Chapter 161 The monks’ battle news

Hiss!

Before the blood-red giant snake even got close, the fishy wind hit us first!

Lin Shen's expression did not change, he raised his hand slightly, and a blazing white lightning shot out in an instant, blasting the incoming blood-red giant snake into blood mist with a crackling sound.

Looking at this scene, Yi Sufeng couldn't help but sigh.

Although she did not use her full strength to attack this blow, it was not something that an ordinary Mingqiao realm practitioner with seven or eight meridians cultivation could withstand.

What's more, Lin Shen seems to be clearly not trying his best!

Despite this, Yi Sufeng not only did not give up, but felt excited in her heart.

"Although this person is not a female cultivator, if she uses it to refine it into soul beads and feed them to the Rakshasa witches, she should be able to increase her cultivation level a lot!"

On this trip to Xuandu Mountain, in addition to acquiring Xuanhua Liquid, Yi Sufeng also had another purpose to collect the souls of practitioners and put them into the Rakshasa Mirror to increase their power.

During the Xuandu Conference, the mountain guard formation was opened. The practitioners on Xuandu Mountain could not leave before the expiration of January. Therefore, many evil cultivators or members of the Demon Sect took advantage of this opportunity to go into the mountain to kill people and take souls.

To refine evil spells or refine evil weapons.

Yi Sufeng is one of them.

In her early years, she obtained a mysterious weapon called the Rakshasa Mirror.

This mirror can collect human souls, regardless of male or female.

If the soul of a beautiful female cultivator is taken in, it can be refined into a Rakshasa witch and used to drive and defend enemies.

If you are a male cultivator or a female cultivator with average appearance, you can throw it into the soul-transforming pool in the mirror, refine it into soul beads, and feed them to the Rakshasa witches to eat to increase your cultivation level.

Relying on this square Rakshasa mirror, Yi Sufeng gained a great reputation as a casual cultivator.

Although she only had more than ten meridians, many of the practitioners who died under her were masters with more than twenty meridians.

It was precisely because of this that after discovering Lin Shen's strength, she continued to take action without hesitation.

Whether this person is a sect disciple or a casual cultivator, there is no difference in Xuandu Mountain. Even if he is killed, who will know that she did it?

As her thoughts flashed through her mind, Yi Sufeng's eyes were filled with coldness, but a charming smile appeared on her face.

"Young Master, how about you try this Rakshasa mirror from the slave family!"

The moment the words fell, Yi Sufeng had an antique-colored small bronze mirror exuding bursts of black air in her hand. She flicked her white wrist, and Lin Shen's vision was in a trance for an instant. When he came back to his senses,

At that time, I found that there was already white mist all around.

The shadows of people in the fog were so dense that it was hard to count how many there were.

"This is an illusion!"

The seemingly similar scene triggered Lin Shen's memory.

It was a similar situation when I was trapped in the illusion created by Xiao Ai.

Although he was trapped in an illusion, Lin Shen still looked as normal and stood calmly on the spot with his hands behind his hands.

"The young man is quite courageous."

Yi Sufeng's charming and sweet voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to pinpoint the location.

"It makes me want to see you crying and begging for mercy more and more. Next, try me, the Rakshasa witch!"

Following Yi Sufeng's words, the surrounding white fog gradually faded.

The figure originally hidden behind the white mist slowly emerged.

I saw all around me beautiful female cultivators, all wearing translucent gauze of various colors, exposing their smooth white arms and thighs, and their figures were alluring.

Among them are young girls in their twenties, young ladies in their early thirties, and beauties in their forties. All of them are thin and plump, each with their own beauty, although they have countless charms.

, but without exception, the whole body exudes a lustful and demonic aura.

He even held a variety of magical weapons and weapons in his hands, and surrounded Lin Shen. It was estimated that there were four to five hundred people!

Cackling!

The Rakshasa witches from all directions suddenly burst out laughing.

While smiling, he rushed forward with murderous intent, and the magical weapon in his hand struck Lin Shen with his head and face covered!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Shen was overwhelmed by hundreds of attacks!

Yi Sufeng, who was hiding in the white mist, looked at this scene and curled her lips slightly.

"Isn't this right? Bai Bai looks so handsome, but it turns out he has a silver pewter gun head!"

Even so, she actually didn't feel too surprised.

These Rakshasa witches in the Rakshasa Mirror were made by her over ten years of hard work, collecting a large number of living souls and refining them. I don’t know how much effort it took on her part.

Each of these Rakshasa witches has a level of Mingqiao realm, and the highest one has even reached the eighth level of Mingqiao!

And just like in life, they all practice various martial arts.

Except for the lack of spiritual guidance, the inability to cast spells, and the lack of real magic weapons, these Rakshasa witches are almost indistinguishable from practitioners of the Mingqiao realm.

Faced with the siege of four to five hundred Rakshasa witches, even a practitioner of the Mingqiao Realm with seven or eight meridians cannot withstand a single encounter!

But just when Yi Sufeng was thinking this, a sudden change occurred.

