Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

Thousands of winged snakes followed the scent of blood essence of the same kind and surrounded them, swarming up and devouring the original head beast.

Immediately afterwards, the winged serpent flapped its wide wings, screaming and rushed towards the "alien" who had killed the beast.

The huge body, surrounded by countless layers inside and outside, covered the sky and the sun, and almost completely blocked the escape route of the "heterogeneous".

In the darkness, Lin Yige calmed down, poured the remaining spiritual power into the Gengxin sword, and stabbed behind him with his backhand.

The sword light shot out quickly, submerged into the forehead of a winged snake, and in the middle of a diamond-shaped snake scale the size of a fingernail, there was a crisp sound like iron cracking.

The snake's scales cracked at the sound, and blood gushed out and gurgled non-stop, soon dyeing the snake's eyes red.

The smell of blood diffused, making the snakes restless.

The giant snake was in pain, but when it looked around, it found that the tricky "heterogeneous" had long since disappeared.

It raised its head to the sky and yelled, another baby-like cry.

Before the cries fell, more than a dozen smaller, fledgling larvae emerged from the group of winged snakes.

Their eyes were red, like a tiger pouncing on its food, they all bit the injured winged snake.

The little winged snakes flapped their wings, twisted their bodies with difficulty, and worked together to tear the injured ones into more than ten pieces of flesh larger than their own heads.

The snake's mouth opened unbelievably wide, swallowing the bloody piece of meat with great difficulty.

The snake blood splashed onto the winged snakes surrounding it, and was absorbed by the scales and feathers on its body in an instant.

Lin Yige had already restrained his breath and hid behind the bone spur on the winged snake's back. Seeing this, he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

As she expected, the winged snake will be the first to "treat" its injured counterparts.

After those winged snakes swallowed the flesh and blood of the same kind, not only did they grow in size, but their body colors became much brighter, and their scales and feathers also became more lustrous.

In this way, there is no need to regret the essence and blood of these two winged snakes.

If one can deal with the Winged Edged Snake one by one, what one will get in the end will be the condensed blood essence of the desolate beast.

What's more, the spiritual energy here is disordered, and the recovery of spiritual power is slow. For me who has little spiritual power left, breaking them one by one is the best strategy.

With his mind set, Lin Yige immediately raised his sword and stabbed at another winged snake that flew by.

Gui Yi's sword formula has long been familiarized by heart, and every move and style is extremely precise. When the sword strikes, it leaves an inch-long wound with deep bone visible.

With the rise of killing, the spiritual power restored by refining the disordered spiritual energy gradually reached a delicate balance with the spiritual power consumed by the sword energy.

As he was getting better, suddenly there was a burst of pain in his dantian.

Lin Yige paused, and sent Geng Xin to protect the law through sound transmission, while he restrained his breath and looked inside his dantian.

Geng Xin got the order, and without saying a word, he exploded the spirit pressure of the middle stage of transforming gods to shock many desolate beasts.

At the same time, the air of wood spirit and sword energy turned into pieces of bamboo leaves, dancing to protect Lin Yige.

Shocked by the sudden strange breath, the group of winged snakes only spread out a little to wait and see, but did not retreat.

After such a few breaths of effort, Lin Yige's spiritual consciousness has found the culprit in the dantian——Slaying Sword Intent ran rampant in the dantian like a headless fly, but it did not lose control as before.

An indescribable realization came to her heart, and she immediately decided to give it a go.

Lin Yige held his breath and focused, guiding the killing sword intent into his own eight meridians.

The killing sword intent traveled along the meridian, like a broken bamboo.

Wherever he went, there were bursts of sharp pain like broken tendons and bones.

Guiyi Qi Refining Art has been practiced one after another, and the extremely disordered spiritual energy has been continuously refined, which can barely nourish and repair the slight damage in the meridians, but cannot heal the severe pain caused by the forcible widening of the meridians.

Lin Yige frowned, gritted his teeth patiently, and thought joyfully: before, the elder sister expended her cultivation to open up her own sword energy, this time, it is equivalent to opening a thousand-year-old self for a thousand-year-old reincarnated self.

It's just that, compared to the elder sister who also injected spiritual power to help repair the meridians when she opened the meridians, this own killing sword intent can be said to be indomitable, widening the meridians without leaving room.

What do you mean life is worse than death?

That's it.

A thought suddenly popped up in my mind: the patriarch established a rule back then, asking the true disciples to leave their spiritual thoughts and sword intentions on the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Stele before going down the mountain to practice, did they foresee this situation?
She quickly denied this idea. If there is such a thing, it should be mentioned in the patriarch's handbook.

Another burst of severe pain struck, Lin Yige's eyes darkened, and he secretly made up his mind that when Lu Jiu joined the Guiyi faction, he must refine a batch of top-quality elixir that can relieve pain!
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Thousands of winged snakes escaped from the wave of wild beasts and gathered in mid-air. From time to time, a winged snake let out a dying cry.

The wave of desolate beasts receded, like migratory locusts crossing the border, the desert wasteland was full of devastation.

Chong Xuanzi explained to Lu Jiu through the "network of heaven and earth" intertwined with space gaps: "There are thousands of races in the mountains and seas, and the jungle is no exception. Human race is not only an innate spiritual creature, but it can be obtained by refining and eating its whole body and blood. Make it your own..."

As he spoke, he was distracted and meditated on the Beast Control Art.

After a while, Chong Xuanzi paused slightly, and took a look at the group of winged snakes covering the sky and the sun.

The Winged Snake King who spent all his energy to tame the engraving did not respond!
I just don't know if it's because the spiritual imprint he made on the Winged Snake King is too weak, or because Lu Jiu's network of heaven and earth has blocked his connection with the desolate beast?
Chong Xuanzi thought for a while, pointed at the group of winged snakes in the distance, and asked, "Senior Lu Jiu, the female cultivator who came with you is a disciple of Wuwu Mountain?"

If that female cultivator was a disciple of Wuwu Mountain, she followed Lu Jiu to the barren land, most likely because of Zhu Xingyuan's Netherland Lindan!
Although he has completely absorbed and fused the Lindan of the Nether Realm, as long as he refines his body in the cauldron, at least half of it can be restored.

Lu Jiuzheng heard it interesting, shook his head resolutely, and said, "No. You don't have to worry about her, just keep talking about yourself!"

Chong Xuanzi was worried, and asked again: "Could it be a disciple of the Nine Sects?"

Lu Jiu waved his hand and urged, "No. Apart from refining the flesh and blood essence of the human race, is there a gentler way to use this innate spirit?"

Treating people as "innate spirits", refining the flesh and blood of the human race and taking them, is this a kind of "supplementing the form with form"?

If you can "repair others with people" without hurting the peace of heaven, then tell Feng Qingqing about this method...

May I ask, in this mountain and sea world, who would dare to pick off the fur of the Nine Festival wolf clan? !
Lu Jiu combed her long red-brown hair, and thought happily: The rise of the wolf clan in Jiujie is just around the corner!
Faced with Lu Jiu's expectant eyes, Chong Xuanzi first shook his head, then gave a sudden pause, nodded awkwardly, and said, "Another way...Senior should also know that it is the method of supplementation!"

Lu Jiu almost tore off a tuft of hair, he turned his face, glared fiercely at Chong Xuanzi through the hair curtain, and said, "Shut up! Or I'll kill you!"

Tell Feng Qingqing this method, and his fur will definitely be lost.

Chong Xuanzi was slightly stunned, and suddenly smiled and said: "Catch that female cultivator to me, and after two days, I will give senior a gentle solution!"

Lu Jiu: I'm still a baby!