Dantian has a little field

Although Patriarch Ziyang let go of the Sword God Sect's protective formation, Demon Lord Leng Qingqing was shocked by Lin Xu's sudden appearance and did not order an attack. Lin Xu had not shown up in the world of immortal cultivation in the past hundred years. This sudden All of a sudden, it appeared that he was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which made Leng Wuwu feel a little afraid.

A discerning person can tell at a glance that the relationship between Lin Xu and Zi Zhui'er is very close, but except for Ziyang Patriarch and a few people from the Sword God Sect, others really don't know Lin Xu's true identity. After all, no one knows To pay attention to a guy who has been "dead" for nearly a hundred years.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Why do you want to meddle in my Holy Sect's business?"

Seeing Lin Xu flying in front of him with a murderous look on his face, Leng Wuwu couldn't help but frowned and asked, although Lin Xu's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, Leng Qingwu felt different from Ancestor Ziyang. There is a faint sense of oppression.

A boy in the middle stage of Nascent Soul can actually make himself feel oppressed in the late stage of Nascent Soul. This is really unbelievable, and he cannot help but be ruthless and unscrupulous.

"Holy Sect? You really want to put gold on your face!"

Lin Xu coldly snorted, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Are you the Demon Lord Leng Qingqing? Are you the one who killed my Zhui'er just now?"

"Your pendant?"

Leng Lingyue raised her eyebrows. Her guess was indeed correct. The relationship between this boy and Zi Zhuo'er was very unusual! It's just that "Leng Jade Fairy" Zi Zhuo'er, isn't she always polite to men? When did you hook up with such a master who was in the middle stage of pill formation?

Although he was confused in his heart, he could not lose the majesty of his "Holy Lord" when facing Lin Xuleng. He said coldly, "I am the one who did it, so what?"

"Hehehehe!"

After a period of silence, Lin Xu suddenly laughed strangely. The laughter was not loud, but there was a chilling feeling in the ears of the Demon Sect monks, and even Demon Lord Leng Wuwu frowned.

Leng Qingqing was about to say something, but his pupils suddenly shrank. Just as Lin Xu stopped laughing, traces of black and red gas emerged from his body.

Evil spirit! This is the evil spirit condensed into substance!

Leng Wuwu took a breath and looked at Lin Xu again. Anyone who can possess evil aura is a peerless strongman who broke out from the sea of ​​​​blood and corpses. Even Leng Wuwu, the first person in the Demon Sect, the Demon Lord, has only just scratched the surface of the realm of condensing death into evil, and even more so. Not to mention Lin Xu's actual evil spirit!

This guy is no ordinary person!

Leng Qingwu's face became solemn. Immortal cultivators with evil spirits must not be taken lightly. From surprise at the beginning to slight fear later, and then to solemnity now, Lin Xu has risen from a junior to an equal weight in Leng Qingwu's heart. exist.

I'm afraid the Sword God Sect can't be defeated today!

The evil aura was getting thicker and thicker, but strangely it did not spread. Instead, it continued to condense and compress on Lin Xu's body. After a few breaths, a pair of black and red armor was formed. The surface of the armor was extremely smooth. At first glance, it seems as if the soul will be sucked into it. There are two ferocious dragon heads on the shoulders, like living creatures. The arm guards extend to the fists, and the gloves are covered with sharp black thorns. .

"Hi~! Condensate evil into armor! This guy...!"

Demon Lord Leng Wuqing took a breath of cold air and looked at Lin Xu as if he had seen a ghost. As the leader of the Demon Sect, he knew very well what this meant. This was the highest level of using evil energy - Ningshacheng A!

This kind of armor made of condensed evil spirits is much easier to use than any other spiritual weapon armor!

When other armors are damaged, they need all kinds of materials and treasures to repair them, and they may even be beyond repair because of the serious damage. The evil spirit armor is different. As long as there is evil energy, it can be repaired continuously, even if it is defeated. Re-condensed out.

What's more, the sturdiness of the evil spirit armor is not weaker than the armor of high-grade spiritual weapons! Who is this Lin Xu, who can actually condense evil spirits into armor?

Leng Wuqing had already begun to think about retreating. With such a perverted kid who could condense evil into armor, the Sword God Sect would definitely not be able to defeat it today! Don’t forget, there is an ancestor Ziyang who is in the middle stage of pill formation over there! Although Patriarch Ziyang was injured, a lean camel was bigger than a horse. As long as he was held back by this boy named Lin, Patriarch Ziyang would be able to sweep away the remaining Demon Sect monks!

It’s not just Leng Ruwu who is discerning. Ziyang Patriarch and Nangong also saw it. Ziyang Patriarch’s mouth that he had just closed opened wide again, and his heart was like countless thunder and lightning raging crazily. What happened to Lin Xu over the years? Where have you been and what have you experienced? How could it grow to such a terrifying level? What a pervert!

"You really want to go against our Holy Sect? As long as you are willing to watch and not interfere, our Holy Sect can share with you 30% of the proceeds after defeating the Sword God Sect! I can also promise to let Ziyang and his daughter go, how about that?"

Leng Qingqing asked reluctantly. Lin Xu had already made it clear that he was going to start a fight, but if a fight really happened, he might not be able to take advantage of it. He was really unwilling to retreat because Lin Xu did not reveal his identity, so In Leng Wuqing's view, he should only interfere in the Sword God Sect's affairs because of his affair with Zi Zhuo'er. As long as he offered enough benefits, it shouldn't be difficult to persuade Lin Xu to stop.

