The back door of my house is open to floods

Hearing this, Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

Chi Songzi next to him showed a trace of regret on his face.

There is no separation between poison and medicine. The Hundred Poison Tribe has always been rampant in this area with terrifying voodoo, and its power is unparalleled. Yun Xiangshi was born with the way of medicine. How can the Hundred Poison Tribe bear it.

In fact, the Yunxiang family had already heard some rumors. Lin Yuan had reminded them last time that although the Yunxiang tribe was on guard, they didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that the two sides were well water but not river water.

But he never thought that the other party had already sharpened his sword!

"Go!"

With an order, figures appeared around, a total of 18 people, standing in different parts of the mountain depression, these figures are like puppets who have lost their sanity, each with a dull face, holding a strange black long banner in their hands.

That is the most powerful witchcraft of the Hundred Poison Tribe, the Hundred Poison God Advent Banner.

Each voodoo flip carries a voodoo demon head.

It is a set of witchcraft made by mixing the voodoo wraiths produced by the voodoo-infested monks killing each other with the secret method of the Hundred Poison Tribes, which can block the earth!

The eighteen voodoo demons are extremely ferocious. They not only carry terrifying voodoo, but also can create many illusions to torture Yuanling.

"No, it's the Hundred Poisons Tribe's Banner of the Hundred Poisons God Advent!"

"They actually brought this set of terrifying witchcraft?"

Chi Songzi's complexion has changed drastically, and as he muttered in his mouth, his face was already pale.

Seeing Chisongzi's expression, Gu Shan laughed gloomyly on the mountain. "Chisongzi, Lin Yuan, you should feel honored. There are not many souls who are lucky enough to die in the Baidu tribe's Baidu God Advent Banner!"

From the beginning to the end, Lin Yuan's expression did not change. It was just some voodoo. Not to mention that he hadn't successfully practiced the golden lamp. The terrifying innate thunder technique alone was enough to make these voodoo demons flee!

Lin Yuan stretched out a palm, and the virtuous golden lamp in mid-air turned into a golden light and fell on the palm instantly, and the innate mana in his body gushed out!

"go with!"

With a light drink, in an instant, a golden glow emerged from the mountain depression, with thousands of red flames, and the whole body was filled with golden light. Under the stunned eyes of the red pine nuts and that Gu Mountain, it flew to the ridge, and the precious light swept across. Before it had time to fly out, it was instantly enveloped by blossoming lanterns.

The lanterns are blooming, and they will be reborn in the nether world.

The eighteen voodoo demon heads refined by countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts were all refined, and Lin Yuan could clearly perceive that with the release of many evil spirits and fierce ghosts, Si was transformed by the moral mantra in the golden lamp of merit, The merits and virtues fell in succession, feeding back the golden lamp of merits, which instantly increased the power of the golden lamp of merits by at least three points.

Goodbye to the mountains, a group of figures looked at this scene with horrified eyes.

Lin Yuan shook his head. The Golden Lamp of Merit is a first-class secret treasure for refining demons. After adding the refining of Merit, it has infinite uses. Waiting for the devil, how dare the primordial spirit appear in front of the Golden Lamp of Merit.

Lin Yuan was not slow in his hands, and the lights of meritorious deeds enveloped a group of monks on the mountain, and in an instant, one after another howling rang through the mountain, including the handsome young man who was the leader.

The young man of the Witch Clan had almost no power to resist.

Next to him, Chi Songzi looked at Lin Yuan with a horrified expression. The young man of the Witch Clan was no less powerful than him. Even before him, he had no resistance in Lin Yuan's hands.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me...!" In the midst of the fire, this young man of the Witch Clan Youzi struggled endlessly, his expression stern.

"Stop making trouble, I'm still waiting for the make-up class, how can I have time to receive you!" Lin Yuan shook his head, but in a blink of an eye, a trace of coldness appeared, and a mana on the meritorious golden lamp rolled up, burning the half-dead Wu clan The young man threw it into a small river nearby.

In the small river, a bloody mouth jumped up in an instant, and suddenly swallowed the young man of the Wu tribe. It was a ferocious desolate beast. After swallowing the young man of the Wu tribe, it immediately sank into the water, wagging its head, and flew downstream.

"kill!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yuan ordered the Yunxiang clan hidden in the dark to take advantage of the situation and rush into the nearby woods to hunt down the fish that slipped through the net, and began to clean up the battlefield.

A trap that seemed flawless was shattered in an instant.

Chi Songzi looked at this scene in disbelief, looking at Lin Yuan next to him holding a golden lamp, especially in a dream.

Chapter 022 Jiugong Mountain, return

On the way, Lin Yuan held eighteen small black flags in his palm.

This set of the Hundred Poisons God Advent Banner has been burnt pitted, and the flintfire carried by the meritorious golden lamp is extremely powerful.

But the essence of this witch weapon is much stronger than the ghost banner Lin Yuan had seen before.

But this witch weapon is now half useless, Lin Yuan doesn't like it.

A wisp of virtuous fire appeared in the palm of his hand, destroying the eighteen hundred poisonous trance banners.

Chisongzi was beside him, and his eyes kept wandering over the antique golden lamp of virtue on Lin Yuan's shoulder. He had seen the power of this ancient lamp with his own eyes.

Many monks were fixed by the precious light emitted by this golden lamp, but they were killed by the divine fire in an instant, which can be called a treasure.

"Brother Lin Yuan, is this the magic weapon you want to refine?"

Red pine nuts looked really hungry.

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes, Chisongzi paid attention to this magic weapon all the way, Lin Yuan ignored Chisongzi, but Chisongzi changed his voice.

"Brother Lin Yuan, I'm afraid it will be troublesome for us to kill the people of the Hundred Poison Tribe this time?"

Red pine nuts look heavy.

No more curiosity.

The Hundred Poison Tribe is a tribe of gods and demons, with extremely strong strength. Although the Yunxiang clan does not know the background of the Hundred Poison Tribe, it must be far above the Yunxiang clan.

"You're wrong, we didn't kill the people of the Hundred Poison Tribe, but they were eaten by that beast in the river!"

Lin Yuan smiled faintly.

"But people from the Hundred Poison Tribe might not reason with us?"

Chi Songzi's face was gloomy.

"It's not that serious. Although the human race is small, it's better because we are in a group. Although the Wumen is strong and has thousands of tribes, the many big tribes of the Wumen are not convinced. Among them, there are also big tribes that are close to our human tribe. Even if the Hundred Poison tribe doubts it, Targeted, before you find conclusive evidence, you will not easily touch us!"

Lin Yuan was not worried at all, Chisongzi cast Lin Yuan a look, he had doubts about Lin Yuan's optimism.

Why did Lin Yuan make such a judgment!

Lin Yuan's thoughts were all on another matter.

The discussion of the two innate gods and demons on Yinwu Mountain has ended, and the two innate gods and demons have left, but his "Taixiao Daoming Sutra" has not yet been perfected.

Lin Yuan really knew too little about the way of the turbid evil gods and demons.

Lin Yuan had heard that many powerful tribes of gods and demons had a complete inheritance of the gods and demons of the turbid evil.

Also, for more than ten days, Yun Xiangshi found out that thousands of miles away from Yinwu Mountain, there is another sacred mountain called Jiugong Mountain, where innate gods and demons often communicate.