Lin's Family Xiuxian Road

Green Bamboo Mountain, in the land of the Lin Family.

In front of the main hall of the Presbyterian Church, a large number of members of the Lin family gathered together, all of whom were below the fifth level of Qi training.

Out of family protection, nearly Bailin family members did not participate in the battle. All the clan members clenched their fists, their eyes were red, watching the battle that took place several miles away.

Nearly a hundred people fought at the mountain gate.

All kinds of strange spiritual weapons appeared, talismans were flying all over the sky, and colorful magic spells came out. The clansmen of both sides hurt each other, and the Lin family was at a disadvantage.

After a while, all kinds of talismans were almost consumed, and the qi refining monks of the Jin family came to kill the members of the Lin family with a murderous look on their faces.

Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin were the first to bear the brunt. They each faced several Jin family monks at the same time, including a few of them who practiced qi and practiced Dzogchen. The pressure was very high for a while.

Since the overall cultivation level of the Jin family's monks is higher, the two of them have to bear more, otherwise, many members of the clan would not be able to survive at all.

Fortunately, the two are not ordinary Dzogchen cultivation bases. Although the foundation building failed, Xiaozhu Jidan still transformed their bodies, making their spiritual power more profound, and they didn't fall into much disadvantage for a while.

The clansmen in the Qi refining stage can't influence the outcome of the battle, only the clansmen in the foundation building stage win is the key to the outcome.

In the sky, the Lin Family's Foundation Establishment Clan members were also not optimistic. Although they had the upper hand in number, their cultivation levels were much lower.

Lin Shihua teamed up with Sun Dingfeng, who was on the fourth floor of the foundation, and fought Jin Zhiping, who was on the fifth floor.

Sun Dingfeng was trapped by the formation, the Sun family land was destroyed, and hundreds of clan members died. Such bloody enmity made him extremely furious.

Sun Dingfeng, with blood-red eyes, grabbed dozens of talismans and threw them into the sky, instantly engulfing Jin Zhiping in a sea of ​​flames.

Taking advantage of Sun Dingfeng being surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, Lin Shihua and him attacked Jin Zhiping from different angles.

Feeling the sea of ​​flames around him, Jin Zhiping panicked and quickly took out a shield to protect his body.

After a breath of time, the flame went out, revealing Sun Dingfeng's figure.

The clothes on his body were tattered, few pieces were intact, and the exposed skin was scorched black, exuding a scorched breath.

The embarrassed Jin Zhiping forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood, furious, and immediately shot and killed Lin Shihua and the two of them.

The fierce fighting between the two sides was evenly matched for a while, and no one took advantage.

Another battlefield.

Sun Dingxian took out a gray ink-colored jade brush, which was the treasure of the Sun family's town group, the Qiankun brush.

He waved his hand casually, and a golden light suddenly appeared in the void, bombarding Zhuang Zhenxin like a meteor.

Since it is the treasure of the Sun family, its power is naturally extraordinary.

Zhuang Zhenxin didn't dare to be careless at all. In a panic, he took out a small shield from the storage bag, which turned out to be a second-tier middle-grade magic weapon, and blocked it directly in front of him.

"Keng Keng."

After the explosion, Sun Dingxian's attack was easily blocked.

Zhuang Zhenxin licked his dry mouth, and at some point took out a turquoise formation flag, threw it into the air, then flipped his fingers quickly, typed the counting formula, and bombarded the formation flag.

I saw that the array flag was suddenly radiant, and a large number of monster souls flew out of it, hundreds of them, and went towards Sun Dingxian crazily.

Sun Dingxian was startled, and at the same time retreated violently, he threw several second-tier defensive talismans to block him.

There were bursts of explosions in the sky, and the second-order talisman consumed a large amount of monster souls, blocking half a breath of time, allowing him to avoid the attack smoothly.

Zhuang Zhenxin didn't stop, took out different treasures again, and rushed towards Sun Dingxian, and the two attacked each other.

As a formation master, Zhuang Zhenxin has treasures emerging one after another, and his strength is indeed strong, and he has been suppressing Sun Dingxian to fight.

If it weren't for the Sun family's treasure of the town group, which is extremely powerful, plus a large number of second-order talismans, I'm afraid it would have fallen by now.

In a battlefield at the very edge, Lin Shigong, Lin Xingyuan and Jin Chaozong fought together.

With the joint efforts of the two, the fight with Jin Chaozong was inseparable, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

In a battlefield of the highest interest, Lin Shikang was fighting fiercely with Jin Zhiying, with Soul Eater assisting him.

Relying on his foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation base, Jin Zhiying cooperated with the Jin family's magic weapon, the Thousand Blood Blade, to attack frantically, which meant a quick victory.

"Shhhhh."

The domineering bloody sword light flashed frequently, and each blow would knock Lin Shikang back more than ten feet.

Lin Shikang stabilized his figure, his qi and blood kept surging, the jade pendant in his hand had reached its limit, it was smashed to pieces by the violent saber energy, and turned into ashes.

