Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 110 Fighting Two Core Formation Stage cultivators alone! (Seeking votes at the end of the month~)

The deep valley returned to silence.

Sweat beaded on Feng Yinglong's forehead as he trembled and hung precariously in mid-air.

The sound of thunder from just now still echoed in my mind.

He looked at Lin Shu in disbelief, his gaze passing through the surging black flames and landing on the other's right palm, which was not yet fully lowered.

Such powerful lightning magic, actually from a Foundation Establishment cultivator... Ha!

"He's not at the Foundation Establishment stage!"

Feng Yinglong suddenly woke up, beads of sweat rolling down his face.

At this moment, the young man was clearly at the early stage of Core Formation, and his cultivation was even more stable and powerful than his own, with faint signs of breaking through to the next level!

Looking again at the wolf shadow formed by the billowing black flames, its ferocity soared to the sky, and it no longer resembled a disciple of a celestial being.

Is it some kind of secret technique? Or has the other party been concealing their cultivation level all along?

"General Xu, perhaps he is the Moon-Devouring Demon General!"

"Junior brother, I will now help you subdue this fiend and avenge our captains!"

Feng Yinglong dared not hesitate any longer, and in a few words he extricated himself from the situation, never mentioning his grudge against Lin Shu.

Besides.

Xu Zhonglin had previously withstood most of the lightning strike.

Although the remaining part was still terrifying, Feng Yinglong was actually capable of stopping it, at most he would have to pay a price.

His instinctive choice to avoid it led to the tragic deaths of many captains behind him.

This matter must not be allowed to catch this lieutenant off guard.

"I don't need your noise."

Xu Zhonglin suffered heavy losses, and his voice carried a chilling murderous intent.

He slammed his hand on the Xuanjia armor, shattering the remaining lightning plasma within.

This set of close-fitting armor is incredibly mysterious; it can not only detect the spying of a split soul, but also protect against lightning and fire.

Only a junior officer of the Demon Slayer Division is qualified to wear it.

Although it lacks spiritual power, it cannot be called a magic weapon.

However, in terms of its own quality, it is in no way inferior to the former, at least it cannot be compared with so-called magical artifacts.

"If what you rely on is this thunder magic."

"Then I, Xu, will accept your head!"

Before the whistle could even be heard, the figure in black armor had already stepped across the sky.

He loosely clenched his fist, and a stream of light flowed out from the storage bag.

In his palm, it transformed into a halberd gleaming with cold light, which turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon with a rich aura.

This person was so fast that even Feng Yinglong's spiritual sense could not keep up with him.

He couldn't help but show a look of joy.

It should be noted that Lin Shu is most famous for his unpredictable and elusive lightness technique.

It now seems that Xu Jiang was also well-versed in this art.

If that kid wanted to escape now, it wouldn't be so easy.

Driven by the vast spiritual power, the roar of a ferocious beast rang out from the sharp halberd, and the entire deep valley trembled the moment it was raised!

Clang!

The dull thud echoed like the resounding toll of a bronze bell.

Xu Zhonglin outwardly disdainful of the lightning technique, but in reality, the instant he burst forth, he unleashed dozens of invisible arrows aimed directly at the youth's soul.

However, even with the combined attacks of the Lightness Technique and the Divine Soul Technique, the halberd still failed to sever Lin Shu's head.

It was suspended in mid-air, steadily held in place by a piece of ancient tortoise shell.

"It really was you."

The moment Xu Zhonglin saw this object, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he had no more doubts.

Gong Yue died at the hands of this so-called Manager Lin.

I still remember that earlier at the inn, this fiend sat next to the Yu family's immortal descendant and asked me, without batting an eye, which of us looked like a demon.

Don't you know which one is the demon?!

"A hand as white as the moon!"

Although it is unknown why the opponent was still able to summon a magical artifact in time after being hit by the soul-piercing arrow.