Where Lin Shen was submerged, a scorching sun suddenly lit up, and the boundless blazing heat wave swept across instantly. Wherever it passed, Rakshasa witches screamed in terror and disappeared into ashes!

In just the blink of an eye, the densely packed Rakshasa witches all around were swept away!

Even the white fog melted away under the scorching sun, and Yi Sufeng's figure was revealed in an instant.

However, at this time, she no longer bothered to cover her figure, and the smile disappeared from her beautiful face, revealing a horrified look.

What, what's going on?!

Her Rakshasa Witch army was wiped out in an instant!!

The Rakshasa Witch is a soul that relies on the Rakshasa Mirror to survive. As long as the Rakshasa Mirror is still there, no matter how seriously injured it is, it can be healed in the mirror. It doesn't matter even if the soul is shattered, it can rely on the mirror.

The soul is reborn.

Unless the Rakshasa Mirror is shattered one day, their souls will be shattered.

Therefore, the death of the Rakshasa Witch did not make Yi Sufeng feel heartbroken. What really shocked her was the strength Lin Shen showed at this moment.

How powerful is it to destroy four to five hundred Rakshasa witches in one blow?

After regaining her composure, Yi Sufeng suddenly gasped, unaware that she had kicked an iron plate!

This kid is not what she guessed at all, he only has a dozen or twenty veins of cultivation!

Even if she had encountered this kind of strength before, it was far inferior to that of a major disciple with more than 30 channels of cultivation!

"Where is this person from?"

Yi Sufeng's heart was filled with huge waves.

At this moment, Lin Shen turned to look at her, and the sharp eyes shrouded in forbidden golden armor were piercing towards her like sharp swords.

Yi Sufeng suddenly trembled for a moment, and as if waking up from a dream, she turned around and ran away into the distance without hesitation.

Just kidding, a master who can kill hundreds of Rakshasa witches with one strike is far from a match even in her prime.

Not to mention that now that the Rakshasa Witch has been killed and her most powerful trump card has been lost, she is even less likely to be this person's opponent!

Unfortunately, before she could escape far, Yi Sufeng suddenly noticed a figure flashing in front of her eyes. Lin Shen had stopped in front of her and looked at her with a calm expression.

Yi Sufeng stopped suddenly, her face changed several times, and she suddenly showed a charming smile. She looked at him with dazzling eyes and said in a disgusting voice:

"Good husband, I was just joking with you. Please spare me this time. As long as you agree, I can do whatever you want to me."

While speaking, Yi Sufeng stared at Lin Shen with a pair of enchanting Jianshui autumn eyes.

The delicate body twists slowly and imperceptibly, revealing a large area of ​​skin as delicate as mutton-fat white jade at the neck, which makes people feel their blood flowing at a glance.

It's a pity that Lin Shen didn't seem to notice, and just smiled faintly when he heard the words.

"A joke? Then I'll make a joke to you too. If you can take my sword, I'll let you go!"

As soon as these words came out, Yi Sufeng's pretty face suddenly changed.

But before she could use her charm again, a long sword engraved with flame patterns appeared out of thin air in Lin Shen's hand, and he thrust the sword into the air!

Yi Sufeng suddenly felt a numbness on her scalp, and screamed all over. She hurried back in panic. At the same time, she waved her hands repeatedly, and wisps of red silk were flung out from her sleeves, transforming into giant blood-red pythons and rushing towards them.

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It's a pity that these giant pythons with their teeth and claws couldn't even stop them for an instant. Before they touched the Pure Yang Talisman Sword, they were strangled and annihilated by the blazing sword energy escaping from the sword's edge, and they stabbed Yi Sufeng like a broken bamboo!

At the critical moment, a burst of pink mist suddenly surged in front of Yi Sufeng.

The Pure Yang Talisman Sword fell on the pink mist, but the sharp sword force suddenly deflected and stabbed Yi Sufeng in the shoulder.

Immediately, a shrill scream was heard, and a white and smooth arm flew into the sky.

The figure flashed quickly, and wrapped in the pink mist, Yi Sufeng flew away into the distance like lightning. She didn't even bother to retrieve her broken arm, and disappeared into the dense mountain forest in a blink of an eye.

Lin Shen did not pursue him. He caught the falling snow-white arm with a calm expression and pulled out a storage bracelet from the top.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Shen had no intention of killing Yi Sufeng, otherwise even if Yi Sufeng showed her trump card in the end, she would not be able to escape from his grasp.

Opening the storage bracelet, Lin Shen quickly scanned it around. To his disappointment, there was no Xuan Hua Liquid inside.

But soon, he discovered a lot of spirit-casting pills, no less than fifty by rough inspection.

They are probably the trophies Yi Sufeng has acquired these days.

Because he was alone in Xuandu Mountain, he didn't have time to use it, which was an advantage for him.

"Although there is no Xuan Hua Liquid, more than fifty Spirit Casting Pills are not bad."

Lin Shen smiled slightly, put away the Spirit Casting Pill, and immediately took out something like a compass.
To be continued...