Facing Jin Zhiying's consistent attack frequency, Lin Shikang looked dignified and under great pressure.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Lin Shikang didn't sit still, he hurriedly threw a few second-level talismans, threw them into the sky, turned into several flaming swords, and rushed towards Jin Zhiying.

Jin Zhiying paused, and with a casual blow, he defeated the fire sword lightly, showing a contemptuous smile.

Lin Shikang didn't expect the second-order talisman to cause any harm to him at all. If he wanted to do harm to Jin Zhiying, only the third-order talisman would be useful, and the second-order talisman would be more or less useless.

Taking advantage of the delay, Lin Shikang adjusted his state and began to fight back.

As soon as he slapped the storage bag, a large golden sword appeared in front of him. The large sword was golden in color and covered with dense runes. Once it appeared, it slowly absorbed the surrounding aura, which looked quite strange.

Jin Zhiying couldn't help exclaiming: "Golden Wind Sword!"

Jin Zhiying had heard about the Lin family's Golden Wind Sword for hundreds of years among the five major families in Luoyun Mountain, but it was also the first time he saw the true face.

Feeling the strong fluctuations on the Golden Wind Sword, it is indeed a genuine second-tier high-grade magic weapon, which is not weaker than their Jin Family's Thousand Blood Blade.

Jin Zhiying's expression changed, and he immediately became cautious.

Lin Shikang looked at the relics of the ancestors in front of him with a proud face. You must know that the Lin family has never used the Golden Wind Sword for nearly 200 years.

The Golden Wind Sword played a huge role in the reason why the Lin family has been standing tall after the death of their ancestors.

After more than ten rounds of fierce fighting, Lin Shikang knew very well that there was little hope of defeating Jin Zhiying by himself and the Soul Eater Spider alone.

It's time for life and death, and if you don't use it, it may be difficult for the Lin family to survive.

After Lin Shikang held the Golden Wind Sword, the blade vibrated slightly, as if resonating.

Lin Shikang injected a lot of spiritual power, and angrily slashed at Jin Zhiying a few times.

I saw three streaks of golden light sword aura, heading directly towards Jin Zhiying, a gap was opened in the ground along the way, and even the air was swallowed by the sword body.

Just as Lin Shikang made a move, the soul-eating spider next to him let out an ear-piercing cry, spit out a few spider threads, and headed towards Jin Zhiying.

Jin Zhiying, who was about to make a move, suddenly froze, and felt an inexplicable stabbing pain in his consciousness, apparently affected by the sonic attack from the Soul-eating Spider.

Soul-devouring spiders at the late stage of the second level are really strange in their sonic attacks. If they are fighting against a monk on the sixth floor of the foundation, they may easily affect the time of one breath.

And under the influence of one breath time, with the speed of the Soul Eater Spider, it is easy to attack in close quarters.

Jin Zhiying held his mind tightly to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. After recovering a bit, he didn't dare to delay, turned sideways, and appeared a few feet away, avoiding the attack of the soul-eating spider's silk.

Stabilizing his figure, Jin Zhiying held the Thousand Blood Blade and slashed wildly a few times, the three blood-red sword aura collided with the golden light sword aura.

"boom……"

Several explosions spread throughout the entire Green Bamboo Mountain.

The explosive air waves produced by the head-on collision of the second-order high-grade magic weapons instantly destroyed several houses next to the mountain gate, and the surrounding green bamboos fell in pieces.

After the blow with all his strength, Lin Shikang was knocked back more than ten feet before he stabilized his figure. A mouthful of blood surged up, and he forcibly swallowed it back, only a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

And Jin Zhiying was also knocked back a few feet away, his breath was chaotic, and he quickly regained his composure.

The two did not continue to test, and attacked again, and the soul-eating spider repeatedly protruded a large number of spider threads, trying to bind Jin Zhiying's body.

Unknowingly, the two sides fought fiercely for more than dozens of back and forth, and the battle between the two sides has reached a white-hot stage.

As time passed, the spiritual power and treasures of both sides were consumed enormously, and the long-standing stalemate was broken.

Because Lin Shihua's cultivation base is too low, even if he joins forces with Sun Dingfeng, he is not Jin Zhiping's opponent. After resisting with difficulty for half a quarter of an hour, his spiritual energy consumption has bottomed out.

Jin Zhiping seized the opportunity and struck fiercely. Lin Shihua's spiritual power bottomed out, and his escape speed was greatly reduced. He couldn't dodge for a while, so Lin Shihua hurriedly took out a small shield spirit weapon to block in front of him.

After a bang...

The small shield shattered, and the saber energy passed through the small shield, attacking Lin Shihua's shoulder.

"Shihua!"

Lin Shikang's face turned pale, and he couldn't help calling out.

I saw Lin Shihua's body flying out like a kite with broken strings, and finally hit a huge landscape stone.

The stone shattered, revealing Lin Shihua's figure.

Lin Shihua was lying in the stone pit, a fist-sized blood hole appeared on his entire left arm, not only that, but his left arm was also missing.

At this time, his face was pale, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he got up with difficulty, and when he wanted to make another shot, he fell down again and fell into a coma.

