The cracked surface sunk into a huge crater, and the originally high and raised mountains disappeared at this time.
"Brother!"
Several disciples of the Xuanming Sect looked at the young man leading them.
This man was called Minghu.
He was a burly man with dark skin and a ferocious expression.
He exuded a ruthless temperament.
I know he is a ruthless person.
Thirteen of them are all brothers of the same sect.
They studied under the Xuan Ming Sect.
Most of what they have learned in their lives are weird and strange spells, which are eerie and terrifying, so they are often called ghost cultivators by other monks in the spiritual world.
Half of Minghu's face is tattooed with a black and blue tiger, hence his Taoist nickname.
As soon as he saw the big change on Wanshe Mountain, Ming Hu knew that this matter was not simple.
He looked at Han Ming and the others with even more unkind eyes.
He quickly used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with his fellow disciples: "These mysterious people...
The disciples of the Bing Sect must have discovered something extraordinary in Wan She Mountain, we must get this treasure!"
"That's right!
Hehe, the treasures in the world are only for the virtuous.
This is the right thing to do."
Several disciples of the Xuanming Sect all echoed.
In their eyes, the so-called virtue naturally means that whoever has a bigger fist has virtue.
Sensing the other party's malice, Han Ming was furious, but given the other party's strength, he still did not dare to act rashly.
He was the only one in the team whose cultivation was at the second level of the Heavenly Soul Realm, but the opponent had six masters at the Heavenly Soul Realm.
The leader, Minghu, was at the fourth level of the Heavenly Soul Realm, and was only one step away from comprehending the Tao.
Haruka, they are absolutely no match.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Han Ming and the others.
"Finally I found you.
You ran pretty fast..."
Lin Yisheng smiled and caught up from behind.
He had just swallowed the opportunity of the avenue.
The mood is very good.
"It's you, Xingchenzi..."
Looking back in astonishment, looking at Lin Shengsheng's calm and relaxed face, Han Ming felt relieved for some reason.
He had an intuition that he and his group had finally been saved.
But then he thought about it, and Han Ming became a little troubled again, just looking at the situation where Wanshe Mountain collapsed that day.
I'm afraid it has something to do with Lin Yisheng.
A Taoist palace was destroyed, and no matter what secrets there were, Han Ming knew that he was involved.
Compared with offending the Taoist government or even the Tao Lord, these so-called powerful enemies from the Xuanming Sect in front of them are nothing at all!
Only then did Han Ming know how deep Lin Yisheng's scheming was, and he felt depressed in his heart: "Oh, I was greedy for a moment, and now that I have taken the contents, I am undoubtedly dragged into the water."
A few eye contacts, not even words necessary.
Han Ming knew what Lin Yisheng meant.
Lin Yisheng patted Han Ming on the shoulder: "You are a smart person, you should know how to keep secrets."
After Han Ming heard this.
He could only smile bitterly: "I knew you wouldn't be so kind.
You clearly set up a trap for us to get in.
Do I still have room to refuse now?"
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Once this secret is leaked, the Taoist government will also hold the entire Xuan Bing Sect responsible.
Things will definitely deteriorate to the point where it is difficult to deal with.
How could Han Ming not know the stakes here?
"You can't say that..."
Lin Shengsheng originally wanted to make fun of Han Ming, but he was rudely interrupted.
Ming Hu was on the verge of rage and shouted angrily: "That's enough for you, do you think I'm dead?
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It was only then that Lin Yisheng turned his attention to the people of the Xuanming Sect, as if he had just noticed them now, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and contempt.
His words were even more contemptuous.
Lin Yisheng glanced at Ming Hu and said casually: "I hate being interrupted when I'm talking."
"you……"
Sheng's right hand squeezed tightly.
The five fingers were like steel claws, gripping Minghu's head firmly, and his tone became cold: "I mean to shut you up, don't you understand?"
Lin Yisheng suddenly attacked, with such rapid speed and exquisite movement that even the Heavenly Soul Realm monks could not react.
Ming Hu was horrified to find that all his true energy and mana were suppressed by some mysterious force and could not be mobilized at all.
"Let go of senior brother!"
"You're looking for death!"
The disciples of the Xuanming Sect are quite united.
Although they are tough to the outside world, the internal members are in the same spirit.
Ming Hu was restrained at this time, and they immediately joined forces with Lin Yisheng to attack, aiming to save people.
One of them took out a palm-sized black skull and cast a spell to summon the spirit.
The skull exuded a ghostly aura, as if it was giggling and grinning.
As the spells continued to be cast, the laughter became louder and louder, and was burrowing into people's minds.
This person is Minghu's junior brother, Taoist Skeleton.
He laughed loudly: "My move is called Demonic Sound Brain Devouring.
No matter how high your cultivation level is, you will still be fascinated by this Demonic Sound that heralds death, and your soul will be completely destroyed." die!"
It turns out that this is a sound-killing spell that uses ghost energy to release murderous intent and shake the opponent's soul away.
