Wonderland

Chapter 60 Encounter Calculation
"It was picked at the bottom. We have agreed before that I will only divide one of the five cold-blooded lizards into an adult, and the ice yin grass belongs to me. Does fellow Daoist Huo want to go back on it?" Xiao Lin's eyes narrowed and he said slowly.

"Haha, the two fellow Daoists misunderstood. My words, Mr. Huo, always count, and I just asked about the ice yin grass. Since it was picked by Fellow Daoist Xiao, naturally there is no problem. Fellow Daoist Wan, don't worry. The cold-blooded lizard didn't see it when we came in, and you are very clear about it, as for the two little ones, they are still in the middle of the mountain, let's look for them separately."

Hearing this, Wan Huacai's face softened a little. It was indeed as Huo Jun said that when they entered the mountainside, they only saw two adult cold-blooded lizards sleeping by the pool, and the other adult cold-blooded lizard too. When he and Xiao Lin attacked the cold-blooded lizard on the shore, they suddenly emerged from the cold pool. In this way, the two little cold-blooded lizards could really hide in the cold pool.

"We still split into two waves and searched from both directions along the mountainside. Since Fellow Daoist Wan suspects Huo, then we should form a team and start the search."

When Wan Huacai heard the words, her face really relaxed and she nodded.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, the little girl and fellow Daoist team, don't you mind?" The woman surnamed Jiang walked up to Xiao Lin and said with a smile.

"Of course I don't mind." Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled as well.

Soon, the four separated into two waves and started searching from both sides.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao has already cultivated to the sixth level of Qi refining at a young age. I think there is still a lot to do in building a foundation before the age of 30." During the search, the woman surnamed Jiang looked at Xiao Lin and said lightly. A touch of strange color.

"Building a foundation at the age of 30, Xiao doesn't dare to think about it, huh?" Xiao Lin casually glanced at the woman, Xiao Lin suddenly felt dizzy, followed by a hint of confusion in his eyes, he looked at the woman surnamed Jiang. The woman, the more she looked at it, the more amazing she felt.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Beautiful, so beautiful."

"I hate it, then you still don't come and hug others." The woman surnamed Jiang flashed a shyness on her face, twisted her waist like a coquettish, and said with a smile.

"Uh." Xiao Lin heard the words with a look of infatuation on his face, then slowly walked towards the woman surnamed Jiang, and at the same time opened his arms, he was about to embrace the woman surnamed Jiang into his arms.

However, the girl surnamed Jiang had a cold expression on her face, two cold lights shot out from her eyes, and a small pale yellow sword suddenly fell from the sky and slashed towards Xiao Lin's neck.

"Bang" three small shields of emerald green suddenly appeared on Xiao Lin's body. The small shields overlapped, and the small swords were thrown away directly. When agitated by this shock, Xiao Lin shivered. The brain is also completely awake.

"The Great Perfection-level Shining Shield?" The woman surnamed Jiang exclaimed when she saw that her sneak attack didn't work, as if she saw something incredible.

How could Xiao Lin, who was sober, not know what just happened?His face turned pale with fright, and his heart was frightened, and his anger exploded from his chest. Although he had taken precautions, he never thought that he was still following the words of the woman surnamed Jiang in front of him, and was almost killed by her.

If it weren't for the basic spell of the Shining Shield of the Great Perfection level, which was self-launched between life and death, I am afraid that he would be in a different place now, which made him extremely angry, almost without thinking, his eyes flashed with lightning, and he followed closely. A flash of lightning fell from the sky.

The woman surnamed Jiang had obviously already anticipated that her attack would not inevitably lead to a desperate counterattack from the opponent. There was already a small yellow shield revolving around her body. The moment the lightning struck, the yellow shield flashed directly to her. overhead.

"Hey", but he obviously underestimated Xiao Lin's Great Perfection-level Thunder Striking Technique. At the moment of contact with the thunder light, the yellow light on the small shield was directly torn apart, which made the woman surnamed Jiang's face change greatly and exclaimed. : "You actually practiced the Dzogchen-level basic spell Thunder Stiffness?"

The woman surnamed Jiang regretted her death at the moment. She never dreamed that this cultivator who only practiced Qi at the sixth level could have practiced so many basic Dzogchen-level spells, and he was only eighteen or nineteen years old. In line with common sense, she originally thought that Xiao Lin was a soft persimmon, but at this moment she realized that this soft persimmon is not soft, but Xiao Lin did not intend to give her time to think about these things.

Xiao Lin was already in the air at this moment, the green light flickered on the three-foot-long blade in his hand, and the strong eye-catching, followed by the seven blade-shaped phantoms chopped down almost indiscriminately.

The woman surnamed Jiang turned pale and bloodless, but it was obviously too late to bring out the magic weapon. She could only pour the mana from her body into the small yellow shield above her head, and at the same time, a faint yellow glow appeared from her body. The light formed an eggshell-shaped spiritual shield covering the whole body.

There was a sneer on the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth, wanting to rely on a primary defensive magic weapon to defend against his full-strength attack, it would be too ignorant.

Sure enough, at the moment when the blade-shaped phantom was slashed, the yellow shield was silently split into two halves, and this primary defensive magic weapon became useless, and the woman surnamed Jiang obviously did not feel it. This earth spirit shield of hers can really resist the opponent's attack, but in that case, she can only use this elementary magic weapon to resist it for her.

Just as she was breathing, her body suddenly retreated several meters, and Xiao Lin's remaining strength of the sword shadow also slashed to the ground, directly tearing a huge gap in the hard ground, which was shocking.

The woman surnamed Jiang's face was pale, and she didn't even have the time to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead. She patted the storage bag at her waist, and a delicate pink lotus flower flew out from it. The top of his head, and then slowly bloomed in Xiao Lin's surprised eyes. As the lotus bloomed, one after another of yellow light hung down from it, covering the woman surnamed Jiang in the blink of an eye. Until this moment, the woman surnamed Jiang did not slow down. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Lin's eyes flashed with surprise. This woman surnamed Jiang has quite a few tricks. This lotus-shaped magic weapon is obviously different from the previous earth spirit shield, and it turned out to be a middle-level magic weapon.

However, even if it was a high-level magic weapon, Xiao Lin did not intend to let her go. The seven-blade slash in his hand flew directly into the air. There was a series of golden and iron symphony sounds.

"How long do I think your magic weapon can withstand it?" Xiao Lin snorted coldly, stretched out his hands, and from half a foot above his palm, two washbasin-sized fireballs condensed out, burning roaringly, the flames were already purple-red .

Seeing the fireball above Xiao Lin's palm, the woman surnamed Jiang did not have a trace of blood on her face, her eyes showed fear, and now she hated Huo Jun to death, wishing to slash him with a thousand swords. It seemed to her that, not only because of the bait in the death trap, the person in front of her had practiced every basic spell to the Dzogchen state, and she even began to wonder if the young monk in front of her was pretending to be a Qi-refining Dzogchen monk. Pigs eat tigers.

But it was obviously too late to regret at the moment. She knew very well that even if she knelt down and begged for mercy now, the person in front of her would never let her go. She could only grit her teeth and hope that Huo Jun could solve that Wan Huacai. Then come back and deal with the person in front of you with yourself. Only in this way, there may be a chance of life.

The woman surnamed Jiang gritted her teeth, but she didn't speak anymore, apparently making up her mind to delay time and wait for Huo Jun's rescue.

Xiao Lin naturally saw the thoughts of the woman surnamed Jiang at a glance, but he sneered, and with the sound of "go", the two fireballs hit the woman surnamed Jiang like two small meteors.

"Boom!" The fireball exploded violently when it hit the yellow mask. The woman surnamed Jiang snorted and glanced at the yellow mask that was much dimmed, with a flash of fear in her eyes.

But when she saw the two huge fireballs condensed again above Xiao Lin's palm, the fear in her eyes also turned into despair.

The middle-level defensive magic weapon has a strong defense power, but it can't bear the continuous attacks of the Dzogchen-level basic spells. With the sound of two explosions, the corner of the mouth of the woman surnamed Jiang is already overflowing with blood.

Under the severe shock, coupled with the severe overdraft of her mana, she was already injured inwardly.

The lotus artifact was also dimly radiant at the moment, and only a faint layer of yellow light shrouded in front of the woman surnamed Jiang was left, and the aura flickered wildly, and it looked like it would go out at any time.

"I'll send you on your way." Xiao Lin snorted expressionlessly, the seven-blade slash above the air, slashed again in the air, and with a "click" sound, the lotus artifact finally couldn't stand it. , At the moment when the spiritual light disintegrated, it was directly chopped in half by the seven blades.

The woman surnamed Jiang was already pale, her eyes were filled with terror, she pursed her lips tightly, and then slowly closed her eyes under Xiao Lin's surprised eyes, as if she was closing her eyes and waiting to die.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lin felt an unbearable heart in his heart, but as soon as he appeared, he was suppressed by Xiao Lin. In his opinion, the world of self-cultivation is more cruel than ordinary people. If he didn't kill him With a woman surnamed Jiang in front of her, if the other party makes a comeback in the future, I am afraid that she will be the one who will die.

"Friend Daoist leaves people under the sword."

A shrill scream resounded in the belly of the mountain. The woman surnamed Jiang was directly cut into two sections by the Seven Blades Slash, and she didn't even escape with her Primordial Spirit, because the moment her Primordial Spirit flashed out of her body, she was cut from behind. Killed by the blade-shaped phantom below, the body and spirit are destroyed, and even reincarnation is impossible.

Seeing the woman surnamed Jiang whose internal organs were bleeding all over the floor, Xiao Lin sighed inwardly. He was not a bloodthirsty person, but the reality forced him to be ruthless.

Xiao Lin turned his head to look at Huo Jun, whose face was pale. In Huo Jun's hand, he was holding a ferocious head, his eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dead. It was Wan Huacai.

(End of this chapter)