The injury was too serious, and he had no spiritual power. It was a blessing that he didn't die immediately, and he couldn't do it anymore.

Lin Shihua's serious injury affected the hearts of all the Lin family members.

On the ground, Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin struck with all their strength, knocking back several members of the Jin family around them, and immediately rushed to Lin Shihua's side.

Lin Shiji broke out with all his strength, slashed a few swords, and blocked the Jin family members who were chasing him.

Lin Shixin picked up Lin Shihua, who was seriously injured and comatose, with an anxious look on his face, and called repeatedly:

"Twelve younger brothers..."

Called several times in a row, but there was no response.

Putting Lin Shihua down, blood oozes from Lin Shixin's eyes, looking very scary.

At this moment, Lin Shiji crazily struck and killed two Jin family monks, and was attacked by several Jin family monks again, and fell into a sea of ​​flames and sword energy.

When the sea of ​​flames dissipated, Lin Shiji lay on the ground with dozens of wounds of different depths on his body and a hole in his neck, which kept bleeding.

In just ten or so breaths, one member of the Lin family was killed and one was seriously injured, and more than a dozen members of the Xing generation were killed in battle.

The tragic death of Lin Shiji once again stimulated the furious Lin Shixin.

Lin Shixin raised his head to the sky and screamed a few times, with a hint of death in his eyes, looking at the Jin family members, his eyes were full of murderous aura.

Lin Shixin rushed to the members of the Jin family without fear of death, bursting out with even stronger strength.

After killing several people in a row, he was still outnumbered and died in regret.

At the highest point in the sky, Lin Shikang and Jin Zhiying fought fiercely for dozens of rounds.

In the face of Jin Zhiying's frenzied attack, he was continuously suppressed. He wanted to help other clansmen, but he couldn't do anything. He was really powerless.

Several other Foundation Establishment cultivators struggled to support, Lin Shihua was seriously injured, and Sun Dingfeng, who had no restraint, was in a more difficult situation. He was struggling to cope and retreated steadily.

In the face of absolute strength, the number advantage does not play much role at all, not to mention that there are not many people.

At this time, all the people on both sides were exhausted, and the strength of the attack gradually weakened. The Jin family insisted on pushing the Lin family members forward for a few miles, and soon reached the bottom of the main peak of Qingzhu Mountain.

Jin Zhiying, who had been fighting for a long time, swung his knife several times in a row, and directly broke out the strongest attack of the Jin family, killing Lin Shikang.

Lin Shikang, who was seriously injured, had exhausted his defensive spiritual weapon, and his spiritual power had bottomed out.

Facing Jin Zhiying's full blow, his face was pale and weak.

Looking at the courtyard at the waist of the Green Bamboo Mountain behind him, he couldn't retreat even if he lost, because those clansmen would die at the touch of Jin Zhiying's attack.

At this time, Lin Shikang's face was solemn, and there was a trace of madness in his eyes.

He took out a palm-sized jade pendant and held it in his hand, and shot a spell at the golden jade pendant.

I saw a burst of golden light burst out from Yu Peili, which condensed into a big sword hanging above his head in an instant.

"Golden Dan Talisman!"

Jin Zhiying's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed inarticulately. All the monks present involuntarily stopped their attacks.

What Lin Shikang used was the strongest hole card of the Lin family. When the ancestor died, he endured great pain and dissipated all the spiritual power in his body, and condensed it into a golden alchemy talisman.

This talisman retains the three strikes with all the strength of the ancestors. It is so powerful that it has been used twice, and each time it saved the Lin family from crisis.

If the Golden Wind Sword is the treasure of the Zhen Clan, the Golden Alchemy Talisman is the patron saint of the Lin family.

Lin Shikang shouted loudly:

"Protect my Lin family..."

I saw the big sword above his head go straight to Jin Zhiying, the speed was outrageously fast.

Seeing the great sword transformed by the Jindan Talisman, Jin Zhiying's face turned pale. There was no way he could escape at such a speed. He hastily took out the Jin Family's Green Flood Dragon Shield to block in front of him, pinning all his hopes on the Green Flood Dragon Shield.

But Jin Zhiying's saber energy was getting closer and closer to him, Lin Shikang closed his eyes, as if accepting the reality that they all died together.

At this moment, the Soul-eating Spider jumped in front of him, protecting him behind him.

"Rumble..."

Two explosions sounded at the same time, and the deafening explosion sounded through the sky.

The Soul-eating Spider was knocked into the air several tens of feet away, and lay in a dirt pit. Most of its shiny black shell was shattered, and its eight legs were waving slightly, as if it hadn't died yet.

On the other hand, Jin Zhiying completely underestimated the power of the Jindan Talisman.

When the golden sword light bombarded the green flood shield, it pierced through the green flood shield in just an instant, and quickly slashed towards Jin Zhiying.

"puff……"

With a soft sound, Jin Zhiying's body was divided into two by the golden light sword, lying there straight and motionless, above the two corpses, a trace of sword energy retained by the golden light sword floated.

Under the attack of Jindan Talisman, Jin Zhiying died completely.