If you don't deal with such a spell carefully, even a monk in the Heavenly Soul Realm will encounter it.
I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a big loss.
But who is Lin Yisheng, and how could his soul be shaken by such a little trick?
Lin Yisheng sneered and said: "How dare you call yourself Demonic Sound?
What a shame!
Let me show you what the real Demonic Sound is!"
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his free left hand, waved towards the man, and whispered: "Come here..."
Boom!
The low voice was like drums beating in the ears of the Skeleton Taoist.
The word "come here" echoed in his mind over and over again, and his body involuntarily walked towards Lin Yisheng.
This is the real magic sound.
Every word and every word has the magic power to confuse people's hearts, making people fall into it involuntarily and unable to extricate themselves.
"Senior brother, don't go there!"
The remaining disciples of the Xuanming Sect were really anxious at this time.
The two senior brothers with the highest cultivation level in the team actually lost the battle, and they didn't even make a single move!
Lin Yisheng didn't care what these people thought.
He had just awakened a new ability and urgently needed to devour the Taoist practices of other Taoists to increase his strength.
How could he let go of these fat men who came to his door automatically.
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I saw him holding the heads of Ming Hu and Skeleton Taoist, and looking at their left and right eyes respectively.
A strange pattern appeared in Lin Yisheng's eyes, which was a string of ancient words, rotating into a ring shape.
The pupils seemed to have some kind of strange gravity.
The aura, Taoism and even life force of the Skeleton Taoist and Ming Hu were rapidly transferred into Lin Yisheng's eyes, and were absorbed and digested by him.
Such an astonishing method was simply unheard of.
The Skeleton Taoist and Ming Hu both had frightened expressions on their faces at this time, seeing something strange in Lin Yisheng's eyes.
Both of them were veterans who had been on the battlefield, so they naturally saw that the halos in their eyes were actually demonic characters.
I kept exclaiming in my heart: "No!
How is this possible?
You are obviously a demon, how did you escape the detection of heaven!"
But he could only moan strangely, his soul was suppressed by Lin Yisheng's demonic energy, and he couldn't utter a word at all.
"Ah~~~" After two shrill roars, the Skeleton Taoist and Ming Hu both turned into two mummies, and then turned into flying ash when the wind blew.
The life force was drained away, and the body naturally decayed and became dust.
Such a method is as cold and cruel as a ghost cultivator, not even leaving a whole body alive, and the scalps of everyone around are numb and numb.
The remaining Xuanming Sect disciples were both shocked and angry.
They pointed at Lin Yisheng and cursed: "You dare to kill people openly, aren't you afraid that the Taoist government will hold you accountable!?"
Now, they said what Han Ming and the others said just now.
They couldn't beat others, so they started to reason.
Lin has seen many people like this in his life, they are nothing more than rats who bully the weak and fear the strong.
Such people would only bully those weaker than themselves, and Lin Yisheng looked down upon them the most.
"That's why I want to kill you all.
If there is no suffering master, how can the Taoist government pursue it?"
The calm tone, but containing strong murderous intent, made the remaining 11 Xuanming Sect monks feel like they were falling into an ice cave, and several of them began to speak incoherently: "No!
You can't kill me, my father is..."
"die!"
It was just a word, but it was like thunder, and heavy pressure spread out, making everyone unable to move.
They completely lost control of their bodies, as if some huge will came at this moment and was depriving them of their will, soul and life.
The world suddenly became dark, and a certain blue magic bead shone brightly.
Twelve thread-like things were connected to the heads of the Xuanming Sect monks, and they kept extracting something until they were all reduced to ashes.
On the side, Han Ming and others were also affected similarly, but because Lin Yisheng could take care of them, the situation was much better.
Hanfeng exclaimed in his heart: "What kind of magic is this!"
However, Lin Yisheng knew that this was not a magic spell, but the power he understood from the ray of opportunity of the great road - words that follow the law.
The Taoist Lord is commanded by Heaven and is in charge of the Great Dao, so he can naturally speak the Dharma and follow it.
Lin Yisheng is not yet in charge of the great road, but at least he has understood the true meaning of his words.
It boils down to incorporating Tao meaning into words and interfering with the law.
What I say is Dharma!
This kind of realm and power cannot be mastered by monks who are not at the level of Tongtian or above, but Lin Yisheng's situation is special, and his cultivation is not the same as his true realm.
"Oh, that's a bunch of poor people, they only have more than 10 million yuan."
After scanning the magic beads to absorb and transform the Taoist practices, Lin Yisheng was a little dissatisfied.
This little income was not as good as his ability to clean up the nearby monsters.
Heavenly power and Taoism are of equal value, so these 10 million Taoism are not really a big gain.
As for these magic weapons, Lin Yisheng looked down upon them, because such sinister treasures were not suitable for him at all.
Lin Yisheng preferred a grand and domineering fighting style.
(To be continued...)