Chapter 307: The seventh floor? (Third more!) (please subscribe!)
In the mountain stream not far away, the demon Ruxiao Tianjian chopped off Huo Xiaoyu's bones, only a burst of blood mist.
Lin Tian took the flying sword and looked at Liu Yingying, who was sitting limply on the ground and howling in grief. For a moment, he couldn't help being silent.
After a long while, he walked up to Liu Yingying a few steps, grabbed the latter's hand, probed it, and found that it was just grief and excessive blood instability.
"I'm sorry, Aunt Liu! I used to look at you, I have to bear it, but this time, I can't forgive her! She wants to kill you, and I can't have any hesitation or softheartedness. Her destiny! If I hesitate and listen to your request, I don't know how I will choose!"
Lin Tian stood up and sighed in secret, apologetically.
"No, Xiaotian! It's not to blame you, it's all her own crimes, she can't live!"
Liu Yingying choked with sadness and wiped her tears.
Lin Tian nodded silently, and then returned to his senses, his icy eyes fell on the remaining Wild God Sect elders who hadn't taken any action before, and there were about a hundred disciples.
The scenes of Lin Tian's action just now shocked them and beat them softly.
In their heads, there was just endless shock and shock, but they had forgotten to escape.
But even if they escape, they can't escape!
The flying sword that harvests a human head in midair is like a hanging death, and can kill them at any time!
really.
At this time, the people of the Desolate God Sect who had recovered from their spirits screamed in horror and turned and fled.
Wow~~
More than a hundred people broke apart, even those elders who had a foundation-building cultivation base, fled in a hurry, and ran faster.
Even the sect master who reached the false alchemy stage had no power to fight back, and was crucified to death on the cliff. What resistance did they resist?
Now all they have left is to escape!
It is a pity that no matter how fast they are, how fast they can be faster than Feijian!
What's more, the magic weapon made by the demon such as Xiaotian wood is so fast that it is a hundred times more terrifying than any magic weapon of the same rank.
It is Lin Tian's magic weapon, as long as it is within the range that Lin Tian's divine consciousness can cover, it can reach through the air!
Flying sword, take the enemy's head for thousands of miles!
And in the declining realm of cultivation on earth, the cultivators in the foundation-building period have basically never seen flying swords, and they are even less likely to have them. Only the legendary golden core ancestor can barely refine it!
This is why they were shocked when they saw Lin Tianyu using Feijian!
Whoosh~~
The demon Ruxiao Heavenly Sword pulled away a trail of afterimages in the air, like cyan lightning, filling the entire Desolate God Sect in the low altitude.
Puff puff puff puff ~ ~
One after another, huge human heads rolled to the ground with soaring blood.
This is a one-sided slaughter!
These monks in the foundation-building period and disciples of the big sect, who are usually above all, are no different from ordinary people at this time. They are so vulnerable!
And the scene before him was absolutely terrifying visual and psychological impact for the group of ordinary girls who had witnessed it with their own eyes, which would definitely make them remember for life, during which many people had passed out.
What they saw, compared to their more than ten years of experience, was terrible!
But Lin Tian looked as usual, those blood, those heads, those corpses, he had seen too many!
Any cultivator who is able to survive on the road to cultivating is all experiencing the sea of blood!
What's more, Lin Tian didn't have any softness towards these people in front of him. If he really let them go this time, he couldn't guarantee that they would not attack his family again. It would be better to eliminate the troubles forever!
Lin Tian, killing is an understatement, killing calmly!
The rest of the people in the Palace of Good Fortune and Danhua Gate were staring blankly. Many people couldn't help swallowing secretly, panicking, and a chill surged from the soles of their feet to the top of the heavenly spirit cover.
"It turns out that he is so powerful. He is not a Golden Core cultivator yet, but he has the same strength as a Golden Core cultivator!"
Gao Yang Jiajia stared at the monk of the Desolate God Sect who was reaping and fleeing while walking along the square from the back of Lin Tian. His beautiful eyes shone with adoration on his face.
Whoosh~~
The demon flew back like Xiaotian, and the Desolate God Sect was completely destroyed!
Lin Tian took the flying sword and looked at the coquettish woman in red dress in front of the Desolate Shenzong Hall.
"Who on earth are you? I don't care about the life or death of the Desolate God Sect, but you must give an account if you have ruined the good things in this palace!"
Thirteen Yue looked at Lin Tian in shock and anger, and said angrily.
She only had the cultivation base of the fake alchemy stage, she knew the gap between her strength and Lin Tian, and she did not dare to take it lightly.
"The cultivation technique of the Desolate God Sect requires a woman as a furnace and is assisted by Yin Yuan. You provided it?"
Lin Tian stared at the woman coldly, his spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire hall. When he found that Lin Xiaoqing was lying in a coma with a few girls in a room, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Give you a chance, self-defeating cultivation, and then roll!"
"you wanna die!"
Thirteen months was frightened and shouted: "Do you know who I am? I am from the seventh floor of Buzhou Mountain. Are you sure you want to fight us?"
Seventh floor!
After hearing the words of Thirteen Months, Union Law Enforcer Wu Dongbin's complexion changed obviously, and he was a little afraid.
Bu Zhoushan, the seventh floor?
It was the first time that Lin Tian heard about this force, but he was just taken aback, and then he didn't care about it, and said coldly: "I care about you on the sixth floor and seventh floor. Now I don’t do what I said. Your death date!"
Thirteen months, pretty face changed, suddenly turned and swept towards the hall.
Lin Tian's eyes condensed, and the flying sword in his hand shot out, piercing the opponent's back.
However, this sword was not fatal, but severely wounded Thirteen months.
When Lin Tian rushed over, she had already seen Thirteen Yue carrying a few girls beside her, her hands lingering in real energy.
Among them is Lin Xiaoqing.
As long as she takes a shot, Lin Xiaoqing will follow Xiang Xiaoyu's death.
Thirteen months wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, pressed the wound on her body, and sneered at the same time: "I know that there is your sister among them. If you dare to go one step further or fly the sword away, I will let them die directly! Now, your only choice is to abolish your cultivation base!"
"it is good!"
Lin Tian threw away the flying sword in his hand and prepared to take a palm towards his dantian.
Seeing this, Gao Yang Jiajia and others' faces changed suddenly.
However, an astonishing pressure rushed out of the sky and instantly fell on Thirteen Moon.
"Spiritualism!"
Lin Tian shouted in a low voice, and the demon Ru Xiaotian that fell on the ground shot out at the same time, and severely chopped down at Thirteen Moon.
Thirteen months subconsciously reacted, she was about to avoid, and then her life was saved, but one arm was cut off.
Lin Tian took advantage of this moment and took advantage of this, and took Lin Xiaoqing and other women back.
After checking Lin Xiaoqing's body quickly, she was sure that there was nothing wrong with just passing out of a coma, and Lin Tian was completely relieved.
Among the girls, Lin Tian's eyes fell on one person, and he couldn't help being stunned.
One of them was a teenage girl who was very familiar with her. She was the girl with a peaked cap selling ancient paintings he met when he bought Danlu in the antique shop of Gu Xiangdao. Finally, he got the ancient pictures of Tai Chi Ding.
Is it?
Just when Lin Tian thought of something, Gao Yang Jiajia rushed up and hugged the girl, "Is my junior sister okay?"
"She is your junior sister!"
Although Lin Tian had some guesses, he was still taken aback.
