Cutting off Hu Jiuxing's opportunity, he starts to kill the lucky male protagonist

"good."

Murong Xuan nodded after hearing this.

He did not ask further about Lin Yuan's small world, but silently prepared to take action again.

Lin Yuan left his own little world.

The moment he appeared, the six eight-level peak monsters outside all looked at him, their eyes full of murderous intent and... doubts.

The intelligence of eighth-level monsters is already close to that of normal warriors.

These monsters are confused.

Why did the human being in front of me suddenly disappear just now?

And the giant scorpion that disappeared with him... where did he go?

A group of monsters looked at Lin Yuan in confusion.

But Lin Yuan didn't stop at all.

After he appeared, he immediately locked onto a monster beast with his mind and dragged it into his own little world.

brush.

A flash of light flashed.

Before the monster could react, it felt its eyes change. The original cave turned into an empty hall.

Immediately afterwards, a jet-black energy hit it.

The person who took action was none other than Murong Xuan, who had been ambushing here for a long time.

Lin Yuan did not take action, but quietly observed Murong Xuan.

The way he attacked was very strange. Lin Yuan had never seen this kind of fighting method before. The dark vitality was like a burst of black mist, instantly seeping into the monster's body.

Between the electric light and flint.

The monster's body began to tremble violently.

Then, the body as tall as a hill suddenly fell to the ground.

"poison?"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Murong Xuan.

"Everyone has their own secrets, don't they?"

Murong Xuan smiled mysteriously. His tone was very tactful, but Lin Yuan could tell that this guy didn't want to share his secret with him.

So Lin Yuan simply didn't ask any more questions.

"continue."

He left a few words and then left his own little world.

The magical power of Small World is very strange.

This method, which should belong exclusively to those in the Holy Realm, has become the most powerful assassination weapon with the cooperation of Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan.

Zhao Qianhuan watched helplessly as Lin Yuan appeared and disappeared again and again. Every time he repeated it, an eighth-order peak monster disappeared.

He became afraid.

Not only fear, but also distress.

The Holy Land of Spirit Control is a very unique holy land among all holy places. Their main method is not their own strength, but the use of special vitality skills to control monsters.

An eighth-level peak monster, once cultivated, would be worth at least more than tens of millions of top-quality spiritual stones.

This short quarter of an hour.

Lin Yuan has caused Lingyu Holy Land to lose at least tens of millions.

Zhao Qianhuan's face turned pale for a moment.

But he had nothing to do with Lin Yuan.

The Holy Realm protector beside him was entangled by the white-haired lolita. With his own strength, he was unable to do anything to Lin Yuan.

finally.

When the last eighth-level peak monster was dragged into the small world by Lin Yuan.

Zhao Qianhuan was completely panicked.

At this time.

A figure fell heavily next to him.

Zhao Qianhuan was stunned, and subconsciously looked sideways, realizing that the figure turned out to be a headless corpse, and the owner of the corpse was none other than his holy realm protector!

"how come……"

Zhao Qianhuan was stunned.

He turned his head stiffly and found Xiao Bai looking at him with a half-smile. Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan had also left the small world and were looking at him meaningfully.

"you……"

Zhao Qianhuan hesitated. Just as he was about to speak, he found Lin Yuan's figure, like a ghost, coming to him in the blink of an eye.

"You can't kill me."

Zhao Qianhuan said with all his last strength.

Lin Yuan did not speak, but looked at the other party calmly.

"I could pay for my own life."

Seeing that he didn't take action, Zhao Qianhuan continued, "My father is the Holy Master of the Holy Land of Spirit Control. I have money. I have plenty of money."

"As long as you open your mouth, I will pay any price in exchange for my life."

"And... there is no deep hatred between us."

He said, casting a pleading look at Lin Yuan.

"We really don't have any direct animosity."

Lin Yuan looked at him calmly, "However, it is very troublesome to be hated by a young master of the Holy Land."

He said slowly raising his hand.

Lin Yuantai understood the character of people like Zhao Qianhuan. If he let him go today, he would face endless revenge from the Holy Land of Spirit Control in the future.

"I-I can swear."

Zhao Qianhuan's lips trembled a little.

Seven eighth-level peak monsters and one holy realm protector were killed. At this time, Zhao Qianhuan had long lost his initial domineering attitude.

"Do you think I'd believe it?"

Lin Yuan looked at him with a half-smile.

"I……"

Zhao Qianhuan's voice was choked. Facing Lin Yuan's calm gaze, he really thought of something to say that could persuade the other party to let him go.

Fortunately at this time.

A golden light lit up from Zhao Qianhuan's chest.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light condensed into a human figure.

Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan looked at each other.

Both of them recognized that this figure was the phantom clone of a powerful man in the Holy Realm.

"For today's matter, please give me a thin noodles."

The Holy Realm Phantom looked calm. After scanning Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan, he said calmly, "Today's matter is due to the fault of my Holy Spirit. I will teach Quanzi a lesson and give you a satisfactory explanation."

Looking at the golden shadow in front of him, Lin Yuan fell silent.

This Saint Realm strongman should be the Saint Lord of Lingyu Holy Land.

His strength is extremely strong. Even if he is just a phantom, he is many times stronger than the Saint Realm Protector.

"Father, save me!"

Zhao Qianhuan seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and said to the phantom excitedly, "They want to kill me, kill them quickly!"

"Waste."

The golden phantom turned his head, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and slapped Zhao Qianhuan away with a slap.

Lin Yuan was slightly stunned when he saw this.

Zhao Qianhuan had such an arrogant personality, he thought that the Saint Lord of Lingyu would be the same as him, but he didn't expect that the personalities of this father and son were completely different.

"I will take this useless boy back and discipline him well."

The Saint Lord of Lingyu looked at Lin Yuan calmly, "I have some friendship with Senior Lin, and in theory, I am also your elder."

"This Spirit Beast Enlightenment Pill is my reward to you."

After saying that.

A golden light flashed in his hand, and a small porcelain bottle appeared in front of Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan was stunned.

In fact, according to his idea, he still wanted to kill Zhao Qianhuan to eliminate future troubles, but now it seems that there is no chance today.

"Since the senior has spoken, the junior must give face."

Lin Yuan accepted the porcelain bottle and sighed secretly.

"Thank you very much."

The Holy Lord Ling Yu looked at Lin Yuan deeply, and then disappeared with Zhao Qianhuan in an instant.

"Do you regret not killing him?"

Murong Xuan asked calmly.

"To be honest, it's a pity, but..."

"With that phantom protecting him, even if you, me and Xiaobai, can't kill him."

Lin Yuan sighed, glanced at the body of the Holy Realm Protector, and suddenly smiled faintly.

"We... are not at a loss."