on his waist, which was actually caused by the corrosion by the black rope. Fortunately, he was already a refiner and was not twisted into two pieces by the black rope.

Heixi looked up and saw several evil disciples surrounding him, all of whom had completed Taoism. If he acted recklessly, he would immediately be beaten into powder by several spells. In such a situation, Hei Xi just smiled bitterly and faintly realized that he might have been abandoned by the sect.

In recent days, Xianzong disciples have become more and more rare and rarely met them. Later, they did not see Xianzong disciples at all.

Hei Xi is not a stupid person. He knows that in the eyes of the elders in the family, although these disciples enter the inner door, they are not as good as real inner disciples. When he came to Zhongtang Mountain, Liu Xun received a more detailed letter, and the letter between himself and Ling Sheng had only one sentence "go to Zhongtang Mountain quickly". When he arrived at Zhongtang Mountain, Elder Qiu did not talk about the matter in detail.

A few days ago, the disciples of the immortal sect gradually decreased, and most of the disciples they met were evil sect. Until this time, in Zhongtang Mountain, there were almost everywhere of evil sect disciples, and it was rare to see traces of Middle-earth monks. Hei Xi was guessing whether those immortal disciples left Zhongtang Mountain, leaving himself This kind of foreign disciples to attract evil disciples, and secretly layout?

Hei Xiben also followed several immortal disciples, but a few days ago, the immortal disciples had runes burning on their chests. Then they saw that Hei Xi did not have runes, so they parted ways with him.

At this time, what does the burning of the rune paper seem to indicate?

And black tin is naturally excluded without rune paper.

At this time, is it that the rune paper is burning, ordering the disciples to leave Zhongtang Mountain?

Hei Xi was full of doubts in his heart. He turned his head and looked at several evil disciples beside him with a wry smile.

"Zhou Bing has always been arrogant. In fact, I'm quite happy that you killed him." One of the disciples of the evil sect laughed and said, "I didn't expect that you could still attack and kill the peak of the imperial spirit. It seems that it is not a fluke to be able to kill three disciples and escape their lives before. Fortunately, you didn't attack me, otherwise, I'm afraid that my end should be the same as Zhou Bing, but since you have fallen into my encirclement, how can you escape even if you are three or five times better?

This evil disciple admits that if he is attacked by black tin, it is difficult to avoid it, and he is also a rare open-minded figure.

Hei Xi smiled and said, "I think it's difficult to avoid my sneak attack, but you are honest."

The disciple of the evil sect is also the peak of imperial spirit. Looking at the respect of the rest of the disciples of the evil sect, it can be seen that this person's status is higher than that of Zhou Bing, and he must be quite respected. I only heard this man laugh and said, "My name is Lin Feng. I don't mean to kill you. I just want to ask you a few words."

Hei Xi shook his head and said, "There is no way between good and evil. You and I have nothing to say."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "This is not necessarily. Let me ask you, why there have been fewer and fewer disciples of Xianzong in Zhongtang Mountain in the past few days? Even if some of them are left, they are only imperial disciples, not Yunang, not Xianxuan, and even some are ordinary monks, not immortal disciples. What are the plans of the Nine Immortals?

Black Xi was silent.

Lin Feng winced. Immediately, a person hit the spell at the feet of Hei Xi. The ground suddenly sank ten feet. Hei Xi's foot was unstable and almost fell down.

Without waiting for Heixi to stand firm, Lin Feng smiled again and said, "In recent days, those Middle-earth monks have arrested a lot, all of whom are imperial disciples from the second and third-rate sect. Only a few are Elder Yun Gang, but half of the disciples of the immortal sect have not seen it, which makes me extremely puzzled. Looking at your waist card, you are also a disciple of the nine immortal sects. They are the first immortal disciples I have seen in recent days. Tell me where are your peers?

Black tin shook his head slightly.

"I'm obsessed."

Lin Feng turned his head slightly and made a slight sign.

