Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

When the remaining hundreds of people heard that Fang Lin could let them enter the Immortal Mansion, they all cheered in unison.

Originally, they thought Fang Lin was a profiteer who ate people without spitting out their bones, but now they had a slight change of opinion towards Fang Lin.

Or is he a hero who robs the rich and gives to the poor?

In fact, Fang Lin also knew.

These cultivators who stay here are not reluctant to part with the Immortal Stone, but because they really can't get it.

He has earned enough immortal stones anyway, so why not just do a favor!

However, when Zhou Jing, who had not gone far away, heard this voice, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. .??.??

He came in with 10,000 Immortal Stones, but the remaining few hundred people didn't even have to give one Immortal Stone. Isn't this obviously a trick to him?

Suddenly, his hatred for Fang Lin increased.

But at this moment, Zhou Jing couldn't care about these things.

The sounds of fighting coming from the Immortal Mansion made Zhou Jing quicken his pace.

The fight for the secret treasure has already begun. If it were any slower, he might not be able to get anything but still get 10,000 fairy stones.

He couldn't do this kind of loss-making business.

Taking three steps at a time, Zhou Jing moved forward quickly. The moment he stepped into the main hall of the Immortal Mansion, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

This is no longer a dark underground cave, but a paradise.

There are acres of grass here, the sky is blue, cherry blossoms are falling on both sides, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it's like a dream.

But at this time, hundreds of cultivators were killing each other. At this time, many cultivators had fallen to the ground, their bodies and souls dying.

Their blood dyed the green land red, but made the flowers in this world bloom more brilliantly.

Clearly, there's something weird here!

At this time, Fang Lin also came to Jinzhong Immortal Mansion.

He looked at the chaotic crowd and frowned.

This is a maze!

Or maybe it's a fantasy!

If they can't find a way to crack it, I'm afraid they will kill each other here until they die here!

r\u003e At this moment, a burst of fragrance wafted over.

At that moment, Fang Lin felt dizzy.

But soon, he immediately woke up after experiencing an increase in soul power.

However, the cultivators behind him and Zhou Jing were not so lucky.

They seemed to have become puppets and started fighting each other.

"It's that floral scent!"

After Fang Lin glanced around, he immediately locked his eyes on the scattered petals.

The fragrance wafting in the air comes from these petals.

Perhaps, removing the petals will break this illusion!

As soon as he said it, Fang Lin drew out the Qingshuang Sword, waved his hand, and the sword light flashed, like the wind blowing through the remaining clouds, instantly smashing the ancient trees and flower petals on both sides to pieces!

When the fragrance in the air slowly disappeared, everyone gradually woke up.

They looked at the corpse on the ground with blank eyes, obviously not knowing what had just happened.

Fang Lin saw this scene and shook his head.

The psychological quality of these cultivators is too low.

If he had come a little later, these people would probably kill each other and all die here.

Whenever a treasure appears, it must be filled with murderous intent, so be careful at every step.

However, hundreds of people all fell into the trap, and the actual number made Fang Lin feel a little disappointed.

Are the disciples of the eight major sects at this level?

Fang Lin ignored the others and ducked to Leng Ruhan's side, asking, "Are you okay?"

Leng Ruhan came back to his senses, shook his head, glanced at the corpse not far away, and said guiltily: "It's just your friends..."

The disciples of Xianwu Academy, among this group of people, have the greatest fighting ability.

Weak, in a state of melee, how can they stop the fighting of the eight major sects.

When Fang Lin heard this, he sighed and said nothing.

The life and death of cultivators are all determined.

Or maybe this is their fate.

Seeing that Fang Lin didn't speak, Leng Ruhan felt even more guilty. ??

Fang Lin rescued her again and again, but she was unable to protect the safety of Fang Lin's friends.

For a moment, Leng Ruhan felt that he was not as good as Fang Lin, a four-star spirit!

"You don't need to blame yourself. I can help them open the door to the Immortal Mansion, but I can't influence their life or death. These are their fate!"

Fang Lin said calmly, not wanting this incident to affect Leng Ruhan's Taoist mind.

Leng Ruhan nodded and said nothing more.

But I secretly vowed in my heart that if this happens again in the future, even if I risk my life, I will protect the safety of Fang Lin's friends!

returning a Favour many times more.

He was as cold as cold and had no friends. Now that he has met Fang Lin, he is even willing to protect the friendship between the two with his life!

While Fang Lin and the two were talking, a discordant voice broke the two of them.

"Boy, it's time for us to settle things!"

Following the sound, I saw the three swordsmen from Lie Dao Sect standing out.

The leader, Dao Dao, carried a heavy knife with a flashing red light on his shoulder. His face was still so ugly, like a rat crossing the street, which made people feel disgusted.

Beside them, Dao Erer and Dao Zai were as wretched as ever.

Their ears and eyes glanced at Leng Ruhan from time to time, obviously coveting Leng Ruhan's beauty.

"You...are not enough for me to kill!"

Fang Lin glanced at the three of them and sneered disdainfully.

That day, his seriously injured body was still able to scare away three people. Now that Fang Lin is at his peak, he can kill them

They don't even need to draw their swords.

Because such a shameless person is not worthy of dying by his sword.

After Fang Lin finished speaking, Leng Ruhan's voice rang out: "Three lowly guests from the Liedao Sect, you don't need to take action, I will send you three on your way today!"

Last time, Leng Ruhan was attacked by three people and his innocence was almost ruined. Now that his enemies met, he was naturally extremely jealous.

However, Zhou Jing, who didn't know the situation, saw this scene and thought that Leng Ruhan was protecting Fang Lin.

He originally hated Fang Lin to the core, but now he wanted to crush Fang Lin to ashes.

He... has never tried to hate someone so much!

"Duel! I want to duel with you!"

Once again, Zhou Jing pulled out his sword and pointed it at Fang Lin!

Fang Lin glanced at him, a little speechless.

Is there something seriously wrong with this man's brain?

Are you always ready to duel with others?

I came to the Golden Bell Immortal Mansion to hunt for treasures, not to duel with him!

"Mr. Zhou, this man's life is at stake from our Lie Dao Sect. You'd better take care of your junior sister Ruhan!"

At this moment, Dao Da Jie Jie laughed strangely and glanced at Fang Lin with evil intentions.

Although the three of them are lustful, they also love money.

Before coming in, Fang Lin collected hundreds of thousands of immortal stones, which was enough for them to practice for a long time. If Fang Lin could be killed, this would be a huge fortune!

At the same time, Huang He, who had been silent, also stood up.

"The knife is big, you have a good idea! Now his life is worth a lot of money!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples from Qingxue Palace, Chaotian Sect, Liedao Sect and other sects all stood up one after another, threatening to kill Fang Lin and take back the immortal stone that he had just handed over.

In fact, what they want is not the fairy stone handed over, but all the fairy stones on Fang Lin's body...