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Just when Luo Wei was feeling emotional, the young man next to him suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Uncle Luo, what should we do with the spirit worms in our bodies?"

The other person also showed panic when he heard the words.

They didn't do a good job, and they almost died. When Lu Wansong came back, he might not know how to punish them.

Luo Wei hesitated to speak.

He originally wanted to say that when Lin Shen left, he would probably fight Lu Wansong, as long as Lu Wansong died, the spirit worms would die out naturally.

But after thinking about it, why Lu Wansong is so proficient, it is not certain whether Lin Shen, a newly promoted monk, and another injured female cultivator can defeat Lu Wansong.

Thinking of this, Luo Wei felt worried for a while.

at the same time.

A few miles away, Lin Shen flew in the air, and his spiritual consciousness centered on himself, quickly spreading in all directions.

According to Luo Wei's description, the spirit-eating insects planted in their bodies would wake up as long as they were more than twenty miles away from Lu Wansong.

If this is true, Lu Wansong should be between fifteen and twenty miles away from the cave.

as expected.

A moment later, Lin Shen's spiritual perception suddenly burst into two groups of extremely strong energy.

Compared with the surrounding auras that were as small as sand and gravel, those two groups of auras were as conspicuous as the sun.

Moreover, the two groups of qi touch each other at different times, and it looks like they are fighting each other.

If nothing else, it should be Miao You and Lu Wansong!

Seeing this, Lin Shen's figure accelerated sharply, and flew towards the perceived position like a meteor.

Chila!

After being ground by the dark red mist for many times, the white silk in Miao You's hand finally couldn't hold it anymore, and it burst into pieces all over the sky!

The dark red mist followed closely, not even letting go of the fragments, and swallowed them up in an instant!

Seeing this, Miao You's complexion changed slightly.

Lu Wansong laughed loudly, and said: "You Kanyu Nine Ling is a good treasure, but now that Nine Ling is completely destroyed, there is no way to recover it without a few months of cultivation, I see what you have to resist now My iron death aura!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Wansong opened his mouth and spit out another ball of iron death aura, and rolled towards Miao You with the sonorous golden iron Geming.

Miao You's expression became more and more serious.

Her original cultivation was not as good as that of Lu Wansong, and her injuries had not yet fully recovered. The little aura she managed to recover these days was exhausted in the fierce battle just now. deal with.

However, the iron perishing aura has the ability to wear down magic weapons. In the battle more than ten days ago, Kanyu Jiuling was forcibly worn away by the iron perishing aura, and the remaining four are now following in the footsteps.

Losing Kanyu Jiuling, her already precarious situation has become even more dangerous now!

"I didn't expect to escape this catastrophe!"

Miao You is full of bitterness

The reason why Lu Wansong was distracted was that he didn't want Lin Shen to die and implicate him.

In the end, I still have to take my life now.

"Forget it, at worst, I will die here in battle. It's a pity that I couldn't get my revenge!"

Taking a deep breath, Miao You's eyes became firm again, and she rushed towards Lu Wansong expressionlessly.

Even if he couldn't kill Lu Wansong today, he still had to bite off a piece of flesh from him.

As if sensing Miao You's thoughts, Lu Wansong sneered again and again.

"If you want to fight me hard, it depends on whether you have the strength!"

With the same third-grade spiritual vein, he is two levels higher than Miao You, and it is easy to defeat the latter.

Not to mention that Miao You's injury has not healed at the moment, and she has lost her magic weapon, and her strength has dropped to the lowest point.

If it wasn't for thinking about capturing Miao You alive, the battle would have been decided by now!

"Be good and let him go, if you go back with me, you can save yourself a lot of trouble!" Lu Wansong snorted coldly.

Miao You was unmoved at all, but approached Lu Wansong while gritting her teeth to resist the aura of Iron Death.

Watching this scene, Lu Wansong finally lost his patience. He opened his mouth and spit out eighteen mouthfuls of iron death spirit energy, which were intertwined and entangled together, and quickly condensed into a giant ax that was about ten feet long.

As soon as the giant ax was released, a sharp aura of gold and iron enveloped the surroundings in an instant.

The place where Lu Wansong stood was covered with a layer of rust-like luster in an instant, and the vegetation around him withered.

This move is called the Tyrant Meteor Axe, and it is a way to use the Iron Death Spiritual Qi, and it needs eighteen spiritual veins to practice.

Eighteen mouthfuls of iron perishing spiritual energy are also required to cast it.

Lu Wansong has practiced so far, and he has killed countless monks with this tyrant meteor axe, including both human cultivators and demon cultivators.

Ordinary spiritual monks of the fourth and fifth ranks, even at the same level as him, would not dare to take this move head-on.

rumble!

Amidst the roaring sound like thunder, the dark red giant ax smashed down with a domineering momentum that crushed everything!

Miao You was well aware of the power of the Tyrannical Axe, and couldn't help but change face when she saw this, and hurriedly mobilized the remaining spiritual energy in her body. Suddenly, the gust of wind swelled around her, turning into a whistling wind to face the dark red giant axe.

