Grassroots Immortality

Feeling the mental trance just now, Zhatian Dao Ren couldn't help but be shocked by Lin Xian's methods again.

When high-level cultivators fight, the winner may be decided as soon as they are in a trance.

Just now, when he was in a trance, Lin Xian's Soul Devouring Mirror had penetrated the defensive magic weapon and slashed on Zhatian Dao Ren's body.

At this time, Zhatian Dao Ren's body had also exploded.

Blood and rotten flesh flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely horrifying.

But Lin Xian also clearly saw that at the same time as Zhatian Dao Ren's body exploded, an inch-sized Yuanying had already flown out from his head.

After the Yuanying flew out, it was ready to teleport and escape.

But Lin Xian had already prepared for this move.

At the moment when the Yuanying appeared, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner released a powerful suction force, tightly binding the Yuanying that flew out of the top of his head.

When Zhatian Dao Ren's Yuanying wanted to teleport away, he found that his Yuanying had been firmly bound by a force and was being dragged into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

Feeling this situation, the Taoist Zhatian was really panicking.

At this moment, he was as hopeless as a dead ashes.

"Friend Lin, now that my body is destroyed, please let go of the Nascent Soul of Zhatian."

"All of Zhatian's wealth is stored in the storage bag, including all of Zhatian's savings over the past hundred years, which have been handed over to Friend Lin. I hope Friend Lin will let go of the Nascent Soul of Zhatian."

"Even if Zhatian is resurrected again with the help of the Nascent Soul, his strength will be greatly reduced. I will never dare to trouble Friend Lin again."

The Taoist Zhatian no longer had the arrogance of a Nascent Soul cultivator at this moment, and begged Lin Xian humbly to let go of his Nascent Soul.

As long as his Nascent Soul was destroyed, he would really die in the world.

Moreover, the black banner was obviously a magic weapon of the ghost path, and if it was taken off, it would probably lose the chance of reincarnation.

Lin Xian looked at the Nascent Soul of the Taoist Zhatian with a mocking face, but the spell in his mouth did not stop for a moment.

Lin Xian was too lazy to care about this person. This person had been chasing him for more than a hundred years, and now he was chasing him to death.

If he didn't have the ten thousand year old spirit milk, he would have been sucked out of his soul and refined by this person.

And at that time, would he have the idea of ​​letting him go?

Just now, Lin Xian also asked Zhatian that they had no grudges. Lin Xian handed over the Qiankun Mirror and asked him if he could let him go.

But Zhatian smiled and answered at that time. He always wanted to cut the grass and root it out.

What's more, Lin Xian was very talented. After so many years of hunting, his character was far superior to that of the cultivators of the same level.

What's more, Zhatian Daoren was still a Yuanying cultivator. Lin Xian thought that he was not so kind that he could repay evil with virtue.

He would still have compassion for those who wanted to hurt him.

Finally, with an unwilling roar, Zhatian Daoren's Yuanying was also collected by Lin Xian into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner.

Even the monk surnamed Wang from the Corpse Ghost Sect might not have thought that his life magic weapon would one day be able to absorb the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator into it.

And what would the power of the Nascent Soul be after it was refined into a ghost?

Monk surnamed Wang did not dare to think about this.

Although their ghost monks were extremely difficult to deal with, they often won by consuming the other party when facing monks of the same level.

But if you want to kill the other party, as long as the other party is not too stupid, there is generally no chance.

In this way, the Exploding Heaven Taoist who had been chasing Lin Xian for a hundred years was finally killed by him.

But Lin Xian's troubles are far from over, because Wang Bo is not only still alive, but also looking for ways to deal with Lin Xian.

Although Xuanqing Palace lost a Nascent Soul cultivator, the strength of Xuanqing Palace is still there, and they also have a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Not only that, the total number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the Wuwanghai sect is still not small.

But at least, the biggest trouble has been solved.

In the future, even if the sects in Wuwanghai want to harm him, they have to think about whether they can bear the consequences of offending him.

This century-old feud has finally been resolved, and Lin Xian feels relieved.

He feels that a big stone in his heart has finally been put down.

He closed his eyes and took a long breath, and then exhaled.

Lin Xian also showed a knowing smile on his face.

At this moment, the major sects in the entire Wuwanghai have become active again.

The sound transmission notes flew everywhere, asking about the situation of other sects.

The final result also shocked them again, and at the same time they were glad for their decision.

Among the other sects, only one Jindan cultivator fell, while Xuanqing Palace fell a Yuanying cultivator.

The Xuanqing Palace, which had already risen, fell back to the original place again.

Although other sects lost two Jindan cultivators, they were secretly happy that all the sects in Wuwanghai would return to their previous situation.

It is not that one sect is the only one in power, and it is sad to think of the Taoist who exploded the sky.

It has only been a few years since he formed his Nascent Soul, and his realm has just been stabilized, but he was killed.

It seems that the waters of Mangzhou are also very deep, and they are not Wuwanghai cultivators who can mess with it.

If you are not careful, you will die in a foreign land.

At this moment, the most scared person must be the former elder of Xinluo Sect. Although he has now successfully formed a pill and become a Jindan cultivator.

But Zhatiandao, with the Nascent Soul cultivation, still went there without return, and was killed on the spot, and even the Nascent Soul did not escape.

What can a Jindan cultivator like me count for?

It is obvious that the news about Lin Xian has spread all over Wuwang Sea, and the Great Elder naturally knows what the Taoist Zhatian is going to do in Mangzhou.

Although the Taoist Zhatian is probably not killed by Lin Xian, it must be said that Lin Xian is no longer the casual cultivator with no background.

If Lin Xian is really as the rumor says, second only to one person and above ten thousand people, if he wants to return to Wuwang Sea for revenge.

It is estimated that no one in the entire sect will stand up to speak for him, but will easily hand him over to Lin Xian for disposal.

And with Lin Xian's current status and strength, it is not impossible to do so.

What will be his fate at that time?

Since then, the Great Elder has been in fear day and night, and he doesn't even have much time to practice.

Unknowingly, the inner demon grows.

Even if Lin Xian doesn't deal with this Great Elder, he can only use up his lifespan and spend the rest of his life in fear and anxiety.

In another palace of Xuanqing Palace, Luo Yuxin sat on a wooden chair, staring at the sky in the distance.

She was still whispering something.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful now. Do you still remember your master? Have you ever blamed your master in your heart? I didn't say a word for you at the beginning. I also had my own difficulties."

"There are hundreds of people in Xinluo Sect, all of whom are the people of Xinluo Country. Of course, I can't favor one over the other. If I stand up for you, not only will the result be unchangeable, but hundreds of people in Xinluo Sect may be implicated."

"After weighing many pros and cons, your master can only sacrifice you. For this, your master feels quite guilty. I wonder if you can forgive your master when I see you again?"