Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 124 Blood Servant, Ice Demon!

The sound transmission jade talisman was handed over by Han Li a few days ago.

Wang Lin knew that Han Li had encountered the Blood Servant and felt that the risk was too great, so he came to seek help.

In addition to himself, he should have also reported to Li Huayuan.

As expected, Li Huayuan should send several of his disciples here.

In the original novel, two disciples were killed here, one of whom was the third disciple Liu Jing.

He is also Han Li's biggest helper in killing Emperor Yue.

Especially the power of the True Phoenix Talisman, which is enough to exert one-tenth of the power of the magic weapon.

Even Wang Lin was very envious.

This time, I can trade with him and see if I can get this real treasure.

Wang Lin’s cultivation has now reached the late stage of foundation building, and he also has a false pill stage Demon Yaksha.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators could hardly threaten him, but he lacked some trump cards that could threaten Core Formation cultivators.

The talisman is powerful, but it can only exert one-tenth or one-twelfth of the power of a magic weapon.

Don't underestimate that small 10%, in many cases it is enough to change the situation of the battle.

Qin Mansion.

Han Li was sitting cross-legged and meditating to cultivate his Qi. Suddenly, his eyes opened slightly and a cold light flashed.

"Which Taoist friend is here? Please show yourself."

Before he finished speaking, he summoned a magical weapon in the shape of a turtle's back and suspended it in front of him.

He held a vermilion talisman in his left hand, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

The reason why Han Li was so alert was that he suddenly discovered that three or four Foundation Establishment cultivators came outside the house at once.

Although they all cast spells to conceal their breath, they had practiced the Dayan Jue after all.

His spiritual awareness was several points stronger than that of a cultivator of the same level in the middle stage of foundation building, so he naturally noticed the abnormality.

"Haha, what do you think? I told you that you can't hide it from Junior Brother."

"Junior brother has already entered the middle stage of foundation building. How can he be teased by you guys?"

The voice sounds very familiar, isn't it Song Meng?
Han Li's heart was slightly moved, and then he said loudly: "Senior Brother Song has arrived, junior brother greets you!"

Song Meng laughed and then pushed open the door with a swagger.

Behind him stood two other men and one woman.

The leader was none other than the third senior brother Liu Jing, followed by a man and a woman, namely the seventh senior sister Zhong Weiniang and the sixth senior brother Wu Xuan.

Liu Jing smiled elegantly and said, "Ninth Junior Brother, I heard about you from Master. It's a pity that I have never had the chance to meet you. I didn't expect that you would enter the middle stage of foundation building so quickly."

At this point, Liu Jing couldn't help but click his tongue.

You have to know that even back then, my cultivation speed wasn’t that fast.

Zhong Weiniang covered her mouth and smiled, staring at Han Li with her big eyes, muttering, "Where's Eighth Junior Brother? Didn't he come out with you? Why can't I see him?"

Seeing Zhong Weiniang looking at him, Han Li scratched his head and said, "He said that he finally came to the secular world and went to have fun."

Zhong Wei Niang curled her lips and muttered, "This brat."

Han Li was respectful and orderly, and was about to salute Wu Xuan.

There were slow footsteps outside the house.

When everyone came to their senses, they didn't know when Wang Lin had appeared in the house.

Wang Lin's sudden appearance startled everyone present.

If Wang Lin was an enemy with ill intentions, he would attack several people.

How many people can react?
Wang Lin stepped into the room and bowed to each of them: "Wang Lin greets several senior brothers and sisters."

The cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building surged without any concealment.

Liu Jing and the other three's pupils shrank slightly.

Although the four of them became Wang Lin's disciples much earlier than him, their cultivation was far inferior to Wang Lin's.

Especially Wu Xuan.

The first time I saw Wang Lin, he was only in the early stage of foundation building. Now, in a short period of time, he has entered the late stage of foundation building.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Seeing Wang Lin coming, Han Li showed joy on his face and felt relieved.

In fact, the reason why he asked his master for help was because Wang Lin had not responded for a long time.

Now with the emergence of Wang Lin, who is in the late foundation building stage, Han Li feels much more at ease.

"Senior brothers, come and have some tea!"

Han Li turned and went into the house, made a few pots of hot tea, and handed them to each of them.

Song Meng was impatient, and he waved his hands quickly, saying:

"Why are you in such a hurry to drink tea? First tell us what foundation-building monks the Black Evil Sect has."

"Stay with the master, and never allow us to fight with the masters of the magic world."

Fourth brother Song Meng was very enthusiastic about fighting and his face was full of eagerness.

"Nonsense."

Liu Jing was a steady person. He looked at the anxious Song Meng and immediately scolded him:
"First, let Junior Brother Han tell us about the Demon Sect. Who are they that dare to kidnap so many foundation-building cultivators?"

Zhong Weiniang had a round face with two shallow dimples. She said, "I'm curious too. This demon sect is really very courageous."

Listening to the conversations of several people, Han Li sighed and explained, "Senior Sister Zhong, you don't know that the Black Evil Sect uses blood sacrifices to practice martial arts. There are quite a few foundation-building cultivators in the sect, which is very troublesome."

"Blood sacrifice?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xuan's face changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Is it an evil technique that absorbs the essence and blood of others to improve your cultivation?"

"Is it really a magic skill?"