The two collided fiercely in the air, making a muffled bang!

After a moment of stalemate, the dark red giant ax tore through the wind like a world, and then hit Miao You hard!

The latter only had time to let out a muffled grunt before being thrown from the air.

It was with great difficulty that she stabilized her figure and avoided falling to the ground in embarrassment, but as soon as she stood still, Miao You felt blood surge in her chest, and her throat rushed upwards with a fishy sweetness.

She knew immediately that the injury she had suppressed with great difficulty had recurred again.

He was hit head-on with the Tyrant Meteor Axe, and his injuries are probably more serious now than before taking Xi and Yu.

Seeing Lu Wansong slowly descending from the sky, Miao You's face flashed with sadness.

It seems that today is really doomed!

Miao You suddenly thought of Lin Shen.

I don't know if he has successfully promoted to a monk?

Or the practitioners who were left there broke through the Nine Profound Golden Capital Formation and interrupted the promotion process?

With this thought, Miao You couldn't help laughing.

Now that I can't take care of myself, how can I still care about others?

Since she hasn't lost her life at this moment, it means that Lin Shen's life is not in danger.

If you have enough time to care about others, you might as well think about how to bite Lu Wansong back before you die.

"Don't waste your time!"

Lu Wansong saw the change in Miao You's demeanor, and a look of ridicule appeared on his face.

"You are not my opponent at all. If you are sensible, you should go back with me honestly. Maybe your lord will be magnanimous and spare your life!"

Miao You's complexion changed suddenly, and she took a sip.

"The next generation who committed crimes above, how could they have the face to say such a thing?"

Lu Wansong was not angry when he heard the words, but just smiled.

"Since ancient times, victorious kings and defeated bandits have not even understood this truth. No wonder you have fallen into this situation today!"

Miao You's face was gloomy, she bit her lip and said nothing, just stared at Lu Wansong fiercely.

Seeing Miao You's appearance, Lu Wansong lost the interest of playing cat and mouse, and prepared to take Miao You down so that he could go back to work.

But at this moment, his expression froze suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.

In his spiritual sense perception, a mass of extremely thick Qi is approaching here rapidly from a few miles away.

"Are there other monks on Xuandu Mountain?"

Lu Wansong was in doubt for a while.

At the same time, Miao You also noticed the aura of the monk who was approaching at a high speed, and his expression couldn't help being stunned.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Could it be Lin Shen?

Has he successfully promoted to a monk?

Under normal circumstances, monks would not come to participate in the Xuandu Conference at all.

Miao You was also in a special situation. In order to find a hidden place to recover from his injuries, he snatched a Xuandu Order and sneaked into Xuandu Mountain.

Lu Wansong also entered Xuandu Mountain to hunt her down.

So it stands to reason that there should be only her and Lu Wansong as monks in Xuandu Mountain.

But at this moment, a third monk appeared, no wonder Miao You immediately thought of Lin Shen.

The facts proved that she guessed correctly, but in just a moment, the owner of the aura broke into the field of vision of the two present.

After seeing the figure of the person coming, Miao You was pleasantly surprised.

"Lin Shen!"

Lu Wansong looked at the visitor solemnly.

Looking at Miao You's appearance, this monk who suddenly appeared is obviously an enemy rather than a friend!

Suddenly, Lu Wansong quickly made a decision and rushed towards Miao You decisively, wanting to take Miao You down before the visitor arrived, so as to avoid long nights and dreams.

Miao You immediately noticed Lu Wansong's movements, and her complexion changed slightly, but she had no strength left to resist, and could only watch Lu Wansong rush towards her.

At the very moment, an invisible force descended out of thin air, covering Lu Wansong's whole body, threatening to imprison him in place!

"Fixing spell?"

A sneer flashed in Lu Wansong's eyes.

Trying to restrain his actions with such low-level spells is too underestimating!

Lu Wansong exerted all his strength, trying to break free from the shackles of the fixing spell.

The physical strength of demon cultivators is inherently far superior to that of human cultivators. A few demon cultivators who practice special techniques can even forcibly resist mysterious weapons with their bodies alone.

Although Lu Wansong hadn't reached that level, his physical body had no problem resisting magic weapons.

He felt that low-level spells such as the holding spell could be broken through with a physical body.

But the fact is bigger than he expected.

With this effort, he failed to break the shackles of the fixing spell!

Lu Wansong was shocked immediately.

After this delay, when he came back to his senses and mobilized his spiritual energy to break through the restraint of the fixing spell, the monk had already come to Miao You's side.

"It seems that I came just in time."

Lin Shen glanced at Miao You with a smile.

Hearing the sarcasm in these words, Miao You couldn't help but glared at him reproachfully, but heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

On the other side, Lu Wansong stared at Lin Shen with a frown, his gaze uncertain.

You must know that even if it is a monk who is also a third-level Yunling, it is impossible to restrain him with a low-level spell such as the fixing spell as just now, so that he has to use spiritual energy to break through.

