Lin Xi looked at the bloodstained ground, bent down, and picked up the four-petal transparent splinter.
He didn't really want to kill Shen Tu Nian or the White-Shirted Swordsman right away, at least he wanted to know what the original function of this bead was from the mouths of Shen Tu Nian or the White-Shirted Swordsman.
It's just that he is only a cultivator who has exhausted his soul power now, and all the cultivators who have exhausted his soul power within his sight are all within his sight, and no one can have time to capture Shen Tu Nian and this white-shirted swordsman alive.
Without the support of soul power, the Purgatory Mountain priests have long lost their usual majesty and pride.
Even in the face of ordinary Yun Qin soldiers, they had already lost their confidence, and even the red sè divine robe on their bodies, which usually showed the brilliance of their gods, was so heavy that they felt suffocated at this time.
Shen Tu Nian's fall and death made these Purgatory Mountain priests completely desperate.
"Kill him" A Purgatory Mountain priest leaning in the corner of the wall gave orders to the fist-sized, furry white spider beside him.
He is the Purgatory Mountain Divine Officer who fought with Tang Chuqing and was pierced through the chest and abdomen by Tang Chuqing.
At this moment, he lost all his soul power, and the wound on his chest and abdomen could not be suppressed, and the rolled flesh was directly separated from those snow-white spider silks, and the stomach and intestines inside flowed out miserably.
It's just that he is still unwilling to die, and he still holds on to his breath, wanting to see if his white spider can leave a strong mark in the annals of history.
This trace of darkness turned into countless fine dusts not only wiped out the soul power of all the cultivators in this street and alley, but even the soul power in the body of the demon beast was not spared.
However, even without soul power, his white spider still runs very fast, and he knows very well that his white spider is very poisonous both in terms of the white sè fur on his body and the poisonous fangs in his mouth.
This white spider faithfully carried out the last order of its dying master, and ran into a white light.
However, the Purgatory Mountain Priest who was holding a breath of air could not see what he hoped to see.
When it was still dozens of meters away from Lin Xi, the white spider suddenly stopped, and it felt fear.
Jin Sè's Yunqin little phoenix came out of Lin Xi's cuffs.
It has lost its soul power, but it can still fly.
It flew up, like a falcon that pounces on rats, and landed directly above the head of the white spider.
Its claws pierced into the fluff of the white sè spider, pecked at the white sè spider without any scruples, pecked the white sè spider directly to death, and then pecked and ate it in one bite.
Falling Star Tianfeng, not afraid of poison and some poisonous monsters, for it, it was originally a great supplement.
When the Purgatory Mountain priest saw this, he coughed in pain, and as soon as he coughed, more internal organs flowed out of his chest and abdomen, and he died in pain and unwillingness.
Hundreds of Yun Qin black-armored soldiers rushed to Lin Xi and the others.
Among these soldiers, one of them is the commander of the Yunqin military, Zeng Rou.
At this moment, his cold face flashed with joy that could not be concealed.
"Do you want to light the beacon smoke" He looked at Lin Xi with the most respectful gaze and asked.
"Of course, the fire burns as vigorously as possible, I hope Qin Xiyue and the others can see it."
Lin Xi nodded, he leaned on the big black box he was carrying before, and replied to Zeng Rou.
At this time, although the opposing president and the holy master have all died, even if there is no accident, there are still many generals in this Damang army, whether they are desperate or not, this city still has to digest tens of thousands of Damang troops, the battle will continue for a long time, and many Yunqin people will die.
Tang Chuqing, who had a broken arm and countless lacerations on his body, didn't even have the strength to stand up at this time, but he laughed.
"What kind of bead did Shen Tu Nian take out at the end," he smiled, and couldn't help but ask Chu Yehan, who was blistered beside him.
Chu Yehan was one of the only few master craftsmen in Yun Qin, and his research on soul soldiers and some runes was naturally the highest among all of them now.
"I don't know."
Chu Yehan also shook his head, he also turned his head to look at Lin Xi in front of him, and asked, "Lin Xi, do you know what beads Shen Tu Nian is in his hand?"
Lin Xi shook his head and handed the four splinters he had picked up in his hand to Chu Yehan: "I don't know." ” Chu Yehan was slightly stunned, but he was sure for the first time that the four splinters he had started were more pure and transparent than any gem or crystal he had ever seen.
"You don't know what this thing Shen Tu Nian is most sure of, why don't you choose to avoid him, but you must be here" He couldn't help but look at Lin Xi and said, "You obviously know that you are more important to Dongjing Tomb than any of us."
We can die, but you can't. ” Lin Xi glanced at him, wiped the rain flowing into his eyes, shook his head, and said softly: "Because Shen Tu Nian will also think like this, I will appear here." ” Chu Yehan frowned slightly, he didn't understand the meaning of Lin Xi's words.
But he saw that the sweat on Lin Xi's forehead was mixed with the rain, and he saw that Lin Xi's face was pale and extremely tired.
It dawned on him.