But Xu Zhonglin was already in front of him, so how could he possibly give the other party a chance to use thunder magic?

He suddenly released his halberd, and beneath his black armor, his two arms were covered in spiritual energy, transforming from his arms to his fingertips into flawless jade.

This is a celestial technique that is directly descended from the Radiant Moon Claw Technique and leads directly to the ninth rank of Core Formation.

The fist, carrying the force to shatter mountains and overturn seas, slammed fiercely into the young man's slightly raised face.

The next moment, a strong wind blew, and Lin Shu suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Under the aura of a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, it simply vanished into thin air.

"General Xu, be careful!"

Feng Yinglong suddenly cried out in surprise.

In his line of sight, Xu Zhonglin suddenly threw a punch, his body poised to lunge forward.

Behind him, a gentle breeze rippled through the air, and he reappeared as a long, dark blue robe.

Lin Shu acted much faster than he could have warned him.

boom!

The young man suddenly raised his leg, his long boots stomping fiercely on the waist, the weakest point of the general's black armor.

The rampant spiritual energy that had enveloped the deep valley suddenly began to dissipate.

"Crack."

Xu Zhonglin's eyes widened, his face contorted, and his mouth gaped open, feeling as if his entire waist had been nearly snapped by a terrifying force.

He had not yet regained his footing.

Lin Shu's sleeves billowed up, revealing red lines appearing on her fair skin.

The same punch was thrown, but this time it landed heavily on the back of the lieutenant's head!

He had no intention of directly confronting those white jade arms; every move he made was aimed at their weak and fatal points.

boom!

The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly solidified, like a piece of clear glass.

It was clearly an invisible object, yet fine cracks spread like a spider web, and even made crackling sounds.

Another protective magic spell?

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow, noticing the unusual sensation coming from the knuckles of her fist.

Without the slightest hesitation, he changed his fist into a palm, his five fingers gripping Xu Zhonglin's head tightly, and purplish-black lightning began to gather in his palm.

A torrent of lightning spilled from between his fingers, crackling loudly, and an aura of destruction once again filled the air.

He was actually planning to deliver a chilling lightning strike right up to the other person's head!

"The moon's heart is shattered."

Xu Zhonglin's expression had changed from furious anger to utter terror.

In terms of both immortal techniques and cultivation, he far surpasses this boy.

But that strange disappearance gave the other party a moment to seize the opportunity.

What terrified Xu Zhonglin most was the man's ruthlessness and skill in combat.

In that brief moment of distraction, the beast almost took his life!

He had only just grasped the essence of this sixth-grade Core Formation Immortal Technique, barely qualifying as an entry-level practitioner.

But at this moment, it became his only way to save himself.

"Well……"

In a place where no one could hear, the Lord of the Filthy Moon Wolf let out a muffled groan.

It first lent its magic power to Lin Shu, and then it helped him deflect those dozens of divine soul arrows.

In essence, he was still just a newly grown immortal descendant, and he finally felt somewhat strained when facing this third-grade divine soul immortal technique.

"call."

Lin Shu seemed to see countless white moon-shaped blades slashing towards her.

Most of it was swallowed up by the black flame wolf shadow, but a few remnants still entered his brow.

The purplish-black lightning in his palm suddenly dissipated.

Sensing the young man's dazed state, Xu Zhonglin once again mobilized his spiritual power, intending to use a lightness technique to escape first.

But at that moment, Lin Shu's pupils suddenly turned into a crimson glass.

When the Lord of the Filthy Moon Wolf came of age, his divine soul also grew.

Even though he staggered, he still rushed forward and stomped hard on the lieutenant's back.

Immediately, a demon-binding rope appeared in his hand, which he swiftly and neatly looped around the man's neck, and then he suddenly exerted force with both arms!

"Well!"

Xu Zhonglin's forehead was covered with blue veins, and his whole body was stretched into an outward-curving bow.