Liu Jing, who was always elegant, now had a murderous look on his face, with a faint horrifying green light. Liu Jing hated evil and was born in a great family of immortal cultivators, but he was abducted by evil cultivators when he was young, and experienced a period of torture and abuse, and almost lost his life. Therefore, he hated evil cultivators to the extreme and adhered to the iron-blooded principle of eliminating them whenever he met them.

Wang Lin didn't want to waste time seeing this, so he slowly raised his right hand and said, "Brother Han, tell me everything that happened on this trip."

Han Li nodded, and then slowly recounted what happened at Prince Xin's Mansion that day:
"Things still need to be discussed at the banquet at Prince Xin's Mansion..."

"Four blood servants in the foundation-building stage, and a leader with unfathomable cultivation."

Even Liu Jing, who hated the Demon Cult so much, couldn't help but frown slightly, his face full of fear.

Wu Xuan hesitated for a moment, then persuaded: "Senior Brother Liu, let's ask the master for instructions and call some people over."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jing frowned slightly and looked at Wu Xuan with displeasure: "What? Are you scared?"

"Humph, of course not!"

Wu Xuan naturally didn't want to admit this, and immediately argued: "I think this is safer."

Looking at the hesitant Wu Xuan, Liu Jing showed a frosty expression and said directly: "Now the palace has become a place where filth and dirt are hidden. Everyone, just follow me and take action together."

"If the higher-ups blame me, I will bear all the responsibility."

Hearing this, Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. This Liu Jing really hated evil.

But he was too impatient, and even if he had not been ambushed in the Yue Palace, he would not have gone very far on the path of cultivating immortals.

Zhong Weiniang had the closest relationship with Song Meng and Liu Jing, so she naturally nodded in agreement.

Liu Jing then turned to look at Wang Lin and the other two and said, "I wonder what the three of you plan to do? If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Wang Lin smiled slightly and waved his hand gently: "How can we be afraid of that evil cultivator?"

Looking at the extremely confident Wang Lin, Han Li smiled slightly and said with a cupped hand: "This matter was all caused by me, so I cannot retreat."

Seeing that everyone agreed to enter the palace, Wu Xuan's face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth: "We cultivators cannot enter the palace. If you insist on going, I will not participate."

As the saying goes, people with different ideals cannot work together. Wu Xuan did not stay any longer, but walked out of the house and left in a flying vehicle.

Zhong Weiniang looked at Wu Xuan's back with dissatisfaction on her face: "Sixth Senior Brother is really shameless. He backed down in the middle of a battle."

Liu Jing waved his hand and said solemnly: "Everyone has their own ambitions. We should act early. No one knows whether the leader of the Black Evil Cult will come out early."

Night falls.

Everyone in the city returned to their houses to rest.

Wang Lin and his companions took out their respective magic weapons, hid their bodies, and came to the outside of the palace.

Standing in mid-air, looking at the city gate that looked like a long black dragon.

The leader, Liu Jing, waved his sleeves and said, "Let's go!"

His voice was resolute and he was the first to escape into the palace.

Wang Lin stood on the White Cloud Shuttle with his hands behind his back, looking quite relaxed.

But if someone looked carefully, they could see a faint blue light flashing in Wang Lintong's eyes.

Kiyaksha has already escaped into the ground holding the bone fork.

Then he and Han Lifei followed a few people into the palace.

Liu Jing was a stubborn man. He rushed into the palace without any concealment.

He was immediately discovered by the Black Evil Sect disciples guarding outside the palace.

However, these were all Black Evil Sect disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. They had no power to resist those who were in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"How dare a grain of light compete with the bright moon!"

Liu Jing raised his head and waved his sleeves. A glittering silk scarf rose up in the wind and turned into a huge barrier, covering several people.

And those spells and magic weapons fell heavily on the silk scarf, emitting dazzling white light.

Not only did it not damage the silkworm scarf at all, but it also deflected the magic weapons and spells, which landed on dozens of Black Evil Sect members, causing them to scream in pain.

"Brother Liu, good trick!"

Seeing this, Song Meng couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, and then he summoned out a top-level blue magic weapon - the Blue Silk Sword.

The long sword made a buzzing sound, like a huge iron door. Seeing this, the disciples of the Black Evil Sect hurriedly dodged.

Seeing everyone dodging, Song Meng was not in a hurry. He sneered and pointed at the blue silk sword.

Suddenly, blue light covered the sword, and countless blue filaments burst out instantly, completely covering the surrounding area of ​​dozens of feet in an instant.

Seeing this scene, all the Black Evil Sect disciples hurriedly resisted.

But after all, they are just some Qi training disciples, how can they resist the top-level magical weapons?

In an instant, a large number of people died, their bodies pierced by the blue light.

"Activate the Four Evil Formation and trap them inside."

Just as these Qi training stage Black Evil Sect members were suffering heavy casualties, a series of bone-chilling sounds were heard in the distance.

Then, an ice demon with a snow-white body and emitting a hazy cold air floated over.

"Humph! Evil spirit, give me your life!"

When Liu Jing saw the ice monster appear, blood immediately welled up in his eyes and his murderous intent was unconcealed.

In an instant, he took out his magic weapon and pounced towards the ice monster.

"Reckless man."

Looking at Liu Jing's back, Wang Lin shook his head. Others had already set up the formation, yet he still rushed in directly.

Sure enough, as gusts of cold wind blew.

There was no trace of the ice monster in front of us, only a vast expanse of ice and snow.

"It's a formation!"

None of them understood the formation, and they were dazed by the scene before them.

At this moment, Wang Lin walked slowly out of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)