Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　A high-quality carrier is very precious to the descendants.

　　These high-quality carriers can greatly promote their cultivation.

　　Therefore, after seeing the Spirit Race galloping from a distance, Lin Jingzhe immediately reacted. Those were the first batch of descendants, and they were most likely here to capture the carriers for the subsequent descendants.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Are you sure that the high-quality carrier is in this place?"

　　"I've smelled him, can't go wrong, he's here."

　　In the clouds, a group of descendants stood on the body of the flying spirit beast, flying rapidly.

　　The leader was the Spirit Race that occupied the body of the Iron God Hou Zhu Ignoring, but compared to the previous Zhu Ignoring, this Zhu Ignoring had two more tentacles on his forehead.

　　It is the organ unique to the Spiritual Race, which not only helps the Spiritual Race to better absorb the spiritual energy, but also greatly improves the Spiritual Race's ability to perceive.

　　It can be said that it is an important organ in their body.

　　Zhu ignored 'Ding Chunqiu' next to him, his tone revealing a strong majesty: "That's good, if you can find that guy, then I will give you a credit."

　　"Thank you sir."

　　Hearing what Zhu ignored, Ding Chunqiu smiled and nodded.

　　When he came to this space, he was one of the spirits who had been ejected by Lin Jingzhe.

　　The Spirit Race also has different branch races, there are Douzhi people who are good at fighting, and Wisdom people who are good at strategy.

　　The exact number of branches of the various spiritual clan can only be known by the most learned masters.

　　The Ding Chunqiu family has a very sensitive sense of smell.

　　Although he and Lin Jingzhe only met face to face that time, he clearly and thoroughly remembered Lin Jingzhe's scent.

　　Although their clan has a very sensitive sense of smell, their fighting power is not strong.

　　Therefore, their clan depended on some powerful races to survive, and Zhu Shishi from the Douzhi clan was his master.

　　Although Zhu Ignore was only the son of a little elder in the main house, he was a superior being compared to him.

　　"Sir, do you want to send someone to check?"

　　"No need, now that I have recovered to the spirit-building stage, it is more than enough to deal with a few natives."

　　While speaking, Zhu ignored the flying spirit beast and stepped forward.

　　Immediately behind him, two wings the size of a palm fan grew.

　　Although the wings are only the size of a palm fan, the slight flapping makes Zhu ignore it and can fly rapidly in mid-air.

　　In just a few breaths, Zhu ignored it and arrived at the location of Wang Tianfeng.

　　"The fighting clan is coming, you wait for the ants to come out to meet them soon."

　　Seeing that Zhu ignored and flew out, Ding Chunqiu and more than a dozen other spirit clan descendants also caught up.

　　Before Zhu ignored the words, Ding Chunqiu shouted in the direction of Dao Zong.

　　He stood beside Zhu ignoring, with a smile on his face.

　　When the other spirit clan heard Ding Chunqiu's words, they also joined in. The spirit clan who possessed Zhang Wuji also shouted like Ding Chunqiu, "Come out soon to welcome..."

　　"Pfft."

　　As soon as Zhang Wuji's words fell, a cyan sword light flew out from the Dao Sect.

　　Then, under the astonished gazes of their group, their so-called adults had their heads chopped off by a sword from the galloping sword light.

　　Before the few of them had time to dodge, the sword light turned into an arc again, severing more than a dozen of them in two. .

Chapter 241

　　"This.."

　　The head was cut off, and the spirit bodies of the descendants of a dozen Spirit Races were completely exposed.

　　Coming out of the possessed body, they floated in the air with horror in their eyes as they looked at their severed body.

　　The speed of getting the sword light is too fast, ~ too sudden.

　　More importantly, it exceeded their expectations.

　　In their view, it was simply impossible and something that should not have appeared.

　　Before they came, there were people with great abilities who used the Heaven Gate to detect the natives in this space, and there were no natives who could fly.

　　Not to mention, it can motivate the existence of Feijian.

　　Therefore, at this moment, more than a dozen people are completely unbelievable.

　　"Shhhhhh!"

