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His magical power flowed into the talisman in his hand.

The spiritual light on the surface of the talisman immediately dimmed to the naked eye.

Then, another beast tide of the same size and number appeared.

Fang Mu pressed his palm hard against the storage bag at his waist.

Take out three Heavenly Thunder Coins.

They cleared away the beast horde in front of them once again.

He then didn't wait for the other party to summon another beast shadow.

A flash of inspiration appeared in his hand, and a brand new talisman appeared, shimmering with a blue light.

Azure Mirror.

The mirror slammed down on the enemy.

A streak of blue light flew out.

It landed on Lin Tianrou's head.

Lin Tianrou paused abruptly as she activated the talisman in her hand.

It only took this short time.

A needle of ice, as thick as a cow's hair, streaked through the air.

With lightning speed, it moved like a broken line.

It made a turn in mid-air, bypassing a protective spirit shield in front of it.

A blue light flashed between Lin Tianrou's eyebrows.

He was struck dumb, as if frozen in place.

He remained completely still.

His hand held the talisman, still in the action of infusing it with magical power.

The light in his eyes visibly disappeared.

With a thud, he collapsed to the ground.

Fang Mu skillfully began to examine the corpse.

They took the talisman from his hands.

This talisman possesses three-tenths of the power of a magic weapon.

It is a top-tier talisman, extremely rare.

Drop a fireball to destroy the evidence.

Fang Mu dared not linger and flew towards the outside of Jingu Plain.

His face was solemn, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

At any cost.

He took out a cyan mid-level talisman, the Gale Talisman, and slapped it against his chest.

A mid-level talisman is equivalent to the power of a full-force attack in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

In an instant, his body was enveloped by a gust of blue wind.

The speed increased dramatically.

Like a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator specializing in speed and movement techniques.

Running wildly toward the horizon.

If he wasn't mistaken.

This is a talisman treasure whose power reaches three-tenths of that of a magic weapon.

Each one produced will cause enormous damage to the magic item itself.

Even a Core Formation expert wouldn't do something that would lower their combat power.

There is only one type of person in this world who would do such a thing.

That's right, it refers to people whose lifespan is coming to an end and who are on the verge of death.

Lin Tianrou possesses numerous treasures, making her undoubtedly a direct descendant of some Core Formation expert.

In addition, there is this top-tier protective talisman.

He is definitely that old monster's trusted successor.

Fang Mu killing Lin Tianrou meant severing the legacy of that Core Formation old monster.

It's like an enemy who blocked your way.

No wonder he didn't even check the enemy's storage bag.

Without saying a word, he used his speed to flee for his life.

"I just hope that old demonic cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage isn't near Golden Drum Plain!"

Fang Mu silently prayed for himself.

Pray that the other person is not nearby, otherwise, his life is in danger!

Although he possesses a wealth of treasures and outstanding combat power.

However, Fang Mu did not believe that he was qualified to fight against a Core Formation expert.

The only means he possessed that could threaten a Core Formation expert was the Heavenly Thunder Seed.

just.

The power of the Heavenly Thunder is indeed immense, capable of destroying everything.

However, the opponent won't just stand there and let you hit them.

The Nascent Soul stage monsters all have many hidden cards and are quite fast; if they throw out the Heavenly Thunder Spear, it will most likely miss.

Just as Lin Tianrou died.

At the edge of Jingu Plain, in a secluded camp.

Several powerful figures were sitting there, discussing something in hushed tones.

This is clearly a major base where the demonic path infiltrated Jingu Plain.

Inside, everyone was at the Core Formation stage.

Those in the Foundation Establishment stage are only fit to guard the gate for them.

Suddenly, an old man with white hair and beard appeared, looking very old, with a thick aura of death emanating from his face.

He suddenly frowned and looked down.

A jade pendant hanging from his waist.

The jade pendant faintly depicts the figure of a effeminate young man.

Click!

A through crack appeared on the jade pendant, with countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading across it.

It eventually shattered into tiny fragments, scattering across the ground.

"No!"

Suddenly, a heartbroken old man's voice rang out during the meeting.

Everyone immediately stopped discussing and looked at the old man.

"What's wrong? Lin Yinmao, you're an old man who's lived for over four hundred years, how could you behave so inappropriately in this situation?"

Someone immediately asked.

The old man seemed not to hear, and picked up the jade pendant powder as if it were a treasure.

Two streams of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his face contorted with glee.

He said bitterly:

"Tianrou, my good grandson, I have poured all my heart and soul into you, hoping that you will inherit my mantle and carry on the glory of my Lin family."

Worried that something might happen to you, I risked damaging my own magical artifact to give you a top-tier, powerful talisman.

But you…

Upon hearing this, the others immediately fell silent.

Their expressions varied.

Some people were gossiping and watching the spectacle with interest.

Some people expressed sympathy.

Some people, however, had a look of schadenfreude in their eyes.

"My time is drawing near, so I ventured out of the demonic kingdom and came to Golden Drum Plain to carry out this extremely dangerous infiltration mission."

This was all for the purpose of building up the Lin family's foundation.

But now my dear grandson is dead.

Everything has lost its meaning.

From this day forward, I have no other ambition. Even if it costs me my life, I will find the murderer who killed my grandson and tear him to pieces. Ladies and gentlemen, I will not accompany you!

Ignoring his current mission, the old man Lin Yinmao turned around, cupped his hands in farewell to the crowd, and took his leave.

Without waiting for their response, it walked out of the tent on its own and flew towards a certain direction on the horizon.

Now let's talk about Fang Mu on the other side.

The blue talisman on his chest had exhausted its power.

Spontaneous combustion without a flame.

It turned into a pile of ashes.

It was blown away by the oncoming gale.

Fang Mu did not wait for the speed to decrease.

He slapped the same Swift Wind Talisman onto his chest once more.

His figure flew relentlessly toward the horizon.

It flew over half the area of ​​Jingu Plain.

Just then.

A black dot of light appeared behind me.

Extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, it shrank to the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean.

They sped towards him from behind.

"You will pay with your life for killing my precious grandson!"

Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily!

I'll give you a good beating, then I'll collect your soul and use it to light a sky lantern for hundreds of years!

An old man's voice, filled with uncontrollable rage yet full of vigor, boomed like thunder behind Fang Mu.

Fang Mu did not turn around.

His response was a blue bead with crackling, electric arcs swirling around its surface.

The bead traced a graceful arc in the air.

It flew straight at the old man's face.

I could feel the destructive, explosive energy inside.

This is a rare, one-time use treasure powerful enough to harm someone in the Core Formation stage.

The old man, Lin Yinmao, frowned.

He shifted his body to the side, abandoning straight flight, and dodged the lightning bolt.

But with this action, the forward escape light was canceled.

Their movements slowed down.

He bit his tongue, spitting out a mist of blood, and used a secret technique to activate his escape light.

They resumed their original speed and quickly chased after the figure ahead.