Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 706 Chapter [-]
Praying for blessings is naturally Lin Ji's bad taste.

When he saw the astonished expression on Xiyushan's face opposite, these four words were already worth it.

The moment the sword edge fell completely, in the eyes of Xiyushan, countless golden and black threads appeared inexplicably, and then these golden and black threads were constantly entangled.

He felt an inexplicable emptiness.

He clearly still exists, and his five senses are still sharp, but he feels as if he has been hollowed out.

In other words, it was completely stripped, like a newborn baby, completely seen through by Lin Ji.

But all the inexplicable feelings are only in an instant.

He saw Lin Ji put the long sword back into the scabbard slowly, and watched Lin Ji's left hand turn into a fan, flapping slowly.

The surrounding wind and cloud changed, the birdsong and fragrance of flowers just now disappeared, and the sunlight in the sky also disappeared.

The sudden change made Xiyu Mountain feel a little cold after a long absence.

He looked up, and the bright moon hung high.

Back, back to the far north.

dong dong!

The dull heartbeat sounded in Xiyushan's ears.

He was still suspended in mid-air, but after the heartbeat sounded, he suddenly emptied his feet and landed on the ground.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, it was Xiyu Mountain that fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of snowflakes.

His body was punctured by countless tiny icy slags on the ground, which were the traces left over from his previous ice field.

A Taoist cultivator should not be so fragile even if he does not cultivate the physical body.

But this little injury is irrelevant now.

Because Xiyu Mountain has finally found the source of that 'emptiness'.

He looked down at his chest.

Right at his heart, a small wound was slowly dyeing his skirt black, and it became more and more black, it looked like blood was flowing out.

He hastily raised his hand and tore open his front skirt, looking at the piercing sword wound above his heart.

He felt more and more cold, and his hands and feet began to turn cold.

His heart was cut off.

After looking at the wound for a moment, he looked up at Lin Ji again.

His expression was extremely complicated, with unwillingness and resentment, but in the end it turned into surprise and bewilderment.

"What about beheading my cultivation base?"

Lin Ji was taken aback.

"Who told you that?"

"Didn't you kill Bai Qianjiao just to kill her cultivation?"

"Bai Qianjiao is a late Taoist who has lived for more than 300 years. You are not worthy to be compared with her."

At the beginning, Lin Ji gave everything he had, but he only cut off Bai Qianjiao's 200 years of Taoism. It was because he pushed the cause and effect Tao to the limit.

At that time, he had no ability to make another move, so he could only give Bai Qianjiao the scourge by relying on the way of heaven and overdrawing his lifespan.

Although killing Bai Qianjiao's Taoism is not necessarily a bad thing, because this sword also cleared her karma. If she has a chance to return to the peak in the future, the probability of breaking through to the Taoist realm is higher than before Not a lot.

That sword was also out of Lin Ji's control, and he didn't know what the result would be, it all depended on the way of heaven.

At that moment, Lin Ji was a sword in Tiandao's hand.

And the Xiyu Mountain in front of him is only in the middle stage of Taoism, and it is far from enough for Lin Ji to pay a huge price.

Therefore, he only needs to use his own karma to draw the sword like beheading people's karma, and this sword will definitely fall on him on Xiyushan.

So he ruined his heart, and by the way, erased his sins.

"Unfortunately, if your crime was more serious, you should have lost your life by now."

Lin Ji fell from mid-air and slowly came to the front of Xiyu Mountain. Looking at him on the ground, his face became paler and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"It's also just that I suddenly figured out why you have more merits than sins. The way of heaven is great, your Holy Fire Cult is really good for the barbarians, but it's a pity, if it's not my race, its heart must be different. I am from the Central Plains , and the barbarians are natural enemies."

"Hehe. Cough." Xiyushan panted, the light in his eyes getting weaker and weaker, "The extreme north was originally part of Kyushu, and the barbarians were once the subjects of the Central Plains Dynasty."

"That was in the past." Lin Ji shook his head, "What does the past have to do with me?"

After speaking, Lin Ji looked at his empty right arm again, and sighed slightly: "So do you regret it? You took your life away with just one arm."

"Regret." Xi Yushan said frankly, if he knew this was the end, he wouldn't dare to block the way even if he was killed.

It didn't take long for his eyes to completely lose their luster, and his head, which he was trying to raise, fell heavily to the ground.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and a little power of the primordial spirit appeared.

As soon as Lin Ji waved his hand, the soul that hadn't been condensed into shape had completely dissipated.

So far, Xiyu Mountain is dead.

Lin Ji looked at Xiyushan's body quietly, and waved his hand again, the surrounding wind and snow blew up, covering him completely, forming a grave.

"A person who is in the middle stage of Taoism, and my own golden line of merit and black line of sin have been darkened for most of the time. I am afraid it will take at least half a month to recover."

"And the arm, I'm afraid it will take longer."

"The price is not too high, but it's unaffordable to do it again."

Lin Ji shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards Jingchuan City.

In any case, this extreme north cannot stay for the time being.

At least wait for his arm to recover, and wait for his golden and black lines of karma to recover.

Jingchuan City, above the city tower.

Several Yuanshen monks in the city stared wide-eyed.

They couldn't understand what happened just now, they just saw that the white-haired Daoist had his arm smashed, and then the two seniors disappeared.

When it reappeared, the winner had already been decided.

"There are... seniors who have entered the Dao realm have fallen!"

"Who is that white-haired one?"

"Lin Ji, the Supervisor of Tiansi, I met at Wen Ren's house before, and the one who died was Xiyushan, the second elder of the Sacred Fire Sect."

"He dares to kill people from the Holy Fire Cult? Or in the extreme north?"

"He can reach the Dao Realm, what is he not afraid of?"

"Hey, you're really right!"

"As expected of You Tianguan, the Supervisor of Tiansi, indeed, there is no one worthy of his reputation, this Senior Lin is really powerful."

"Stop talking nonsense, he's here!"

The tightly closed city gate was slowly opened, and several Yuanshen monks carefully looked at the figure slowly walking outside the city.

Most of their gazes only dared to glance over, and then hurriedly bowed to salute, bowing to the end, never daring to raise their heads again.

"I have seen Senior Lin."

Lin Ji nodded slightly, and walked in the direction of Wenren's in the city.

Just after taking two steps, his footsteps stopped.

He turned his head to look sideways, and then saw Bei Shuang staring at him with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief.

Beside Beishuang, there was an old man with a solemn expression.

"Wen Renming Jing, met Lin Tianguan."

Lin Ji immediately understood that this was the Daoist that he had noticed in Wen Ren's house earlier.

The other party didn't show up at that time, so he naturally didn't bother.

Lin Ji returned the gift.

"I've met friends who are well-known."

(End of this chapter)