He gripped the demon-binding rope around his neck tightly with his white jade hands, feeling as if his head was about to be ripped off alive.

The Moonlit Jade Hand, a seventh-grade Core Formation technique, and the Mad Lion Blood Burning Technique, a perfect eighth-grade Core Formation technique.

Under nearly identical forces.

The two remained locked in a stalemate.

"..."

Just as Xu Zhonglin was thwarted, Feng Yinglong, his face filled with horror, quietly fled out of the valley.

The strength that Lin Shu displayed had already exceeded his previous understanding.

When the clams fight, the fisherman runs away first.

This is a matter concerning the Demon Slayer Bureau and the demons; what does it have to do with me?

Just then, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The outcome is still uncertain. What if Xu Zhonglin has a backup plan and is still alive?

If Master finds out... wouldn't he, Feng, be condemned as a monster?

When Feng Yinglong turned around, he saw a scene where neither of them could gain the upper hand.

The young man was clearly still caught up in the divine magic, his eyes were still cloudy, and he only instinctively grabbed the demon-binding rope.

"It's time for Mr. Feng to take his revenge."

His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

In an instant, the spiritual power of the early stage of Core Formation surged forth, transforming into layers of azure gales.

"General Xu, your junior brother is coming to your aid!"

Feng Yinglong was merely a disciple of Xing Shi; he lacked the talent to comprehend the Yu family's sword techniques.

But given his cultivation level, with a wave of his sleeve, a gust of wind transformed into feathers, enveloping him entirely in the phantom of a giant bird.

The Azure Phoenix sings a song on the wind!

With a look of excitement on his face, he roared as he charged toward the slightly thin, dark blue figure.

"..."

Lin Shu's expression was indifferent, and his loose-fitting blue robe was swept up by the strong wind.

Hearing the screech behind him, a hint of annoyance flashed across his face.

pat.

He threw away the demon-binding rope in his hand, slowly turned around, and then threw a simple and brutal punch.

Blood energy intertwined with rolling black flames, and a powerful force and spiritual energy roared out, tearing apart the giant bird phantom with overwhelming force!

puff.

The pale arm, stained with crimson lines, pierced straight through the intruder's chest, shattering a horrifyingly large, gaping hole.

Blood plasma dripped down his arm like a stream.

"Ho! Ho!"

Feng Yinglong's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he stared at the young man's scarlet pupils, which were filled with ferocity.

Then he stared blankly down at the large hole in his chest.

He was dizzy and couldn't understand anything.

The two fought for so long without a clear winner.

Why did I end up like this just because I meddle a little?

Under the corrosive influence of the blood, Feng Yinglong was quickly stripped of his life force and crashed to the ground with a thud.

"call."

Lin Shu casually pulled her arm away and turned to look ahead.

The lieutenant was protected by black armor and held a long halberd.

With the dual blessing of protective and lightness-body immortal techniques, and having also mastered the entangling combat technique of the White Jade Arm, it was precisely because of this that it sought to get close to him.

Why is this person joining in the fun?

He was interrupted by Feng Yinglong.

Xu Zhonglin had already rushed out of the deep valley.

Lin Shuli stood still, not giving chase, but observing carefully for a few moments.

After confirming that the other party really had no other tricks up their sleeve.

He finally made a hand seal.

For Lin Shu right now, the biggest problem is that she doesn't have enough magic power.

For example, the Netherworld Cold Thunder and the Taiyin Blood Illumination are both area-of-effect killing moves, and they are two major users of spiritual energy.

If they are used simultaneously, it won't be long before they drain the Filthy Moon Wolf Lord dry.

Considering that Xu Zhonglin's magical artifacts were all made by the Qi family, and that the treasure armor had a miraculous effect on the soul.

That's why he chose the Netherworld Thunder.

Of course, if you work yourself to exhaustion, you can make up for it with ill-gotten gains, but the price is just too high.

