"Go up and take a look, don't grab things, just find an opportunity to ask Yun Piaoyan about the Baiyun Sect, and then leave." Jiang Lin, who hesitated, glanced at the blood and corpses on the ground of the empty hall on the first floor, frowned and became more careful in his heart, and walked towards the second floor.

The second floor of the main hall is a circle smaller than the first floor. However, the quality of magic weapons is much higher than that of the first floor. There are even magic tricks and elixirs, but these magic tricks and elixirs are all occupied by Chi Jianzi and Wen Ruyu.

There were only a few magic weapons, magic tricks and elixirs, which allowed other monks to continue to compete. The disciples of Wanjian Sect joined forces to conquer a good magic weapon. Some advanced magic weapons, those cultivators above the out-of-body stage who were originally not in the first level, also took action to snatch some.

As long as the disciples of Wanjian Sect and Wen Ruyu and others snatched things, other monks would snatch away the things they snatched and then snatched other things. Therefore, although the cultivators who came up were two-thirds less than those on the first level, due to the actions of Wen Ruyu and others, the snatched things were suddenly less and the battle became more intense.

Jiang Lin walked to the corner of his eyes and stood there, not participating in this snatch. Except for Yun Piaoyan and Wen Ruyu, who paid a little attention to Jiang Lin. Others did not pay any attention to Jiang Lin, a late-stage cultivator in the Jindan stage. After all, the cultivators on the second level were all cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage, so naturally no one took Jiang Lin, who was also a cultivator in the Jindan stage seriously.

"This gain is pretty good, very perfect. Well, let's fight to the death for those inexperienced things, let's go to the third floor. But Chi Jianzi, your disciples must stay here to guard the gate." After dividing the top things on the second floor, Wen Ruyu glanced at the monk who was still killing each other for the sake of fighting for things, and showed an evil smile on his face.

"Okay, Jianqing, you are here and you are not allowed to go up. The violator will kill directly with Wanjian Sect for the enemy. Jianqing, come up with me." Chi Jianzi knew that Wen Ruyu and others from the first and second things were not favored, so he took a little advantage. However, Wen Ruyu and others on the third level would definitely not let the disciples of Wanjian Sect touch the point, so Chi Jianzi could only nod and agree.

"Yes! Elder Chi (Master)." The man called Jian Qing, Yun Piaoyan, and other disciples of Wanjian Sect bowed to Chi Jianzi, and then after Chi Jianzi and others went to the third floor, they blocked the stairs leading to the third floor.

Although Wen Ruyu and others were angry about Chi Jianzi bringing Jian Qing with him, they saw Jian Qing's cultivation level above the out-of-body stage rippling on Jian Qing's body. Wen Ruyu and others frowned. After all, what they said just now was that cultivators above the out-of-body stage could go to the third level. At this time, they did not have a reason to organize Jian Qing to go up.

"Bastard, if it weren't for you, that magic weapon should be mine." A monk lost the battle for the last magic weapon. He was a little angry and locked his eyes on Jiang Lin. Then he slapped Jiang Lin with a palm.

As soon as the monk raised his palm, his palm turned red. Then even the air was a little rolling high temperature rose from the monk's palm and slapped directly at Jiang Lin. This was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who wanted to vent his anger. Although he might not have done his best, it would make any Jindan cultivator uncomfortable, and even if he was unlucky, he would lose his life directly.

Seeing this monk venting, the other monks stood beside him with a sneer and looked coldly. The survival of the weak in the world of cultivation is even more cruel than the world of mortals. The lives of the weak are not as good as those of the strong, so these people are not only unorganized, but they look more interested in watching the show.

Yun Piaoyan, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, couldn't help but exclaim, drawing his sword to help Jiang Lin, but the distance was too far and there was no time. He could only watch the palm fall to Jiang Lin's head, and Jiang Lin seemed to be frightened by the huge momentum of the palm, and he stood there motionlessly.

"Kill!" The other party's unreasonable venting made Jiang Lin's eyes turn blood red in an instant. A blood light flashed away. All the monks who saw this blood light couldn't help but shiver and looked at Jiang Lin in horror.

After the blood light flashed, the monk who wanted to vent his anger still stopped his body instantly, and his palm stopped less than three inches from Jiang Lin's forehead. The heat on his palm curled Jiang Lin's hair up.

Puchi! A stream of blood was sprayed out from the forehead of the monk Jiang Lin, and then the blood formed a blood line, extending down from the monk's forehead until the monk splits in half from the middle. Seeing this scene, all the monks exclaimed business and immediately distanced themselves from Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin, who killed this monk, kept flashing blood in his eyes, and a stronger and stronger smell of blood stimulated Jiang Lin's mind, making Jiang Lin feel urge to pull out the Qingfeng sword and kill all the monks in front of him.