The rest of the disciples immediately cast spells.

Black tin dodged left and right, dodged only three spells, and was hit in the chest by a fireball. He immediately fell on his back, and his chest was black.

Lin Feng smiled, accepted the spell, came to Hei Xi, looked down, and said lightly, "If you know everything you know, you can avoid the pain of skin and flesh. Otherwise, hey, you also know that we are not inferior to the Middleland Immortal Sect. Strictly speaking, we don't have much restrictions. The means are also more interesting. If you are still stubborn, I will let you know the methods of my soul-making sect and see how it is different from your immortal sect. How about the Taoism of that family is more interesting?

Interesting? Hexi coughed and bled and said sarcastically, "The disciples of the evil sect are the disciples of the evil sect. What they think and do are extreme, and the means are cruel and tyrannical. How can they be called interesting?"

Lin Feng shook his head and sighed, "I have always had a good temper, so I will give you one last chance. This Zhongtang Mountain is so big that since you are a disciple of the immortal sect, there will always be others. No matter how bad it is, among the rest of the monks, there are many people who know the inside story. You vow not to say anything, but others will always talk. So, do you still want to stick to it?

Black Xi poohed and sneered.

Lin Feng sighed, "In that case, I'll take you on the road."

After saying that, his fingertips lingered with yellow light and drooped slowly like silk threads. Then he touched a wisp of hair slightly raised by black tin, which turned the hair into ashes and continued to fall on the head of black tin.

"Brother Lin." Suddenly, a middle-aged disciple bowed and said, "I have left the sect and traveled. I have stopped in the Miaozhai tribe for a long time and learned some magic punishments. Why don't I try and dig out the secrets hidden in his stomach one by one?"

Lin Feng said coldly, "Are you going to plead for him? Or do you want me to go on my word?"

Previously, Lin Feng once said that he would let this gray-haired old man go on the road. If he put this matter on hold for the time being and force him to ask questions with magic, in Lin Feng's eyes, he would break his promise. Thinking like this, his face was extremely bad. Looking at the middle-aged disciple, he gradually became cold.

The middle-aged disciple was slightly shocked and quickly pleaded guilty.

Lin Feng snorted and said, "Zhongtang Mountain is 300 miles away, is he the only one immortal disciple?" Since you catch one, you can meet the second one. This old man is also a hard bone. Even if he is forced to ask, it is probably difficult to know anything from him, but I appreciate this person very much, so I will give him a pleasure to avoid the pain of his skin and flesh. What, do you have any objection?

The middle-aged disciple smiled bitterly and said, "I dare not."

Lin Feng looked down at the black tin, and the yellow light between his fingers fell like a spider silk thread.

Black tin's chest was hit by a fireball, and it was black. The veins in front of his chest were broken a lot, and his arms were difficult to move, so he had to watch the yellow silk line fall, getting closer and closer to his face.

One foot......

Half a foot......

Two inches...

half an inch......

When you see the yellow light, you will touch the black tin head, and the black tin closes its eyes slightly.

In the end, the yellow light still touched the black tin skin. Even if he was already a refinery, under the yellow light, he still burned a layer of scars. Hei Xi gritted his teeth in pain and kept silent.

Lin Feng's hand trembled slightly and was about to roll up his head and burn and corrode the whole thing.

This is shaking.

Suddenly, there is sword spirit in the air, with a radius of dozens of feet, full of coldness, like frost.

All the disciples of the evil sect are awe-inspiring.

Lin Feng looked down and saw that the yellow silk line hanging from his fingertips had been cut off, and the broken part was even more annihilated. Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but be shocked. Although he was a disciple of Yuqi, he thought he was inferior to the ordinary Yunang Sanren. How could anyone break his spell in front of his eyes without showing any trace?

Where does the sword spirit come from?

Lin Feng and the disciples of the evil sect turned their heads and looked.

A young man in green came into the air with a straight posture, but his face was indifferent, like frost.