It's like coming here for nothing today.

As for the items Lin Shu is currently mobilizing, the consumption is even greater than that of the two immortal techniques.

Therefore, it is necessary to wait until the adjutant has exhausted all his trump cards and is confident enough before using them, striving for a fatal blow.

"Ho! Ho!"

Xu Zhonglin finally escaped the deep valley and looked back in fear.

Only after confirming that Lin Shu had not caught up did he reveal a bitter smile.

so horrible!

The other party's methods were far more comprehensive than any cultivator he knew.

He didn't even bother to cast a spell, yet he blocked the third-grade Moon Wheel Heart-Splitting Technique during the Core Formation stage.

Fortunately, as long as I can escape, I can gather all the other generals and bring along the immortal descendants of the Yu family to wipe out this scoundrel!

Xu Zhonglin dared not linger any longer and quickly averted his gaze.

He stumbled forward, only to suddenly freeze in place as if struck by lightning.

Above, amidst the moss-covered rocks and giant trees, hung a massive, round object, at least twenty or thirty feet long, quietly.

Its body was thicker than a large tree, and its black scales made a swishing sound as they rubbed against the stone surface.

That hideous head had somehow drooped down above his own head.

"Ah...ah..."

Xu Zhonglin raised his head, his pupils as small as pinpoints.

Even now, he wouldn't mistake this for a descendant of some immortal family, because the aura of a magical artifact emanating from it was unmistakably obvious.

That wonderful taste that evokes both fear and ecstasy!

He even felt a slight sense of familiarity.

Just before setting off, a descendant of the Liu family asked me to help find some of his disciples after I arrived in Shihu City on the border.

The disciples are not important; what matters is this magical artifact.

According to the immortals, this Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet is extremely close to the level of a magic weapon.

It now seems that He underestimated this thing.

"Why...why...does everything...have to do with you...?"

Xu Zhonglin swayed, laughing and crying at the same time, tears streaming down his face.

Under the gaze of this terrifying and malevolent dragon, he had already suffered a mental breakdown and was on the verge of madness.

"You're the future leader of the mountain, you're the demon general carrying the flag, and now you're even the ruthless thief stealing the treasure!"

The lieutenant watched helplessly as the evil dragon opened its blood-red maw and swallowed him whole.

He uttered a final, high-pitched, and piercing lament.

Then, pale and weak, his voice barely audible, he chuckled tremulously, "Haha, I found it, I found it..."

Crackling sounds.

The Ink Dragon Sword Bracelet is, after all, just a magical artifact. Even if it possesses sentience, it cannot truly eat like a living creature.

It simply used hundreds of chilling sword energies to scrape the person inside its abdomen into blood and foam.

Then he slowly lowered his head and spat out a suit of armor and a storage bag that radiated a mysterious light.

"return."

Lin Shu fiddled with Feng Yinglong's storage bag and strolled out of the passage.

He didn't expect Xu Zhonglin to give up resistance, which was good, as it saved him another bad sum of money.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace of their victims; the one who kills a mere mortal is rewarded with three hundred and twenty taels of silver."

As the notification appeared, the terrifying evil dragon transformed into a stream of light and fell into Lin Shu's palm.

Compared to before, its appearance hasn't changed much, except that the two gems representing the eyes have turned blood red.

In addition, the entire bracelet was covered with a layer of swirling black mist.

Even a cultivator like Lin Shu, who was used to using ill-gotten gains, couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of unease just from holding it in his hand.

Even if others were to steal it, they probably wouldn't be able to refine it.

"So I guess I still have to play the demon general."

Lin Shu flipped through the prompts one by one.

The total price for the more than twenty captains was 190 taels of silver, while Feng Yinglong's price was 140 taels.

Including this lieutenant.

This trip cost 650 taels of silver.

Since I arrived at Yongzhou Pass, I haven't earned as much as I have this time combined.

"Done, job done."