Whether it is behind the title of Windrunner or General, this chosen student of Qingluan Academy is a person after all, even if it is Dean Zhang back then.
If you are human, you will be tired.
So when he came here, Lin Xi was no longer as powerful as he and Shen Tunian and the others imagined.
For this situation, he is already powerless.
Therefore, if Shen Tu Nian had anything extremely powerful, Lin Xi hoped that Shen Tu Nian could use it on him.
He may die, but he will be able to consume what Shen Tu Nian has in his last fight.
"So Shen Tu Nian was wrong from the beginning.
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When he appeared here, Shen Tunian was already wrong.
Chu Yehan looked at Lin Xi and sighed softly: "Because he didn't expect that you would be so willing to live and die with this city." ” Gao Yanan and Jiang Xiaoyi both knew Lin Xi better than anyone else.
Moreover, Lin Xi had already told the two that after dealing with the matter of those two-headed dogs, he no longer had the ability to affect the situation of the battle, and his role in this city may not be as good as that of a peak great power teacher.
So the two of them knew very well from the beginning that Lin Xi's purpose in coming here was to let Shen Tu Nian's last resort be used on him.
Thinking about how that bead could be completely useless, making a character like Shen Tunian lose his temper to that point, and then looking at Lin Xi's sweating all over at the moment, Gao Yanan's mood became tense again, "Do you have anything wrong" She couldn't help but reach out and touch Lin Xi's forehead, for fear that something else would happen.
"No, it's just that my mind is clearer."
Lin Xi looked at her and Jiang Xiaoyi and shook his head, "It's just that I'm too tired." ” Gao Yanan's hand trembled slightly.
She was distressed.
Lin Xi has always been a very sunny person who does not give up in any desperate situation, but the ups and downs of this battle situation, and the heroic sacrifice of so many Yunqin soldiers, made him even "seek death" and defend this city.
How many intense emotional changes during this period, how many life and death changes in this short midnight, how can he not be tired or weak Same night.
In the distant Damang Purgatory Mountain, in the middle of the highest crater, in a large hall carved from black sè volcanic stone, Zhang Ping and twenty-six young disciples of Purgatory Mountain who were wearing red sè official robes like him sat cross-legged on the ground.
Six Great Elders of Purgatory Mountain, who were covered in black smoke and flames, and were incomparably mysterious and majestic, gathered in this hall and examined them.
Only the most important sons of Purgatory Mountain, these six Great Elders of Purgatory Mountain, would gather together and appear in the same place.
Zhang Ping hung his head slightly, looking at the things that had been placed in his hands.
It is a prismatic wafer of indigo sè with a jewel-like luster.
However, it was not a gem, but a condensation of some mysterious potion.
This is the most important part of the cultivation of the Demon Transformation in the Purgatory Mountain, this is the secret medicine necessary for the cultivation of the Demon Transformation, and in the Purgatory Mountain, it is also extremely rare, so much so that six Great Elders of the Purgatory Mountain should appear at the same time to supervise this ritual.
All the young disciples of Purgatory Mountain who were able to sit in this hall with Zhang Ping knew that if they could successfully cultivate the Demon Transformation, they would be one step to the heavens in the Purgatory Mountain, but they also knew that only a very small number of people could withstand the entry of this mysterious Demon Transformation Drug and survive.
Therefore, many people's faces are extremely pale, and their bodies are trembling violently.
No one knows Zhang Ping's mood at this moment, and no one knows what he is thinking in his heart.
He just lowered his head and looked at this indigo crystal, among all of them, he was the first to quietly stab this chip into his wrist, and used his soul power to wrap this chip, so that this chip all melted in blood and ran in his blood.
Two disciples of Purgatory Mountain, who were paralyzed on the ground and did not dare to use the magic potion, were taken out, killed just outside the temple gate, and thrown into the lava pool below, and the magic medicine was put away again.
All the other Purgatory Mountain disciples also used this demonic transformation medicine just like Zhang Ping.
A famous Purgatory Mountain disciple quickly fell silently and died, all the blood veins on his body cracked, and black pus and blood flowed out.
Before they died, the faces of these disciples of Purgatory Mountain had been distorted to not look like human beings at all, and although it was not for a long time, although they did not make any sound, they seemed to have suffered endless pain.
In the end, only four Purgatory Mountain disciples were still sitting.
Zhang Ping is also among them.
His skin turned pale, his face distorted, and veins appeared on the surface of his skin, twisted like runes, all of which were terrifying indigo.
A Purgatory Mountain Grand Elder nodded.
Being able to have four Purgatory Mountain disciples finally withstand the medicinal power of the Demon Transformation obviously made him and the rest of the Purgatory Mountain elders very satisfied.
The six Purgatory Mountain Great Elders began to leave the temple.
There were only four people left alive in the Black Sè Temple, as well as corpses in one place.
On the same night when Lin Xi, Gao Yanan, Jiang Xiaoyi, and Qin Xiyue were still fighting hard with the Damang army in the East Jingling, Zhang Ping was in Purgatory Mountain, and Jin cultivated the demonic transformation. s: