Honghuang: My understanding is beyond belief. I am the first immortal of Jiejiao.

After a struggle in his heart, the Styx Patriarch gritted his teeth and turned to flee. He decided to leave here first, and after his injuries recovered, he would find a way to take back the God-killing Spear.

But just as the Styx Patriarch had escaped a short distance, a sword light fell from the sky, blocking his way. The Styx Patriarch saw this and his face changed drastically. In the sky, Lin Zhu was holding a long sword, looking at him with a cold expression.

"Styx, you want to escape?"

The Styx Patriarch looked at Lin Zhu, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Saint Hunyuan, you misunderstood. I... I just want to go out and get some fresh air."

"Huh, to breathe? I see you want to escape?"

Lin Zhu sneered, looked at the Styx Patriarch and said, "Today, if you don't hand over the God-killing Spear, don't even think about leaving here."

When the Styx Patriarch heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly. He looked at Lin Zhu and struggled in his heart. But thinking of Lin Zhu's strength, he knew that he might not be able to escape today.

"Okay, I'll pay it."

The Styx Patriarch gritted his teeth, took out the God-killing Spear from his bosom, and threw it at Lin Zhu. Seeing this, Lin Zhu stretched out his hand and grabbed the God-killing Spear. Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent came from the God-killing Spear, trying to invade Lin Zhu's mind. But Lin Zhu was a Hunyuan Saint, and his mind was firm. How could the God-killing Spear shake him?

Immediately, Lin Zhu suppressed the murderous intent of the God-killing Spear and put it away.

When the Styx Patriarch saw this scene, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He knew that the God-killing Spear was gone, and no matter how reluctant he was, it was useless.

"Lin Zhu, the God-killing Spear has been handed over. Can I leave now?"

The Styx Patriarch looked at Lin Zhu and asked cautiously. Lin Zhu nodded and said, "Well, you can go. But remember, don't mess with me again in the future, otherwise, I don't mind making your Netherworld Blood Sea disappear completely."

When the Styx Patriarch heard this, he was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He nodded quickly and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

After saying that, the Styx Patriarch turned around and fled towards the Netherworld Blood Sea. Lin Zhu looked at the Styx Patriarch's back, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. But thinking of the purpose of his trip, he finally let the Styx Patriarch go.

At this moment, Lin Zhu held the God-killing Spear in his hand, and his heart was filled with excitement. This God-killing Spear was the most powerful killing weapon in the prehistoric world, and its power was terrifying. With this God-killing Spear, his strength would definitely be able to reach a higher level.

Lin Zhu was about to return to the human race and practice in seclusion. But at this moment, suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky and blocked his way. The golden light dissipated, revealing the figure of the Taoist Jie Yin. The Taoist Jie Yin looked at Lin Zhu with a cold expression.

"Lin Zhu, hand over the God-killing Spear, or you will not be able to leave today."

Lin Zhu frowned when he saw it. He didn't expect that the Taoist Jie Yin would not give up. He sneered and said to the Taoist Jie Yin: "Jie Yin, you are really looking for death. I got this God-killing Spear by my own ability. Do you want to steal it?"

When the Taoist Jie Yin heard this, a trace of anger flashed across his face. He looked at Lin Zhu and said in a deep voice: "Lin Zhu, don't go too far. This God-killing Spear is a prehistoric weapon, and it should be suppressed by our Western Religion. If you don't hand it over, I'm afraid it will cause a catastrophe."

"catastrophe?"

Lin Zhu sneered, looked at the Taoist Jie Yin and said, "Jie Yin, are you qualified to talk to me about catastrophe? What the hell are you, the Western Religion? Are you qualified to control me?"

After saying that, Lin Zhu held the God-killing Spear and blasted towards the Taoist Jie Yin. Suddenly, the sword light and the golden light intertwined in the sky, and the two fought again.

This battle was more intense than the previous one. The Taoist Jie Yin had already spared no effort to snatch the God-killing Spear. And Lin Zhu, with the God-killing Spear in hand, had greatly increased his strength and was not afraid of the Taoist Jie Yin at all. In the sky, there was a constant roar, and the sword light and golden light intertwined, as if to tear the sky and the earth apart. The two fought fiercely, from the sky to the ground, from the east to the west, and the entire prehistoric world was shaken.

But as time went on, Jie Yin Taoist gradually fell into a disadvantage. Although he had the cultivation of the peak of Quasi-Sage, Lin Zhu was stronger than him. Especially with the God-killing Spear in hand, Lin Zhu's attack power had reached a terrifying level.

The more the Taoist Jie Yin fought, the more frightened he became. He had not expected that Lin Zhu's strength would be so strong. Originally, he thought that relying on his own cultivation, it would be easy to snatch the God-killing Spear. But now it seems that he was overthinking.

After struggling in his heart, Jie Yin Taoist knew that it would be difficult for him to snatch the God-killing Spear today. If he continued like this, he would probably die here.

Immediately, he made a feint and turned to escape.

Lin Zhu took one look, sneered, and chased after him with the God-killing Spear in hand. Today, he must let the Taoist Jie Yin know the consequences of stealing his things.

But at this moment, suddenly, a Buddha light descended from the sky and blocked Lin Zhu's way. Lin Zhu frowned when he saw it. He saw an old monk in the sky, holding a Zen stick, looking at him coldly.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please forgive others when you can. I hope you can let Junior Brother Jieyin go."

Lin Zhu looked at the old monk and couldn't help but frown. He felt that the old monk exuded a strong aura, and he was actually a strong man at the peak of the quasi-saint level. Moreover, from the looks of him, it seemed that he was here to guide the Taoist priest.

"Who are you?"

Lin Zhu looked at the old monk and asked in a cold voice. The old monk heard it, put his hands together and said: "I am Zhunti, the second leader of the Western Sect."

"Zhunti?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhu couldn't help but sneer. It turned out to be the second leader of the Western Religion. No wonder he came to receive the Taoist priest. Immediately, he looked at Zhunti and said, "Zhunti, you also want to steal my God-killing Spear?"

Upon hearing this, Zhunti shook his head and said, "You have misunderstood, my benefactor. I am not here for the God-killing Spear. However, Junior Brother Jieyin is the Grand Master of the Western Religion. I hope that my benefactor can spare him for the sake of the Western Religion."

"Let him go?"

Lin Zhu sneered, looked at Zhunti and said, "What the hell do you think you are, the Western Religion? Do you think you deserve my respect? Today, Jie Yin must die."

After saying that, Lin Zhu, holding the God-killing Spear, blasted towards Zhunti.

Suddenly, in the sky, the sword light and the Buddha light intertwined, and the two fought again. Zhunti's strength was almost the same as that of Jieyin Taoist, both of them were at the peak of Quasi-Sage.

But with the God-killing Spear in his hand, Lin Zhu's strength increased greatly and he was not afraid of Zhunti at all.

In the sky, there were constant roars, and the sword light and the Buddha light intertwined, as if to tear the world apart. Lin Zhu, holding the God-killing Spear, became more and more courageous as the battle went on, while Zhunti gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He was shocked. He didn't expect Lin Zhu's strength to be so strong. Originally, he thought that he and Jie Yin Taoist's strength were enough to suppress Lin Zhu. But now it seems that he thought too much. (End of this chapter)