　　The spirit body left the body, and after a dozen people were shocked, they quickly reacted.

　　They began to fall from mid-air, ready to find a carrier to possess.

　　But just after it fell, more than a dozen streamers shot from the Dao Sect again.

　　Before the group of spirit races could react, the spirit body was shot through by the light arrow, and after that, the spirit bodies of a dozen people all dissipated in the heaven and earth.

　　. . . . . .

　　"It seems that this black iron bow is indeed not a mortal thing."

　　Shooting red arrows of light, killing all the Spirit Races.

　　Lin Jingzhe let go of the black iron bow that he had brought back from the world.

　　Just after controlling the flying sword to sever the body of the Spirit Race in mid-air, Lin Jingzhe took out this black iron bow that had not been used for a long time.

　　This black iron bow has not been used since it was brought back by Lin Jingzhe.

　　But what Lin Jingzhe didn't expect was that after the black iron bow was brought to this space from the strange world, it began to repair itself.

　　The bow body that was originally pitch-black has slowly turned red with the self-repair of the bow.

　　Lin Jingzhe's consciousness could observe that inside the Xuan Tie Gong, a crimson light ball was beating.

　　It seems that something is about to be born in that small light group.

　　That group of light is the artifact spirit that has been silent in the Xuan Tie Gong.

　　After going through several worlds with immortal cultivation systems, Lin Jingzhe also mastered a lot of ways to restore spiritual things.

　　Therefore, after returning, Lin Jingzhe placed the black iron bow in the center of the Dao Sect gathering spirit formation. On the one hand, it was used as a piece of spiritual energy to suppress the formation, and on the other hand, it used the huge spiritual energy to nourish the black iron bow.

　　"Come on, let's go back."

　　After killing the enemy, Lin Jingzhe no longer had any idea of ​​staying in Wangtianlou.

　　His hand waved slightly in front of Wang Yuyan, whose eyes were a little dull.

　　Then he stepped out and jumped down from Wangtian Tower.

　　"Sect Master, you..."

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe's waving hand, Wang Yuyan took a while to react.

　　When she came back to her senses, she realized that the enemy who had just invaded had already been killed by Lin Jingzhe.

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe jumping down from Wangtianlou, Wang Yuyan almost screamed in fright.

　　She often came to Wangtianlou to relax, but she knew how high this Wangtianlou was.

　　The building is dozens of feet high, and downstairs is a cliff of ten thousand feet.

　　Wang Yuyan couldn't imagine what would happen if she fell from such a place.

　　Just when she nervously looked at the place where Lin Jingzhe jumped, she breathed a sigh of relief.

　　After Lin Jingzhe fell from Wangtianlou, he fell straight onto the sea of ​​clouds, and then a blue sword light shot from a distance and appeared directly on the soles of his feet.

　　He firmly supported Lin Jingzhe.

　　Then Wang Yuyan saw Lin Jingzhe Yujian shuttling in the sea of ​​​​clouds, and it didn't take long for him to completely disappear.

　　"Good... so strong."

　　It was not until she could no longer see Lin Jingzhe's back that Wang Yuyan completely retracted her gaze.

　　Lin Jingzhe's sword that slashed across the sky just now was deeply imprinted in her mind.

　　Looking back now, Wang Yuyan is still amazed.

　　"I am..."

　　Aware of her gaffe just now, Wang Yuyan stood on the Wangtian Tower and couldn't help blushing.

　　Just when Lin Jingzhe fell under the tall building, the anxiety in her heart still reverberated in her heart.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Is that the legendary flying sword?"

　　He looked up at the headless corpses that fell from the sky.

　　Ximen Chuixue's eyes were full of light.

　　As a swordsman, he has spent his entire life studying kendo.

　　In these years, as his swordsmanship has gradually grown to perfection, he can no longer find an opponent in the sword's way.

　　Ximen Chuixue was quite depressed.

　　The sword was his life, his everything.

　　Just now, he saw Lin Jingzhe's sword light across the sky, as if he saw a new world.

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　　If it was said that he had already died because he had seen the end of the kendo.