Qingming and killing continued to change in Jiang Lin's eyes, and Jiang Lin's body couldn't help but tremble. A murderous aura that made all the cultivators frightened was constantly rippling on Jiang Lin. Everyone looked at Jiang Lin like a killing god walking out of hell.

Swish! All the disciples of Wanjian Sect pulled out their flying swords and pointed at Jiang Lin. Originally, when Jiang Lin was attacked, Yun Piaoyan instantly flew out of his body, and looked like he wanted to go up to help. However, the disciples of Wanjian Sect were very confused. However, it seemed that they admired their senior sister very much. Obviously, they thought that Yun Piaoyan discovered Jiang Lin’s inappropriateness at the first time. Drawing the sword was not to save Jianlin, but to prevent Jiang Lin from rushing to the third floor stairway passage.

Jiang Lin, who was trembling all over, was greatly killed by the strong smell of blood that suddenly appeared. However, Jiang Lin could still control himself. In the Dantian condensed by the killing power, Jiang Lin's huge golden golden elixir emitted a strong earth power, and slightly suppressed the killing power in the irritable killing elixir.

A golden light flashed through Jiang Lin's pupils, and then instantly replaced the blood light in Jiang Lin's eyes. Jiang Lin's trembling body slowly returned to calm. However, Jiang Lin's face became very serious.

"Leave here, hurry!" Jiang Lin's face changed drastically when he swept to the first floor hall. He roared. His eyes glanced at Yun Piaoyan and bumped into the window on the second floor.

Jiang Lin's reaction made all the monks feel a little puzzled. Yun Piaoyan's body hesitated for a moment, but he still followed Jiang Lin's words and rushed towards the window closest to him. Before the person could pass by, he split the window open. Although he didn't know why Jiang Lin shouted this at this time, Yun Piaoyan decided to believe Jiang Lin once.

Buzz! Just when all the monks felt inexplicable, the entire hall suddenly trembled. A barrier rose from all around the hall and expanded toward the surroundings, instantly covering the entire demon-cultivation temple.

The blood and body left by the monks fighting in the entire Xiumo Temple were all squirming as if they were being pulled and squirmed. They kept thinking that the ground had oozed, and the original corpse instantly turned into mummies. Countless monks hiding in the Xiumo Temple did not leave to sacrifice and refine new magic weapons, and the monks who had just flocked to Xiumo Temple, couldn't help but scream.

The barriers spread from the main hall to the surrounding areas gradually became stronger as they expanded, and a strong smell of blood began to gush out from the roots, gradually dyeing the colorless energy into blood red.

"Bastard, that's not a powerful magic weapon at all, but a mechanism. We have touched a very powerful ban in the Xiumo Temple. Get out of here quickly."

When Jiang Lin jumped from the second floor and saw the barrier covering his head and the bloody color that kept climbing up to cover the sky, the third city of the main hall also burst out with anger, and Wen Ruyu and others were bounced out in a mess.

"Fly up and work together to break the ban and let's leave here." Seeing the bloody color rising from the surrounding barriers, Chi Jianzi's face changed drastically. He immediately flew towards the barrier that was not infected by blood in the sky. The disciples of Wanjian Sect and other cultivators who reacted quickly followed.

"Don't keep it together, otherwise we will die here." Chi Jianzi, who was flying in front, roared at everyone, and then the flying sword under his feet instantly turned into a giant flaming sword and slashed towards the barrier in the sky. Wen Ruyu and others also took out their magic weapons at the same time, and their faces were solemn to attack with Chi Jianzi.

Buzz! The attacks of Chi Jianzi and others made huge ripples on the barrier, constantly thinking about the blood rushing from the barrier, and crawling faster towards the barrier. And the entire Xiumo Temple made a cracking sound, and it actually began to sink.

"Inject all your spiritual power into my flying sword quickly, otherwise you will die." Chi Jianzizi was furious, and the white hair tied to his head broke free from the constraints and kept dancing, but he looked like an angry madman.

"Do as he said." Wen Ruyu gritted her teeth and was the first to inject his spiritual power into Chi Jianzi's flying sword. Then there was the first and the second. All the monks flying into the sky knew that this was a critical moment of life and death, and Chi Jianzi was the only hope for these people to go out.

"Break it for me!" After absorbing the spiritual power of so many people, the flying sword in Chi Jianzi's hand did not become larger, but instead became smaller, becoming like a flying sword, with substantial sword lights spitting on it, and then directly slashed on the barrier that was not invaded by blood.

Buzz! The barrier trembled violently, Chi Jianzi's face turned fierce, and he spitted a mouthful of blood on his flying sword. The flying sword, which was originally stalemate with the barrier, instantly burst out with great power, and the violently trembling barrier was torn apart in an instant.
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