The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Shi Yuandao obviously didn't want to explain more.

The more he explained this kind of thing, the more unclear it was. He maintained a high level of martial arts cultivation, and was willing to sell his favor. As long as the other party did not pursue it, he would be willing to do the other party a favor.

After hearing this, Lin Jin smiled: "Senior teacher should be a master of martial arts, I don't know what your realm is?"

Shi Yuandao laughed: "Shi is a hundred and twenty years old, and he entered the realm of Martial Saint thirty years ago."

He could hear it, and he was very pleased with it.

There are many people who practice martial arts in this world, but there are probably not one among thousands of people who can reach the realm of martial arts, so Shi Yuandao naturally has his proud capital.

Human lifespan is limited, and a hundred years old is a hurdle. Shi Yuandao not only lived past one hundred years old, but also became a Martial Sage. Speaking of which, he has reached the limit of manpower.

"How? My apprentice has indeed gone astray, and the teacher will definitely discipline him. The big deal will not let him go down the mountain in the future. As long as Mr. Lin is willing to let him go, the teacher will owe Mr. Lin a favor. In the future, if Mr. Lin has any Trouble, Shi must do his best to help."

It has to be said that this condition is indeed very attractive.

The hundred-year-old Martial Sage's methods are very strong. Lin Jin had read some classics, which said that if the hundred-year-old Martial Sage made a move, even if there were beast pets within 30 feet, few people could resist the Martial Sage's onslaught.

Moreover, Martial Saint's internal strength is tyrannical and can suppress beast pets for a short time. This period of time is enough for the opponent to kill the blood pact cultivator.

To a certain extent, the hundred-year-old Martial Saint is an existence that no one wants to provoke.

In other words, the other party said that he hoped that Lin Jin would raise his hand and discuss it again, but in fact, there was also a threat in it, which, naturally, Lin Jin could hear.

Lin Jin glanced at the noble son. Although the latter did not dare to act rashly, he could see that there was a kind of resentment in his eyes. In other words, the other party was still thinking about how to take revenge and how to deal with himself.

So this kind of person must not be let go.

Naturally, he was not interested in Shi Yuandao's transactions.

"Xiaohuo, kill!" Lin Jin made a decision almost immediately. Xiaohuo got the order and rushed forward immediately. The young master screamed in horror, "Master, save me!"

When Shi Yuandao saw this, anger flashed in his eyes.

He has already said so, and the other party still refuses to forgive him. This is because he is completely ignored as a hundred-year-old Martial Saint. In this way, he does not need to be polite.

In short, no one can move his apprentice today.

He raised this apprentice from a young age to an adult, and he was already treated as a real son. Killing his apprentice was like killing his son. How could he just let it go.

"I can't do it yet!" Shi Yuandao shouted, the bricks under his feet shattered instantly, and people rushed over in an instant. Don't look at his ordinary appearance before, but now he shows his means, and then he knows the horror of Martial Saint.

At this moment, it seems that no one is his opponent, and no one can stop him.

Shi Yuandao was very smart. He didn't save his apprentice, Young Master Gui, because he was also afraid of the fire wolf beast, so he chose to attack Lin Jin.

He obviously knows how to deal with the blood pact cultivator. As long as he suppresses the blood pact cultivator, then the opponent's beast pet is not to be feared. Shi Yuandao has lived for such an old age, and he has played against the blood pact cultivator too many times in the past. So know how to deal with it.

He is faster, and at this distance, he asks himself that no blood pact cultivator can resist his attack, even the world's first-class blood pact master.

As a hundred-year-old Martial Saint, he naturally has corresponding confidence.

The problem is that Lin Jin is not an ordinary blood pact cultivator.

The speed of Shi Yuandao is indeed fast, and Lin Jin is indeed difficult to resist, even if he uses the silver needle directly, it is difficult to hit the opponent, even with the dragon fire technique.

Besides, it's too late.

Lin Jin only had one chance to make a move. If he didn't suppress the opponent, then this terrifying hundred-year-old Martial Saint would arrive in front of him.

This is definitely a hassle.

Of course, even then, Lin Jin still had the means to deal with it. For example, he could use the Nebula transformation technique to instantly open the opponent's distance, or directly open the door to the living room and use that power to force the opponent back.

It's just that Lin Jin didn't think it was necessary.

Because he has other simpler and more direct means.

"Binding the Immortal Rope!"

Lin Jin lifted his cuff, and a golden light flew out, far faster than Shi Yuandao. The latter reacted very quickly, and he would dodge immediately when he saw something bad, but the golden light seemed to have spirituality, even if he avoided , and you can immediately turn around and chase after it.

In the end, the golden light wrapped around Shi Yuandao's body, tying the hundred-year-old Martial Saint firmly.

Shi Yuandao was extremely terrified, he struggled with all his strength, his body was swaying with true energy, like arrogance surging, and he had the power of a dragon elephant at any time.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. Looking at it again, the golden light had turned into a rope, which seemed ordinary, but Shi Yuandao knew that this was a real magic weapon.

"This, this is a magic weapon?" Shi Yuandao exclaimed at the moment.

Looking at his expression, he was indeed shocked.

"The hundred-year-old Martial Saint does have some insight." Lin Jin said, which sounded like a compliment, but was actually sarcasm.

Shi Yuandao could hear it naturally, but he didn't care, but turned to look at Lin Jin: "Mr. Lin, you actually have a magic weapon, you, are you a descendant of Xianmen?"

There was already fear in his voice.

Lin Jin didn't answer, he didn't need to explain anything to Shi Yuandao.

At this moment, there was a scream from the noble man over there.

Seeing that Xiaohuo had already hit the noble man with one claw, the latter immediately burst into flames, screaming in horror in the flames at the moment, but Xiaohuo's flame was extremely domineering, and the other party only had time to shout before falling to the ground and dying.

The flames continued to burn, and it was estimated that it would soon burn into a scorched corpse.

Lin Jin is not a murderer, but sometimes the situation forces him to do so, just like the previous Chu Gong and this noble son, they were the ones who calculated themselves first.

If you don't kill them, they will kill you.

Faced with this situation, all Lin could do was to fight an eye for an eye.

Cruelty or something, I can't take care of it for the time being.

Seeing the tragic death of his beloved disciple in front of his eyes, Shi Yuandao's eyes were full of sadness, and he sighed: "Teacher, you have done a lot of evil these years, because the teacher told you earlier that if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself. Even if you don't listen, Master can't keep you today, and when you become a human being in the next life, remember not to take the wrong path again!"

Even though he said that, there were tears in Shi Yuandao's eyes, and it could be seen that he was very sad.

Lin Jin was very afraid of this hundred-year-old Martial Saint.

Now in this situation, if he killed his beloved apprentice himself, it would be impossible for him to let it go.

Right now, Lin Jin is tying up the other party, but in the future, the other party is going to deal with him desperately, and it is also an existence that can make him worry.

Therefore, at this moment, Lin Jin had thoughts of killing again in his heart.

This teacher Yuandao cannot stay.

At this moment, Shi Yuandao sighed and seemed to know that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him.

"Mr. Lin, if I had known that you were a descendant of Immortal Sect, I should have killed my apprentice with one hand, but it's too late to say that now."