It's a pity that although Leng Qingwu guessed the relationship between Lin Xu and Zi Zhui'er correctly, he didn't expect that even if Lin Xu was a disciple of the Sword God Sect, how could he stand idly by when the Sword God Sect was in danger of survival?

"Thirty percent of the income? Hahahaha!"

Lin Xu laughed again, and in addition to the coldness in his eyes, there was a trace of ridicule, "The Demon Lord is really generous! But I am a disciple of the Sword God Sect. If I really agree to your terms, If you stand back and watch, won't you become a shameless and repetitive villain, making the world laugh at you?"

"What, you are a disciple of the Sword God Sect? How is that possible?"

Leng Qingwu was shocked. With Lin Xu's cultivation strength, if he was really a disciple of the Sword God Sect, how could he be so unknown? You must know that even the ancestor Ziyang of the Sword God Sect is only at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his strength may not be as good as Lin Xu!

"This Senior Lin is from our Sword God Sect? Why have I never heard of him?"

"That's right! Doesn't our Sword God Sect only have an ancestor at the Nascent Soul Stage, Ziyang Patriarch?"

Not only was Leng Wuqing in disbelief, but all the disciples of the Sword God Sect also looked at each other in shock.

"You guys know nothing! He is Lin Xu, my brother Lin Xu!"

Suddenly, an excited voice sounded like thunder, and a golden light shot out from among the disciples of the Sword God Sect and arrived in front of the mountain gate. Who could it be if it wasn't Jiang Yunfan?

But at this moment, Jiang Yunfan looked really miserable. Not only was his body covered in blood, but his left hand was empty. It was obvious that it had been cut off at the shoulder level. His pale face had a sickly blood-red color and he looked at Lin Xu excitedly. .

"Lin Zi, is it really you? Are you not dead? Are you back?"

In the trembling voice, a line of tiger tears left Jiang Yunfan's eyes and down his face. A short, fat foundation-building monk from the Sword God Sect flew up with his sword and chased Jiang Yunfan. He said anxiously: "Uncle Jiang, you are too seriously injured. Use your true energy rashly! Go back with your disciples to heal!"

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as the short and fat monk finished speaking, he saw a figure appearing next to Jiang Yunfan like a ghost, and he supported Jiang Yunfan. It was Lin Xu.

"Who did it?"

Lin Xu's eyes were completely blood red at this moment. Looking at his good brother's broken arm that had not completely stopped bleeding, Lin Xu felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. With his strength, he could easily tell at a glance how serious Jiang Yunfan's injury was. , not only was his left arm broken, but there was also a destructive force similar to dark demonic energy in the meridians of his body that was constantly destroying Jiang Yunfan's vitality. It can be said that Jiang Yunfan was able to fly to the mountain gate entirely with the support of his breath.

"It's Nangong Yifang! It's Uncle Jiang who was injured by Demon Sect's Dao Lord Nangong Yifang!"

Jiang Yunfan looked at Lin Xu with trembling lips, and was so excited that he burst into tears. The short, fat monk suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Nangong, who was two feet away behind Demon Lord Leng Qingwu, and said in a hateful voice.

"Nangong Yifang!"

Lin Xu glanced at Nangong Yifang coldly, supported Jiang Yunfan and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, he had returned to the platform of the Sword God Sect. He took out a bottle of healing elixir and fed it to Jiang Yunfan. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Yunfan's broken arm. He grabbed it with his fingers and claws, and suddenly a black smoke was pulled out from where Jiang Yunfan's broken arm was. It was the demonic energy that Nangong Fang left in Jiang Yunfan's body to destroy it.

"Yunfan, follow this exercise method to heal your injuries!"

After getting rid of the demonic energy that destroyed Jiang Yunfan's body, Lin Xu stretched out his hand, and a green light flew out from his fingertips and disappeared into Jiang Yunfan's eyebrows. Suddenly, a mysterious skill appeared in Jiang Yunfan's mind. [Eternal Lotus Heart Technique].

"Linzi, this, this is..."

[Immortal Lotus Heart Technique] is the eternal secret skill of the master of life. Although the effect will be greatly reduced without the Immortal Lotus Heart Seal on the body, compared with other healing techniques, it is no different than clouds and mud. Jiang Yunfan is now Masters in the late stage of pill formation have not spent hundreds of years in vain. They can see the value of this technique just by silently reciting it once. They bluntly say that if this technique is leaked out, it will definitely set off a revolution in the world of immortality. The bloody storm!

Lin Xu passed such a peerless magical skill to him without blinking an eye. Jiang Yunfan was so excited again that he didn't know what to say. This is a brother!

"There is no room for weakness between us brothers. Let's heal our wounds quickly!"

Lin Xu patted his good brother's other shoulder to comfort him, then turned to look at Demon Sect Taoist Nangong Yifang behind Leng Qingwu, showing a ferocious smile, "Brother, I will avenge you!"

With a movement of his body, Lin Xu disappeared from the spot and appeared next to Demon Lord Leng Wuwu like a ghost. He stared at Nangong, the second master of the Demon Sect, as if he were nothing, and said in a cold voice: "Break your arms by yourself." Make amends to my brother and I will spare your life!"