Could it be that this young man who looked to be in his early twenties at most was actually a cultivator at the fourth or fifth level of Yunling?

With this thought, Lu Wansong's heart skipped a beat.

Where did Miao You meet such a powerful person Xiu?

After his gaze fluctuated for a moment, Lu Wansong suddenly snorted coldly, and said, "Miao You, as a monster race, you actually got mixed up with the human race!"

Miao You glanced at Lu Wansong expressionlessly, but said nothing.

Not only did she meddle, but she also signed a soul contract with Lin Shen. The relationship between them should not be too deep, it is still the kind of life and death.

Thinking of this, Miao You couldn't help sighing, and cast a resentful look at Lin Shen.

Lin Shen looked at Lu Wansong as if he hadn't seen it, and smiled lightly at Lu Wansong: "Foreigners are not necessarily worse than the same ones. We are both monsters. You are chasing and killing Miao You, but I, a foreigner, is saving her. Which one is better? Is it clear at a glance?"

Lu Wansong's expression darkened when he heard the words, and he snorted coldly: "Sharp teeth!"

Lin Shen didn't care, and said with a smile, "I've said so much, but I still want my subordinates to see the truth. It just so happens that I have just been promoted to a monk, and I want to find an opponent to try my hand at. You may as well come!"

As soon as these words came out, Miao You and Lu Wansong were both stunned.

The former reacted suddenly.

That's right, Lin Shen has just become a monk not long ago, and he hasn't even had time to fully transform his aura into five-element aura. His strength is inferior to that of ordinary monks, so how can he be the opponent of Lu Wansong, a third-level monk who is Yunling!

But now that she is seriously injured and has lost her combat effectiveness, it would be good if she doesn't become a burden, and she can't help Lin Shen at all!

The current dangerous situation has not been resolved at all!

Thinking of this, Miao You's heart suddenly sank.

Lu Wansong was also stunned by Lin Shen's words, and after realizing it, he looked at Miao You for the first time, seeing her complexion changed slightly, suddenly realized, and was ecstatic in his heart.

"I still thought you were powerful, but I didn't expect you to be a junior who just became a monk!"

Lu Wansong sneered again and again, and the fear in his heart was swept away.

A monk who has just been promoted not long ago is nothing to be afraid of.

It's useless for him to be so jealous before, but now that he thinks about it, most likely it was not a body-holding spell, but more likely some kind of magic weapon or talisman.

Otherwise, how could a newly promoted monk who hadn't even mastered the spirit energy of the five elements imprison him with just the fixing spell?

After thinking about this point clearly, Lu Wansong looked at Lin Shen with colder eyes.

He is a dignified third-level monk of Yunling, but he was almost teased by a junior, which is a shame!

"After I kill you, I will take out your Yuanling and ingest it into the Forbidden Soul Orb. The Yuanling of a human cultivator can be regarded as a treasure of great value!"

Cultivator Yuanling, especially human cultivator Yuanling, is highly sought after by countless monster races, evil monks and disciples of the evil sect.

It's just that human cultivation is difficult to kill, and it is even more difficult to extract Yuanling.

As it is now, the chance to meet a newly promoted monk is extremely rare.

If he could get his Yuan Ling, although he wouldn't need it, he might be able to exchange it with other monks for a profound weapon!

A thought flashed across Lu Wansong's mind, and his heart felt a little hot, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more intense.

He snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a streak of cold light flew out, piercing towards Lin Shen.

A sharp and short sword cry burst out suddenly.

Lin Shen took a closer look and found that the cold light was actually a flying sword with a cold light.

Different from ordinary talisman swords, this flying sword is only two fingers wide, about a foot long, and exudes a sharp and unparalleled sword intent!

Even if you are separated by a distance, you can feel the bitter chill coming to your face!

The Feijian was swift and swift, and flew in front of him in an instant.

Lin Shen didn't change his face, opened his eyes, opened his mouth and let out a mouthful of spiritual energy, facing Feijian.

Lu Wansong could see clearly that the spiritual energy in his breath had no spirit of the five elements, and it was indeed a non-attribute spiritual energy that had not yet been transformed.

Originally, he was still a little uncertain, but now he was determined when he saw this, and a smile appeared on his face that he was sure of winning.

There is a huge gap between the non-attribute aura and the five elements aura.

The power of the non-attribute aura before transformation is at most half of that of the five elements aura.

Of course, the non-attribute spiritual energy condensed by monks with high spiritual veins may be stronger.

For example, the non-attribute aura condensed by a first-grade spiritual vein is not even inferior to the five-element aura of a fifth-grade spiritual vein.

But let's not talk about whether the spirit veins of the junior in front of him are first-rank, even if he is, he is not a fifth-rank spirit vein, but a third-rank spirit vein!

Not to mention being a third-level monk of Yunling!

Even the non-attribute aura of a first-grade spirit vein cannot match his Iron Death aura!

No matter how you look at it, the junior in front of you has no chance of winning!