I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

The monk watched the other people fall one after another and looked at Lin Yi in horror.

Pointing with trembling fingers,

\"You, you are the one...\"

But he couldn't say the next words. He was so frightened in his heart that he didn't understand why he killed the other four monks and left him alone.

Don't dare to make any move.

Lin Yi looked at the monk in front of him and said, "Let's go."

This cultivator couldn't believe that Lin Yi actually let him go. Wasn't Lin Yi afraid of exposing his position?

But then I thought about it, if I let him go and could be lucky enough to save a life, why would I care about this?

Although he heard Lin Yi let him go, he still asked cautiously: "You said you let me go?"

Lin Yi said expressionlessly: "I will count to three times. If you are still in the same place after three times, then just like them, stay together."

After hearing Lin Yi's words, this person didn't dare to stay for even a moment, and rolled and crawled away in one direction.

The monk Lin Yi didn't kill was the one who wanted to retreat before.

The reason why he was not killed was not because Lin Yi was soft-hearted. Lin Yi would definitely kill anyone who wanted to kill him.

Lin Yi's purpose was to tell the cultivator about the situation here to the cultivators who were still chasing him, so that these people would have some scruples. Of course, it was just a small incident, and it would not have much effect.

Or continue to obliterate other teams chasing him.

Without wasting time, storage bags were found from the four monks. Although it was estimated that there were not many treasures in these monks' storage bags, mosquitoes were still flesh even though they were small.

What's more, Lin Yi is currently very poor. With the storage ring open, the foundation-building monk's storage bag cannot be opened. At this time, in Lin Yi's storage bag, except for a piece of giant tiger meat, there are only two pieces left. Spiritual stone.

Throwing away the giant tiger meat, it is estimated that any monk has more spiritual stones than Lin Yi now, so there is no way he would give up.

He picked up four storage bags, put them directly into his arms without checking them, and headed in one direction.

Another day passed, and the number of monks in the mountains increased.

\"Fight with you.\"

A monk covered in blood came towards Lin Yi, and it was unclear whether the blood on his body was from other monks or from this cultivator himself.

This cultivator has the sixth level of Qi training, and seven or eight monks have fallen on the ground.

He rushed towards Lin Yi desperately without any hesitation, his fierce eyes were full of pain.

The fallen monks were all his companions who had experienced life and death. In order to get the reward from the Zhao family, they chose to capture Lin Yi. They did not expect that it would end like this.

At this time, Lin Yi was not as lucky as the previous times. He had a few wounds on his body. Although they were not serious, it was the first time he had been injured in the past two days.

Lin Yi did not dare to take anything lightly. After all, the monks at the sixth level of Qi training were two levels higher than him.

This cultivator's magic weapon has already arrived in front of Lin Yi. This cultivator struck with all his strength, but Lin Yi certainly did not dare to face it head-on.

He raised the Purple Sun Sword in his hand, stepped sideways, and used the Wind Step to move his figure quickly and dodge the attack.

But the hand holding the Ziyang Sword felt a dull pain. It was really that the monk's move was too powerful. Although he did not bear all the power, he still felt the power.

Lin Yi hopes to see such an irrational move, but is also afraid of such a situation. This practice has no scruples and puts life and death aside.

Seeing that the attack didn't work, he continued to attack Lin Yi without stopping for even a moment. Lin Yi could only keep dodging. Fortunately, the Wind Step was sensitive and fast enough even when moving in a small area, and he could avoid the attack of this cultivator in time.

Seeing that his moves were constantly being neutralized by Lin Yi, he shouted: "Don't run away if you have the guts, fight with dignity."

Lin Yi said speechlessly: "You have the sixth level of Qi training, but Lin is only at the fourth level of Qi training. You have the nerve to fight openly and openly, unless you are also the fourth level of Qi training."

\"Lin promises not to evade anymore and to fight you head-on.\"

What Lin Yi didn't expect was that this person's answer was beyond his expectation.

There was no hesitation in this cultivation, "Okay, then I will lower myself to cultivation."

In Lin Yi's stunned eyes, he saw a ferocious expression on this Xiu's face, obviously very painful.

But his aura was gradually declining, until he was only at the fourth level of Qi training.

At this time, the monk's face was extremely twisted, but he did not make any sound of pain.

When he reached the fourth level of Qi training, he said directly: "Now that I have reached the fourth level of Qi training, do what I said before count?"

Although he didn't understand what this monk was doing, if he was at the sixth level of Qi training, it would be extremely difficult for Lin Yi to kill him. If he wanted to escape, Lin Yi wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

He actually really lowered his cultivation level, and he had a feeling of admiration for this cultivation in his heart.

He solemnly said: "Of course, I keep my word. To show respect, Lin will use all his strength."

Without too much nonsense, the two of them used their full strength to perform their moves.

Lin Yi was indeed not lying. Although this monk was at the fourth level of qi training at this time, he did not pose any threat to him and could easily kill him.

But in order to respect the opponent, he really used his strongest move.

Using the Destruction Sword Technique with all his strength, Lin Yi's momentum became stronger and stronger, especially the Ziyang Sword gradually began to tremble when the momentum reached its peak.

Shout loudly.

\"Dark night!\"

He used the Wind Step and headed towards the monk.

Seeing the power of Lin Yi's sword, he knew there was no hope, but the monk did not flinch and rushed towards Lin Yi.

The Ziyang Sword made contact with the opponent's magic weapon and made a clicking sound.

The magic weapon in this cultivator's hand immediately shattered.

But this cultivator did not back down at all, relying on the broken magic weapon to continue to kill Lin Yi.

But how could the Ziyang Sword in Lin Yi's hand give him such a chance? The moment the magic weapon in Jixiu's hand shattered, the Ziyang Sword still didn't stop for a moment.

The power of the second form of the Destruction Sword Technique, "Dark Night," seemed not to have been consumed at all. The Ziyang Sword came out of his hand, passed through the crack of the broken magic weapon, and directly penetrated into the heart of this body.

After piercing the body, the Ziyang Sword still did not stop. It directly entered the body of the cultivator and shot out from behind.

At this time, Lin Yi had already arrived behind the monk. When he saw the Purple Sun Sword appearing, he reached out to catch it and held it in his hand.

This cultivator's hand still maintained a forward attack movement. He knew that his life was not long, but he did not feel any despair or reluctance. The look in his eyes seemed to be some kind of relief.

Lin Yi turned back and saw that the monk was slowly falling to the ground.

Reason told him that it was not worth taking such action, but emotion made him choose to respect such an opponent.

In order to fully exert "Dark Night", half of the spiritual energy in the Dantian was missing.

Lin Yi also smiled bitterly. This was probably the most willful time he had ever seen.